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Post by Namir Black on Nov 11, 2007 19:27:38 GMT -5
Namir walked along the beach as the sun was setting. The sky was smeared with a vibrant pink with streaks of orange and purple, the sun's color dimming to a burnt orange as it lowered itself to the water's edge it was beautiful. The crash of the waves roared in the background as the distant caw of the gulls sounded. The wet sand oozed up between her toes with each peaceful step she took. To her right was Jarrod's shack about ten yards away, and immediately to her right were the waves lapping at her feet. Marvins brilliant blue form fluttered around the quaint white little shack, and Namir felt utterly at peace. She and Jarrod needed to spend some alone time together. Ever since the two of them met it'd been running and dashing all over the place to fight this or that. Namir knew that Jarrod loved her, and that she loved him in return, but they'd never gotten to show it as they would've liked to. If they had, it would've been way past awkward with Pete in theirs midst. Here at Jarrod's shack the two lovers could be together and with any luck be undisturbed.
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 0:54:12 GMT -5
Jarrod walked out of the door to the shack, drinking in the salty sea air and the sound of the foamy waves. He leaned against the door frame for a second, watching Namir. She was gorgeous, more than he had ever hoped of being friends with, much less having her love him. Marvin landed on his shoulder, tugging at a lock of curly blonde hair as he did so. "Here," Jarrod murmured distractedly, giving the blue macaw a Brazil nut. He flew off to the trees. Hopefully that would keep him for a while. Stepping off the porch, Jarrod let the sun-warmed sand give way beneath his feet. Walking silently up behind Namir, Jarrod wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her cheek softly. He rested his chin gently on her shoulder, watching the sunrise. Her creamy skin was so tempting; he wanted to run his fingers over it, to kiss it. A silken curl wavered near his head, tickling his neck slightly as it swayed in the breeze. Taking in a deep breath, Jarrod inhaled the scent of Namir, a smell that spoke of love and beautiful femininity. "Do you have any plans tonight?" Jarrod murmured, his lips tickling her ear, "Any vampires to kill? Or possibly a rescue of some sort?" He loved her readiness to fight for what she loved; it was just hard to have a relationship with someone who was always saving others or getting into tight situations. Though a new lycan, he had already experienced a few of those situations. But that was part of who Namir was, and Jarrod wouldn't change that for the world.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 1:33:40 GMT -5
Jarrod's hands warmed her even more than the setting sun. She closed her eyes and just took him in for a few seconds before replying. "No plans, my love. Nothing to fight, no one to rescue. We'll turn a blind eye on the world tonight, and everything that's been happening. I just want to be with you, and nothing else." Namir wrapped her arms around Jarrod's strong tanned ones that encased her, leaning into him, taking in gratefully every touch and brush that he bestowed on her. With genuine sincerity in her voice she said to him gently, "I'm sorry that there's never much peace with me, Jarrod. I know I jump around a lot and never in one place for what seems like more than five minutes. I'm sorry we haven't gotten the time that we needed to have together." The sky began to dye itself a deep red now, streaked with black and orange, behind the shack was already grey tint to the sky as it darkened into the quiet night that it would become in a matter of minutes. "Beautiful isn't it?" Namir turned her face back to Jarrod, taking in that face that she loved, the tanned skin, and those eyes that were her captors. As gently as she had made her apology she kissed him.
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 7:45:51 GMT -5
Jarrod smiled boyishly, his sea green eyes soft, and whispered, "Beautiful." But it was not the sunset he gazed upon. He kissed her back, softly and lovingly, and drew away after a second, resting his forehead against hers. "Namir, saving others is who you are. I wouldn't love you half as much if you were not all about fighting and saving the world," Jarrod said earnestly. The setting sun seemed to light Namir's black hair with red highlights, making her look like a fiery goddess of ages before. Her eyes danced with some secret that he knew all too well, and he shared in the secret, reveling in her touch, her looks. He loved her fighting spirit; for him it made life interesting. But it was nice to rest every once in a while. Especially with her in his arms. He drew her in tightly, but gently, resting her head against his chest and kissing her tousled locks.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 10:58:01 GMT -5
The sun was barely visible as it dipped below the skyline and the once red sky was now black with thousands of stars twinkling out in greeting. Namir tightened her grip on Jarrod's muscular figure as her head rested against him. "Thank you for being so understanding. It means a lot that you're okay with it, and that you literally fight my demons for me," she smiled up at him. She patted his arm, "Want to go inside? Or stay out here for a bit longer?" Jarrod's skin was silvered in the moonlight, she started to remember the first time that they met here, how handsome he looked in the ocean, her battle of the crabs, the first time she saw Pete hurt, and the feeling she got when she kissed him for the first time. Namir pulled back from his chest to look at Jarrod more fully, she reached up and ran one of her smooth hands through his untidy hair, then lightly smoothed her fingers down his cheeks.
