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Heavenly Floetic Sins Crew
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 Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 5:38 pm
Time: Mid-Afternoon
Season: Fall
Place: Tezu's House...
Theme: Bribery
--Too lazy to rewrite the whole prompt over---
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 6:06 pm
The Graphite pencil glided across the white, textured paper of her sketchbook. Hundreds of long, light strokes of graphite now decorated the paper, coming together to form a light sketch of the individual that was currently in front of the artist. She was currently having a bit of trouble drawing him. Usually, with this particular person, she did not have no type of trouble drawing him, but because she was trying out a new style she was having a hell of trouble. This frustrated her a bit, but she wasn't going to give up until she got it right. Her golden orbs stared down at the sketch pad in slight annoyance as she puffed her cheeks out. Yomiko adjusted herself on the couch, still sketching and occasionally looking up at Tezuka as he idly did his thing. She made a mental note of his closer facial features as if she hadn't before. "Hey, can you turn your head a bit... just so I can see that sexy mole of yours...," She asked him with a grin, a light chuckle following it as well. "And I'm sure that the fangirls would love to see it too..." Yomiko remarked under her breath, low enough so Tezu wouldn't hear her remark.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 6:17 pm
Tezuka turned his head a little to the right, shifting his chin's position on his hand as he looked back at Yomiko with a sense of boredom. "This better?" He asked, giving her that comical version of 'I'm a sexy beast'. Normally he wouldn't mind posing for her and her drawings, whatever she did, but he was slowly becoming more tired than he was when he'd first come home. She was nice enough to ambush him not even ten minutes after he'd come home and 4 different pictures and poses later there he was, sitting atop a stool in the foyer. With his feet propped up on the lower spokes he was holding his head off to the right side, leaning forward as he starred into where Yomiko had instructed him to look with his face. His eyes however were watching Yomiko work, a small smile glazing over his features as he watched her go. It was amusing to say the least, but he was still on the verge of boredom and his a** was officially asleep now. "Are we done with hard surfaces, yet?" He grumbled loudly through his fingers. "My a** is dead now." A yawn escaped his mouth as he finished his query, teary eyes blinking lightly as he sighed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 6:41 pm
"Because your a** is dead... I am assuming that you are bored, old man?" She asked him, emotionlessly, as she concentrated on the picture. Now that she actually had a good mental image of him and a good rough sketch of the current position that he was in, she guessed he can go about his business. Go about his business, that is, until she needed him for another pose. With this new style she wanted to perfect and the fact that Tezuka [or at least his look alike on her website] was in high demand with the fangirls and fanboys that frequented her web page. Yomiko found it a bit funny that Tezu had the highest fanbase, that she knew of, than the others that she often drew. The others happened to be 'look-alikes' of their real-life counterparts, who just happen to be most of the men that were currently in Yomiko's life at the moment. If any of them actually found out what the sketches were for, there was sure to be some sort of craziness which would eventually lead to some sort of 'you-have-to-shut-down-your-website' type of thing. She didn't want that happening anytime soon. Yomiko cracked a small smile at the thought of their reactions whenever they found out. Priceless.
"I'm sure you had a verryyy lonnnggg exxennsssiivveee day at work... How about you just go... and rest for a while..." She told him, a bit too sweetly, as she continued to sketch. A very mischievous idea made it's debut, prompting Yomiko to actually play her part. Oh yeah, she'll get more page views like this. "I mean, I do want you to have some energy for your little surprise tonight..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 7:04 pm
With eyebrows raised Tezuka looked at her with a wide-eyed expression on his face, a mixture of excitement and suspicion. Considering the individual talking about surprises, regardless that they were lovers, he had to take into consideration that the little surprise she meant might be something he'd be scarred for life from. He shrugged this off though, sliding off the stool to gently pad over to her and sit down carefully next to her. Throwing his arms around her, he leaned over to kiss her head lightly, trying not to move her too much since she appeared to still be drawing. "I think this is a good place to rest." He smirked, eyes turning over to glance at the sketch pad as she went about drawing him in on the stool.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 7:29 pm
Yomiko didn't catch that look that he gave her, but she knew very well what he was thinking. And what he was thinking, she knew that he was very wrong. Entirely wrong. Nothing like that was going to happen like that, not if she had something to say about it. The artist did not pay him no attention as he sat down beside her and planted an affectionate kiss on her head, a bit irked. This was beginning not to work out in her favor. She expected him to go to his room, not stay downstairs with her. Yomiko tensed when she sensed him watching her draw, now feeling a bit uncomfortable. The woman stopped drawing at together, placing her sketchpad on the floor. It wasn't the fact that he was watching her, but the fact that what she was supposed to be drawing wouldn't sit right with her boyfriend, nor any of the other drawings in the sketchbook. She couldn't risk the fact that he was going to see it, not just yet. Maybe she can find a way to get him out of the room or something. Yomiko gave him a small smile. "I don't think this would be a good place to rest. The couch is a bit uncomfortable... why not go up to your room ins---," Yomiko stopped herself. From the way that she was talking, it would seem like she was hiding something. Well, technically she was trying to hide something but still. "Seriously Tezu..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 7:34 pm
