Alisha
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Post by Alisha on Apr 23, 2012 19:09:57 GMT -5
Mason opened the fridge and peered inside, scanning the cans that were placed in neat rows. "Uhh." He said, "I've got Coke, Mountain Dew, and water. I need to restock" He looked up in inquiry, his eyes finding her in the room. He grabbed a water for himself, pausing at the fridge to see if she wanted anything. Mason smiled, "Some of them do. Others were just things I liked." He said nonchalantly. The money he already had at his disposal had allowed him to build such a large collection, though, he already had his favorites and some of the equipment in the room hadn't even been used yet. He pointed to one of the ones she was standing by. "Like that red one right there. That one was a gift from my Nana. I use to come here every summer, growing up. She surprised me with it the summer after seventh grade."
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Post by Kelli-wa on Apr 23, 2012 19:18:53 GMT -5
Cybill licked her lips and nodded, "I'll just have a water, then." She started looking around again and then when he pointed she turned, looking at the bike he was pointing too. She smiled, it was sweet that he still had the bike from seventh grade that his grandmother had gotten him. She looked over at him and shook her head lightly, "That's cute," she said lightly. She didn't understand why she couldn't stay mad at him for very long. She was still holding a grudge on her best friend from second grade for stealing her fruit cup, but about ten minutes with this boy and she was ready to forgive him.
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Post by Alisha on May 8, 2012 0:54:41 GMT -5
Mason retrieved the water before closing the fridge with his hip. He walked over to her and handed her the chilled bottle with a smile. Mason shrugged, "You'd be surprised how into it the old woman was, anytime we had a meet anywhere near Riverside she would drag herself there. Some would say she was the loudest one there." He missed his grandmother and her feisty but loving ways. His Nana wasn't like most elderly, up until the day she died she lived her life to the fullest. "Nana didn't behave like an average old person, I swear she was more immature than I was at times."
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Post by Kelli-wa on May 8, 2012 1:15:35 GMT -5
Giving a light nod, Cybill smiled. She took the bottle from his hand and opened it. "She sounds like a really cool person. I wish I could have met her." She looked up at him and it felt like that first day again. Him telling her things that just seemed to personal to tell to just anyone. It was so weird and she couldn't really understand him. He would go up until the point of no return, but he wouldn't cross it, but he would tell her things like this. He was peculiar, but she liked him, and she couldn't put her finger on why. She let her tongue run across her top lip before she took a swig from her water bottle. "Okay, I want to know about this one," she said, walking up behind a different bike. This one was motorized. She set her hand on the seat and raised a brow at him.
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Alisha
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Post by Alisha on May 8, 2012 18:45:28 GMT -5
His grandmother probably would have loved Cybill and her hotheaded ways. He suspected there would never be a dull moment with her around, and he had no complaints. She would definitely keep him on his toes. Mason found it easy to talk to her, to tell her personal details about himself and his life. While he hoped it would make a difference regarding his indiscretions, he didn't do it solely for that reason. He did it because he wanted to. Mason smiled when she stopped at another bike, following her. He put his hand on the front fender, intending to show her a dent there. "This one sent me flying at least ten feet away. Fractured my collar bone." He said, grinning. "Had to wear a neck brace for a month. Never bothered fixing the dent."
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Post by Kelli-wa on May 9, 2012 1:17:32 GMT -5
Cybill smirked lightly at him and then shook her head, "Seriously? Why would you keep it if it broke your collar bone?" she asked, really not caring, just trying to keep the conversation going. She was concentrating really hard on not checking him out because when she did that, she started taking off his clothes in her mind and then she started daydreaming about what she wanted to do to him and she just needed to keep her mind away from there, because she knew he wouldn't let her because 'he didn't want it to be about sex'. She supposed she should appreciate that, but it just aggravated her and she didn't want to be aggravated or mad anymore. Her mind had had enough of that for the day. The week, actually. She let out a sigh and looked around again, "Which one is your favorite?"
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Post by Alisha on May 11, 2012 3:00:57 GMT -5
Mason only shrugged. He didn't quite know exactly why he kept the dirt bike when it was both unusable and had caused him physical harm. It was probably just had something to do with the sentimental value of it. "I would tell you if I knew." It was proving hard for him to concentrate on just her line of questioning, the large room felt too small. She was too close, even at a few feet away. The guilt was there, though, always there. Eating away at him. He furrowed his brow as he thought over her next question. Which one was his favorite? It didn't take him long. "My favorite is the one I had with me at the skatepark. The simple bike." He answered. Though, this didn't help his thoughts any, because now he was thinking about that day, and thinking only served to do one of two things for Mason. Either turn him on or make him sad, sometimes a little of both.
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Post by Kelli-wa on May 11, 2012 3:09:51 GMT -5
She licked her lips trying to keep her mind from seeing him completely naked in that shower. Wet, the water rolling down his perfect skin as he kissed her. She pushed the thought away as quickly as she could, but it didn't matter because now she wanted him again. Nothing could stop that. She was attracted to him, it was only natural. They looked good together and she wished he would give her that, but there was probably no arguing with him. Not at this rate. She nodded, "That's a good bike," she replied, as she moved away from that bike and back over to where she was before, which was closer to him. "Okay, what do you think we should do in here?" she asked, hoping he would crack a little. Let her kiss him, but it was a long shot. She'd already forgiven him, which should have pissed her off, and it probably would when she got back home, but right now he made her mind settle down and mellow.
