True Mates (wolventears & VashBly)
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				Title: <strong>True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>27-12-2014, 02:36:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/b46db196f620d83e0620b622241a0e39_zpsysxz5qmj.jpg) (http://s150.photobucket.com/user/hislipsonmine/media/b46db196f620d83e0620b622241a0e39_zpsysxz5qmj.jpg.html)</div>Magdeline, aka Maggie, slipped out of the house she shared with her husband. He had been out drinking after work and had come home, drunk off his ass. Again. She had been making chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes and country gravy. Apparently, she hadn't added enough pepper to the gravy and it had pissed him off. He had taken the plate she had made him and threw it across the room. It broke into pieces and gravy and mashed potatoes had went everywhere. <br><br>She hadn't moved fast enough to clean it up and make him another plate. That had pissed him off, so, he had grabbed her, his closed fist colliding with the side of her face. She had learned a long time ago that crying only angered him more. So, with a grunt of pain, she took the hit. <br><br>He had went to the fridge and grabbed another beer and a cold slice of pizza from two days before saying he wasn't going to eat her horrible cooking. Then he walked out of the kitchen and sat his ass on the couch, turning on the baseball game. <br><br>She had kept silent. She no longer had tears to cry. She quickly cleaned up the kitchen and dumped the food into the trash, not even eating herself. Then she went to the bedroom and crawled into bed, fully clothed. When she had closed her eyes, her right cheek hurt, but she pushed passed it and managed to fall asleep. <br><br>Only a couple hours had passed when the door slammed open, banging against the wall. He came into the room and yanked the covers off her. She learned a long time ago not to fight him. He yanked her panties forcefully down her legs and then he was atop her, his breath smelling like booze. He must have drank whiskey at the bar. <br><br>He forced her legs apart with his wide hips and forced his cock into her. She wasn't even in the slightest bit turned on, so she wasn't wet at all. But he continued to pound into her, over and over again, his grunts filling the room. After like five minutes of him humping into her, with a last loud grunt, he came, his seed spilling into her. <br><br>Then without a word, he rolled off her, his now limp dick slipping out of her sex, only wet from the seed he had spilt inside her. Within seconds, loud snores filled the room. His had passed out. <br><br>She got out of bed and slipped her panties and pants back on before sliding on a pair of flip flips. She grabbed her keys and left, needing the distance. She walked down the road to the small park that was at the end of the lane and going to the swing set, sat on one, her legs moving beneath her to start her swinging. <br><br>A hand moved up to gently touch her face, but even such a gentle touch hurt. It was now swelling and she was sure she had a black ring underneath her eye and still her hand came away dry.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>28-12-2014, 07:52:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.sheknows.com/articles/2014/05/Jhickam/The-originals-joseph-morgan-interview.jpg)</div><br><strong>Flashback </strong><br>"Vash you will take your rightful place as a rightful alpha of this pack." His father says. Vash was the youngest of two, but he did not like to lead. "Dad that is not may cup of tea so I refuse to become alpha. His father growls angryly, "You would ruin centuries of tradition for what?! I ought to." He says. Vash growls at his father, his growl was not challenging, it was a growl of pent up anger and frustration. "You will do what father? Banish me like you did Elsa. Your daughter! My sister! Your daughter!" He shouts. His father raised his hand, but his mother stopped him, "You wouldn't harm your son." She says. His father glares at his wife but he storms off. His mother walks over to him and hands him a present, "You sure take after me and your sister." She tells him. He opens the gift and pulls out the jacket. "Thank you mother." He says. His mother smiles, "Your father has chosen some one to check out a Colorado town and you should go," She kisses the top of his head, "Merry Christmas my son." She said.<br><br>That fight was exactly a month ago and here he was scooping out out the place for his family. He wasn't really there on his fathers orders, but the person that his father sent was getting his information from him. For that month he had been living of the surrounding land and at times he would walk around town as a wolf, he would walk being a orphaned dog. There were times where he played with kids and they would love to adopt him and that caused him to run away.