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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 5, 2008 23:45:46 GMT -5
He couldn't help but grin. He'd worked pretty hard to throw this all together.
"Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not to blush so to be admired. Then die - that she, The common fate of all things rare, May read in thee, How small a part of ti-"
Emmett tripped back, stumbled, and fell quickly. He landed on a balloon that popped from under him. He gave a girlish scream and shot back onto his feet, scared as hell, and ran to the other side of the room.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 5, 2008 23:49:43 GMT -5
Caylee jumped, then followed Emmett, pushing back balloons until she was finally face-to-face to Emmett. She composed herself in a second, giving him a wide grin and brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Aha," she said softly. "Found you."
Then without warning, she leaped forward and captured him in a hug, squeezing him tightly against her, her arms around his waist.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 5, 2008 23:56:06 GMT -5
Emmett chuckled and grinned as she embraced him and he would have huggled back if his arms weren't stuck to his side. He wore a weak warn light brown half zipped hoodie that didn't show off his thin weak frame. He wore two straps on his bondage pants today and they were solid black to match the pants themselves. "It wasn't too much was it?" he asked her meekly.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 5, 2008 23:58:41 GMT -5
"It's amazing. I just have no idea what the hell I'm going to do with all of these. I have to clean them up before Pru or Mark gets home," she moved her arms up around his neck, now hanging on him. She leaned up to give him a kiss. "You continue to astound me."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 6, 2008 12:57:16 GMT -5
He spoke right over her complaiment with a faunt, "I'll clean it up! Of course - I didn't make this mess expecting you to pick up after me." Low enough to still hear her, but too distracted to denial the claim. Surely she'd repeat herself with other phrases, and he'd get to have his 'aw shucks, May' moment later. For now he kissed her gently and rested his hands at her sides, open hands, just the heel of his palms actually on her hips.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 6, 2008 13:02:55 GMT -5
Caylee grinned into the kiss. On anyone else, this position with anyone else would be quite provocative, but with Emmett it was endearing and rare. Emmett being against the wall and Caylee hanging on him. It was cute.
She bent her forehead against his as she slowly pulled out of the kiss. "You're lucky I'm not allergic to latex, or I'd be having an anaphoric attack all over my birthday present."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 6, 2008 13:33:50 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know it." he responded, though his voice seemed a bit dazed in the after shock of their lip locking. He closed his right eye and swatted a balloon that rolled and squeaked against his cheek. "Heh, don't even think this is your gift."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 6, 2008 13:36:05 GMT -5
Caylee giggled lightly. "I was hoping you'd say that!" she pulled his hoodie up over his head, and pulled it further so his head bumped into his, giving him another kiss.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 6, 2008 13:48:01 GMT -5
His own chuckle was cut off by her physicaly. Now his hands were on his own jacket, since he'd impulsively gripped the trem of the hood when she'd pulled it up. He lowered his hands on the edge so they knew met at his neck and his right ring finger rubbed at one of the pull strings.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 6, 2008 13:50:44 GMT -5
Caylee laughed again, ending the kiss. She tousled the front of Emmett's hair that stuck out from the hood. "When do I get my present?"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 6, 2008 13:56:28 GMT -5
"What present? What? Hm... Hey look!" he spoke quiet and truly innocently. Not a fake, I'm not guilty and I'm going to ignore you innocence. But a real oblivious young child - actually probably the voice and tone he use to sport when he was 11. His eyes gazed upward followed by his head tilting with them. "Skyyy...do you see it? Blue and what not..."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 6, 2008 14:03:21 GMT -5
"Emmie!" Caylee scolded him, though she still had her smile on. She held onto his hoodie near his neck. "You just told me that you had another gift for meeee. It's my biiirthday, don't do this to me!"
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 6, 2008 14:13:39 GMT -5
Emmett just laughed and kept his eyes to the ceilling. He knew she wouldn't catch on at first. "No really, skyyy, it's there. Up there and whatnot. And whatnot May!" mocking his own routine, since she should already know it well. She'd done the very same from time to time. "Just look." he beckond hoping she'd finally look up this time.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Mar 6, 2008 14:15:40 GMT -5
Caylee rolled her eyes and gave him a small nudge before looking up at the ceiling. ... she couldn't see anything but some balloons and the white ceiling of the dorm. "... oh yea, Em. Blue. Tons of it."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Mar 6, 2008 14:33:43 GMT -5
She must have been blinded by her memory of their old dorm ceiling - since it was longer white at all. Emmett knocked some balloons around to get a better view. He then spun her around so her back was against his front - since from her previous angle everything would be backwards.
A night's sky was painted above Caylee's bed and the edges fluttered out and soon the stars and navy blue swirled and blurred into the plain white of their ceiling. It wasn't at all corny or stupid looking. It was probably a lot cooler and better looking than the old sick ons his mum had put up on their ceiling when they were younger. And even those looked pretty neat. This beat that. Like whoa.
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