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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 22, 2008 16:10:58 GMT -6
Roxxie slid on her clothes, making sure her fitted T hugged her curves just right and her low rise jeans showed off her flat stomach slightly. She grabbed one of her belly button rings that had a red skull hanging from the ring and slid it in the small hole of her belly button just for looks. She looked over towards Coy, wondering how the hell he managed to look manily in her roommates clothes. There was no way she was gonna let him go to the caf with that tight tank and pants that practically showed off his member.
"Its worse!" she whined, crossing her arms. "How the hell am I supposed to concentrate on eating when you're standing there in jeans that shows everyone your package?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 22, 2008 16:24:06 GMT -6
Coy looked down at himself at the size two jeans, smirking at how tight they were and how they hung low which was the fashion of any guy his age these days so he didn't see the problem. Her jumping him wasn't a problem either, though he hoped he didn't make an ass of himself again like last night as he smirked at her and shrugged, the tank top rising a bit as he pulled it back down.
"I look sexy as hell so stop complaining," He said lightly as he smiled at her, flashing his million dollar smile to make her melt as he slowly approached her. He backed her up against the bed, taking her neck in his hands gently as he leaned down and captured her lips in a deep kiss.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 22, 2008 16:51:32 GMT -6
Roxxie couldn't help but smirk towards him, loving the way the jeans fit on him. She was into the tight jeans on men. For some reason it looked sexy, not on all men, but on him it definatly did. She had to hold back from pouncing on him not wanting a repeat of last night to happen. She understood that he needed time, she could live with it. Though he needed to stop teasing her like that otherwise she wouldn't be able to control herself. His kiss set her on fire as she felt the back of her knees hit the bed behind her. She closed her eyes slowly as her hand rested on the back of his head, touching the hair she had roughly tangeld her fingers in last night.
She fell back on the bed, taking him down with her as she took ahold of the too tight tank top and slid it off his frame quickly, feeling his muscular chest against her fingers. "I have....a shirt.....that would.....fit you right." she giggled out between kisses.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 23, 2008 22:44:08 GMT -6
Coy looked down into her eyes as she made him lie down on top of her, groaning when she pulled off the shirt from his skin and moved those beautiful hands across his chest. He bit his lip as he held himself back from shoving his pants off and taking her, knowing he couldn't rush her from her past and he couldn't do that to himself so fast either, after last night's little escapade from hell. He ran his hands along her sides, pushing her shirt up as he grinned cheekily, kissing down her neck with intoxicating kisses.
"I...don't care...I...like that..one.." He purred as he sucked on a spot on her neck below her jaw line, biting softly as he pressed his hips against hers.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 23, 2008 23:00:18 GMT -6
Roxxie moaned softly against his lips once she felt his kisses against her neck and his hips being pressed into her. She wanted him more than any other guy in the past. Manly because he actually cared about her. It was weird. They had only known each other for one night and yet she felt closer to him than anyone else she had ever been with. She ran her fingers threw his wild main, smirking at how sexy his hair looked all messy and untaimed.
"I like you with no shirt at all." she cooed back, closing her eyes softly as she felt his hands begin to roam her body.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 23, 2008 23:05:51 GMT -6
Coy moaned softly when he heard her and felt her hands in sync, his body heat rising as he pulled back from her neck and pinned her hands down. He gazed into her eyes as he smirked. "Stop touching me or we'll both never get to the assembly to get our classes," He muttered huskily as he teased her lips with his tongue before pulling back to yank the shirt back on, fixing the hem of the tank top as he turned and fluffed his hair on his way to her dorm room door. He'd have to rub this in Bell's face, wearing her clothes all around school.
He was going to hell for sure.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 23, 2008 23:18:38 GMT -6
Roxxie watched as he got off of her, smirking when he put the tank top back on. She felt like being challenging, for some reason. Getting that shirt off of him once again was intriging her. She slid off her bed, combing her blond hair back as she watched him walk towards the door. Before he could open it, however, she pinned him against the door, her fingers curling to grasp the hem of the tight tank top. She slid her hand beneath the shirt, slowly running her fingers against his lower abdomen.
"What if I don't wanna go yet?" she raised a teasing brow towards him, her lips brushing perposly against his just to tease.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 26, 2008 22:29:06 GMT -6
Coy turned slightly when he heard her shuffling around as he watched her come up to him, frowning curiously as he was pushed until his back was against the door. He smirked at her as he shook his head, catching her lips in his to shut her up just for the moment to feel her lips on his again. He hated when she'd entice him like this. She had been doing it all damn night and morning, and he knew he was in for worse along the road of trying to get over his problems and fears to try and be with her. Finally have a go at a relationship when his past proved he sucked horribly at them, getting his own girlfriend driven from her home because of one mistake.
"I...want to...before we...get a little naughty," He purred softly against her lips as he teased her lips with his tongue, though when she leaned in for more he retreated just as much and smirked, fixing the shirt for the umpteenth time as he ruffled her hair.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 26, 2008 22:39:20 GMT -6
Roxxie pouted slightly, but didn't let him see. She knew he needed time before they had sex, but she was so used to having sex to prove that you liked a guy. She was a little torn, not knowing if she really knew how to get to know a person anymore other than on physical terms. She pulled away, however, knowing he needed his space and was going to give it to him. She'd never force anything on him. She knew what it was like to be forced to do something against your own will, and she'd never put him threw that. Nor anyone else.