&nbsp; Like his mother told him back before he left she made him aware that marching to your the sound of your own was not a bad thing and she also told him never to lose that part of him. It seemed that his mother was the only one that understood him, but well maybe it was suppose to be that way after all this was his own mother.<br><br>This was his first time in town as a human and well a part of him was glad to finally have a chance to walk around as a human, "So sis you should come live in Colorado." HE talks into his phone as he walks through thought. "Vash you know I can't the family would be there." His sister says. He looks around, "Oh come on you and I are in the same boat. I left the pack for a bit, dad most be furious." He tells her. His sister laughs over the phone, "Shit you love to piss him off." She retorts. Vash stops and looks around, "Hey sis I have to call you back." He says. "Well it was nice talking to you bro." She says. He hangs up his phone and looks around, "Oh what is this feeling?" He asks himself. <br><br>What the hell was he feeling, he looks around the park and searching for the scent that was getting so excited. He walks around the park. What every it was, it was a scent that with each step he took got stronger and stronger as he walks. "Vash when you find your soul mate you will feel this immense excitement. " His mother's thought ran through his head. He stops his search after five minutes and he found the lady that had him in a state of passion. He looks over at the girl and on the swing and then walks over to her, "Um looks like you could use some company... It is not wise for a lady to be by herself." He says politely. He was wearing black jeans, black shirt, black shoes and his jacket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-12-2014, 21:57:08</strong>
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				Maggie was swinging quietly, her mind running with the why was she doing this to herself and why was she letting this happen, her blueish gray eyes on the ground in front of her when black shoes came into her line of sight. Then that deep voice slid over her, a caress and causing her body to light up in awareness. What was that?...<br><br>She let her gaze slide up. Up and up, over long legs in black jeans and up a torso, a large torso that she could see was covered by a black shirt and leather jacket. The thought of what that torso looked like without the jacket, and even without the shirt slid through her mind until she reached his face. <br><br>Scruff on his chin and cheeks and dirty blonde hair atop his head. And gorgeously full lips. She gulped as a sudden nervousness swamped her, along with a heat she had never felt before. The black ring that was very fresh looking around her left eyes was forgotten as she met his. <br><br>"Um, hello. You can join me if you'd like," she said looking over to the swing beside her, about a foot away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 08:29:51</strong>
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				He looks at the young lady and he felt this heat, this passion was building inside of him and he was at a lose for words. He looks at her, "Shit don't pop a boner," He tenses up, "Oh shit to late." He thought. He looks at her again and then sat&nbsp; on the swing. The black eye did not go unnoticed, so he knew that a handshake was out of the question. "I"m Vash Bly and you are?" He asks with his British accent. He looks around the park, "So what brings out perfection out in a breeze night like this?" He asks her. He got up and took his coat off and he offers it to her, he felt the temperature drop a few degrees. He offers her the jacket, "Well it is going to get a bit cold, here you will need this more than I do." He informs her. He looks at her, "Don't worry about me my dear you need it more than I do." He informs her.<br><br>He walks behind her and without touching her drapes the coat over her without touching her. He walks back to the swing and sat back down in his swing, "So I am new to town." He tells her. He smiles again, "This is a nice place." He adds. He was trying not to stare, but it was difficult this woman was drawing him yet he didn't even know her. He was clueless and he was trying to make an impression. He had no idea if he was making a good one one or a bad one. He gulps as he starts to swing&nbsp; and he looks up at the sky
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-12-2014, 19:48:11</strong>
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				As soon as Vash puts his jacket around her, she in engulfed by a smell that reminds her of rainy nights in the woods. It was odd to think that, but it was a nice change from stale cigarettes and whiskey. Without thought, she reached up and pulled the jacket tighter around her. <br><br>"Thank you, Vash. I am Magdeline, but everyone calls me Maggie. So, you said that you're new to town?" <br><br>She usually wasn't one to just talk to strangers, hell a man whom she literally just met, but this one, she found herself wanting to know about. There was just something about him. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it seemed to be calling to her. 
