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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 23:37:47 GMT -8
She pressed up against him, her eyes seeking his out and locking their gazes. A purr thrummed in her throat, vibrating against his chest.
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Post by qualapec on Aug 8, 2011 23:43:24 GMT -8
Growltiger --- he just couldn't resist himself --- kissed her gently, pulling one of her paws up to his chest.
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 23:45:57 GMT -8
She leaned up into the kiss, her paw gripping the front of his shirt.
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Post by qualapec on Aug 8, 2011 23:48:57 GMT -8
He smilled into it, and dipped her like a hero in a play to the catcalls and whistles from a few surrouding couples.
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 23:50:14 GMT -8
She smirked a bit, her tail coiling around his leg as her other paw moved to the back of his neck. Milady drew back just enough to murmur, "Seems the like the show."
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Post by qualapec on Aug 8, 2011 23:52:18 GMT -8
"I always loved being the center of attention," he replied with a smirk. "I've gotta say, the dance floor is a fair shake nicer than a duel."
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 8, 2011 23:53:48 GMT -8
She nodded her agreement, "Less bloodshed and I get to keep you intact." Her paw trailed over his chest as her purr deepened.
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Post by qualapec on Aug 9, 2011 0:01:01 GMT -8
He chuckled. "All in one piece? Hardly. You've got many parts of me all to your own, love." He pulled her up, snapping his arm outwards and pulling her in a wide circle. "They say I've got nine lives, and I think it's true."
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 0:04:39 GMT -8
She laughed as they whirled, "Just so long as you don't use them all up, 'Tiger."
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Post by qualapec on Aug 9, 2011 0:12:52 GMT -8
"It's not a concern, sweet. I've still got five left," he said with a wink.
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 0:15:26 GMT -8
Grids stepped closer to him, leaning up to kiss him again, "Good."
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Post by qualapec on Aug 9, 2011 0:21:57 GMT -8
He took a deep, heavy breath as the song drew to a close, and pulled Grids close to him again. "Do you want a cool drink, sweet? I think the vendor has some fruit juice?" He was parched.
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 0:23:19 GMT -8
"I wouldn't say no to it," she replied. "We could get some from him or, we could go home and see what we have stocked up there..."
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Post by qualapec on Aug 9, 2011 0:27:12 GMT -8
He blinked, puzzled. "We don't have any juice at home..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Aug 9, 2011 0:30:46 GMT -8
Grids opened her mouth to respond to that, but closed it again, smiling fondly. She shook her head, "No, you're right we don't. What do you say we get some juice from him and then go home? I might even be convinced to give you a private dance."
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