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Post by Milk on Dec 24, 2009 22:03:35 GMT -5
Melody let out a happy noise when he bit at her neck. She nuzzled his once more before answering. "Well, considering it was my first time, I'd have to say it was really good," she answered, voice soft. She inhaled his scent, grinning. "Now I'm tired, and my private is....kinda starting to get sore." She looked up at him. "And...um..." She blushed, lookign down for a moment. "How was it for you?"
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 0:09:16 GMT -5
"You're good for a virgin, nice and tight..." He trailed off, looking very serious, all business as usual, his hands ran down her back slowly before he moved her off of him, he got out of the water. "I wouldn't tell anyone about this if I were you, especially since i'm so much older than you." Jareth said as he walked away back into the bushes.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 0:11:11 GMT -5
Melody blushed at the compliment about her tightness. He was so serious though...It was offputting. She moved as he moved her off, watching him stand and leave. She watched him go into the bushes and sighed to herself, looking slightly saddened. "A...Am I still allowed to come over often?" she called out, hoping she wasn't just a one time fuck.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 0:14:14 GMT -5
Jareth stepped back out from the bushes, staring at her, eyes dark. "Come over as often as you like, now that we just did that I expect you over at least two times a week." He wasn't a one-night stand sort of person, it would look bad for him to do something like that, especially with a lower-class girl like Melody. His eyes stayed trained on her for a while before he turned away again and stepped back into the bushes, clothing himself and then leaving.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 0:23:40 GMT -5
Melody blushed slightly at that and watched him go. She waited until he was gone to do the weirdest thing- cry a little. she wiped her eyes and pulled her knees to her chin. She felt like a slut, because she'd moved so quickly. And he'd just left, none of that romantic cuddling she KNEW her mother and father did after they had sex/made love whatever they called it. She sighed and pulled herself out of the cove and dressed, heading home...
...At home, Melody curled up under her blankets. Well....At least she'd had fun, and it felt really good, right? She was just dozing off when her door shut and she bolted up, freaked out. Two light blue eyes stared into her face as they moved, the body they belonged to crawling lithely onto the bed and into her lap. "...Izzy, what are you doing up?" Melody asked. "Congratulations on losing your cherry," Izzy murmured, eyes sparkling with curiosity. Melody flushed. "Yes, yes I lost it, and?" "...He's back," she whispered happily. "The man....He's back....The connection, it got strong again, I won't have to die to go find him...He's back," she kept whispering. Ever since she'd learned to talk, Melody had heard her go on and on about a man she was in love with, and how since he'd died, she must die too to find him. She used to get really freaked out about it, but since the guy was back from the dead, she supposed it was cool. Wait, what? "Um...Izzy...You're in love with a zombie..." Izzy snorted indignantly. "And? You'll be in love with a beast," she informed her quietly. Melody looked at her. "A....beast is still better than a zombie...." "Call him what you want, but I've only a six year wait to find him now," she murmured happily, then curled up beside her. She looked troubled about something. She swallowed. "Mel? Did it hurt?" "The sex?" "Yeah, that...." "...Yeah, it did," she answered and laid down, covering her sister. "But it goes away pretty quickly." "Mel?" Melody sighed, and looked at Izzy one more time. "...You stink, be sure to shower in the morning." Melody swatted her and rolled onto her side. "You know what, go be with your stupid zombie," she muttered and went to sleep.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 0:34:41 GMT -5
FF - Three Days Later
Jareth was standing on his large porch which had the roof slanting over it, there were no doors to go out there, it was just attached to his dining room. When it rained there were large paper doors that one could shut that connected to the pillars the held the roof up that went around the wood railing. He took a seat in his chair, shirt off once more, sipping on an cool alcoholic beverage, he wondered when Melody would be coming around again.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 0:43:40 GMT -5
Melody came up to his house and spotted him on his porch. She waved, smiling in a bubbly way. She walked over to where he was on the porch- but she took her shoes off before she got on it. She'd been outside earlier watering some things, so her boots were really muddy. The hem of her skirt had dried and had dried mud-water on it. "Hey, Jareth," she greeted in a perky tone, approaching him. "How are you?"