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>30-12-2014, 08:06:22</strong>
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				He gives her a look surprised that sheb had responded to him. Once again he was cluster and he didn't know why. He really hadn't paid much attention&nbsp; to his mother's statement, he just thought it was her giving him weird advice, but here he was feeling that very thing he thought would&nbsp; happen. "Yes just moved here&nbsp; two days ago. I have been keep in to myself since I am rather new and dont know much about the area. But I know this place that makes killer pumpkin pie." He tells her. He got up and this time offers her his hand, "You need pie and a glass of milk. I am buying." He informs her.<br><br>He laughs, "I am so sorry I tend to get speak a lot when I get nervous. I mean look at you. Gorgeous, good looking I think that falls under the gorgeous&nbsp; category." He informs her. He smiles, "One thing that you will know about your neighbor&nbsp; yes I bought the house across from you. Is that I dont take no for an answer, "So care to join me?" He asks politely 
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-12-2014, 16:04:33</strong>
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				Her eyes widened slightly at his invitation and the hand he held out to her. Then he was calling her gorgeous. She hadn't been called that in, well, years. She had been told that she was over weight, letting herself go by her husband, even though she didn't eat like she should and spent most of the day moving around and cleaning. <br><br>Should she go with him? Did she want to? Yes, she really did, but, and there was always a but...<br><br>She stood and took the jacket from her shoulders and put it in his hand instead of her own. "I'd love to join you, Vash, but I have to get home. I need to make my husbands lunch for tomorrow then get to bed. I-" she shook her head, deciding to say something else then what she wanted. "It was nice meeting you and I hope you enjoy it here."<br><br>With that said, she turned and left, her chest hurting the farther away from him she got. <br><br>She didn't look back, she couldn't, and made it home in record time. She quietly went inside and stripped down to nothing but her panties and slid into bed, where her husband was still dressed, his pants around his thighs, snoring loudly. <br><br>She closed her eyes and told herself to go to sleep, but that feeling of doing something she'd regret still resided in her chest. After what seemed like forever, she managed to fall asleep, dark eyes filling her head. 
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>31-12-2014, 19:46:26</strong>
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				He felt this pain in his chest as she walked away was a lot to digest. He takes a look at his jacket, but his eyes go to her as she walked away. He laughs as he tightens his grip on his jacket, "Well why did you let her get away?" He asks himself. He walks the same route that she took just for the scent of her, he was taking it in with every step that he took. He walks and ends up at the front of her house. He looks at her house and then in his, he walks into his house and sits in front of the tv. She stares at his tv wondering if he should watch TV or call it a night. He went to his room and lays down on the bed. He strips down to his boxers then tries to sleep. Seconds to minutes, minutes drifted into hours and he was wide awake with a single thought in his head, the girl he had meet on the swing a few hours ago. He looks at his clock and once he say that it read only the in the morning he could not believe it, six hours of thinking of a girl that might not even share the same sentiments.<br><br>He walks to his couch and turns on the tv and starts to watch tv, growing bored of it he sighs. What was it about this girl that goth him so worked up?Was it her looks, he had to admit she was a looker. He watches the film and the love scenes were working him up. He turns off the television and he looks around, "What the hell to do now. This woman has clouded my mind. Maybe I should just wolf out and go out for a run." He tells himself. It sounded good and he was&nbsp; thinking about going, but it was to early for a rub outside. He got&nbsp; up and went to the kitchen and he grabs a bowl from the cupboard and the milk from the frig, all that was left was the Reeses Puffs cereal which he got and places on the table. He put everything down and started to eat.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 21:35:59</strong>
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				She woke early the next morning. Even before her husband got up for work. Which actually worked out because she hadn't made his lunch like she had said she needed to do. She slipped out of bed and pulled on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. Coming out of the closet, she looked at the her husband. He hadn't even moved and was still laying there on the bed, pants around his thighs. <br><br>She went to the kitchen, not needing a reminder of the night before, but that thought lead to the thought of Vash and the way those dark eyes looked at her. <br><br>She quickly put together Andrew's lunch and then put the ice chest on the table for him to get when he was leaving. She needed to busy herself, so she went to cleaning the kitchen. It was already clean from last nights cleaning, but she cleaned it anyway. Even took to scrubbing the over. <br><br>At half past 5, Andrew walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. All he said was, "I'm going to the bar after work." No, good bye, I'll see you when I'm getting home, or even a love you. But then that hadn't been said in a long time.<br><br>Then he was gone, the front door slamming to let her know he was finally gone. <br><br>She went down to her knees and that's when the tears began to fall, the pain in her chest back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>03-01-2015, 02:05:13</strong>
