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Post by alexiafallon on Oct 2, 2012 22:35:43 GMT 1
Intently Alexia had listened to Dustan as he spoke. The loud whistle from across the room broke her gaze on him; She turned her gaze just as he looked to the man one she had heard called Jusice. Knowing that this meant their time was up for now she smiled turning back to Dustan. "It's been a pleasure for me as well." His touch felt good as she saw him reach across the table.
Her eyes closed for a second as she leaned into the caress. Realizing inside herself, she hungered for things like this. The possibilities that all of Haven offered now. When he said he was looking forward to their date. She felt the familiar twinge of butterflies in her stomach something she hadn't felt in a long time. Knowing now just what exactly their meeting would be this night. The thoughts in her mind slowed her response, but her smile was evident as he got up and jogged away. Her voice called after. " See you tonight." Watching him leave with Justice. She would finish her meal and leave as well.
The rest of Alexia's afternoon was filled with getting things finally settled in the place she had been given to stay. Her items finally put up she had settled down to clean her bow and mill a few more arrows to refill her container and the ones she had either broken or lost and couldn't be replaced. She thought over what she would say or do even what she would wear.
Tonight was different tonight was a night that usually she would have just stayed home and took care of her weapons. Prepared for an early morning though now she had plans. In truth, she was nervous. So once she had finally milled enough of the ammo she got up and went to clean herself up.
The shower had been perfect for her hot and sweaty form after all her hard work. The cool water called to her even though she knew she was on limited time. After she had cleaned herself, she brushed her own teeth taking meticulous time to clean herself up. Her long dark-brown hair was left free this night, already she felt nervous as she moved about her quarters pulling out the carefully handcrafted items her adopted mother had made for her for her birthday long ago.
The halter top was made of the softest cloth, bead work meticulous and intricate as it was set off with the beautiful purple and light pinks of the fabric with the gold thread working. The skirt's waist was made of the same makeup as the top, the bottom skirts made of flimsy scarf material that allowed her the comforts of cool from the desert heat. It was a present she hadn't gotten to wear again since the first night it was given to her for her birthday. Even now as she looked down at herself and glanced to her fingers, she couldn't recognize herself. She had stepped out of her usual garb to a softer side of herself.
Finally sure she was ready she grabbed just a few things and locked up the rest of her stuff. Moving through the streets, she headed to the place where they had agreed to meet. She stood waiting in the center of the little town, occasionally her hands would entwine with each other and wring lightly together. She wasn't nervous so much as anxious for his approach.
Settling near the fire, she felt herself calm more as she was lost in the flames. Thinking about Dustan a smile forming on her face. People around her smiled and laughed, they were light hearted and happy it was good to see this; she had needed it. She hadn't heard Dustan approach as she thought but the lean of his form and the smell of him brought her out of her daze of thoughts. He looked amazing so handsome in his clothes. The offered rose in her hand, she looked down to the wooden intricate carving. Lips parted as she sighed with an exclamation of surprise. "Oh, It's beautiful thank you."
Her fingers trailed over the beautiful carving work. Feeling his shoulder brush against hers, she turned slightly so that she could lean against him. Enough as she leaned in to kiss his cheek in Thanks for the gift. "It's nice to see you again too Dustan. I hope your day was well. I missed your company after you were gone. "
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Post by Dustan Sands on Oct 6, 2012 14:06:52 GMT 1
Dustan had found after many years that playing the game of unknown was no fun and a waste of time. Why people were not just honest with each other was beyond him. Why play games only to find that the games were so taxing that a relationship didn't seem worth it. He would not keep his feelings from her, nor would he lead her on a merry chase before revealing his intentions.
"I carved it myself." he informed her about he rose then smiled when she kissed his cheek. "I couldn't wait to see you Alex." he softly, "I felt your absence the moment you were not with me." he added then turned his body so he was facing her. "Which is why I have decided to declare my intentions. Just so that we are clear. Nothing happens over night and all things take work for them to be worth anything." he began and took her hands in his.
Her hands were soft, yet strong and he could feel the callouses left from using a bow and hard work.It made him want her even more. She was a strong woman and he could tell that from her hands and the way she moved. "Everything happens for a reason and I feel that you were brought to me in my moment of weakness to make me strong again. Out in that field, I longed for happiness and then there you were." he explained with his eyes glued to hers. "I believe you were sent to me for a reason." he lifted her hands to his lips and brushed them softly, "I wish to court you, Alex. I wish to get to know you better, in every way imaginable, even carnally." he pulled his lips away from her hands and stared into her eyes. "If you do not wish for this as well, tell me and we shall remain forever friends." There was a truth in his eyes that was undeniable for he was not like anyone else she had ever met.
