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Post by pan on Jul 30, 2010 19:32:21 GMT -5
Try? I don't feel the need to try for anyone, let alone you.
I'll do what I want, when I want, how I want it. Silly kitten.
*sort of side-steps aside lazily, reaching out to brush a finger across the corner of his lips and the side of his cheek*
Oh, so now my husband cares~? Fickle beastie.
We need to have our honeymoon first. I won't let you open my virgin skin.
*giggles, leaning in to try and nip the tip of his tongue*
Maybe. Or I could be humoring you. Dunno. 
Tsk. Terrible, just terrible.Don't you want to make your husband happy?
- tilts his head to quickly bite at his fingers, though there may have been some tongue to it -
Would you have me any other way?
No, of course you wouldn't.
- bursts out in cackling laughter at the remark, leaning in to bite at his lips when he gets close enough -
Virgin skin?
Oh, you've grown quite the sense of humor.
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Post by AROS on Jul 31, 2010 0:31:40 GMT -5
GEH! Don’t worry I’m not begging to ‘do’ anything…. [shudders, turning pale again]
[blinks stupidly when he comes back in the dress and apron]
Whu… what’s with the get up..? [eyes warily, taking the aspirin and swallowing before practically spitting it up again] Kuh—Kuh—KISS--?!? N-No! No! Noway! It’s okay, it’s perfectly fucking FINE. F-I-N-E! No problems here..! Eheh… heh… [shakes nervously] So… uhm… I- I think you can go now. I’m alright… perfectly alright… Hnnnn?~ What kind of persuasion tactic is that?~ Boo! First you claim Army all for yourself and then you won’t say a simple “Oh, I love you my deary!” So cold Victory is. Very cold~ I’m practically shivering [pouts] I just might catch hypothermia, see what you do to me?~ Boo hoo hoo.
C’mooooon, it’s not gonna kill ya. Just say those three words~ I~ Lovuu~ Youu~ ♥
[swings phone cord around her finger, smirking at victor]
Or is the big manry man’s pride too big? Awwwhh. How cute. [monotone] Sugah~? Kyan! He called me sugary! NeNeNeNeNEEE! Sugar and fried chicken don’t go very well together, but we can totahlly make it work KU! FU! FU! FU! Naka totally can make ANYTHING worku! She’s like a mechanic!~
EH? Wai—Wait a MINUTE! You just totally said you’d smack Naka if she gave you kissies?! WHAT A BAD WAIFU! There’s no rabu in fighting! NUH-UH MISTER! Not in Naka’s house you don’t! Besides, hubbies are supposed to kiss their wifey’s! DUH!
You think it ain’t normal? Weeirddoooo, Naka married a weiiiiirdo! And I totally know LOTS about love! LOTS AND LOTS! Naka loves everyone! Naka loves the WORLD! And more importantly, Naka love, love, LOVESSS you! [grins] |
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Post by pan on Jul 31, 2010 2:37:23 GMT -5
Hm? Oh, the dress? - giggles and twirls -
Isn't it cute? ♥
I thought you might like it~
Awwww, you say you're fine,
but you don't have to lie to me~. ♥
Besides, I would be upset if you weren't honest with me.
You don't want that. Right~? ♥ * u *
- launches at him and plants a kiss full on his lips -
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Post by trap on Jul 31, 2010 10:07:23 GMT -5
Sugah~? Kyan! He called me sugary! NeNeNeNeNEEE! Sugar and fried chicken don’t go very well together, but we can totahlly make it work KU! FU! FU! FU! Naka totally can make ANYTHING worku! She’s like a mechanic!~
EH? Wai—Wait a MINUTE! You just totally said you’d smack Naka if she gave you kissies?! WHAT A BAD WAIFU! There’s no rabu in fighting! NUH-UH MISTER! Not in Naka’s house you don’t! Besides, hubbies are supposed to kiss their wifey’s! DUH!
