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Post by Ventia on Feb 6, 2016 23:33:34 GMT -5
(( Decoii)) She was a tease. Saving him from his own version of hell in the beginning. Making him get accused to having her around all the time. Forcing herself in his life and heart. Making him accept things about himself and falling in love with her. Only to leave in the end. Hugh remembered the first few days, how he used to call her whenever he had a chance. Hoping she had that phone he had given her and was still paying today in case one day she decided to just call him. After the third day or so. He stopped calling her so often and minimized it to once a day for another week. Then? Well Hugh got the message. He stopped calling her. She didn't want to talk with him. He thought she needed space. What happened in the forest. It had scared her. He vividly remembered her saying that actually. So for the first few weeks. Hell. The first month or so. He wasn't worried-well no. He was worried. But it wasn't them he was worried about. He was more worried about whether or not she was taking care of herself. He tried to believe in the feelings that he assumed they had for each other. He based his feelings for her to be the same as her feelings for him. Two months. With nothing-not even a voicemail back, Hugh decided that he was going to stop waiting like a lost little puppy for some woman. He wouldn't allow himself to go back into that state where he allowed himself to waste away because of a woman. He thought of all the woman in his past and ran a hand through his hair, he cut it again so that it was neatly trimmed a few inches above his shoulders. The same day he decided to forget about her was the same day he got himself a date. When Hugh wanted something. He usually got it. Usually. Since lately the one thing he really wanted had vanished. Hugh heard his jaguar make a sound and Hugh glanced up at the medium height blonde woman who was walking up to him. She was a beauty. Long legs. Thin waist. Long blonde hair. A bit too straight for his liking but he could overlook that. Pretty green eyes. Full lips. Human. Hugh forced a smile to come to his lips and held the door open for her. "After you," They were at a well known restaurant, sitting by a window in a dimmed light booth. The girl-Reina was going on about something that she found interesting and Hugh was silently listening, hearing what she said but mostly just staring at her. When she shifted her head a little to the left and glanced down to blush, her hair would curl a little, hiding her face and reminding him of someone else. Hugh forced the image out of his head and focused on Reina. Humming in encouragement to continue talking while sitting up straighter, his silver eyes landing on Reina's neck and his fingers trailing over her wrist, the touch making her stop speaking. Hugh smiled slowly, "Want to get out of here?"
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Post by Decoii on Feb 7, 2016 11:33:37 GMT -5
It was cute.
Really.
She felt her teeth rotting with each blush the blonde bimbo would send HIS way. Honestly, the way she moved as she talked excitedly made her want to puke up her insides and then some- seriously, that was a good thing. She wasn't being bitter and she definitely was not glaring.
"Are you sure you wouldn't like to take a seat while you wait for your company to arrive?" The waiter asked again but Caroline simply shook her head in his direction, she couldn't look away from the scene in front of her. It wasn't like she could be angry with him. She left him and he called every day for the last two months until yesterday. What was she to expect?
She didn't fucking know.
One day of not getting a phone call and she was running back faster then she ran away. Seriously, the first and only thing she thought was that something horrible happened to him. Her imagination was a bigger bitch then she ever could be and she had to make sure he was okay. Except he was doing just fine, on a date, not in a hospital dying.
He was doing okay... Now she wasn't.
It wasn't like he broke her heart- no. He moved on and during this whole time she never really thought of THAT happening. She was stupid and obviously bitter. She smiled and shook her head, putting down the menu that she had used to hide her staring. Hugh's back was towards her, the bimbo didn't know her. She could just walk away and break the window to his car for worrying her or better yet- set his house on fire.
Seriously, she wasn't bitter, she wasn't, not even jealous. Seriously.
Then he leaned forward and said what he did and she stopped imagining herself bashing his windows with a bat and started substituting his head instead of the window. Caroline found herself moving towards their booth, menu still in hand and she simply slid in next to Hugh, placing the menu on the table and crossing her hands on top of it as she smiled politely (seriously, the smile wasn't deadly AT ALL) at the bimbo.
"Planning on leaving so soon?" She asked, glaring at the blonde before turning her head to look up at Hugh, grin on her face. "I heard they have amazing chocolate cheesecake, it'd be a pity if you miss out, honestly."
