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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 13:13:51 GMT -5
He couldn't help but roll his eyes. He just hoped she didn't notice him doing so.
"Save the picture to a disk and go print it in the computer lab or somethiiiiing... pleeeaase... don't make meee." He almost regreted those last words, knowing she could easily do exactly that. Mary Jane had ways of making Emmett do anything and almost everything. And it never failed. Not once that he could remember. She could always get him to do what she wanted of him. Emmett began whimpered softly.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 13:20:06 GMT -5
Caylee started to pull away slowly. She knew exactly how to get what she wanted from Emmett, it was almost sad, "You know... it is getting late... and we don't want anyone to catch me in here, do we? Maybe I should start getting back to my dorm..."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 13:25:26 GMT -5
Almost like a magnet he came closer to her. His arms quickly wrapped around her and held her tight, you could hear his arms hit themselves as he grabbed her and pulled himself against her. His face rubbing the fabric of her night shirt down at her stomach as he clinged to her disprately. As if his heart were on a string tied to her, the further she pulled away the more it would rip from his chest. He didn't even realize what he'd done until after he was already holding her like a child he refused to leave his mother's bed. He didn't say a word embarassed by his actions but still didn't let go of her.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 13:35:21 GMT -5
Caylee's heart melted, not a difficult thing for it to do around Emmett. After a second, she wrapped her arms back around him, just as tightly. "Okay, okay..." she whispered. "I'm not going anywhere. I was just kidding..." she actually felt kinda bad for doing that to him. She laid a soft kiss at the top of his head, and held him tighter still. "I'm sorry, Emmie..."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 13:45:11 GMT -5
He knew she was kidding. Why'd he go and do that? He wanted to beat himself up right there. He couldn't believe he even reacted like that. He couldn't help but wonder what the hell was wrong with him. Though he'd done this plenty of times, but not like that. Not when she was just playing around. He still couldn't believe he'd clung to her so tightly.
Emmett loosened his arms from her until they were hardly holding her anymore and he tensed up feeling beyond foolish for the way he was acting. "I know I know..." he assured her when she told him she didn't mean it. "Shit- I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry Mary Jane." he mouthed another sorry, knowing if he'd say it a third time in a row she really might leave just to punish him for her. He couldn't help but apologize.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 13:55:30 GMT -5
"Don't be," she ran a hand through his hair. "It's fine. I mean it. It was stupid for me to do that to you. I'm sorry, Emmie. Really, really sorry." And she was. Even if he wasn't holding her so tightly anymore, Caylee was holding him twice as tight.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 14:23:29 GMT -5
He curled up into himself like before. Maybe even a bit tighter. Emmett really hated that he was like this, that he just couldn't stand for her to leave him by himself now. As always it'd taken him forever to get himself to even lay down and beyond that sleeping was pretty much impossible for him. He just couldn't bare to see her leave. His mind knew she wouldn't have but his body reacted ahead of him and he couldn't stop it. "I fuck everything up." he mumbled quietly into her stomach.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 14:30:01 GMT -5
"You fuck nothing up," she disagreed. She ran her hand through his hair once more. She wrapped her arms lower around him and pulled him closer to her, telling him that it was okay. He looked so sad and despondent down there. It made her feel horrible that she was the one to cause it.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 14:34:38 GMT -5
"Everything!" he sqwacked, trying to bring out a little comedy. He let her pull him closer but as he replied to her he kicked his legs gently. Fast but not enough to hurt anyone, barely even hitting or touching her at all. He barried his face dipper into her and then nuzzled her gently hoping for some kind of reactions back. He hated those awkward moments- just him saying that he'd fucked everything up didn't help matters. He hoped now he could make up for their wasted time tending to his sulking.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 14:36:30 GMT -5
"I'm not pregnant, Emmie. You're not going to feel anything back," she teased gently. She rubbed his scalp, just where she knew that he liked it. She kicked her legs back at him, knocking into his legs.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 14:42:53 GMT -5
Emmett giggled lightly- all at her joke, her finger tips in his hair, and her legs gently hitting against his. When he had stopped he blinked open his eyes only to close them again. Shrugging up his shoulders slightly he tilted his head up and then into her more. He loved it when she did this and hated it. He loved it because it was heaven. He hated it because of what it did to him. Raising his shoulders and neck even more he silently brang himself closer to her hand and let her treat him like the puppy he was under her control.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 14:46:40 GMT -5
"Why are you all the way down there, anyway?" she asked, letting her fingers only brush through his hair now. "You like my stomach better than my face, or something?"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 15:00:17 GMT -5
Emmett snorted and quickly bit his tongue. He squeezed through her arms to come up more level with her. Like before he only made it to abour her neck. So maybe a bit higher than earlier. "Hi." he said quietly in a high pitched whisper as he adjusted, being held so tightly to her, so he could look up and see her.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Nov 12, 2007 15:02:41 GMT -5
"Hello there," she responded with a small giggle. "I don't bite, you know. Well, okay... maybe a little. But only when I'm hungry," she teased, kicking her legs out at his again. Emmett wasn't immune to Caylee's bites whenever she got a little playful.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Nov 12, 2007 15:17:13 GMT -5
He chuckled softly and did his own bitting down on his lip for the tenbillionth time that night, trying to hide his smile. "Alright well if you do need a snack, just give me a warning first." he requested, being playful himself back at her. He tucked his legs up under him as hers attacked once more. Great, look at what he'd started. He fought back meekly buy putting his left socked foot against her leg and gently pushed it back a bit.
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