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Post by alexiafallon on Oct 6, 2012 20:16:03 GMT 1
Alexia found she was pulled to Dustan more and more the more he showed her he was completely different. Life in the world now was too short. There was something always around the corner that could take away the love or the person you were interested within a matter of seconds. Playing games wouldn't be something Alexia would do. She was busy with the rose he had given her. Fingers trailed over the petals and the delicate care, he had taken to carve them. "I've never had anything like this before. I love it very much Dustan." She would cherish the item more than anyone would ever know.
Tucking the rose away for the time, she felt him capture her hands as she faced him a little more and listened to his words intently. Her smile formed as he was so different so ... well better than the merry laps of chase she had with Cato long ago. That was what made it click in her head then. He wasn't Cato, and her desires filled more there was more to this, there was that chance, and she wouldn't pass it up this time. No more game no dancing. As he declared his intentions to her. Her fingers would shift and curl brushing themselves against him. Though they showed she was not afraid of work and indeed, the strong woman, he thought her to be.
Once his intentions were clear and stated she had watched him kiss her hands. Felt his lips still on her flesh from his kiss. It sent a heat of desire through her. Able to feel his own roughened hands gave her a shiver of pleasure as well. She let her gaze search his looking for just what she saw that truth in his declaration. Her smile formed as one of her hands pulled from his only to be lifted up and cupped to the line of his jaw. A brush of her thumb over the stubble of his beard and her soft laughter of happiness. "Yes, I want the same happiness you do. I agree nothing comes without work, and I want the chance to be courted by you Dustan. " Her finger trailed to touch the line of his lower lip then. Her own tongue peeked out to moisten her lips her thoughts going over everything he said. " I want to know you; I feel I need to know you as everything you are in every way imaginable. You are so different than the men I have known. You're Truthful and honest in your confession. What more could a woman ask for? " Her smile unable to fade as she was genuinely feeling happy about this moment and the man before her.
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Post by Dustan Sands on Oct 14, 2012 11:48:10 GMT 1
Dustan was pleased with her response. It meant that she was sensible and valued the limited time she had on earth. Time was very valuable to Dustan and his superiors knew that. While he knew he needed to take a few hours time to care for his own inner peace, he knew that others did not have the time he did. For that reason, he valued the time he had with each and every person he had any kind or relationship with, whether it be a friend or lover.
"I am glad you answered me that way. Time if very valuable in this world." he said softly with a smile, "For that reason, I hope you do not mind that I do not wish to take things slowly. I want to cherish every moment with you that I can because my time with you is the most valuable thing I have."
Dustan let go of her hands and lifted his fingertips to her jaw. He found her to be quite lovely and the curve of her jaw was a feature upon her face that attracted him to her. He extended his fingers and brushed them back into her soft hair to the nap of her neck. He pulled gently as he leaned in and kissed her as though she were the most special thing on earth, at that moment she was.
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Post by alexiafallon on Oct 16, 2012 1:11:55 GMT 1
Alexia valued time more than Dustan might ever know. The time they were spending right now was many of the memories she would cherish no matter what the situation. Her smile formed the full lips pulling into that beautiful smile that teased the dimples in her cheeks. " I'm glad to have been able to give you the answer that you hoped for. I do not like to think of disappointing you." Though she didn't want to disappoint him, Alexia knew that there were going to be times that she may have no choice in the matter. Which is what made moments like these so great to her? As she listened to him more her soft laughter came. " You flatter me with your words Dustan."
As her soft laughter slipped past her lips, she felt the release of her hand. Her gaze lifted then from having been looking to the ground, and she felt the touch of his fingertips to her jaw. It stilled her nervous and slightly shy laughter. It caused the shortening of her breath for she was unprepared for the way his touch made her fell. The shiver of pleasure that raced over her skin giving her goose bumps. Instinct kicked in, and her lips parted with a sigh of pleasure as her eyes that had become heavy lidded with desire slide closed. Her head turned pressing her flesh more to his touch as she cherished the seconds ticking by and took the time to memorize how this made her feel.