She tilted her head to the side, blonde curls covering her face for a second before she brushed the curls aside and laid her elbows on the table, "How rude of me, Hugh, introduce us why don't you?" She shook her head and leaned back in her seat, looking too relaxed. "You have a thing for blondes, don't you?"
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Post by Ventia on Feb 8, 2016 4:42:43 GMT -5
Hugh was a large man, standing at six feet and six inches with wide shoulders and a moderate build so he took the majority of the booth; meaning that when someone sat next to him, their whole side was pressed up against his especially since he wasn't really sitting all the way to the right. A little chill went down his spine at the heat pressing up against him and Hugh found himself turning his head and staring down at the woman who left him.
He wasn't sure what to feel. This morning he had been about to call her once again which had become a morning routine when his finger paused against the touch screen of his phone and instead of pressing her name and waiting for it to go to voicemail, he decided to stop. Which was why he was on this date. Seeing her there. Hearing her voice. It annoyed him to know that the day he decided to stop thinking about her, she showed up right in front of him. Aggravating as always, she was.
Her voice though. His eyebrow twitched at her words and he couldn't restrain, he glanced at Reina (whom was almost forgotten at this point) and curled his lips. "Oh. I was planning on having dessert." His silver eyes darken as he narrowed his gaze on Reina, ignoring Caroline as much as possible, "I'd wager it's much sweeter than some cheesecake, isn't that right Reina?"
Reina blushed, forgetting the moment of anger when she saw some random woman sit next to her date. Matter of fact, it was pretty easy to forget-it not momentarily-about the woman when Hugh was mentioning tasting her and having her as dessert. Her heart slammed against her chest at the image of Hugh on top of her or well really between her thighs... "Yes," she said breathlessly, smiling slowly. "It would be a pity if you didn't have dessert."
Hugh smiled at Reina which made her blush once more before snapping his gaze back to Caroline at the blonde remark. He narrowed his gaze on her, but then smiled and glanced back at back at Reina. Hugh shrugged, not denying the fact.
"Reina, this is Caroline, my ex. After all, that is what you are Caroline." Hugh turned and this time didn't look away from her face. For a few short seconds he allowed his eyes to roam all over her face before slowly running down her body until his eyes found hers again. "This is Reina, my date. Which you are interrupting."
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Post by Decoii on Feb 8, 2016 16:54:40 GMT -5
She was still looking at him, eyebrows arched and that signature cocky curve to her lips that told him that yes, she was being a bitch on purpose and she loved every second of it. The tingles that ran up her side from the contact with him was the only reason why her heart was beating at such a high speed, really, it was. She tilted her head further and winked at him, biting the corner of her lower lip as her eyes moved down to his lips. Those tingles were also starting to make her throb in places that she didn't expect to be affected but didn't seem to mind.
Of course, until he opened his mouth and said what he did.
But then again, her relationship with Hugh was 95% need of punching him in the face and 5% need of having him inside her. Still, she mentally gave herself a pat in the head for simply keeping her eyes on him and doing nothing more bit biting her lip harder at his words. She didn't know what her initial reaction would have been but she was both surprised and extremely violent-feeling at the stab his words had to her heart. Breathing out through her mouth, she realized that it took a lot of effort not to get up and do... Something. So the fact that she simply sat up, rolled her eyes and looked away from him made her feel proud of herself,"Oh God, kill me Aready." She muttered openly before laying her hands on her lap. "If I wanted to listen to cheep porn pickup lines I would have definitely stayed home."
A grin slowly appeared on her face as she moved her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck to him. Her body had physically reacted to him and she knew how strong her scent was for the smallest of things. All it took of her was to roll her eyes and glance at the area around them to notice the extra eyes on her. Small glances and once overs. She even gave a small wave at a male across the room. Of course, she shifted her hair only to bare her mark in his direction. He wanted to play games? She could play too.
She glanced over at the bimbo, faking innocents and leaning forward."Oh, no you took him wrong. He has a severe food fetish," She glaced at Hugh quickly then openly dismissed him as she moved her hand and waved it in the air. "You know like, cheesecake and sweet things..." She combined her hands in front of her, making a motion of putting something on top of each other. Even if the girl understood what she was saying she rolled her eyes and groaned. "Let me explain better. He isn't talking about your pussy being sweeter then cheesecake. He's talking about your pussy being sweeter with cheesecake on it. Be careful, infections down there are a real thing." She added as she made a smearing motion before sitting back.