"You look like a homo." she pointed out, the shocked look he gave her made her laugh.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 26, 2008 22:50:48 GMT -6
Coy moaned as he rolled his eyes, shaking his head fervently in denial as he crossed his strong arms and looked down at her challengingly. "I am not gay, if that's what you're insinuating. And I always look good in anything I wear, so I don't look it either!" He added to sound a bit cocky as he smirked at her, fluffing his shaggy hair as he turned and opened her dorm room door as he stepped outside of it. The hall was crowded with excited students, most holding hands and others in packs like clique girls and jock guys all making their way out of the building and into the main building to get the assembly over and choose their classes before they cramped out.
He glanced over his shoulder to see her still sulking, rolling his eyes as he smiled at her to get her to swoon. "Come on, Roxxiebear..." he teased, calling her a name that would at least get her out of the room to hit him so he could take her down there.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 26, 2008 22:58:26 GMT -6
"What are you trying to say? Gay men can't dress? Haven't you heard of Queer Eye For The Straight Guy?" she teased slightly, seeing him open the door. The students in the hallway took her hyper attitude down to sulking. She hated people, mostly. Not all of them, but a good majority of people, she hated. She cringed when she saw the preppy girls walk down the halls with there skimpy skirts and frilly pink tops. While the jock looking men looked even queerer than what Coy did and they weren't wearing girls clothes. She smiled when Coy tried to cheer her up, a small sigh coming from her.
"I feel an anxioty attack coming on." she muttered only loud enough for Coy to hear as they squeezed into the hallway. Wishing she was kidding about that anxioty thing.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 26, 2008 23:13:31 GMT -6
"You're going to be fine if you're with me. Trust me, I'm more bad ass with things I care about than you think so don't freak. I'll even get an inhaler within seconds, in case of an emergency!" Coy said quietly in her ear, kissing her there as he moved into the hallway with her, squeezing past people to make their way out the door. The day outside was bright and sunny, a little too bright and the air was stifling hot as he swallowed, shaking his head at how mad he was that he hadn't grabbed a white tank from her and not black that attracted the damn sun. "I'm going to burn!" He mumbled as he pouted, quickly moving across the lawn with her as they skidded into the building to get into the cool air conditioning.
He looked around the auditorium as he smiled at how it was like a theater, twice the size of one. He shivered slightly at how cool it was as he led her over to a row of seats, sitting on the very end seat against the aisle and letting her slide into the one beside him. He laid his arm on the armrest in between them and held his hand out, palm facing up for her to hold his hand as he smiled at her.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 26, 2008 23:26:46 GMT -6
Roxxie smiled for a split second at his words, feeling herself become slightly at ease with Coy there by her side. At least she had someone there for her just in case she actually did have an attack. It had happened before, that was for sure. The tightness in her chest, the feeling like she was gonna pass out. It hadn't happened yet, but she had experianced the feeling before and she hated it so damn much. Thankfully once they reached the auditorium, she felt herself relax.
She sat back against the red seat, crossing her legs as she watched Coy sit down. She smiled towards the gesture with his hand as she slipped her small palm against his and laced there fingers together.
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Post by Coy Rivers on Dec 26, 2008 23:34:59 GMT -6
Coy looked at her and smiled softly, words being passed through his stare that need not be said as he looked up front once they called for attention. The whole assembly room, full of returning students and new ones like them quieted down and stared in alert at the principal and staff who gave them the usual lecture of rules and regulations, time to be spent for each degree they aimed for, and classes they had before running through the introduction of each staff member and teacher. He pointed out the classes he wanted and scrutinized the teachers while the principal babbled his usual bullshit he was told to say each time this came around. One hot girl teacher, which he only minded because he could flirt for higher grades in need of emergency though he had a feeling Rox wouldn't like that. Wow, he was already limiting himself on what would piss her off. He was really losing it for her...
He cleared his throat as he grabbed a pen from his pocket and wrote down on his hand which classes he wanted, smirking when he felt her beautiful eyes on him in either amusement or confusion from how crazy he must be when he had a Blackberry in his pocket but he was too lazy to take it out and type it all up.
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Post by Roxanne Star on Dec 27, 2008 0:28:59 GMT -6
Roxxie rolled her eyes as the lectures went on. How many times in her life did she need to hear the 'Say No To Drugs' bit, or the 'Binge Drinking Is Bad'. She loved how they lectured it, yet all the students pretty much did all of the above. She wasn't too big on drinking since she grew up with a drunk parent, but she was known to smoke a couple joints every now and then. She used to be much worse, but she had toned herself down two years ago with her drug intake when she had to go to rehab to get off Herion. She wasn't really ever a good girl.
She looked towards Coy in somewhat amusment at him writing his classes down on his hand, having a blackberry in his pocket, but she chose not to question it. She took out her cell phone and made a short list of classes, only wanting to do four. She wanted less, but her aunt wanted her to do more than just two or three.
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