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Post by riley on Feb 23, 2011 17:08:09 GMT -5
---------------------------- A somewhat dopey grin lingered on Riley’s Lips as he watched her walk away, and feeling unable to move for a moment as he caught his wits in a mental net, he almost didn’t make it out of the elevator before the doors started to close. Thrusting his arm through the quickly closing gap, the metal doors rebounded off his arm and opened once more, allowing him through. Rolling his shoulders, Riley cracked them, the smile not faltering as he followed her slowly back up the corridor to her hotel room, his dark locks stuck up somewhat oddly.
If he was being completely honest, Riley hadn’t a clue about what she was alluding to in the car park, but like most men, once his hands had found her hips and his mouth her lips, any reservations he might have been harbouring had slipped away, lost to the wind and the quickly pushed emergency button that had stopped the lift between floors three and four.
He soon caught up with her at her door and grinned, hands on her waist as she pushed it open, letting her loose to grab her instruments. Holding out his hand to take one of them, he nodded in agreement. ”You know, ”He said, clearing his throat a second. He was still husky, and his tongue felt somewhat clumsier than usual in his mouth. ”I don’t think I could have come up with anything better if I had tried.” Riley closed the door after her, removing the key card and putting it in his pocket, one of her instruments now in his hand. He had no idea which, and how she told the difference between them he had no clue.
”That could work both way you know. I think i could use a few bad hobbits... and maybe you could use some of my good ones” he teased, pressing the button to call the elevator once they had retraced their steps once more. ----------------------------
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Post by Ellia St. Claire on Feb 24, 2011 18:46:40 GMT -5
Ellia stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "Who says I want to pick up any good habits, huh?" she teased, poking him in the chest. "Unless... that's what you want." Smiling coyly, she looked up at him and fluttered her eye lashes, biting her lip a bit. "Do you... want me to be a good girl, Riley?" Unable to keep a straight face any longer, she laughed musically and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the elevator once again. "I'm so looking forward to this trip, Riley," she told him, squeezing his hand affectionately. "I mean it. It's been a long time since I had someone to travel with. The road can be a pretty lonely place, you know?" Sighing, she leaned against him, humming absently as she just enjoyed being in his presence. Ellia was a little startled by how quickly she'd fallen for Riley. It wasn't like her to get so serious about someone so fast. It was true that she was a notorious flirt, but her actions very rarely led to anything. Sure, she'd had a one night stand here and there--and, honestly, that's what she'd been expecting with Riley--but it wasn't something she wanted to become a habit. With Riley, though, she'd managed to find someone whose own lifestyle suited hers perfectly: they both spent a lot of time on the road, moving from place to place, and they were both okay with that. Standing up on her tip toes, she just barely managed to give him a light kiss on the cheek. Well, more like the jaw, actually, but who cared? "And I can teach you all kinds of bad habits, just so long as you promise to stay as sweet and good as you are right now... for the most part."
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Post by riley on Mar 3, 2011 14:03:29 GMT -5
---------------------------- ”Me too”Riley smiled, giving her hand a squeeze in return to hers, wrapping a hand around her waist when she leant against him. He had to admit – he really liked Ellia. Like really. He didn’t really know about the road being a lonely place, but he knew of ebbing lonely, mostly through his own stupidly, his own enforced isolation, so that feeling at least he could relate to, and he nodded, tickling her side gently with his fingers.
Grinning at her kiss, Riley arched his brows. ”I promise to stay sweet, with bad habbits, and we’ll see about you picking up some good ones shall we?”He grinned down at her, taking hold of her hand once more and twirling her around to his side at the elevator doors slid open once more. The guy at reception winked at him as they handed in her room key, and it took Riley a second to realise that there where camera’s in the damn things.
Hoping to God that he wasn’t turning beetroot, he quickly made for the door, tugging on Ellia’s hand a little before falling back into step with her, giving her hand a little squeeze, his eyes flickering over to her for a second. Stashing her instrument sin the car, he pulled the tarp back over, secured it down, and opened the passenger door for her with a wink. ”D.C awaits mah lady...”
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Post by Ellia St. Claire on Mar 4, 2011 18:42:41 GMT -5
Standing on her tiptoes and pulling him down at the same time, Ellia gave Riley a quick peck on the cheek as she climbed into the truck. Was she really doing this? Was she seriously going to drive across the country with this guy that she'd only known for a couple of weeks? God, what had come over her to make her do something so impulsive? It was true that Ellia wasn't really the type of person to think things through all the time, and she'd made her fair share of spur-of-the-moment decisions in the past, but this just seemed so strange. Yeah, she'd fallen for Riley hard. In fact, she felt a little bit giddy when she thought about him, and she couldn't help but grin at the thought of travelling with him. All of her earlier reservations vanished when he slid into the driver's seat beside her and started the truck. Reaching her hand over, she took his, interlacing her fingers with his own. As Riley pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road, Ellia once again felt that giddy feeling in her chest, and she couldn't help but be excited. There was just something about Riley that brought this feeling out in her, and truthfully she loved it! "This," she said, smiling brightly, "is going to be fun." ((Finished.))
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