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Post by micaylah on Dec 16, 2008 21:05:33 GMT -5
Mica looked deeply into his eyes as she felt his hands tracing her skin. “Yes, yes, and definitely yes.” She told him as she leaned forward to kiss him again. “I would love to play in the snow with you dressed or…not.”
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Post by taran on Dec 17, 2008 1:07:02 GMT -5
Bruce smiled, touching her cheek softly. "Without clothes," he told her. "It will be an exercise in our powers. Should we wake up the woman first, or wait?"
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Post by micaylah on Dec 17, 2008 10:53:14 GMT -5
Mica winked at him as she pulled away from him to stand. “I should probably wake her and check her over.” She turned to look at the snow beyond the window. The glass was starting to fog from the difference in temperatures between inside and out. “I didn’t pack extremely warm clothes.” She told him looking back over her shoulder. “The weather was supposed to be mild when Caleb and I planned our trip.”
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Post by taran on Dec 17, 2008 13:29:39 GMT -5
Bruce grinned at Mica, standing and moving closer to the door. "You don't need clothes," he told her. "You're the Huntress. You can handle this."
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Post by micaylah on Dec 17, 2008 18:41:38 GMT -5
Mica looked at Bruce as he spoke. “Have you seen what the cold does to me?” she asked playfully. She turned to look at the girl on the couch again then turned and ran out the door. “Forget her! She can wait!” Mica laughed loudly as she ran naked through the snow. “Oh my hell it’s cold out here.” She kicked at the snow with her foot as she began to frolic within it.
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Post by taran on Dec 17, 2008 18:57:18 GMT -5
Bruce laughed at Mica, following her outside. He tackled her into the snow, causing it to puff up in a white cloud of flakes. He held her arms out as he kissed her lips softly. He nodded at the snow around them as an invisible bubble kept the falling flakes from touching them and the snow immediately around them seemed to melt into a warm sheet. "See?" he asked as he moved his body closer to hers. "You don't need to worry about clothes."
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Post by micaylah on Dec 17, 2008 21:50:47 GMT -5
Mica looked at him questioningly. “How do you do that? I don’t understand. I like it but I do not understand this power of ours.” She lay within the warmth of the bubble as he moved closer to her. Her smile widened as they lay warm within the darkness of outdoors, under the stars as the snow fell softly around them. “Hold me?” she asked him softly. “It’s almost Christmas. I almost forgot.”
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Post by taran on Dec 18, 2008 0:21:25 GMT -5
Bruce smiled, laying beside her and wrapping his arms around her. "I don't exactly know how I do it," he said, looking up at the stars. "I just...feel. I know what I want to happen, and I make it happen. It feels as if I can make anything I want move how I want it, even your toe!"
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Post by micaylah on Dec 18, 2008 6:33:56 GMT -5
Mica grinned widely. “That is so cool! I will have to practice that more. Do you think you can help me feel how you do it? Oh…and please don’t move my toe. My feet are ticklish.” She looked at him in warning.
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Post by taran on Dec 18, 2008 10:58:07 GMT -5
Bruce grinned at Mica, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" he said as he moved his lips down her side to her feet. "They don't look like it to me. Maybe I should test that out." He ran his hand down the length of her leg to her feet, trailing his fingers lightly over the bottoms as he smiled up at her.
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Post by micaylah on Dec 18, 2008 15:12:31 GMT -5
Mica closed her eyes, exhaling slowly as she felt his kisses trail down her form. She jerked violently as he tickled the bottoms of her feet lightly with his fingers. She began to laugh as she pulled her knees up to her chest trying to get her feet away from him. "BRUCE! I told you!"
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Post by taran on Dec 18, 2008 16:50:53 GMT -5
Bruce laughed loudly, increasing the movements of his fingers upon her feet, tickling her. "Told me what?" he asked as he looked up into her eyes. He grinned at her as he knelt before her, his hands on her knee and foot.
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Post by micaylah on Dec 18, 2008 19:39:51 GMT -5
Mica continued flailing wildly as she tried to get her feet away from him. Her laughter rang out as her eyes begin to tear. “Oh stop….Bruce….pleeeaassseeee….Argh!” she screamed in between her laughter.
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Post by taran on Dec 18, 2008 20:02:13 GMT -5
Bruce stopped tickling Mica, looking into her eyes. "Where else are you ticklish?" he asked, trailing his hands ALL over her body. He touched every curve, every cravas, every dimple and spot, lingering on some of the more difficult to search.
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Post by micaylah on Dec 18, 2008 21:14:55 GMT -5
Mica smiled as she felt him search for her ticklish spots all over her body. Her voice sounded in small moans as he discovered her sensitive places. The ones that caused her to respond instinctually rather than with deliberate intent.
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