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Post by Esme M. Lolland on Dec 28, 2008 19:26:01 GMT -1
Esme was starting to get frustrated, what was it about this guy that had her so interested in him? He was no where near as well-spoken and gentlemanly as Vlad, nor did he seem to care about her well-being like Xandrael. And he sure as heck wasn't the entertaining bad-boy that Judas seemed to be. So what was it about him that was alluring? She couldn't help but nod helplessly at the dance request, she took his hand and stood, allowing him to take the lead.
"Thank you," she said, smiling at his compliment. She began to blush and she turned her head away, trying to hide the red that was beginning to paint her features. It was something being complimented by a guy, but something else when that guy was one of the most handsome speciman on Earth. What was it about this guy that made her feel like a preteen who's crush just told her that she looked good in her new t-shirt? Esme wanted to break free from his spell, but it wasn't any sort of magic she was used to... she was helpless.
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Post by Lucas on Dec 29, 2008 4:12:10 GMT -1
He danced with her slowly. Twirled her once or twice and even dipped her gracefully before hsat down with her on her lap. He looked at her with a smile. She was so mesmerizing. He didn't expect to find her so attractive. He looked at her and sat down with her on his lap. He looked at her with a smile "You're....you're different" he said "Something about you..." he caressed her cheek and kissed her lips softly. "Why do I get the feeling that you have just as much power over me as I do you?" he asked her.
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Post by Esme M. Lolland on Dec 29, 2008 4:32:24 GMT -1
Esme followed Lucas's lead as he danced with her, it wasn't often that she felt as if she was any where near graceful enough to dance like she had with him. Maybe it was that same thing that kept her so close to him that was making her feel like she'd always been capable of dancing. Being so close to him, though, put her at a loss for words. He was so attractive, and he was so close... and he was, wow.
Next thing she knew she was sitting on his lap and his lips were on hers. She was surprised, no doubt about that. She hadn't thought she would be celebrating her grade with a kiss from a really cute guy. She kissed him back softly, but for some reason thought that maybe she shouldn't be doing that. She ignored the feeling though, he was too cute to pass up.
Esme couldn't help but smile at the idea that perhaps she had a spell on him as well, "Maybe I do. I mean, it's really only fair. If you use some sort of power on a witch, she has no choice but to do something to you as well." She placed her hand on the back of his neck and kissed him one more time. Hey, it was a day of celebration, right? She could celebrate whatever way she wanted, and she decided to she wanted to celebrate this way. At least for today.
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Post by Lucas on Dec 29, 2008 4:55:32 GMT -1
He looked at her with a smile "Perhaps...but I'm not doing mine on purpose...it's just my aura..your fault for not ignoring it" he said teasingly. Of course he knew how hard it was to ignore. He looked at her with a smile and kissed her more passionately. He looked at her. "We should go somewhere...to really be alone" he said with a whisper in her ear. He got this sudden rush over his body...one that wanted her so bad he couldn't stand to wait any longer. He nibbled her ear and caressed her cheek. He deeply ahd feelings for her now. He looked at the woman...this witch...and her power over him that he loved.
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Post by Esme M. Lolland on Dec 29, 2008 5:04:47 GMT -1
The kisses became a bit more frequent, more passionate, and Esme loved it and hated it all the same. She barely knew him, this was wrong. She had never been at such a loss of strength around a man before, what was it about this guy? Oh yeah, he had some type of power over her. She wanted to fight it, she really did... but her mind was too fuzy to think any more straight than usual. It was the alcohol that was doing this to her, right? Yeah, Lolland women don't get drunk easily, but then again, Lolland women never drank shots of heavy liquors.
He said they should go, and her heart practically lept from it's cage. She wanted it so badly, and yet she didn't at the same time. Who was she to fight the passion that crossed over her in waves, Lucas was there and he wanted her, right now. Who was she to deny him that pleasure? Who was she to deny herself that pleasure? She nodded helplessly as he nibbled her ear. It was just so much, so right in so many ways, and in so many others it was so wrong.
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Post by Lucas on Dec 29, 2008 13:35:07 GMT -1
He looked at her and smiled. His heart lept and he took he by the hand. He stood up and walked past the group of women huddled around awaiting their turn. Looks of sadness fell on their faces "Tomorrow night ladies" he said on the way out. He never let go of Esme's hand. It was as if he let go he would lose her. He felt bound to her. His heart was hers tonight. He didn't understand this sudden passion. Perhaps it was their powers colliding. He quickly grabbed a cab and asked him to take them to the nearest motel. The cab driver got the message and drove.
