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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 20, 2007 19:44:39 GMT -5
Devon stretched out on his bed. His hand rested on a flat booklet. Right now the pages were empty, but that would change. All he had to do now was think of how to write the thoughts in his head. He tapped the booklet once and sat up in bed. With a huff, he stood up and walked over to a little table that had a new fountain pen laying on it. Devon smiled and picked the pen up. The first line simply said, "At Journey's End." He had found a place to call his own, he need not go farther, or think about the places he had been , and the places he would never see. This would be his little dedication to the person that had grounded him to this quaint town of Dotado.
He had been leaning over the table writing in a slow looped writing that showed up a gleaming black on the stark white of the page. He leaned back up and sat the pen down, closing the book gently. He smiled at the cover, blood trailing to create a rose.. How suitable. He shook his head, he was hungry and anxious to be out and about. He placed the book on the edge of the bed, simply throwing a cover over it for the time being as he wouldnt be out that long. He stepped out of his room and ran down the stairs and out into the cool night air.
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 20, 2007 20:02:17 GMT -5
Lorna had left the back room in time to watch Devon go darting out the door. She smirked, shook her head and beckoned a young woman to come to her. " Sweety, can you do me a favor and clean his room? He's out and it would be a wonderful time to clean it up. Okay?" Lorna asked. The girl shyly nodded, grabbed her cleaning supplies, fresh linens for the bed and scampered up the stairs. " Good girl." Whispered Lorna as she walked towards the bar for a drink real quick.
Meanwhile, the young woman (Caron for now) unlocked the door to Devon's room and gets to work cleaning. By the time she had vacummed, and remade the bed her attention was caught by something interesting. At first, Caron didn't want to look. She thought it wrong. However, curiousity got the best of her and she picked up the thin journal. Opening it up she began to read it very slowly.
By the time she read the whoel thing, she was smiling and closed it. Curiousity was getting the better of her now. Did Ms. Russu like Mr. Heise back? Did she know about his feelings? Caron figured she would be able to get it to Lorna and back into the room before he got back, so in a rush she finished the room and scurried down the stairs. " Lorna!!!" she called, skidding to a stop by the bar, holding out the book.
" What is this?" Asked Lorna, a brow raised in question.
" Just read it, okay?" Caron asked pleasently before scurring off to put the laundry in the wash. Lorna looked Devon's little journal over, examining the cover with care. She smiled a little as she flipped to the first page. Of course, she hadn't taken the hint that the book belonged to Devon...yet. However, after reading it slowly (scowling at some parts, smiling softly at others) she figured it out. The last two sentences. Those two sentences made her eyes widen, her breathe catch in her throat and her heart skip a beat.
" I, Devon Heise, am in love!
With Lorna Russu"
The words weren't saidm but she heard them over and over repeating in her mind.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 20, 2007 20:13:48 GMT -5
Devon walked around the block, just reveling in the cool night air that felt great against his skin. In one hand he held a thick burger from a place down the street, and in the other, a drink that had accompanied the burger in a meal. When at last he finished his food, he threw the wrapper in a metal trash can that had been melted, yes melted, to the pavement. He smiled at this discovery and shrugged. Drink still in hand his easy stride led him straight back to the Russu Inn. He smiled widely, knowing that Lorna was on the clock, maybe he could talk to her whenever he got back if she wasnt too busy.
He opened up the door casually and walked straight in. He looked up, his cup about half way to his mouth, which was ajar to accept the oncoming straw, when he saw Lorna.
She was standing there with, Oh God of course. With his journal. When did she get that? What all did I write? Did I ? Oh jesus, and here I went on about how good looking I was, and how I slept with other girls, oh God someone shoot me! Devon stood there, his eyes glued to Lorna like her eyes were glued to that book. "Uh...uh.....Uh...where.." He shook his head. " Where umm did.. you...ummm....come..by...that." He pointed to the book with a face that almost was a match for his hair. He blushed furiously as he thought about the final sentence in that book.