"What?!" He asked in an exasperated chuckle. "Is it so much to ask to let me watch you draw?" He sighed, tilting his head a little as he eyed her. "You the type of artist that gets all 'panties in a bunch' when people watch you do your s**t or somethin'?" a small laughed escaped him. His right leg sprang up now, settling on top of his left knee as he looked at her. "If you want me to leave then just say so, alright? It's not like it's that big of a deal to see what you're drawing, but c'mon!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 7:59 pm
Oh... It's that big of a deal. If only he knew what he was saying right now, Yomiko was sure that he would feel like a dumbass. Yomiko didn't bother to reply to the comment about her panties getting in a bunch or something like that. He wouldn't even begin to understand what she was trying to do. Yomiko inched closer to him, even though they were extremely close to each other. Normally, she wouldn't allow someone to be this close, but considering what he meant to her, he was an exception. She placed her index finger on his cheek, slowly trailing her long nail against his skin until it made it's way to the jawbone. "Don't be such a baby... I was intending on taking a break, anyway...," Not really. But what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, and she knew that it was totally true in this situation. "And it's not that I want you to leave, it's just that I'm just trying to watch out for you, old man. Stop getting so defensive, Mr. Producer-man... Just... go find somewhere to relax."
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 8:40 pm
A small chill crept over Tezuka's body as Yomiko unintentionally tickled his skin, feeling a ripple of shivers consume him as he sigh through his nose, nostrils flaring uncontrollably for a moment. "I'm not getting defensive." He said in a distracted tone. Oh boy was he not getting defensive. If anything else it was something entirely different from that. "I, uh, am just. Stuff, and yeah." The sudden display of overt affection really caught him off-guard. He was usually the one doing it though, suddenly feeling quite disarmed as she almost toyed with him. It was cruel, but in a sexy way. his heart raced a little bit as his lip fidgeted and fumbled for words that weren't exactly entirely there for him to use. "I could, always, ya' know look the other way or somethin'." He conceded finally, not able to say much else.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 9:10 pm
Yomiko smiled a bit. He was such a sucker when he became like this. In some odd way, Yomiko thought it was kind of cute. She knew what she was doing to him at the moment, not intending to go far with it or even anywhere with it at all. She removed her hand away from his jawbone for the time being. Okay, now she messed up. She needed to find a way to get him out of this room. Violence? Maybe? Probably so. Yomiko didn't want him to have a case with her but he need to get out if the way. At this point, Violence has to be the answer. She sighed a bit before she raised her hand a bit and slapped him hard across his face. Maybe.. this will work.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 9:21 pm
Tezuka felt the pain before realizing he had been struck. The gaze that was once looking at Yomiko with a sense of frustrated urgency was now staring at the floor, a wide-eyed mess of something. His mouth stayed open for a second as he gasped during the whole thing, opening his mouth more as he popped his jaw. It wasn't like she hit him hard or anything, but she definitely knew where to hit to make things come undone. "DAMN, WOMAN!" He shouted, still looking at the floor for a second before turning his head back to actually look at her. A little bit of anger peaked inside him, suddenly feeling the urge to return the favor. He quickly squashed these thoughts and stood up, removing himself from the situation. "Next time just fawkin' ask!" His accent changed a little, revealing the thick East coast dip in the middle of words that seemed more akin to Zanza than Tezuka. "Jesus, ********> He threw up his hands and skulked away, now more agitated than stimulated, but still fairly frustrated by the sexual presumptions turned into violence. "Ugh!" He said in an exasperated tone as he moved away to the kitchen. "I love you too!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 8:33 pm
Once Tezu stormed into the kitchen, Yomiko couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Wow, so worked up over a measly slap. That was Tezu for you. The woman shrugged to herself, slowly slipping off the couch to go retreive a couple of things from upstairs before Tezu decided to come back, if he ever came back that is. It was fine with her if he didn't speak with her for the rest of the day, she didn't care. As long as she got the shots she needed for her sites, she was fine. Yomiko rushed upstairs to get her camera, laptop, and other things not worth mentioning. A few minutes later, she came back downstairs and set up her little 'station', base of operations. Hopefully, that slap to the face would keep Tezu away from her for the time being. Yomiko bit her lip in thought, wondering if she needed anything else to perform this operation.
Rope? Yeah, rope. And some silly putty... Yomiko, mentally, made a list of whatever she needed. She knew these items would be around the house somewhere, but she just didn't know where. SHE didn't know, but Zanza did. Off to find the idiot...
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