Lucas kissed Esme's cheek and neck. He wanted her right then and there but he had to contain himself. At least for now. He'd wait for the room...that was his goal. The cab pulled up and Lucas paid him. He opened the door and pulled her out into his arms and he embraced her and kissed her again. He took her hand again and proceeded to the front desk. The two looked like a pair of love birds walking in and the middle aged woman at the front desk knew that. "One room for the night please...biggest bed you got" he said.
She nodded and handed them the card keys to a room--102. He quickly ran and proceeded to open the door. Once they were inside he shut and locked the door and took hold of her with his power again. He layed her gently on the bed and came on top of her and kissed her passionately.
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Post by Esme M. Lolland on Dec 29, 2008 18:21:02 GMT -1
Esme knew as soon as she nodded that he'd be moving with her in tow, but she hadn't expected him to leap up and pull her out of the room, to the street to catch a cab. He never let go of her hand, once, and Esme started to feel a bit panicky about what may happen. She wasn't functioning at normal "Esme" level, it was a bad idea to do anything with anyone when she wasn't at her best... but this was Lucas, he was different. She didn't understand what was washing over her, and when she didn't understand, Esme tended not to trust it.
But all of those thoughts, those fears, that panic, disappeared when he was kissing her again. His lips didn't feel like they were right for her, they were never meant for her, but they were so right at that particular moment. The perfection of that moment washed away all of her fears. She couldn't think anymore when he pulled her out of the cab and kissed her again. Nothing was comprehensible, it had to be the power he had over her... but did he really want her that much? Well, that didn't matter... he had her, no matter what. She smiled as she vaguely made sense of what was happening, she couldn't help but think how madly in love they may seem to onlookers, but she knew differently. This was passion, a passion so wild that neither one could fight and controlling that she couldn't think straight.
Before she knew it, they were in a room and she was placed on a bed and he was on top of her, kissing her. Another flash of his powers washed over her, and everything seemed to make sense again. It made perfect sense, and that sense was telling her that nothing was off about the situation. With that resolve she kissed him back.
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Post by Lucas on Dec 30, 2008 0:39:26 GMT -1
He felt her lips return the kiss. Her power pushed on to him and he liked the tingling feeling of opposing forces. He looked at her with a smile and saw her dazed look. He looked at her "You alright love? You seem a bit...dazed" he said. He knew he had power, but had it gotten so bad that it caused a poor woman...a witch actually to be caught up. If she could not bare to overcome it...how would any normal woman react. Maybe she was different. He tried ot tone his power down. He backed away and sat at the desk chair. "I didn't think I affected you so greatly" he said a little embaressed. Sure he had tapped into some of his deeper senses and powers, but did it really have this great of an effect on people?
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Post by Esme M. Lolland on Dec 30, 2008 2:08:54 GMT -1
Esme nodded slowly when Lucas asked if she was alright, "I think so," she said quietly, "I just... I'm not thinking straight. Yeah... dazed might be the right way to describe it." She was beginning to wonder what type of power this man had over her, was it even safe for her to be spending time with him like this?
He moved away from her and she sat up on the bed, she looked at him from across the room. The distance allowed her to think more clearly, she was still dazed a bit, perhaps that was the alcohol. But being so far away she realized that she shouldn't be allowing him to get so close to her so quickly. It was morally wrong and stupid things like this, being in this hotel room with him, adrenaline high, always led to a few things falling out of place.
"I don't think it's entirely you that's affecting me. Too much alcohol, a handsome face and the powers that come along with it. I may be a witch, but I'm still human... and young," Esme wouldn't mention to him that she would probably be much better at resisting his power over her if she was a more capable witch; he didn't need to know that she wasn't as powerful as he may think.
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Post by Lucas on Dec 30, 2008 16:09:05 GMT -1
He looked at her and put his face in his hands and began to rub the sides of his nose. He looked at her and stood up. He straightened his coat and sighed "I'm sorry..." he said. "This isn't fair to you..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash "Here...$100 should get you anywhere you need to be. Or cover the this place for one or two more nights" he said. "I apologize for doing this to you." He was shocked at how dark his power was and how far it had extended. He looked at his hands and felt like a monster lurked just beneath his skin. He sighed and began to head for the door to leave the woman "you need me to get you a cab or are you resting here for the night?" he asked her.
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