You think it ain’t normal? Weeirddoooo, Naka married a weiiiiirdo! And I totally know LOTS about love! LOTS AND LOTS! Naka loves everyone! Naka loves the WORLD! And more importantly, Naka love, love, LOVESSS you! [grins]
. . .Do they breed things like you en masse where you’re from, or did you just escape from some underground facility performing illegal experiments? B(
I’d smack you if you got within a foot of me in general, but I’ll be happy to throttle you if you try to kiss me again, you squirrelly little monster. And stop calling me your wife! Do I look like I’d be the wife here? And before you even answer, why don’t you go get me a few bottles of aspirin for my headache? Or better yet, just go away for a few. . .years. Either one.
. . .What? I’m not normal? YOU’RE NOT NORMAL, THIS WHOLE DAMN SCHOOL’S NOT NORMAL. I. . .You. . . (sighs) My head hurts, I’m going to just go back to my room. Don’t you follow me, you little harpy.
[/size] *blinks up, cross-eyed, at the stamp, then whimpers and tries scrambling away*
Why won't anyone h-help me?! I don't deserve this... No one deserves this! I'm not married to you! I'm not, I'm not! *flails*
Oh yes you do, for hurting your poor husbands’ feelings, which is why you get the death penalty.
[/color] /fire several cerise paintballs at Fakhir’s retreating figure before skipping after him. But waifu-nii is married to us~. Legally too~.[/color] We have the documents~! /stop in their tracks to display several papers that had been in their oversized sleeves.[/blockquote][/size] You didn't even say please. I'm even more disinclined to hand them over now. Hell must be quite the frozen tundra, then. And it'll only get colder, my dear. Oh, this marriage will be a lasting one. Whether you like it or not.
*grins, eyelids fluttering a little with the contact and a low purr forming in the back of his throat despite the slight inkling of pain that made his breath hitch lightly in his throat* Tsk, tsk. *wrenches his hand free and tries backhanding him with it* No. Enough French. I don't want my wife speaking in such ugly tongues. Though some of that sounds rather suggestive. You'll get me excited. *leans face close to his ear* Parler sale, vous méchant garçon.
Again, you didn't use the magic word. Really, Armand, it makes me begin to wonder if you're unhappy with our union.
Oh well. It's time to consummate the marriage. *quickly tries scooping him up again, this time to hoist him over his shoulder*
You don’t seem to grasp the fact that as soon as I step out of this room, I’m getting this marriage annulled and a restraining order against you. I don’t care if I have to burn down this school to find those documents either, they’re going to be nothing but horrible memories by the end of the day. And I don’t know what Hell you’re talking about, because mine is still pretty damn hot.
(buffers the strike with his forearm and glowers all hell at Victor for his audacity.) Je parle ce que je desire, c'est compris? Et si vous avez chaud et gêné par ma desire de vous maul, alors vous avez plus de maladies que j'ai l'intention de traiter. Vous bête répugna-- . . . . Je pense que vous me rendait malade. (grimaces, placing a hand over his mouth to emphasize his claim.) Why don’t you just fuck off as hard as you can, oui?
I’d say please if you didn’t have the inclination to misconstrue it as begging, so there you have it. . .Really? No, I am clearly very pleased with this farce. B| (ducks away from Victor’s hands and takes several large paces back for good measure.) Don’t touch me.
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Post by nat on Jul 31, 2010 17:40:09 GMT -5
Tsk. Terrible, just terrible.Don't you want to make your husband happy?
- tilts his head to quickly bite at his fingers, though there may have been some tongue to it -
Would you have me any other way?
No, of course you wouldn't.
- bursts out in cackling laughter at the remark, leaning in to bite at his lips when he gets close enough -
Virgin skin?
Oh, you've grown quite the sense of humor. 
When has it ever been about making you happy?
*wriggles his fingers, nails nicking*
Would I have you at all? I don't know. You're getting a little ahead of yourself, pretty kitty.
Even housewives have needs. If left unfufilled, there won't be any lovin' for the hubby, didn't you knowww?
*eyes him lazily, tongue flicking out against Atty's teeth rather leisurely*
Have I? I think it made sense to me.