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 15:21:04 GMT -5
"Whatever you want to do, love," Jarrod said, smiling down at her. He kissed her nose lightly. Her eyes gazed up at him lovingly, seeming to bore into his soul. Her touch on his skin warmed him to the core, a warm fuzziness surrounding his thoughts. Namir's nearness intoxicated him, and he wanted nothing but to be with her forever. He kissed her forehead again, holding her close. He could feel her heartbeat, soft and steady, and sense her vitality and life. Jarrod remembered when he had first set eyes on her. A giant black wolf had run up to him and Pete, then changed into a beautiful girl with hair the color of the velvety black sky. Even then he had been attracted to her and her mysterious nature. He remembered her silky skin against his touch on the beach that night as Pete swam, the sweet warmth of her lips, the feeling that he was flirting with danger by being near her. Then, upon saving her, Jarrod had felt that same danger, had known the life she lived, and loved her for it. Kissing her lips again lightly, he looked down at her, a playful smile touching his expression. "Want to go crab fishing?" he joked lovingly.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 16:27:27 GMT -5
Namir twitched, she really hated crabs, and with a smirk on her face, glared up at him playfully. "No thank you." Never had his looks been lost on her, she still marveled over them from time to time. A weakness always crept into her knees when he kissed her, the infamous jelly feeling. "We could hunt. If you're hungry," she suggested. "Or of course there are other activities..." Namir couldn't help it... it was hard for her to contain herself sometimes. Now all she had to do was wait for the odd look to creep across Jarrod's face at her obvious suggestion, he was sweetly modest. She adored that about him. How the first time he transformed he didn't want to undress in front of her, she wouldn't have thought it nearly as attractive if he had the rip-all-my-clothes-off-and-pounce-on-you personality. As it was it kept her guessing, but longing at the same time, the mystery of it enticed her even more than just Jarrod himself, and that was a serious attraction no matter how you put it.
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 19:29:20 GMT -5
He chuckled and kissed her again. Jarrod loved that she was afraid of crabs; it made it easy to tease her. Her reactions were so funny! He hugged her again, softly, as if afraid to crush her. He knew she could handle almost anything; she was a strong fighter. But he wanted her to feel like he valued her like she was fine china, something rare and beautiful. She hadn't gotten mad at him yet for it, so he took that as Namir liking how he treated her. If there was one thing he learned from his parents, it was that girls were to be treated with respect and honor. His eyes widened a bit and a slight flush crept into his cheeks at her suggestions. Living as a surfer and a lifeguard, he had heard worse comments before, but they never failed to make him feel a bit unnerved. He grinned a bit lopsidedly at the gorgeous girl that had her arms around him. His heart swelled looking in her eyes, at her body. He would never admit it out loud, but her looks were stunning and she could turn him on with only a look. For now, he decided to keep her guessing and go along with it. "What were you thinking," he murmured, gazing into her eyes, "skinny dipping?" That would be sure to throw her off a bit.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 19:38:19 GMT -5
Namir laughed at the lopsided goofy grin that now occupied Jarrod's face, it was unbelievably cute. At this moment she didn't pry into his head she could almost tell what he was thinking without it. She never had pried, and she'd keep it that way, she trusted him to tell her all that she needed to know aloud. "Skinny dipping..?" Even though few thought it impossible, Namir blushed a little, and she felt the same smile spreading to her face.. "Good thing JAWS doesn't really exist, this might seem like a really bad remake with bad acting and lycans," she teased. With that she happily stripped off every article of clothing that she had while running the rest of the way into the water, leaving a trail of her articles along the dry sand. As once as she was in the water, she called out, "Come on!!"
