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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 22:59:07 GMT -5
Damn, he was as hard as a rock. Jareth started to lick more quickly and then nipped at her clit. "You're going to have to get some patience, Melody." He murmured before licking at her again.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 23:01:57 GMT -5
Melody let out a gasp at the nip and bucked against him, hard. Oh, GOD, she was so close. He finally picked his pace up and she gasped and her body tensed- she'd climaxed.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 23:05:12 GMT -5
Jareth licked her clean and thn got into the bed, crawling up above her. "You taste exquisite." He purred and kissed her, making her taste herself.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 23:07:22 GMT -5
Melody flushed and kissed him back. She tasted herself on his lips and blushed deeply, her hands going around him and holding herself to him tightly.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 23:28:49 GMT -5
FF - Three Weeks Later
Jareth was waiting in his house for Melody to arrive, she would be there soon to get ready to go to the ball. For the last few weeks he'd been giving her tidbits of information about etiquette, he always reminded her about her posture, table manners, and conversational skills. He had danced with her a couple of times, but never had he danced with her when she was wearing high heels, he had forgotten about that. Now he was sitting on his couch which was sunken down into the ground and he was having a drink.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 23:37:19 GMT -5
Melody raced up, almost late. She stumbled on the porch, letting out a very audible ouch. She cursed and stood, gathering up something she'd dropped and letting out a sigh of relief, not yet aware of the scrape on her cheek. She smiled at the little things she had in her basket and stood, knocking on the door. She'd been making candies for him that morning, most of them pineapple flavored, but lots were other flavors. She froze and touched her cheek after a moment, and brought her fingers to her face. "Oh, damn it," she mumbled worriedly. Of course she'd cut her cheek up.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 23:41:59 GMT -5
He stood, hearing the thud and then the knocks on his door. Jareth walked to the door and slid it open, he immediately saw the scratch on her cheek and felt fury run through him. "What happened to your face?" Jareth asked, not bothering to say hello. He grabbed her chin and turned her head sharply to the side, glaring at the scratch.
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 23:44:22 GMT -5
Melody let out a noise of surprise. She responded to his question with sarcasm first. "Hi, I'm good, it's nice to see you too. I tripped on the st..." she paused and looked at her leg. She tugged the skirt up a bit. "Ow, I scraped my leg too..." She mumbled. "I just tripped is all though...I could...use make up to cover it up?" she suggested, guessing he wasn't pleased about her scrapes. "I made candy for you!"
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 23:48:08 GMT -5
"Make-up? Do you have any with you?" He asked, pulling her into the house and shutting the door. Jareth looked at the basket she had and sniffed, his mouth would've watered if he was a commoner or something like that, but he was refined, and thus he just nodded. "Thank you, Melody. And when we're at the ball do not speak sarcastically with any of them."
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Post by Milk on Dec 25, 2009 23:53:12 GMT -5
Melody frowned slightly. She wished he was a commoner sometimes...His cold responses really hurt her. "I don't own make up..." she answered slowly, getting ready for yet another fit where he was condescending and told her what was wrong with her and how she was an embarrassment. "I know, no sarcasm...What was that, lesson 3?" she asked, tone still sarcastic with him. She was still in a very good mood, despite his demeanor.
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Post by Koops on Dec 25, 2009 23:58:26 GMT -5
Jareth glared at her violently. "You'd better stop that." He gripped onto her chin, squeezing tightly for a second before letting go and turning around. "There's make-up in the bathroom, that woman from the shop added it in with all of the clothing and what not the both of you chose." He snapped at her, hands in his pockets. "Your clothes are hanging in my closet, hurry up and put them on, then cover that scratch up, you look like an idiot."
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Post by Milk on Dec 26, 2009 0:04:58 GMT -5
Melody stared at him, hurt stinging her gut again. He'd grabbed her chin so violently...It was odd...She handed him the pretty little basket with the candy. "I hope you like them, I spent all morning working on them," she mumbled, more to herself. She walked into the room with her clothes and got naked. She stepped into the bathroom to clean off the blood and bandage it up, and then she got dressed. Finally, she covered the cut with make-up and added some make up that went with her clothes. She added one finally touch and pulled her hair up into an elegant hair-cut. She'd been reading a book that came out recently on hair-styles, and she now knew what hairstyles went with which dresses and occasions. She finshed and came out of the room, standing before Jareth. She'd been in there for a little over an hour.
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Post by Koops on Dec 26, 2009 0:08:28 GMT -5
He had been standing out on his deck, he looked over his shoulder when he heard her come out of the bathrrom and then turned and walked over to her, looking her over. "Good." Jareth held a drink in his hand, he'd had a couple, so he was getting a little tipsy already, but he could control himself. "I tried that candy, it was good, thank you." He said, setting his drink down somewhere before he hooked an arm with hers and lead her out of his house.
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Post by Milk on Dec 26, 2009 0:11:07 GMT -5
Melody looked up at him. "You're welcome," she finally murmured and let him escort her. She was a little slower- the heals for this shoe were a little bigger than the last shoes, and silently walked with him.
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Post by Koops on Dec 26, 2009 0:16:46 GMT -5
They got to where Smith was holding his ball and Jareth escorted Melody in, standing tall and proud as per usual, eyes dark. He nodded to a couple of people that came in behind them and walked past them and what not. No matter what he had to be as polite as he possibly could.
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