She had never felt more alive than when finally, his fingers slipped into the dark brown silken mass of her hair and pulled her forward. The first touch of his kiss caused a soft moan of pleasure as her fingers brushed to the scruff of his beard. That too was soft and gave her pleasure as she returned his kiss. It was a kiss that set a fire to her blood and felt right... so right compared to what she had felt it felt as if she had for the first time ever been kissed.
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Post by Dustan Sands on Oct 19, 2012 11:09:03 GMT 1
Her response was more than he could have hoped for as Dustan kissed her. The return was enough to set him on fire. His lips parted just enough and he let his tongue lick out against her lips, begging entry. If granted its request, he would let his tongue dance with hers, tasting her fully. He wanted this and so much more. His contribution to procreation was just that and nothing more. He longed for this sort of intimacy. It had been so long since a woman responded to him this way, mostly because he had not pursued any women and those who made attempts to pursue him were not the type or women he wanted. He did not do one night stands. His free hand moved up her back sensually, holding her against him tightly.
As he broke the sensual kiss, it left him nearly breathless and he leaned his forehead against hers with his eyes closed. "Lexi... I want you to come home with me." he breathed and held his breath to await her answer. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to get her alone. Other couples around the fire were either making out, holding hands and lost in soft talk or getting up to leave together. Dustan had watched this occur on many occasions and it always made him feel lonely. Tonight, however, he had the hope that he would not wake up with one side of his bed still made.
"I'll made you breakfast." he offered, knowing she would understand that he meant for her to spend the night. "I understand if you say no, but I assure you, my desires go beyond a carnal nature, I just want to be with you...alone." he murmured softly before opening his eyes and pulling his head back just enough to look her in the eye.
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Post by alexiafallon on Oct 20, 2012 6:44:47 GMT 1
The kiss Dustan gave her set her blood on fire; the flutter of butterflies in her stomach kicked into high gear, and her lips parted with barely a hint of his teasing tongue. A soft sigh escaped her as her arms encircled his neck, her left hand playing through his long hair. She became drunk on the kiss he gave her. Her tongue danced with his sensually and with a gentle care. The slide of his hand moving up her back caused her to arch her back slightly so that her body pressed against his and kept her close the sensual curves of her form would be felt pressed against him.
Finally, when the kiss broke it left her breathless and enthralled beyond any kiss she had before. It was as if her body had come alive with electricity the rightness of his touch. She closed her eyes only briefly trying to gather her thoughts too while she listened to him talk. His voice sent a feeling of liquid warmth through her body. " Dustan." For a moment, all she could do was whisper his name before she was finally able to answer him. "I want nothing more thanks to be alone with you. Yes... I will come home with you." Yes, she knew this was impromptu, but they had both been honest and the night was ticking by. Her options to go home to an empty bed and the cold sheets once more as many nights prior crossed her mind, and she knew that it was not the result she wanted for this night.
She watched other couples becoming lost in each other. Sneaking away to their own homes and privacy. She didn't want another night alone, and she knew that she wanted nothing more than to wake up in the bed with Dustan's warmth beside her. The offer for breakfast brought that coy smile to her lips. " Now it's definitely a yes, How can a girl refuse a man who offers to cook for her as well?" the deep brown of her eyes were fathomless yet alive with desire and a gentle caring there. Clearly, she had affection for him forming faster than she wanted to admit. The soft laughter of happiness left her as she leaned in to kiss him again this time slowly starting to stand up as well. Her hands would trail down his arms and finally come to rest secured in his own hands. Breaking the kiss she gave him a gentle pull to stand with her. " Let's go. Take me away from here. Take me home with you. " There was clearly no doubt of where and with whom she wanted to be with now.
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Post by Dustan Sands on Oct 22, 2012 4:36:41 GMT 1
Dustan knew he had made a good choice. It was not that she wanted to jump in the sack with him then disappear in the morning and tell the whole camp that she had been to bed with the famous Dustan. She truly wanted his company, his companionship, his affection. That was all he needed to know. He was a very good judge of character after all these years. He knew he had judged Alexia accurately.
Dustan looped his arm around Alexia’s shoulders and pulled her snugly against her as e began to lead her to his home on the edge of the settlement. The moon was bright, allowing for the well worn trail to his house to be visible. He walked in silence, knowing no words were needed, only the touch, the knowing, the anticipation of consummating their new and hopefully lifelong relationship.
