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Post by dumbanddumber on Jul 23, 2008 17:19:24 GMT -5
[shadow=black,left,300]&& why so serious? [/shadow]
Marco tugged lightly on the leash as the powerful dog tried to drag him foreword, the choke chain tightening lightly around the dogs thick muscular neck. The rottweiler responded instantly to the pressure, and slowed his pace. he had learned to give in to light pressure, or else his owner could really make it hurt. Marco grinned. Atta boy... He cooed to the large canine. Marco took the last coupld drags of his cigarette, before tossing it on the ground. On the sidewalk of course. Couldnt take the chance of lighting the park on fire...
The boy spotted a bench, and decided to go sit down. He lead his dog over and sat upon it, and signaled the dog to sit. Voulken responded, planting his powerful hindquarters on the ground. marco dug into his pocket and pulled out a piece of spearmint gum, plopping it into his mouth. He sat back and relaxed, hoping someone he knew would show up.
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Post by brigette on Jul 23, 2008 17:50:27 GMT -5
Bridgette walked along the concrete path that twisted and turned through the park. She had her hands hanging by her side and she walked slowly through the park. She was wearing a dress. A dress without any straps.
She looked over, and spotted Marco with a rottie at a nearby bench. She walked over and sat beside him, crossing her leg over her other leg. She smiled at him. Hey there. she said.
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Post by dumbanddumber on Jul 23, 2008 17:59:31 GMT -5
&& why so serious?
Green eyes jumped to the girl who had just sat down by him. A smile instantly appeared on his face when he realised who it was. It was the bridgette girl who he had met in the mall not too very long ago. His eyes wandered over her attire, and stopped at the strapless dress. He bit his lip, and couldnt get over how stunning she was in that dress. Absolutely drop dead gorgeous.
Hey babe...
He cooed softly, and wrapped his arms around her in a hug, his long arms warpping around the girl's tiny waist, and he was waiting for her to hug back. [/color][/left][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by brigette on Jul 23, 2008 18:15:34 GMT -5
Bridgette smiled as he wrapped her in a hug. She returned the favor, wrapping her arms around him in a hug as well. She kissed his cheek gently in a friendly manner.
She pulled her head back, and looked at him, but her arms were still wrapped around him. Suddenly, she had a flash back. Of where she first kissed him in the mall. She had to admit, it was the best kiss she had ever got.
How have ya been, hun?
[/color] she said smiling at him. She looked in his eyes. She suddenly released and slid her arms around his neck in sort of a teasing manner, like he was about to get a kiss.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by dumbanddumber on Jul 23, 2008 18:43:18 GMT -5
&& Why so serious?
Marco returned the girl's smile, and couldnt help but otice that she was teasing him, wrapping her arms around his neck. His eyes couldnt help but wander over her, and, after all, he really didnt feel like stopping them. He knew bridgette really wouldnt mind.... So they wandered over her features. Her looks, charm, and that strapless dress was almost too much for him to handle.
But he played with his lip ring, his tongue swirling around the end of the barbell that rested on the inside of his lip. His tongue was getting exercise, practicing for when the time comes. He knew it would come soon, seeing as she had already planted a kiss on his cheek, and she had only just sat down. Of course, he would have planted the first kiss, but he didnt want to seem like he was rushing things.
He smiled down at her. Much better now... He answered, planting a kiss on her lips.
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Post by brigette on Jul 23, 2008 18:50:04 GMT -5
Bridgette giggled, and realized his eyes were roaming all over her. She giggled quietly. She noticed he was playing with his lip ring. She was going to make his tounge busy.
As he kissed her on the lips, she knew it was time. She kissed back, one of her hands playing with his hair. She ran her tounge along his bottom lip, just teasing him more.
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Post by dumbanddumber on Jul 23, 2008 20:06:28 GMT -5
&& Why So Serious??
{{Aha... Lucky you...
You get to experience ze Marco's amazing tongue tricks...
Haha :DD}}
&& Marco's hands wandered up and down her slender waist, his hands caressing her as she kissed him back. But they didnt go any higer or lower. He wasnt going to jump to that yet. As much as he wanted to, he wanted Bridgette more, and he wouldnt do anything that would endanger wherever this relationship was going.. Bridgette was too special of a girl... and marco didnt think he'd ever see another like her.
marco grinned mid kiss, and gave into the tongue against his bottom lip. His own pierced tongue came in contact with hers, and his tongue instantly started going into thier little tricks.
marco was a magician with his mouth. He could flip his tongue all the way over, and back again, like nothing. He could do all kinds of funny shapes with them, and he could even vibrate it... {{I have a friend who can do this... :DD Sheep amazingness...}}.