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				Vash was getting ready for a run, he had leg warmers under his black shorts and a upper body warmer under his black shirt. Being a wolf had its pro and cons. One of the pros was that he could hear things from a large distance and her cries pierced his ears and for the strangest of reasons, he growls loudly and he was sure that the sound could be heard from his house. "Shit calm down." He tells himself softly. His heart was racing and he took a long deep breath trying his hardest to calm him. One of the cons of his lycanthropy was that extreme bouts of rage triggered his changes and the fact that someone or something hurt his lupa of his future pack was not helping. Once he got his rage in control he walks his phone and looks at the pumpkin pie that was on his kitchen island, "Well what to do Vash? Well you can't just sit here and not have a present for the neighbors." He says to himself.<br><br><strong>In the bowels of his mind</strong><br>He was in the depths of his mind in the same room and he looks at two versions of himself fighting each other. "She is married and he shouldn't do anything to make the problem." The good side of him spoke. He looks at the horned him knowing the retort that was to come. "He should just take her and mate with her. They are true mates, maybe kill the guy make it look like an animal attack. Both sides had valid points. She was married and if they did anything the abuse would get worse. But on the flip side he had the means and the power to release her from such an awful relationship. He was torn right down the middle. His head expanded and eventually blew<br><br>After standing there for a few minutes he snaps back to reality and walks to his frig and grabs the&nbsp; whipped cream out and puts it in his pocket. He grabs his phone and places it in his left pocket and he grabs the pie. He walks out and then heads over across the street and he picks up the newspaper and up the stairs. He knows on the door, "Well whats the worst that can happen. Hey I happen to a werewolf... I am sexually attracted to you and I want to be your mate." He thought. He shakes his head, "Don't go with that Vash. Be honest, just tell her its a friendly gift you enjoyed her company... Yeah way better." He tells himself<br>
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-01-2015, 06:14:49</strong>
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				She had been on her knees in the kitchen her sobbing now just teary wet hiccups. Her cheeks were stained with salty tears and the ache was still in her chest. Then the knock came. <br><br>She got up and splashed some water on her face and hoped her eyes weren't puffy and red and walked to the door. Without looking out the peephole, she turned the knob and pulled the door open. <br><br>"I don't want..." she began but quieted when her yes fell on the man who had haunted her dreams the night before. <br><br>"Vash, what are you doing here?"
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>03-01-2015, 08:13:45</strong>
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				He felt like one of those cartoons characters that bleed from the nose whenever they were near a cute girl, well this was one of those moments. He looks at her, "Well I figured that I could still take you up on my pie proposal&nbsp; from last night," He laughs, "Whipped cream is in my pocket. Right pocket and I got your newspaper." He tells her. Somehow much as he want to lie to her he found himself telling&nbsp; her the truth. "I have never had a sleepless night and here I was up all night thing about you," he makes the sound of a bomb falling&nbsp; then exploding ,"Seems you made a huge impression on me Madeline." He replies to her inquiry.<br><br>There was a struggle in his mind. "Let your inner beast out." His inn ller self said. How he was in complete control of himself was beyond him. He just wanted to jump on her and take her. He looks at her, "It is five thirty and you thought I was a salesmen. I guess it could be worse." He lets her know. He was different around her. His blue&nbsp; eyes were locked into her lovely eyes, the fact that she was bruised&nbsp; did not matter. "You Magdeline are perfectiin." Henlets slip&nbsp; out
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>04-01-2015, 06:54:57</strong>
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				She could only stare there wide eyed at the man before her. She didn't know what to say, much less do. What? Why? <br><br>She finally finds her voice. "Why me?" It was such a dumb question, yet she couldn't help but ask. She had always been told she wasn't attractive or useless, yet this man looked at her with heat in his eyes, looked at her in a way even her husband didn't look at her. Even before he became this way. 