She looked at Hugh and faked a gasp. "My god, thank you for trying to make things awkward Mr. Ex-boyfriend. After all, you're the one that wouldn't stop blowing up my cellphone." She looked at Reina, a fake sad frown on her face. " You see just yesterday he was still calling me. Like he did every day for the last couple of months. Acting like he'd die without me and when he didn't today- do you blame me for seeking him out in concern?" She looked over at Hugh, her hands hiding under the table on her lap and she slowly shifted on up his knee, into his inner thigh until she was cupping him under the table. "/he acted like he'd die without me and well, I believed he would." She said a bit breathlessly.
After all, was it that bad to remind Hugh that he would die without her? She could already feel strength returning to her and she felt warmer too- which had nothing to do with what she was doing under the table.
Really.
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Post by Ventia on Feb 8, 2016 18:10:57 GMT -5
Hugh told himself to ignore her. She was the one who left him and he had already decided to not let her get to him but everything she was doing was getting under his skin. He forced himself to take a deep breath, attempting to calm himself down but all it did was made him remember that sweet heady scent of her arousal. Of its own will, his body reacted to her. The thigh that was against hers pressed harder into her body, his fingers itched to touch her and his groin pulsed with need.
God she was annoying. "Watching porn nowadays huh? Such a sad means of getting off." Hugh however did stray his eyes towards the bared neck. Seeing his mark-the one he placed on her after that night in the club where he first admitted he liked her-made the beast inside of him growl and try to claw out to get her. To run his fingers along her delicate looking neck and close them around her throat and squeeze until she turned red and her pulse beat rapidly against his skin. Hugh forced the image out of his head, though even without mental pictures of Caroline, she still managed to make his blood run hot.
He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, "Oh no. I definitely meant that your pussy would taste sweeter than cheesecake, Reina dear. The only reason why I smeared sweets on yours, Caroline, was because you weren't sweet enough for me." She wanted to try to embarrass him in front of someone? Two could play at that game.
Hugh glared at her. Feeling the need to grab her by that damn mass of hair and shut her up. He was fine all thoughout the date. Like usual. Nothing could get under his skin until this little shit came next to him. But dammit. He hated how good it felt to be next to her. To feel the warmth against his side that evolved into tingles that caused shudders to run through him and down to his cock.
"I...um..." Reina was flushed red all the way down to her chest, not sure what to say or do. It was one thing hinting at the activities that were going to happen in the bedroom. Another thing whatsoever to hear both of them say it outloud to the point that others were now staring at the group of them.
He flinched a little at the feel of her hand and couldn't restrain himself from closing his eyes. When he opened them, those silver blue eyes were trained on Caroline and his upper lip curled a bit. He was angry at her but damn if he let this go. His hand closed around hers against his groin and he pressed her closer to him. He was straining against her hand and he stared at Reina, his hand guiding hers, tingling at the contact.
"She wasn't stable enough to be left alone. I didn't want her to get into any trouble so what was the one thing that any sane person would come running if they were told. Death right? I was her boyfriend. I thought she cared enough to come running to me if I told her I couldn't live without her. But. Well seems like i wasn't important enough." Hugh shrugged, forcing her to unzip his pants because he needed to feel those tingles running up his groin. "Also, I thought I could help her. You know me, being a psychologist and all. But sometimes? Well. People are just a lost case." His words hurt. But damn. So did hers and when Hugh was with her, he lost the ability to stop and think. She forced things out of him and made him want to slap her and kiss her and choke her and make sweet love to her all in one second.
"Um....I think I should go..."
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Post by Decoii on Feb 8, 2016 21:52:17 GMT -5
Caroline could feel the atmosphere change. She saw the bimbo blush and knew she was feeling awkward and uncomfortable and it made her giggle. Her giggles died when she would feel heat on the side of her face. She didn't habe to look at Hugh to feel him looking at her, and the heat would follow on other parts of her body and she knew whatever part of herself heated it was under his gaze. She loved it, however, at the moment she wanted to hate it and it annoyed her because it was distracting and it affected her in ways that kept her from being too cocky.
She listened to what he was saying but didn't bite the bullet. Instead, she let out a moan and arched her back. It looked like she was stretching to the bimbo and anyone else around. But the smell of her arousal was becoming more obvious to herself and she groaned hating it. She wanted to hide from Hugh what he was doing to her and it wasn't possible. Her moan and arch was definitely to... Other things. Things that happened under the table and she knew he would know this. It wasn't until the bimbo interrupted again that she snapped out of her daze. Her hands working on him, tightening and teasing with the tips of her fingers as he encouraged her further.