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Post by Alisha on May 11, 2012 3:21:55 GMT -5
That was a loaded question, and he knew she knew it. He knew she knew it, because it was Cybill and even though in reality they had spent very little time together, he knew that was how she was. Mason knew that what his body was so very wrong, and his mind told him that he was a sick fuck for wanting what he did. But his heart? His heart that was speeding in his chest? That told him that either way, he was screwed. He was in too deep. His heart also told him not to care. That this, with her, wasn't going to go away. That he wouldn't be able to fight it if he tried. He wasn't sure which part of him he wanted to win. Mason swallowed, and eyed her. "I don't know." He said cooly, "There isn't much to do, is there?" He fixed his gaze on her, and made no effort towards breaking that stare. His mind was screaming at him to look away. What the fuck are you doing? But did he? No. Not yet. He was selfish. He didn't want to loose that connection yet.
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Post by Kelli-wa on May 11, 2012 19:00:00 GMT -5
Cybill sight lightly. "Yeah I figured you'd say that..." she said lightly. She let her mind concentrate on something other than how close he was to her. She glanced around the room and then smile lightly at him, "You wouldn't want to give me a ride, would you?" she asked lightly, figuring that would be better than sitting around in his barn doing nothing and thinking of one thing that they shouldnt be. She raised her brow, suggesting that she thought it was a good idea. "I mean, you've got plenty. There has to be one that will hold two people." It was a silly plan, but it was better than no plan. "Or we could go swimming or something."
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Alisha
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Post by Alisha on May 15, 2012 1:36:57 GMT -5
Mason wanted to groan, but he didn't let how the words affected him be known to her. Why did she have to choose those words and that activity. Was she trying to kill him? Mason debated for a moment the pros and cons of taking her riding. It would probably be a huge turn on for the both of them, and it could be disastrous with how wound up they already were. But the selfish won over the conscious. He smirked, heading to a table to pick up a couple helmets and tossing her one of them. "You're on." He said with a laugh, "You think you can handle a ride with me?" He gave a wink, and turned to scan the room for the bike he was thinking of. Once he had spotted it, he left her to retrieve it.
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Post by Kelli-wa on May 15, 2012 1:47:57 GMT -5
He looked as if he were thinking about it, but Cybill couldn't tell if he was actually thinking or if he was faking it, but either way, she'd win out in the end. She always did. With everyone. Except for the other day, with Mason. She licked her lips, maybe she wouldn't win. Then he answered in the affirmative, however. She laughed lightly and caught the helmet. "Oh please," she said, but in her head she was saying, I could handle it if you let me. She kept that comment to herself though and followed him as he chose his bike. "As long as there are no flips involved, I should be good."
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Alisha
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Post by Alisha on May 17, 2012 2:49:16 GMT -5
Mason wiped the thoughts from his head, visions hot showers and even hotter skin. She had tasted like salt from their swim in the ocean, and the way the water- You're a horrible, horrible human being, Mason. He averted this gaze, opting to concentrate on checking the dirt bike before lifting the kickstand. He had no business living out his fantasies with her standing right there. So close that he could just grab her and be done with all of the sexual frustration. He wheeled the bike towards the door, pausing to look at her again. "No way, no flipping with you around. That's dangerous business." Mason shook his head, smiling. "You sure you want to do this? It can become pretty...intense very quickly." This was his last ditch effort to get her to back down, though it was futile to even attempt. He knew that she would use every chance she got to make him squirm.
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Post by Kelli-wa on May 17, 2012 2:57:28 GMT -5
Cybill smirked and shook her head gently as he said no flipping, she knew there wasn't going to be any, it had just been fun to tease him about. She continued to follow him and raised her eyebrows as he asked her again if she was sure about it. "Okay, we may not have known each other that long, but I think you know me well enough to know that I can handle intense." She gave him a wink, trying her hardest to keep from thinking about the intensity that he knew she was thinking about. Sure, she was thinking about the hot shower, the one he'd pushed her back into, but she was also thinking about what had happened earlier. Maybe it had been an argument, but the yelling had sparked the desire in her and she couldn't shake it.
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Post by Alisha on May 18, 2012 3:21:45 GMT -5
It wasn't her he was worried about on that front, it was himself. Mason knew she could handle that kind of intense, it was when it came the time for emotions to be involved that it became too much for her. But could he give her that kind of intense without feeling like a scumbag? Most definitely not in this moment. "Yeah... right." He said, swallowing. "What was I thinking." What the hell am I doing? He chided himself, knowing that this was a very bad idea. The worst thing he could be doing right now. But, who was he kidding? There weren't many things she could ask for that he'd say no to. One of those being sex, and even then he'd been horrible at remaining firm on his position so far. Mason pushed the bike out the door, breathing in the salty air in an attempt to clear his head a bit.
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