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 20, 2007 20:28:18 GMT -5
" Huh?" Lorna seemed almost in a daze, closing the cover of the book and turning to look at him. She had a smile on her face, one that was hard to place really. Some might think it was fake. Others would say she was 'glowing' with happiness, and these ones where the right ones. She looked him dead on, feeling this indescribable amount of joy welling up inside her. " You'll have to forgive Caron. She's as curious as a kitten, picked it up, read it and brought it to me. I on the other hand...think I'll give her a raise in pay." Her words kind of slide from her mouth as she appeared to be in a dream like state.
No! She shook her head mentally, clearing away that hazy fog. She smiled, more seriously now, and gracefully wrapped both her arms around his neck. One hand still held his journal, the other just kind of lay limp against his shoulders. " So, you love me, huh? Why'd you go and hide something like that when this is a mutual relationship?" She asked, not caring about anything but those last two sentances.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 20, 2007 20:34:54 GMT -5
" Caron?" He looked around, but saw no one who would look to be this curious kitten. He looked back at that smile on Lorna's face, almost afraid it was one mocking him. A closer look revealed that she was truly..happy. Devon's body released a tension that had twisted the muscles in his shoulders into knots. He felt her wrap her arms around his neck and his mouth finally closed. All seriousness now, Devon sat the cup down on the nearest table. His hands wrapped around her narrow waist. His head leaned down to hers. "Yeah. I love ya, eh.. Mu...Mut..mutual? You.. You .." He couldnt spit out the words. His grin came to match hers. " Well I was afraid to say it, cause it sounded way too much like high school, but.. Lorna.. Will you be my girl?" He whispered to her, a hopeful look written all over his handsome features.
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 20, 2007 20:40:27 GMT -5
" Sweetheart, I already am and have been for a few days now...haven't I?" She asked, her voice not as soft as him. She smirked, high school? That was a laugh. She didn't remember much of her high school days. She was more into the gang scene at that time and had no idea what was common in highschool. " I...i..." She mocked him playfully before nodding her head. " Yeah, I love you. Is it that hard to believe?" She asked casually. Then, she gave into the screams at the back of her mind, kissing him softly on the lips for a short time.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 20, 2007 21:00:57 GMT -5
"Well, I wanted to make it official, eh?" He chuckled softly. "Well if you are going to make fun of me then I will stop talking.." He jested as she kissed him and all his thoughts went out the window. "Oh, what you do to me Lorna, it should be a crime." He whispered against her lips as he put a hand on the back of her neck and pulled her closer for a longer kiss. " I love you Lorna, I really do."
A loud "AWWWWWWWWWWW" Was heard all around, along with some jests and jeering from some men in the crowd that had quickly gathered around the couple. Funny thing, Devon had thought them alone. She was all that existed to him now. He blushed again, this time not as red, but all the same. He hated an audience..
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 25, 2007 16:09:13 GMT -5
" Hmm, I'd have probably been in jail a long time ago if what I do to you was a crime. I'd rot in there for life and be a repeat offender." She joked before smiling at his words. The jokers in the crowd went silent as a charged ace of spades playing card skimed the shoulder of one of them. She had flicked it over Devon's shoulder rather easily and turned a little to face them.
" What are we? A late night drama?" To this question she recieved a great, boisterous YES which was backed up by a few cat calls. Laughing softly, Lorna shook her head and turned back to Devon. " IT seems that we have become a form of entertainment to them. Shall we go elsewhere?" Asked Lorna, not trying to sound suggestive. But of course, as it is Lorna and Devon we speak of, it probably sounded that way.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 25, 2007 16:21:38 GMT -5
Devon laughed whole heartedly. "Ha, yes, we shall.." He leaned forward to her, to whisper in her ear. " I would rather we stay just a late night drama before we become another one of those late night shows that kids should never watch.. hehe.." He pulled her close and hesitated. " Finding somewhere private could possibly lead to two things. One is talking, the other requires utmost privacy.. Umm Your room or mine?" He whispered, playing his lips along her ear. Man he couldnt remember ever being this happy. What would have happened if that nosy cleaning lady hadnt of found that diary? Would his feelings have forever remained a secret? Yes. Probably. Feelings are easy for him to write down, but to say out loud.. He just couldnt do it.
Note to self: Thank Caron."