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Post by brigette on Jul 23, 2008 20:17:55 GMT -5
Chills were sent up her spine as Marco ran his hands over and around her waist. She giggled, and more chills were sent. But it was the good kind of chills. The ones you get when your kissed by someone you've loved for so long and now got to kiss them for the first time.
Suddenly, she felt Marco's tounge press against hers. He had a tounge ring, something she liked. She pushed her tounge against his, massaging it gently. She giggled and she let her hand run down his back gently and across his sides, to where his abs was. She wasn't going to take his shirt off, she was just feeling his abs, which were pretty hard.
She scooted closer to him, so that their chests were basically touching. Not one second did she break from the kiss. She keep her fingers on his abs as she traced over them gently. They were there, alright.
((We let someone come in this thread with a temp. charrie named Marcus. It's for a plot.))
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Post by Alex Lovasz on Jul 23, 2008 21:54:14 GMT -5
Marcus was just wondering down the sidewalk... Ok so in reality he was looking fro Bridgette. She was the most amazing most beautiful drop dead gorgeous girl he had ever met let along the greatest thing that had ever happened to him... And he managed to lose her like an idiot. He regreted every moment of it. And was here to try and get her back. He would do whatever it took. He strode down the sidewalk in the park following its interesting windy path. Everyone and there mom seemed to be... somewhere else.. Everyone and their dog were running about though. It was a pretty quiet day actually. It was nice and peaceful but only made him think more about Bri and how he missed her. He was a pathetic soul yes he was.
As he was walking along a bench came into veiw... but what was on that bench was what got to marcus. He stopped dead in his tracks and just stared for a moment was some guy screwed around with bri's tongue. He clenched his fists and walked... more like stormed over. "What the Hell is goin gon here?" She it really wasn't any of his business but it hurt to see the girl you thought you loved making out with some other guy. He was hurt... and there for got mad. "Bridgette who is this loser?" He didn't care who he was. All he knew was he was being a little to friendly with his... with Bri. and he didn't like it... no not at all.
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Post by dumbanddumber on Jul 23, 2008 22:58:18 GMT -5
&& Why So Serious??
Marco took a deep breath as her hands wandered down his back, but he was a little dissapointed when they merely skimmed over it. But still. Every nerve on his back tingled with delight as her soft hands traveled down them. Of course, his back would have been alot happier if she had scratched it. After all, his greatest turn on was back scratching... If a girl was to scratch this boys back, she better be able to control his sex drive.
Even though he got a little overwhelmed with back scratching doesnt mean he would get completly out of control. He wouldnt rape a girl, my god no... He would just be a little more rambunctious and... well, 'handsy'. But telling him to stop would end all this. He spoke mid kiss, still seeming to get the words out and kiss her at the same time. Babe, if you're gonna touch my back, It would be better if you scratched it. He said softly, before shutting up and concentrating more on the kissing.
But before she could respond, another voice broke the silence, and he seemed rather angry. marco stopped kissing and looked over at the man. An eyebrow co.cked. As far as he knew she was single... so who was this bimbo? Maybe an overly jealous ex of some sort, jealous that he could score such an awesome chick? He frowned and began to get a little irritated as the man raised his voice. marco stood up to face the man directly. My name's marco... He replied for her, a raising his voice a little. And she was making out with me, thats what. Now, if you have a problem, go throw your hissy fit somewhere else. No one wants to hear it.
[/color] He hissed angrily. It wasnt very often that someone could interrupt such an awesome makeout session and have Marco be okay about it, especially with a girl like bridgette. And besides, he was just warming up this tongue. How dare this dou.che interrupt his kissing session![/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by brigette on Jul 24, 2008 6:54:39 GMT -5
Bridgette couldn't help but smirk as Marco mentioned something about scratching his back. Her lips molded and moved along slightly with his. Suddenly, something broke all that.
She looked up to see who would even think of doing that, and turns out it was her ex. Marcus. Marcus. What in the h.ell are you doing here?!
