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[Rp det_lassiter] Walking in Memphis

Jul 13, 2008 12:54

She stepped off the plane, and for a moment, didn't know what to do next. It wasn't as if she was here to meet someone right away, I mean she was here to meet someone, it's just that his flight didn't get in for another hour and a half. So she stood in the concourse for a few minutes trying to get her head on straight, she hadn't slept much ( Read more... )

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det_lassiter July 13 2008, 20:36:54 UTC

The disappointment that Olivia wasn't waiting for him at his arrival gate stabbed at him harder than he'd ever admit. He honestly had thought that she'd be there. Most of the flight had been spent in anticipation for the moment when he'd see her again. He'd been playing the moment over in his mind; some cheesy slushy movie style reunion where he gathered her up into his arms and they kissed, and of course, there wouldn't really be music playing and the world wouldn't shift into soft focus, but maybe it would, just for him.

Snorting to himself, he made his way out to find a cab; it was probably better that she wasn't there. He'd have been disillusioned when the cartoon bunny didn't start flinging rose petals at them. Part of him even tried to convince himself that he was glad she wasn't there, that she was independent and not hanging around for him. He didn't need a trophy to hang off his arm, he loved her because she was strong and didn't need him. It made it all the more special that she wanted him, regardless ( ... )

detoliviasvu July 13 2008, 22:27:28 UTC

In her dream a very large version of Droopy the dog was sitting on her lap telling her about the bull fight when all of a sudden the dog was whispering in her ear. It wouldn't have been any weirder then the rest of the dream except his voice sounded like Carlton's, but that wasn't right, Carlton was still in mid flight. Wasn't he? Then it all came back to her, the airport, the nap, the suspicious lack of noise and the heat on her shoulder. Inhaling hard, she opened her eyes and sat up a little, her fingers going to her hair that had falling across her face as she slept ( ... )

det_lassiter July 14 2008, 07:25:12 UTC

Closing his eyes at the kiss, he sighed out a silent breath. The world didn't go into soft focus and the violins didn't start, it was so much better than that, it was real. He'd been waiting so long for this moment, when Olivia was with him again, now that it had come he wanted to soak it up until nothing else existed in his world except this beautiful, sleep mussed girl and her mouth against his.

The words took his breath away. He smiled, arms wrapping around her, one hand sliding up her back to comb through the hair at the base of her skull and cradle her head.

"I love you too, Olivia." He kissed her softly, pulling back briefly to shake his head a little. "I've missed you so much."

Now that he had her back with him, he wasn't going to let go again. Not even if she wanted to get dressed.

detoliviasvu July 14 2008, 07:35:15 UTC

She let him hold her, going a little limp under his lips and his strong arms. He made her feel so soft, so vulnerable, and that was completely different then how she normally was. Truth be told she had been fighting and hard her whole life, and now, being with him, it was like a much needed vacation from the facade of control. When he said the words she longed to hear from him, she whimpered softly. It was perfect ( ... )

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det_lassiter July 16 2008, 22:05:05 UTC

His breathing was steady but heavy as her weight shifted back over him. Taking the time to slip out of his shirt and toss it to the side, he thought about what he wanted. Not that it was a tough question to answer, but for the first time in their relationship he found himself in a position where he could answer in one of two ways.

Leaning into her, he kissed her mouth, then her jaw, moving down to her throat to just feather his lips over the smooth skin. They knew each other. He knew how much she liked it when he paid attention to her neck, and she knew how he would moan when she returned the attention to his chest.

In many ways, his answer wouldn't matter, because they would connect and find ecstasy in either act. The choice was in his hands. Did he want to fuck her, or....

"I want to make love to you, Olivia."

detoliviasvu July 16 2008, 22:45:37 UTC

He knew her perfectly, just the right spots to hit for her to moan for him. As he kissed down her throat she eagerly leaned in for more, the movement causing her towel to finally fall from around her chest. She didn't care, it would have just got in the way, and now she could press her breasts against his bare chest and feel his heat, the pounding of his heart. Entranced by the kisses she almost didn't hear his answer, and then when she did it time to process it amongst the kisses and her soft moans ( ... )

det_lassiter July 18 2008, 06:29:39 UTC

The heat of her body finally pressing against him was missed and so very much needed. He closed his eyes as she kissed him, soaking in the warmth raditating from her. The soft swell of her breasts against him. The movement of her mouth against his as they kissed, a languid, deeply passionate movement. Tasting and tempting. He breathed deep when he had the chance before returning to kiss her yet again ( ... )

detoliviasvu July 18 2008, 06:38:43 UTC

As his hands moved up and down her body she deepened the kiss they shared. The more he pet her the more she fell into the kiss, pouring out her passion and longing as she nearly started to purr from the leisurely caresses. His hands felt amazing against her skin, no imagination, no amount of voice over the phone could ever make up for the way his hands touched her. She was becoming entranced in his mouth, almost shutting her brain down until his fingers brushed over her breasts ( ... )

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