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 25, 2007 16:53:30 GMT -5
" Oh the options." Sighed Lorna thoughtfully, well, not really thoughtfully. She was just trying to be a little dramatic about it. " Well, there is one major difference. Your walls are thin, and I don't like that. Where as my room, as you know, is designed for such matters as you are suggesting." Lorna said, speaking as if these were all facts. Truth be told...they were. Well, she didn't exactly design her room for such reasons. However the thick and sounproof walls were a handy little thing, now weren't they.
" So, I ask you. Which do you think I'd would rather prefer. The secrecy of my room, which will cause people in the audience to keep guessing, or the more public existance of your room which would let people know instantly about what we decide to do?" She said, her voice almost saracastic. Lorna hoped that her beloved boyfriend would catch the hint that her room was the way to go in such cases.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 25, 2007 17:28:17 GMT -5
Devon tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Well, it would be fun to make all the guys here jealous..so I would personally think it would be cool to do it in my room..but I guess you wouldnt think so much of it!" He chuckled. "Your room." He said in a low tone. He took her hand and began to casually walk toward the back of the inn. "La la la, nothing to see here, eh?" He muttered with a wide grin that he couldnt quite suppress. He opened up the bar on the far end, and let Lorna take the lead. She kept that handy little key in her shirt. She would have to open the door. He kept on smiling and extended an arm as to tell her, "Ladies First." And he accompanied it with the actual words. Ah, Love. It is a many splendored thing. And damn was it fun.
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 25, 2007 18:31:00 GMT -5
" My room it is." Lorna smiled and took the lead as she made her way through the back room. Of course, like Devon, she was rather excited and happy about this whole event. Reaching between her breasts, Lorna pulled the key out, unlocked the fake old rusty cupboard and went inside, placing a stopper to keep it from closing on Devon.
" Prehaps, if you try hard enough, they still might be able to hear us." Lorna said from her sitting place on her bed. She had one leg casually crossed over the other and leaned back on her elbows. I suppose you could call it more like she was half lying down. I'm not sure really. But, she clearly meant the induendo that could be found in her previous statement about trying.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 25, 2007 18:58:59 GMT -5
*Lets go ahead and end this fantastic little thread here huh? hehe..*
Devon watched her hand delve into her shirt for the key. His tongue peeked out to lick his lower lip. Mhmm.. He walked in after her, kicking the door stop out of the way. He watched the door close behind him and placed two of his fingers on the lock. He looked back at Lorna with a wicked grin as his fingers snapped the lock into place. One hand hooked under the bottom of his shirt and he pulled it off with ease. He kicked off his shoes and walked the short distance to the bed. " Well, hell.. Might as well give them their money's worth." He leaned forward and smiled gently as he climbed onto the bed on top of her. "I'll make you scream."
*I cant stop laughing*
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Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 25, 2007 20:10:44 GMT -5
**Some Time Later, And Who Knows How Long IT May Have Been**
" Okay...So.."Lorna said, lying beside Devon with a pleased, happy and rather tired look upon her face. " I am almost certain that the people ten blocks away heard that..." She said, nodding her head firmly. She rested her hand on his stomach, the sound making a soft slapping sound. " One word; Amazing." She said, seemingly breathless. With that said and done, Lorna laughed softly, stood and went into her bathroom for a shower.
She closed the door behind her, feeling that was enough for the day as far as such events were concerned. While showering, she merely ran though what had just happened. Well, he definitely just raised my standards of excellence. Her mind laugh while she began to rinse her hair of the shampoo.
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Post by Tiff'blz on Sept 25, 2007 20:20:49 GMT -5
Devon's grin threatened to rip his face in half. His lips actually protested the movement. " Are you sure it was only ten blocks? " His chuckled filled the room. He stretched back and rested his arms above his head. He looked around the room.
" One word; Amazing."
"Well, I said I would give them their money's worth.. Hmm.." He thought for a second about following her to the shower, but even he had to give himself a break. " You .. are the best I have ever had Lorna.. Truly. I love a giver. " His face screwed up in a frown. " Nevermind where I was going with that..." He said, slipping out of the bed. He didnt bother to cover up with anything. He stood next to the door that she was showering in and leaned against the door frame. He smelled her shampoo, and again the urge to join her had to be suppressed. So passionate was his Lorna.. He smiled warmly and waited for her to be done. He waited silently, hoping to startle her just a little.
He picked up a towel and held it out, so when she stepped out of the shower, it would look like a towel with legs.
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