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 19:45:28 GMT -5
Jarrod laughed at her 'Jaws' comment, and then was a bit shocked to see her strip right there on the beach. He hadn't really expected her to do that; he was just joking around. But he should have known Namir would take him up on it. He couldn't help but stare after her as her clothes came off in rapid succession. In the water, her dark hair shone with blue highlights from the water. Underneath the starry skies she looked almost surreal, surrounded by the sea. It was two of his favorite things combined. A bit bashfully, he walked slowly towards the ocean, taking off his shirt as he did so. Speeding up as he got closer, he finally stripped off his boxers right before he hit the water. With a large splash, he jumped beside her. Surfacing, he spit out a mouthful of water, grinning at her. "What now?" he asked playfully, splashing her lightly.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 20:03:17 GMT -5
Did i really just do that? Holy crap.. I can't believe I just did that. Namir thought. Just then her eyes fell on her beloved, naked, and running towards her. Better yet, I can't believe that HE just did that.. I just thought he did that in my dreams... Oh god.. and now he's beside me. Namir looked up at him with a nervous glint in her eye, she was shaking, standing this close to him n this condition, but she ravished in it at the same time. Something slithered between her legs, visions of Jaws flashed in her head. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed, and jumped towards Jarrod. Before she realized what she'd done, her arms were wrapped around him and one of her legs bent to meet his thigh. Now she was both embarrassed and afraid to move.
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 20:11:46 GMT -5
Jarrod and Namir floated a bit awkwardly there for a few seconds. Jarrod couldn't believe he had just jumped into the ocean with a girl, both of them completely undressed. He had never gone skinny dipping before with a girl. He was afraid to meet her eyes as a brighter flush crept into his cheeks. Before he could think of anything to say to break the indescribably awkward moment, Namir screamed and was on him in a flash. Automatically, to keep from being knocked over, he held her around her waist, frozen for a few seconds as he wondered what was wrong. Then he saw it. Reaching down with one hand, he picked up a long piece of slimy seaweed floating in the tide. "Scary," he commented jokingly. Then he looked into her eyes and realized that he was holding a very naked Namir, who was currently involved in clinging to him as if her life depended on it. Her skin was silky smooth against his muscles, and he slowly met her eyes, embarrassed at the thoughts that filled his mind, setting his heart to pump faster.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 20:26:20 GMT -5
Namir's trembling quieted, she was oddly still in his arms as she continued to gaze at him. Nervously she chuckled, "Sorry.." Even though she was sorry to have been so easily startled, the will just wasn't in her right now to move. She had longed to be this close to Jarrod for a while now, and now she ached having achieved it, her love pulsing for him. She ran her fingers through his full hair and pulled him down to plant a full passionate kiss on his lips.
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Post by Jarrod on Nov 12, 2007 20:32:10 GMT -5
"Don't be," he whispered, his voice low and a bit husky. Here he was, Jarrod, the one who was always inadequate, holding a girl in the ocean. His heart beat even faster at the look in her eyes. He guessed he and Namir had the same thoughts, and he wasn't sure to be scared or elated that she was in his arms with no protest. Then her lips were against his, pressing against him passionately. Caught in the moment, Jarrod kissed her back, wrapping both arms around her waist and holding her close. For now he had no desire to move as the salty waves brushed around them and he kissed her, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin.
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Post by Namir Black on Nov 12, 2007 20:47:26 GMT -5
Oh that tone of voice killed her, it was so masculine and seductive, she almost melted on the inside. The feeling in her chest tightened as he kissed her. Naturally her body drew closer to him with her growing attraction, and she pressed her lips to his again, then kissed his neck with the same rigor. Namir wrapped her arms around his neck now, loving the feel of his supporting her. The waves tossed and toppled onto Namir's bare thighs and waist where it rested. Gently she whispered into his neck, "I love you, Jarrod," hoping that he heard it over the roar of the sea.
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