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>04-01-2015, 19:12:12</strong>
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				"You know I have been asking the same question&nbsp; to myself and the best answer that I can up with is you are the only one that really has show. Me kindness since I got here. Others it seem do not take kindly to strangers." He admits to her. He looks at her, "I tried so hard to talk myself out of it, but by the time I did it was to late and here I am." He adds to his previous statement&nbsp; . How could he admit to her that dispite the fact that she was married he was attracted to her.<br><br>He sighs, "I know your married Magdeline, but the mote I tell myself that I should be as far away from you the more I want to be near you. I can't explain it. What the hell! Could be the eyes,&nbsp; the hair, your personality. Everything about you is pulling me in. I'm going to shut up now be for I dig myself into a whole I cant escape." He informs her.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-01-2015, 04:08:47</strong>
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				She just stared at him after he spoke, unsure of how to take that all. She had to admit to herself that she wanted him near, too. The smooth way he spoke to her, the way he looked at her as if she were beautiful, he did things Andrew didn't do anymore, yet she couldn't remember a time where even when Andrew did, she wanted him near her like this. <br><br>Those dark eyes had haunted her dreams last night and she was sure she had slept the best sleep of her life because of it. She couldn't turn him away. She took a step back and to the side. <br><br>"Come in, Vash. Please."
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>08-01-2015, 06:45:08</strong>
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				He smiles as she moves to the side and was allowed to go in. He took a step an shivers, "Thank you any longer and I would have been permanently like that forever." He tells her with his British accent ever so prevalent. He finds his way to he kitchen and put everything thing down and he returns to her. He looks at her in the tank top and yoga pants, as he looks at her he gulps. He was just staring and he had a brain fart. He was at a loose for words and the animal side of him just wanted to take her and mark her as his. "Why am I so out of control around you?" He thought.<br><br>He looks at her and then smiles, "You know all night you filled my head Magdeline. I can't put my finger on it and it is maddening." He tells her. He gets as close as he could without freaking her out, he leans forward and takes in her intoxicating scent. After snapping out of it, he looks at her, "I am so sorry that was so out of line... I should not have done that." He informs her
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-01-2015, 17:05:05</strong>
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				He comes in and takes the pie to the kitchen. When he's back in front of her, she can't help but let her eyes slide over him. And she hadn't noticed, but it was apparent he had done the same thing. <br><br>Then he was leaning forward. For what, she wasn't sure, but she found herself leaning forward as well, her eyes on his soft lips. Then he seems to remember himself and apologizes. She blushes.<br><br>"It's alright," she says. "How about some pie?"
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 06:43:17</strong>
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				Her blush did not go unnoticed, but when she mentioned it was time for some pie. He looks at her and smiles, "That sounds like an idea." He tells her with a smile. He walks over to the kitchen and walks around looking through the drawers for a few items, when he found the pie spatula and then went on to find the forks. He places them on the kitchen island. He looks around for the disposable plates, "Take it easy, take it slow." He tells himself. He places the plates on the table and then looks at the items, "Plates, silverware, pie spatula and she can get the cups." He tells himself. He thinks and he had no choice but to wait for the one that drove him wild the one that was to be his mate if she allowed it.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>18-01-2015, 14:30:31</strong>
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				He went to the kitchen and began looking for things, grabbing what they needed for the pie. This had to be the first time she hadn't needed to do everything. It was kind of nice. <br><br>She went to the cabinet by the fridge and grabbed two glasses. She looked at him over her shoulder. "Milk fine with you?"
