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 Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 9:46 pm
Micah Boyé Micah began to play the song he muted the strings of the guitar for much of the song, allowing him to sing in a very harmonious high pitch. The song allowed him to tell a story of why he was who he was. Or at least what his soul was saying, he didn't know why really. He just sung what his soul told him to sing. His eyes were filled with the pain of years of violence, death and a love lost in a situation he could not control, he had his heart broken by someone whom to him fit everything he was looking for. She had lifted him up and then broke him down, so quick he had no way to regain his balance or stand up before she was gone. It was like he had been abandoned by god himself. When he finished he looked up at Mae and gave a deep deep breath, his eyes were soft again and lacked that depressed look. "Don't really know what that said really. The song had gone by so fast he did not know what he had said really, he didn't know if it was a song he would like to redo for another.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 1:12 pm
 ______________After he had finished his song and looked over at her, she felt the final urge of butterflies take over. She pushed herself to sit up and her hands reached out to cup his face and pull him toward her. Mae had met him half way until their faces were an inch from touching. She pushed herself more till she felt the warmth of his lips. It remained that way for a few seconds until she finally broke away from his soft touch. She sat back in shock of what she just had done. Her left hand lifted to feel with the pads of her fingers to her lips. They still felt the warmth slowly disappearing.
"I. . I'm sorry. I don't know where that came from."
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 1:24 pm
Micah Boyé Micah stared at Mae after she had kissed him. He was now in complete internal conflict, he didn't know what to do. For once Micah the seventeen year old who held more v-cards than any he had ever met was confused. His eyes looked back and forth, he wasn't sure what he should do, Mae was gorgeous but she was Cadeon's sister. The number one thing he didn't want to do was do anything to upset either of the two. They had bothered to treat him with kindness when he had just moved here. "It's al-alright. I'm sorry I should stop playing..." He said as he stood up to put his guitar away. He hadn't taken more than a step, inside his head he was fighting himself, the part of him that he had to hide behind wanted to jump Mae as she was, while whom he wanted to be was pushing forward trying to just not screw up for one.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 1:35 pm
______________Her hand fell as he got up from her bed. The blushing came again when he stopped himself from moving further. She thought he needed help to get out of the awkward situation. It made her feel selfish for doing what she did after all they had talked about.
"I guess I'll put the tray downstairs."
She scooted herself to the edge of the bed and carelessly hoped off and knocked over her glass of soda onto the wooden floor.
"s**t. . " she mumbled.
Mae got down on her knees and picked up a few of the napkins on tray and began dabbing the ground. Using one after the other to soak up the liquid. She would need to mop there later before it became too sticky.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 1:42 pm
Micah Boyé As the soda fell Micah went down for it just as he let his Guitar down as well. His head inches from Mae's as he helped her clean. He found himself constantly looking back at her. 's**t this isn't what should be happening,' he thought to himself as he patted away at the soda. He slowly stopped patting to soda with the napkin. Until he had no napkin in his hand and his hand was on the hand Mae used to support herself. What the ******** was he doing, which one of him was taking over?! He didn't know what was taking control of him, he wasn't sure if he liked it or if he should run but he was pretty much holding Mae's hand now
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 1:58 pm
______________She froze when Micah had helped her clean up the mess she made. She couldn't help but to smile. Mae hoped that they could look past her mistake and continue being friends and that he would forgive her for invading his personal space and wishes. He didn't seem to like the kiss so he could of seen it as harassment. She thought that until he put his hand on hers. Again she froze. Her head then slowly lifted so that she could look at him.
"Micah. ."
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 2:04 pm
Micah Boyé Micah was looking into Mae's eyes by now, he froze he didn't know what to do. When she said his name he brought his head in closer, he was trying to stop himself. He was going in to kiss Mae, but he hadn't yet. He was only approaching her his eyes soft and tender. 's**t s**t s**t, body listen to me for once!' Micah thought to himself. In a small mutter Micah responded to her question. "Yes?" He couldn't stop his words they came out in a sensual manner that were only fortified by his accent. He thought he was screwed, either way this was going to make someone the bad guy. In most scenarios it was going to be Micah.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 2:17 pm
______________Had she said the magic words? His name? Because he was coming closer to her now. Inching to her like a turtle on the beach. Each inch closer, she felt her heart pound harder and harder. It started to become hard to breathe from anticipation. She felt like she was going to pass out. His voice suddenly dropped into a sensual tone sending goosebumps up her arms. Mae could feel her eyelids growing heavy and her breaths becoming more shallow. All she could manage was a whisper.