Just knowing that he was going to make love to her made him want to run to the house but he was a very controlled individual and maintained a steady, slow romantic walk with her. The moon was beautiful, casting a soft dark blue glow over the surrounding area. The house loomed ahead of them with a single glowing flicker in a top floor window. He was glad that Raun was home safe. He worried about his adopted son more than any of his biological children.
He unwrapped his arm from around her as they reached the porch and took the four steps two at a time. His old fashioned key and lock was easy enough to get open and he pushed the door of the house which he had been living in for over 200 years open. “This is it.” He said as he stepped inside, holding the door for her. Entering his house was like stepping back into a time before the apocalypse. Everything was an antique but in good repair. If he ran the generator outside, they could have lights and run electronics. But he never did that, it was not fair to the others and fuel was too hard to come by.
Dustan gave her a moment to take in her surroundings before taking her hand and giving it a tug as he moved toward the stairs. Slowly, he lead her up the stairs and to his bedroom. He pushed the door open and walked in. The room was immaculate and everything was placed just so. In the middle of the room was a four poster bed, piled with pillows and a thick goose down comforter. There were pictures on the dresser of him. He was with various people throughout time from the birth of the camera until the apocalypse. Those could be explained away as grandparents but he would not lie to her. She would probably think that anyway.
Dustan turned and faced Alexia, placing his hands on the sides of her face. “I want you to feel at home here.” He said softly, “I want to make love to you in this bed, not once but over and over.” He added then leaned in and kissed her. His kiss started out sweet and soft but slowly intensified with passion as his lips parted and once again his tongue search for its lover to dance with. He marveled at how this woman could leave him breathless.
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Post by alexiafallon on Oct 23, 2012 3:11:06 GMT 1
Wrapped into Dustan's embrace Alexia smiled and curled to him. Allowed for once to be the woman she was. It was nice to have a break from the rigors of being the fighter, the protector and the forager of her once group. Now she was allowed to feel as if she was wanted not just needed for the survival of man. Sure she knew her duties to procreate and continue the human line but every woman wanted to know that it was more than just their duty to do just that. That called the special man to them.
Feeling the weight of his arm about her shoulders, she curled her arm around his lower back. Hooking her fingers to the waist of his pants and let her fingers brush back and forth to feel his warmth and presence. The other hand came up to brace against his chest as she rested her head on his shoulder lightly. A smile on her face that said all she needed as occasionally she looked to him while they walked the well-worn path to his home. The blue glow of the moon allowed a beautiful tone over the sand and the surrounding area. The romantic feeling of it all had her feeling as if she should grasp his hand and run giggling towards the home. She wanted to kiss him and feel like that love struck young woman, she felt coming on in her personality.
The sight of his home was welcoming and warm. As they mounted the steps to the front porch, she released him enough to allow herself to not be in his way as he opened the door. When stepping in she felt as if she had stepped into a picture of things from the past. A little in awe and surprise as she walked in had her stepping in slowly. "Wow, I have never seen any of this before look like this. It was always broken or gone. Only pictures before. " Glancing from the items to Dustan curiously. How had all of this been left just so " She moved with him then feeling the tug on her hand and followed him up the stairs towards his bedroom? Once there she didn't hesitate as the crossed the threshold and even eased the door closed behind her.
Slowly, she released his hand and had stepped towards the dresser and some of the pictures seeing his face in them all she tilted her head and was prepared to ask questions that popped up in her mind as all the young men in the pictures looked just like him thinking just that. They were his ancestors. Before she could think differently or ask questions he had her attention again. The words leaving his mouth spoken so softly sent a chill of pleasure up her spine. Leaving her speechless.
When his lips met hers, she allowed her kiss to answer his comments with her own desires. The gentle kiss slowly intensified with finally her hands brushing up through his hair and back down to the shirt he wore. Fingers working the material away from his flesh so that her fingers could dance over him and finally have a taste. Her tongue danced with his as she pressed close now wanting nothing more than to make love to the man who had swept her off her feet. She broke the kiss only because she needed to steal a breath of air as he had left her breathless as well. Her kiss, however, Trailed over the scruff and line of his jaw moving to his neck. Seeking a way to be closer to him and reveal in the warmth of his body. Just being near him like this in this moment. It made her feel as if she was already home. For the first-time Alexia knew what feeling at home meant, and her home was Dustan. Nothing no one could change that not even Cato from the grave. Something told her this was right this was where she belonged and who she belonged with.
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Post by Dustan Sands on Oct 29, 2012 1:50:38 GMT 1
**moved** see PM
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