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 0:48:17 GMT -5
He gestured for her to either take a seat on the chair nxt to him, or for her to sit down in his lap, he was fine with either one. "Hello, Melody. I'm feeling well, and you?" Jareth greeted mannerly, sipping his drink, he was going to act as if nothing happened at the hot spring, since it was an embarassment to do such acts in such places. He really was quite annoyed with himself for losing control and with a woman that he was using in a mission.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 0:50:29 GMT -5
Melody deliberated for a moment. He was drinking something, so she chose the spare chair. She took a seat and looked over at him. "I'm good. I found a big snake today when I was helping my mom with the plants out back! It was really cool- it was an albino snake! My mom didn't think it was cool though...She threw it somewhere before Sander could catch it..." she rambled, shrugging. "What have you done today?"
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 0:53:05 GMT -5
Jareth listened, glancing at her from the corner of his red eyes. "I've done nothing today, now... Would you like to go out and eat with me somewhere?" He asked and looked at her clothes, he felt distaste run through him, she was such a fine specimen, but her clothing was... Tasteless.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 0:54:19 GMT -5
Melody blinked at the offer. "Sure," she answered after a moment's hesitation. "Do you have somewhere I can wash my boots off first?" she asked, standing. She didn't want to drag mud around everywhere, and the mud on her skirt didn't look too bad...She'd try to wash it off anyways.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 1:01:08 GMT -5
"Don't bother, we'll be leaving in a moment." He replied and chugged back the rest of his drink before leaving into the house, he returned, clothing changed into something much nicer, a full black attire, his hair slicked back. "We're going to go somewhere to find you something nicer to wear." Jareth told her simply and pointedly, leving no room for arguement, he wrapped an arm around her waist, his large hand on her lower back as he lead her around his house using the hallway sized porch that wrapped around it. They stopped omentarily so Melody could put on her boots and then he quickly dragged her away to go back into the Port, to the finest and wealthiest area to get her something nice.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 1:05:01 GMT -5
Melody watched him go and then flushed when he returned. Oh....they were going to eat somewhere really nice. She started to think about asking to run to her house to put on her nice shoes and clothes, but then he said they were doing that anyways. And then it clicked in that he was buying her new clothes. She looked down as the walked, examining her old golden skirt that had one patch on it, then her shirt which, while baggy and no longer the white it used to be, still was okay looking. Her boots were off, she supposed, but...She felt irritated. He didn't like how she dressed. She looked up at him for a few moments. "Um....Where are we going to eat, exactly?" she asked. She wanted to know if she needed to be on her best behavior- whatever that meant. She was still figuring that out.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 1:14:46 GMT -5
He glanced at her and then away again, leading her off down the path at a quick pace, his steps long and fast. "We're going a resturant, a high-class one, which means try to act civilized, when speaking to a waiter be quick and simple with your answers or questions... Try to make good conversation if anyone says anything, don't go telling long stories." Jareth said as they got to the area he wanted, there were rich people everywhere, and the stores looked wodnerful but very expensive. He looked aorund before pulling Melody into a strictly female store, he found a woman that worked there immediately. "Take her around and help her find something nice, anything she wants i'll buy it, you know where to send the bill." He told her, voice chilled, the woman nodded and looked Melody over, one eyebrow raised, she hummed and gestured for the girl to start looking around.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 1:21:19 GMT -5
Melody listened to his orders silently and crinkled her nose. She didn't ask what 'good conversation' meant. Chances are she wouldn't understand it anyways. She looked around at all the high-end shops and felt her natural urge to explore. She'd never been here before. But Jareth was in a rush to get her clothes changed apparently, and the way he spoke to people gave her some goosebumps. She glanced at him, then at the lady, wanting to ask a question. she chose not to. She walked around, not seeing many things she'd want (okay, a lie, she did kinda want them, but the price tags on them intimidated her, even if he was paying). She finally settled on a black and gold outfit of some sort, and it was so soft. She touched, her face softening as she did. She appeared to really like this outfit. She kept touching the texture, eyes wide. "It's so soft!" she exclaimed finally, looking at the lady. "What is it?" She wasn't fully familiar with all the types of materials to make dresses out of, and with the amount of people she grew up with, her mom tended to go cheap and seldom bought the nice stuff....She also couldn't read much, so that might have been why too.
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