"Kiss me."
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 2:27 pm
Micah Boyé With that word Micah's hand found Mae's cheek, and his lips hers. With an explosion of unknown passion Micah kissed Mae his hand caressing her face. His soft lips pressed against Mae's plush lips. He didn't even know where everything was coming from but he couldn't control himself. Something made him want to kill Mae, something made him want her. He found himself sitting up more as his chest pressed itself against Mae. His free hand wrapped around her in a kind caring embrace that spread warmth throughout the two. What the ******** was Micah thinking, this was a bad idea, but he couldn't help it, he wanted Mae like no other. For reasons he had not yet understood.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 2:52 pm
______________He worked on her command. Holding her face, she gasped just before his lips touched hers. Her eyes closed without resist. She loved the feel of his hand on her face, keeping it warm. She could feel him straightening his back. Not wanting to end the kiss she followed until their bodies had met and his other arm wrapped around her back holding her to him. Her hands were plaid against his chest with fingers sprawled. They slowly rose up his chest as the two continued working their lips together in a romantic dance. Her fingers ran up his bare neck and to the back of his head. Mae could feel her back making slope, straining her body to be closer with his. As they embraced, she wondered how long it had been since she was aroused as she was now. Like ecstasy in a red headed package.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 3:00 pm
Micah Boyé Micah pulled Mae in so close that it was like they were glued to one another. His left hand rubbed Mae's face while he slowly leaned back pulling Mae with him towards the floor. He couldn't help but have his right hand grab the door next to him and softly swing it shut. His lips made soft precise movements with Mae's as though it were a dance of passion. His muscles up against Mae and his soft sensitive skin caressing her face. Micah's Golden eyes found their way to a soft fluttering shut, his back finally touched the floor and his legs slowly relaxed and stretched out. Mae now on top of him and gravity pushing them even closer to one another Micah was at a form of passionate, peace filled with sensual touch and feeling. He never remembered such moments with anyone, save Terra. Other times had been nothing but lust and greed while this, this was true passion and want not the raw unrefined lust he had felt back in France.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 3:13 pm
______________Mae giggled as she peeked a glance at him closing her bedroom door while pulling her down to lay on top of him. Her hands grabbed a bit of his hair when she felt his muscle flexing but gently let go to return to his chest. Mae finally pulled away trying to steady her breathing.
"Are you sure this is okay with you, Micah," she asked softly.
Her eyes opened to see him in such a relaxed state. His lips glinted from light reflecting of the dampness they gave in their kisses. She smiled feeling the butterflies inside her again. She still didn't understand where it came from but at the moment she really didn't care. This was bliss and nothing could ruin it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 12:18 am
Micah Boyé Micah kissed Mae softly one last time before she asked him the humble question. His soft soft smile crept across his face."I'm sure I'm okay with it." His arm brought her back to him as he gave her the softest and warmest kiss he could muster. His eyes looking her so deeply, lovingly, and kindly in the eyes. Was it alright really for this to be happening. Who really knew? Micah was in an eternal form of serene trance-like peace. What was he doing one would ask, well to Micah he was simply being happy. He had been in a pile of s**t for so long and a form of sparking connection had thrust him and Mae into an otherwise probable mix of compatibility.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:35 pm
______________She nibbled on her lower lip as she watched his own form a smile. His words made her smile even more. Mae laughed softly when he pulled her back down to him. They were so soft and tender. His natural scent smelled amazing to her, as if drawing her more to him. Strange how things can progress so fast from disliking him, to liking him a lot. Between kisses, she started speaking.
"Micah. . We should hang out. . More often. ."
Then it dawned on her that she didn't know much about him but only what he went through with girls in France. She didn't know if he had anything, or how old he was. Mae prayed in the back of her mind that he wasn't too young. She liked to date older men but he didn't look like an older man. He could be made an exception, especially with the muscles that kept flexing beneath her weight.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 8:42 pm
Micah Boyé Micah's smile grew at the notion of hanging out more often, he really was interested in knowing more about Mae before they became serious. His lips wrapped themselves around Mae's one last time before he gave her a soft kiss on her neck. His eyes looking Mae kindly in the eyes. He gave a sigh of satisfaction before he laid his head back down."I'd love to hang out more often, it'd be a waste of our time if it was only this every day." He said referring to his wish to get to know Mae more than anything.
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