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				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 18:33:29</strong>
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				He looks over at her and smiles as he heard the mention of milk, "So any chance you have chocolate milk?" He asks in a teasing manner. He walks over to the refrigerator and opens it grabbing the milk out of it, "Regular milk works just fine." He tells her. He returns to the kitchen island and thinks, "Whipped cream to the face or pie to the face. Calm down that is too much for now Vash." He thought. He puts the milk down and he cuts two slices and places them on the plate and then turns around, "Have you been here long?" He asks his British accent ever so prevalent.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 22:25:58</strong>
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				That British accent rolled over her so nicely. It was different, but nice. She went to the table and began pouring two glasses of milk. When finished, she put the lid on and returned it to the fridge. <br><br>"I grew up here. Born and raised. I know nothing else," she said as she cut into her pie and took a bite. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>20-01-2015, 03:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks at her and smiles as he watches her and listens to her. He grabs the fork and slices a piece and then puts it to his mouth. He removes the fork of his mouth, "So do you think? Is this place a good place for a family? My family sent , her to scout this place. Well not something that I wanted to do, but you know kids always trying to please the parents. Of course I won't be living with them." She tells her. He cuts another piece of his pie and he puts the fork to her lips and he waits
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>20-01-2015, 06:36:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without thought, she opened her mouth and took the bite he offered her. She chewed and swallowed, then realization hit her. Um, what was happening here? <br><br>She felt like she was a teenager all over again. "Vash, I'm married," was all she said. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>20-01-2015, 07:53:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vash was fully aware that she was right, but he didn't seem to matter. He just stood there staring and he finally snapped out of it. Should he be brazen or just be calm and collected. His heart was racing and he puts his plate down, "I am so sorry please forgive me." He says with his British accent coming out.&nbsp; He grabs her by the waist and pulls her close, he could careless what happened, but this felt right. He kisses her passionately and then places his hands on her warm cheeks enjoying at best as he could. It took him a few minutes and then he pulls away after savoring the kiss for what seemed like hours. He stops and pulls away and looks at her, " I am so sorry I don't know what came over me. I just acted." He states
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-01-2015, 14:27:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She melted into the kiss, her eyes closing and mouth opening. Then it was over, all too soon and he was pulling away. <br><br>He began apologizing and she couldn't think straight at the moment, her mind clouded and foggy with what? What was this?<br><br>She was hot, her body aching to be touched. She hadn't felt that way in so long.&nbsp; Her hand touches her lips softly. <br><br>"I, um," she didn't know what to say. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>27-01-2015, 06:39:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks at her and then looks around, "Shit I am so sorry," He looks around, "I better go before I do something worse." He informs her. He walks towards the back and then remembered that he lived in front of her and he changed direction and went out the front door. Of course he grabs his items and he walks, more like bolted to his house. he places everything in the sink and he dials his sisters number, "What is up my little brother?" She asks. "I just kissed a married girl and I liked it! She is my mate for life and yet I am yearning for a married woman." He states. "You know you used a Katy Perry song to tell me what happened." She states. Vash sighs, "Does it look like I care?" He asks her.&nbsp; His sister laughs and looks around her apartment and she laughs, "Well that is a tough one my bother." She tells him
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 01:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watches him leave, still unsure of what just happened. Her heart was racing however and her body was hot, and he only kissed her. Oh, goodness. And she had no one to tell, no one she could confide in and ask questions about this. <br><br>She walked to her bedroom, almost like a zombie, her mind on what happened. She began to separate the laundry. It was all automatic and she didn't need to think about it, which worked because she was sure she wouldn't be thinking of anything other that Vash for awhile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: True Mates (wolventears &amp; VashBly)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 08:20:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could not believe it was beyond believe and he was aware of it and he didn't no how to act. The classic talk of good versus evil, the good was that he knew that taking her was bad, but he was aware that meant she would be getting hurt. Then there was the bad, taking her and ending up in jail for kidnapping. "How funny that doing the right thing harms some one." He thought. He sighs to&nbsp; himself not sure what he should be doing, thus he went to his room and started doing push ups, it was his way of calming himself and well he was off to a good because she was be on his mind constantly throughout the day, but in all fairness the kiss was on his mind and wanting nothing more than to touch her lips again and be in her arms consumed him.
			</dd>
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