Blinking, she finally registered everything said by Hugh and frowned openly. "No you're fine, Bim-I mean- Reina, right?" She pretended as if her stumble was on the girls name and shook her head. "Things seem to have been going well and I wouldn't be able to sleep at night if I ruined your day." Bullshit, she was going to sleep like a baby. "I just wanted to say hello and leave."
Finally she turned to Hugh, adding him in the conversation. "Of course, you always had a taste for my blood. I wouldn't expect you to like sweets. Besides, I'm not artificial. I don't taste like diabetes and obesity." It was a small comment but when she said she wasn't artificial the jab was definitely there and aimed at his date. She shrugged, pumping faster and tightening her hands on him before pulling it away. She brought her hand up and placed her thumb in her mouth, sucking on it and getting a taste, seeing as her thumb had been teasing his head and was slightly moist. She sucked on it for a bit longer before pulling the thumb out of her mouth. "Sorry, bad habit." She said, as a comment to her sucking.
"Where was I? Oh, yeah, about me being a lost cause and unstable." She pointed to Hugh, "He's completely right. Of course, half of my problems get worse around him and so please don't let me ruin this. Like he said, people are a lost case. Thank you for your blunt honesty, therapist." She said sarcastically before laughing and getting up. "You guys have fun, alright?" She said, then without stopping, even if called, she left the restaurant. Could she have said more? Argued? Yes. Her reaction to him would have been as if he had hurt her, and maybe that was true. Caroline took a breath of the clean crisp air outside and cleared her lungs from his scent.
He pissed her off.
He turned her on just as much.
Maybe she could show him how much of an unstabled bitch she could be or she could show him how much of a lost case. She bit her tongue, knowing she could have pointed out the fact that she had left him not the other way around and that maybe, he was the lost case in the situation and not her. Regardless, she knew it would take them a minute to get their bill and pay so she took a second to gather herself and ignore her throbbing lady parts.
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Post by Ventia on Feb 9, 2016 1:26:27 GMT -5
Hugh forced his other hand to remain where it was. Fisted on the table instead of where it wanted to go. Like between her legs. Or around her throat. Or in her hair. At the first touch of her hand against his skin, shudders of pleasure ran through him due to those damn tingles. He strained against her fingers, his body having a mind of its own that his hips rocked slightly into her hand, his hand urging her on more.
His lips curled at the sound of her moan and he deeply inhaled, breathing in her heady scent and finding it hard to concentrate on her words-those assaulting damn words-when her fingers were making him damn near lose his mind.
Hugh watched her leave, still fighting the urge to not go after her and fill her with his needing shaft. He stared down at himself, ignoring Reina and quickly pushed his junk where it belong and zipped up his pants. He didn't hear what Reina was saying, right now all he could see was Caroline. God, he wondered if she enjoyed the taste of him. He forced the thought away and reminded himself of the fact that he was done with her. She had left. He told himself he was moving on. Simple as that.
"Let's go." Hugh stood, his erection wasn't as notable in his dark jeans so he didn't worry about passerby's. Not that he would really care if people saw how hard he was. He hated the fact that she still had a effect on him. Caroline was...she was someone who managed to get under his skin so easily. He loved it and hated it at the same time. Right now though. He hated it.
"Or do you not want to leave with me anymore?" Hugh stared at Reina again for the first time since Caroline left, he hadn't been listening to her before or really paying attention to her. When Caroline was around, everyone else faded into the background.
"I guess...that was awkward..."
"Hmm." Hugh hummed and lead the way towards the front, already having paid for the dinner before Caroline showed up so all he did was open the diners door and gentlemanly allowed Reina to get out first.
"Your place or mine?" Hugh asked loud enough to be heard by Caroline. He smelled her nearby and yes. He wanted her to know. Distantly he realized what a child he was being. Trying to make Caroline jealous. She left him. For reasons he still didn't know. She wouldn't come back because of some silly blonde. Not that he wanted her back but still. He wanted to get under her skin as she had gotten under his.