[/color] she exclaimed, but more in a tone to where only the three could hear. As Marco stood up and mentioned his name and what they were doing, she saw more rage in Marcus's eyes. She gripped Marco's hand tightly and slid closer to him. She was more in fear then anything. What many people didn't know was that Marcus abused her in the relationship. Now, I revert back to my question. Now, Marcus, what in the hell are you doing here at Pinewood? Shouldn't you be back at Dallas making out with your boyfriend. Making out with the same guy I caught you with the day I walked in your room and saw you kissing him and taking off his shirt? And not to mention, ut that was mym best friend.[/color] Bridgette said, tears and memories all coming back to her. This can't be happening. Why in the world would Marcus come back for me? Does he still love me? Does he want me back? so many questions raced through Bridgette's head.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Sam Lettington on Jul 24, 2008 9:55:30 GMT -5
Marcus stared coldy at this kid named Marco her really didn't give a rats rear end who this guy was. He could be some little kid from the barn and Marcus was still going to plan on beating the crap out of him for shoving his tongue down Bridgette's throat. He stared at the guy with his jaw tight and nuckles turning white. He ignored Bridgette's first comment. This guy was really getting on his nerves and his thingyy prep rich kid attitude wasn't going to last much longer as long as Marcus had anything to do with it. "you got a lot of nerve MarCo." He looked him up and down sizing u his possible opponent. "A scum bag like you doesn't diserve Bridgette." He was going to say more but bridgette cut him off.
He listened to what she said without interuption. But when SHe stopped he opened his mouth faster then Marco could. "Bri i'm her to appoligize. I made the hugest mistake letting you go. I didn't mean to hurt you. Josh doesn't mean anything to me. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm so stupid and i was so wrong. Please Bridgette... I'm so sorry." He Spoke sinscerely and his voice even cracked a little. Sure he was a strong tough guy but he felt horrible for letting her slip away. And now he ws paying for his mistakes. He reached his hand out and moved a lock of hair from her face. He really was sorry for hurting her. She was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He would even go straight if it meant getting a second chance.
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Post by brigette on Jul 24, 2008 10:07:33 GMT -5
Rage suddenly went through every limb of her body as Marcus called Marco a scum bag. She let go of Marco's hand shortly and slapped Marcus across the face. Don't you dare ever call Marco a scum bag! He's the farthest thing from that!
[/color] she yelled at Marcus. She stepped back, grabbing Marco's hand again. She listened to Marcus. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she shook her head. Then why did you do it? Why did you leave me heartbroken for Josh, huh?[/color] she said, her voice shaky. She pressed her body against Marco's just wanting to fall in to his arms. I loved you, Marcus. I really did. But when I walked in your room on the day of our 1 year anniversoury, and I saw you kissing Josh and making out with him, my heart tore in a million little pieces. And it drove me to this.[/color] She said, holding her arm out to show him the scars on her wrists that were barely healing. Tears streamed rapidly down Bridgette's soft face. Her eyes had now turned a baby blue, the way they always did when she cried. Then, she looked down at Marcus's clenched fist. Why are you clenching your fists, Marcus? You going to punch Marco or something? Cause if you do, you know how I am when I get angry.[/color] she said gently, not raising her temper again. If she knew Marcus the way she knew him during their relationship, he would grab her by her arm and basically knock her to the ground for saying that. She stood firm, although on the inside she was weak.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by dumbanddumber on Jul 24, 2008 19:05:32 GMT -5
&& Why So Serious??
As the girl grabbed his hand, Marco's own hand tightened around it, almost as a reflex. He listened as the two argued, trying to keep up with the two's history. His eyes widened as she mentioned the josh kid, or whatever the hell his name was. Haha, you think IM a scum bag? Is that why IM the one whos got bridgette? No, you're the stupid as.s who cheated on her with a dude... He replied casually.
eyes looked down at her as she scooted closer. He could tell she was scared. It made him wonder why. Had he been abusive to her in the past? Was she afraid of being hit? He reacted by scooting slightly infront of her, but making sure she could still see him, just to give her a little more comfort. Then they jumped to her wrist as she held it out, the scars staring up at the three of them. Sympathy coursed through him as he laid on the angry cuts, hate growing towards the guy that had done this to her.
Her last comment made him chuckle. Punch me? Haa... wow... Dude, if you wanna fight over this, lets go.
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Post by brigette on Jul 24, 2008 19:23:40 GMT -5
Bridgette listened to Marco's words closley. As she scooted closer and gripped his hand tightly, He gripped her's back in return, and scooted in front of her, comforting her.
When Marco said something about Marcus punching him, and starting a fight, fear went through her. Mainly for Marco then anything. She leaned up to his ear.
Marco, no. I know how Marcus is. He won't turn turn down a fight. And I don't want you getting hurt. Trust me, I should know. He used to hit me. Please, Marco.
[/color] she begged in his ear silently. The truth was, she'd rather have herself get hurt then Marco. But she knew how Marcus was, and if he wanted to, could put a hurting on somebody. She gently put one of her hand's on Marco's hip. But then she pulled it away, whiping away the mascara and eyeliner that was now running down her face. When she finished, she put her hand back on his hip.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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