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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 2, 2009 16:14:11 GMT -6
Chace grinned as Sam flinched. At her words he laughed lightly, then whispered "Well I'm already one point up." His eyes remained closed as he felt her lips brush his neck once more. He restrained another moan, grinning again instead. His eyes opened as her lips moved towards his, but he made no move to catch a full kiss. If this was enough for Sam, then it was enough for him. As she asked, he noticed the somewhat playful tone in her voice. "Well, that just depends. Some people are more sensitive than others." He whispered, his mouth moving towards her ear. He moved his hands to her lower back, and gently massaged it, whilst gently kissing just underneath her jaw line. He waited for a reaction...
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 2, 2009 16:24:09 GMT -6
San raised an eyebrow when Chace said he was up by one point already. She smirked and shook her head slightly. She sighed softly when he began massaging her lower back. She hadn't had a massage in a long time. When Chace began kissing below her jaw was when she really gave in. Sam moaned softly and moved closer to Chace. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. The massage was great but the neck kissing was what really did it.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 3, 2009 3:12:44 GMT -6
Hearing Sam's sigh, he continued the massage just as gently. At her moan, a smirk curved the corners of his lips, yet he kept the kisses going, his lips brushing along her jaw line. Same moved in closer, so Chace bent his arms slightly so that the massage could continue. After a few minutes, Chace pulled back slowly, smiling softly as he saw the look on Sam's face. He ran his finger gently down her jawline, before whispering with a grin "Chace 2 - Sam 1"
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 3, 2009 16:02:30 GMT -6
Sam sighed once more and opened her eyes when Chace stopped kissing her. She shivered with pleasure when he lightly ran a finger across her jaw line. Sam smiled and shook her head softly when Chace told her the score. Because you cheated! She whispered accusingly. Sam giggled and wrapped her arms around his back. She began lightly running her fingers up and down his spine, careful not to hurt one of his wounds.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 4, 2009 16:07:45 GMT -6
Chace's smile spread as he noticed her reaction. "Cheated how exactly?" he whispered in a low voice, stepping in closer and stretching to his full height in mock intimidation. As her arms wrapped around him, he lay his carefully around her shoulders, playing gently with the bottom of her curls. As her fingers ran up his spine, he smirked, knowing what was coming next. When her touch neared his lower back, he instinctively tensed up, and his breath caught in his throat.
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 4, 2009 16:30:49 GMT -6
Sam shook her head and smirked. She smiled when Chace tensed up as her fingers moved along his lower back. She began to rub small circles there. Sam leaned in and smirked once more. I think it's a tie. She said. She kissed his cheek and moved her hands away from his lower back slowly. She playfully brushed his hands away from her curls. Don't touch my hair. Sam whispered, but it wasn't much of a threat since she was smiling.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 5, 2009 13:19:02 GMT -6
As he felt the circles, he took a rapid intake of breath, closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Although he felt a total loss of control, there was also another feeling there - something he had never experienced before, and he never wanted her to stop. As she did, he groaned lightly, opening his eyes and looking at her with an almost pleading look. He sighed, then his heart raced as she moved closer to him. He swallowed as her lips brushed his cheek. Looking deep into her eyes, a playful smirk curved onto his lips. He lowered his hands to around her waist, laughing lightly as she fussed over her hair."Well, let's just see if I can take the lead again, shall we?" He asked softly, moving one hand down her stomach slowly, letting it rest on her upper thigh, creating small circles with his thumb. He was careful not to make this too intimate - he didn't quite know how Sam would take it.
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 6, 2009 15:56:34 GMT -6
Sam smirked at Chace's reaction to her small circles the smirk grew when he groaned after she stopped. The smirk was replaced with a smile as he lowered his hands to her waist. Sam raised in eyebrow when Chace talked about taking the lead. Whatever. Her breath caught in her throat as his hand traveled down her stomach and then rested on her upper thigh. When he began making circles she couldn't help but giggled. Sam moved his hands away and laughed. That tickles! She exclaimed.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 6, 2009 16:06:03 GMT -6
Chace noticed Sam's smirk, yet it only made him laugh lightly. He noticed her irregualr breathing as he moved his hand lower, yet his motion on her thigh did not have the desired effect. He smiled sheepishly, before muttering "Sorry..." He was about to move his hands back up to her neck, when something occurred to him - her reaction had been when he passed across her stomach. "I wonder..." he mused out loud, glancing into Sam's eyes for a moment before he decided.
Ever so gently, he moved one hand to her stomach, then raised her blouse by just a couple of inches, hoping she didn't find this wrong. He softly traced around her belly button with his fingertips, hoping again that he had successfully found another sensitive spot.
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 6, 2009 16:11:11 GMT -6
Sam raised an eyebrow when Chace thought out loud. She stood up straight once more now that the tickling was over. You wonder what? She asked. She watched as he lifted her shirt up a few inches and began tracing her belly button softly. Sam swallowed and held back a giggle. Her abs moved under his touch, as if they were trying to hide.
Sam giggled and gently brushed his hand away. You're loosing your touch Chace. She said and smiled.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 6, 2009 16:22:19 GMT -6
Chace glanced up at her again as she asked, but due to his actions saw no need to answer the question aloud. He heard her restrain another giggle, then sighed as she pushed his hand away again. He dropped his gaze. He had to admit he was disappointed. He really wanted to make this special for her... and he was failing at present. He stood up properly now, and ran a hand through his hair, ignoring his body's anguish as his movement pulled on his wounds. "Sorry. I guess I am." he murmured, looking up at her briefly.
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 6, 2009 16:44:48 GMT -6
Sam watched Chace dropped his gaze. he seemed sad and anger. Not with her but with himself. She frowned slightly. She put a hand under his chin and lifted it up gently so their eyes met. Chace, you're fine! Why are you so sad all of a sudden, you did nothing wrong. She said. Sam brushed back his bangs gently and kissed him on the cheek. She didn't know why he was being so hard on himself.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 6, 2009 17:03:49 GMT -6
As he felt Sam's hand under his chin, he reluctantly met her gaze. He shrugged lightly, lifting his hand to take hers. "I just don't want to disappoint you." he said softly. The touch of her hand as she brushed his hiar from his face sent a deep tingle through his whole body, and he smiled softly.
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Post by Sam Dillinger on Feb 6, 2009 18:04:49 GMT -6
Sam shook her head softly and sighed. She kissed him gently on the lips before replying. You didn't disappoint me and don't ever worry about something like that. She said softly and smiled. She kissed Chace on the cheek and smiled once more. She never imagined him acting like this in front of her. He always felt so sure and confident about himself when she was around.
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Post by Chace Daniels on Feb 6, 2009 18:18:10 GMT -6
As Sam's lips pressed soflty against his, Chace's heart raced faster than ever before. He kissed her back, just as gently, his eyes closing as he got caught in the moment. Sam pulled away, and his eyes were wide with a combination of shock, and sheer enjoyment. He couldn't help but return the warm smile that had curved onto her lips. "Okay, I won't in the future. But I still need to make it 3 to 2." He smirked cheekily, and, keeping one hand wrapped around hers, ran the other slowly down the side of her waist, really gently.
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