Someone's gotta lose [[Roxie]]
Jan 19, 2009 3:05:35 GMT -5
Post by Elijah Emerson on Jan 19, 2009 3:05:35 GMT -5
Maybe it had been stupid of Eljah to actually suggest such a ridiculous game of “Who can hold out the longest.” Of course it had been stupid, Before Elijah had come along brandishing his guns and nice chest –okay given, Roxanne loved him for more than his body – and his charisma, Roxanne hadn’t known what intimacy was or what it entailed. Her morals and teachings at fused themselves into her head as wrong and immoral, and damning. But apparently, she’d gotten over a few of them, to Elijah’s glee. But stupidly, he’d gone and challenged her to said contest listed above – we did say he wasn’t all that intelligent didn’t we? – and now he hadn’t touched her properly in days, because he was too in tune with his pride to admit defeat. Well screw defeat, he was going over to her dorm to help her give in to temptation so that he’d win twice over.
He’d get bragging rights, and best of all, he’d get to be with his very sexy – especially when challenging – girlfriend. His plan was fool-proof. There’d been nothing in the contract about not touching, but it was more an unspoken rule that intimacy was not allowed, in any form. But touching, small…annoying and barely-touching-at-all contact was in his power. And he knew just how to make her weak. Especially with words. And that was the same cocky attitude that had gotten him into this mess, and it was the same cocky attitude that would get him out. How’s that for irony? Knocking on her door, he placed both hands against the door frame, waiting for the door to swing open and reveal beauty, which he would kiss heavily on the lips – it also hadn’t been against the rules and his hands would be busy supporting his weight, and this also had effects on Roxanne. Fool-proof. Heh.
He’d get bragging rights, and best of all, he’d get to be with his very sexy – especially when challenging – girlfriend. His plan was fool-proof. There’d been nothing in the contract about not touching, but it was more an unspoken rule that intimacy was not allowed, in any form. But touching, small…annoying and barely-touching-at-all contact was in his power. And he knew just how to make her weak. Especially with words. And that was the same cocky attitude that had gotten him into this mess, and it was the same cocky attitude that would get him out. How’s that for irony? Knocking on her door, he placed both hands against the door frame, waiting for the door to swing open and reveal beauty, which he would kiss heavily on the lips – it also hadn’t been against the rules and his hands would be busy supporting his weight, and this also had effects on Roxanne. Fool-proof. Heh.