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Post by Decoii on Feb 10, 2016 16:03:16 GMT -5
It took her a couple of deep breaths to defog her mind of Hugh and all of that testosterone and hardness. But as soon as her mind was clear, the words registered like a ton pound rock in the center of her stomach and she gasped and quickly turned towards the window, glancing into the window to see him still in his seat. She was trembling now and it had little to do with her previous state and more to do with her need to shift and kill his ass.
When she saw them get up, she turned around and made her way through the cars, she had taken a taxi here but she needed to walk -or stomp- off the steam before she did anything or talked to anyone because she felt like she was going to snap. She had never been this annoyed in her whole life and she didn't know why she felt so confused in her head on how to feel. Yes, she thought she felt angry and that's what she pushed for. But anger didn't make her want to cry, anger didn't make her feel so tired. It wasn't anger and she wasn't going to think about it.
"Your place or mine?" His voice cut through her mental tangent and made her freeze and look back. Except she was hidden around the corner and behind some cars so he wouldn't see her and she was glad she didn't have to see him. After all that he was still aiming to get off? Had he been less affected? Had his arousal been directed at the Bimbo but he made her touch him to it? Covering her face, she laughed silently to herself.
Fuck this shit.
She was Caroline fucking Parker and she'd be damned if some fucking psychopathic physiatrist got to her in such a fucking way. Shaking her head, she turned around and kept walking, seeing his car in the parking lot and stopping suddenly. Grinning, she looked around further and made sure no one could see her as she walked towards his car quickly. "If the player wants to play..." She mumbled to herself as she took the phone out of her back pocket and swung it at the front window of the car, shattering it. Grinning, she jogged off away from him, turning the corner to disappear from view of the parking lot before waving at a bus to stop to keep it from closing it's doors. She got into the bus and it took off seconds after as she dug in her pocket for money.
"Someone looks like their having a good day." The driver commented and Caroline couldn't help but laugh. " "Actually it was ass. But I just turned it around in my favor."
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Post by Ventia on Feb 23, 2016 11:40:13 GMT -5
The shrill sound of shattering glass pierced the night air, Hugh froze for a few seconds, his ears eating up on the sound of every individual shard of glass falling against another before the car alarm screamed out. His ears rang, his muscles clenched in anger, and instantly when he snapped his gaze towards the general direction of his car, he saw a figure jogging off.
Lips curled, showcasing the white gleam of his teeth as he watched the figure turn the corner. He could easily run after her-yes he knew it was Caroline. Only she would do something like that and just run away. Any other person would stayed a bit, tried to steal something of value-maybe the radio or rummage through the glove compartment-something. Caroline? She wrecked chaos and went away laughing. A shiver went down to his groin and he forced the arousal away. She was crazy and god he missed it. He wouldnt let her know that however but whereas normal people would look back to this day with anger, he would be smiling.
You could run after her. The jaguar whispered in his ear, and Hugh knew this as well. He could easily run after her, make her submit to him or hell, submit to her (he loved her in command) and fuck her well into the morning in their bed until she passed out from pleasure and he could make sure that every single door, window, everything was locked and all his keys were locked. After all, his windows were hurricane proof. She couldnt just break it and escape. And once he made sure she had no way of leaving him again if he didnt wake up, he would eased next to her in bed and just...hold her and watch her sleep.
He could do it. His jagaur urged him on. Anything the blonde was saying next to him couldnt be heard over the roar of his thoughts. It would be so easy. Run after her, play the game of cat and mouse, until they couldnt resist to the seduction and then he would have her back in his arms. Every ounce of his body begged him to do just that...he didnt. Things never worked out the way he wanted to with Caroline. And honestly he was tired of playing games with her. He put himself out there, she forced him to accept things about himself, and now he was tired of playing.
He wanted her. Craved her. Just being in her presence for a mere ten minutes made him feel better than in the last few weeks. But he wasnt going to chase her anymore. She left for a reason, she told him he had scared her the last time he saw her. Why would he force her to be with him if she was afraid?
Hugh walked to his car, forgotten the blonde, and stared at the phone that was sitting innocently amidst the glass. He smiled, took a deep inhale of Caroline's scent and then opened his car door. He flinched at the pain of the shards as he pushed them off his seat and once he was done, he bit at his hand, pulling at the shards with his teeth before spitting them out, licking at the blood. Enjoying it.
He wanted to taste her.
Hugh eased into the car and simply drove off.
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