I'm so tight. Tight like a virgin. Itchy, itchy, wanting, wanting. *flexes fingers*
Hnnnn?~ What kind of persuasion tactic is that?~ Boo! First you claim Army all for yourself and then you won’t say a simple “Oh, I love you my deary!” So cold Victory is. Very cold~ I’m practically shivering [pouts] I just might catch hypothermia, see what you do to me?~ Boo hoo hoo.
C’mooooon, it’s not gonna kill ya. Just say those three words~ I~ Lovuu~ Youu~ ♥
[swings phone cord around her finger, smirking at victor]
Or is the big manry man’s pride too big? Awwwhh. How cute. [monotone] 
It's not a persuasion tactic, it's the way things are going to be. Hypothermia's too good for you, harpy. But, hey, I'm not complaining.
Just understand that Armand is mine. Never yours. Never.
Tch. Words don't kill me, but I see no point in giving you what you want to hear, particularly such a disgusting, overused phrase. *eyes the swinging phone cord, eyes narrowing* I don't need you to call him. I'll just go off on my own and drag him here. You're really mistaking me for a man who gives a damn about anything you have to say. Poor thing.
Oh yes you do, for hurting your poor husbands’ feelings, which is why you get the death penalty. [/color] /fire several cerise paintballs at Fakhir’s retreating figure before skipping after him. But waifu-nii is married to us~. Legally too~.[/color] We have the documents~! /stop in their tracks to display several papers that had been in their oversized sleeves.[/blockquote][/size][/quote] 
*still tries fleeing the best he can, only to finally let his lets give way with all the pain from the shots, dropping to his knees and then fully onto the floor with a "thump"*
....Where did those documents even come from...? *groans, not making to move*
Fuck my life. Fuck it. I give up... I don't know what I did to deserve this. ;___;
You don’t seem to grasp the fact that as soon as I step out of this room, I’m getting this marriage annulled and a restraining order against you. I don’t care if I have to burn down this school to find those documents either, they’re going to be nothing but horrible memories by the end of the day. And I don’t know what Hell you’re talking about, because mine is still pretty damn hot.
(buffers the strike with his forearm and glowers all hell at Victor for his audacity.) Je parle ce que je desire, c'est compris? Et si vous avez chaud et gêné par ma desire de vous maul, alors vous avez plus de maladies que j'ai l'intention de traiter. Vous bête répugna-- . . . . Je pense que vous me rendait malade. (grimaces, placing a hand over his mouth to emphasize his claim.) Why don’t you just fuck off as hard as you can, oui?
I’d say please if you didn’t have the inclination to misconstrue it as begging, so there you have it. . .Really? No, I am clearly very pleased with this farce. B| (ducks away from Victor’s hands and takes several large paces back for good measure.) Don’t touch me. [/size][/quote] 
Heh. Who ever said anything about you leaving this room? <:
*already saunters lazily to stand in front of the door* Armand, Armand, Armand. You're just going to have to accept this, dear. You'll make such a handsome wife, really, and you should be flattered. I'll spoil you, little mouse. I'll make you mine over and over and over again until it's branded into some crevice deep inside you. I think you may be delusional, baby. Let your husband bring you back to reality where Hell is frozen and you're busy giving me everything I want.
*grins delightfully, tracing a finger along his cheek as his tongue licks along his own lips very slowly* Tu es tellement mignon. Il tourne toujours sur moi...
Mm. I'd rather fuck you as hard as I can. Doesn't that sound so much better? Oh, I know you'll love it. You'll be screaming for me like a little whore. But it's okay, you know. You're married now. No one will think less of you.
I would've though you'd be overwhelmed with glee. We're a match made in heaven, Armand. Or perhaps that frozen Hell, hm? In any case... You're mine. So let's make the most of it. *takes a few steps toward him, extending a hand to swipe for him* Now, now. Denying a husband his right to intimacy with his wife? You're so cruel, dear, so cruel. I just want to make you feel good. Don't you remember our kiss at the alter? Oh, that taste~
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