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				Title: <strong>The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>19-07-2015, 01:49:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i1380.photobucket.com/albums/ah162/Wintersday92/sexy-hot-redhead-photos-0_zpsnxep1xzb.jpg)<br>~Katherine Woodville~</div></div></div></div><br>A slim curvaceous figure stood before a long mirror. Her Hazel brown eyes looked back at her own reflecting, calculating on her choice of outfit. It was the tenth dress she had tried on that evening and there wasn't enough time for her to change her mind again. Although every dress she tried she looked amazing (the comments from her younger brother) she wan't a dress that would make her stand out from this nights events. There was a few good reason why she want to stand out, one she liked to be different, two this one had a slight twist to it. <br><br>Although this was a charity event filled with many rich families and couples, for her this was almost something like a blind date. Her parents had spend the last few months finding the perfect husband for their daughter and tonight would be the first night that both families got the chance to meet each other. So this just added to the importance of how well she dressed tonight. <br><br>Her red hair was loosely tide up in a bun with a few wavy stands hanging down the frame of her face. Simple make-up was the key for tonight, with basic eye make up and the good classic red lips. The dress that she had finally decided on framed her boobs perfectly and nipped in at the waste showing off her curvy body as much as she liked. From there the light beige dress flowed out and down the tops of her knee. An elegant length that her parents approved of. To top off her outfit she stepped into some matching coloured heels with a laced pattern around them. <br><br>With a gently twirl her dressed flared out, like those dress on princesses. No matter how old she was, there was always a nice feeling and satisfaction of when a dress would dance around with her with she span. A light laugh came from the door as the young women looked over at her younger brother (of two years difference). <strong>"What?"</strong> She asked as she frowned at him lightly. <strong>"Nothing Princess..."</strong> he replied with a large grin across his face. For a moment she stared at her brother annoyed of his mockery but soon she couldn't help but laugh along with him. Although she was the older sibling, her brother like to play the part of an older protective brother. <strong>"Come Miss Katherine Woodville...soon to be Katherine-" "DON'T even go there...."</strong> Katherine quickly snapped back as she took his arm, glaring at him. <br><br>Although this was something her parents arrange this was by far what Katherine or her brother wanted. But Katherine knew if she didn't go through with her parents wishes, they would more then likely disown her. As for her parents liking she played to much of hard to get. Unlike her brother who was already in a promising relationship. Of course he got to choose for himself but then again he had no trouble in liking or picking the right women. Katherine on the other hand was just too fussy. Either men where too boring or up their own asses. Where was the interesting guys? The ones with a secret? That where unpredictable and made her heart race? <br><br>Oh well it was to late to find that kind of man. Tonight was the night she would meet her future husband to be. '<em><strong>God lets not hope he's an arrogant ass...' </strong></em> Katherine thought to herself as her and her family made there way to the venue where the night had only just began. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>01-08-2015, 07:08:50</strong>
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				Marcus wasn't quite sure why he had to attend this particular party.&nbsp; He knew why it was happening and of course ultimately why he hadn't left yet, but he was seriously considering leaving, if not now, certainly later.&nbsp; His brother was to be paired off with the Woodville girl, what was her name again?&nbsp; Katherine?&nbsp; She was supposed to be a gem, but no one knew what she looked like.&nbsp; Or at least he and his brother didn't.&nbsp; Standing at the bar, he was having a few drinks, trying to quiet the voice of the beast in his head.&nbsp; Normally it was easier, but lately, things had been a bit louder, more vibrant.&nbsp; It was asking him for a mate, or at least a female to mate with.&nbsp; Either way, at times it was defeaning and he was worried he might change in public.&nbsp; That was a good way to get yourself either killed or in the very least kicked out of the pack.<br><br>Now Marcus was the youngest out of the two brothers, but it seemed he was the one with the head on his shoulders.&nbsp; They both had good looks, but it seemed his brother liked loose women and fast cars among other things, where as Marcus liked money and success.&nbsp; And he was already seemingly working hard towards both of those goals, hoping to not be a fuck up like his brother and take over the family company when he was a bit older and his father had retired.&nbsp; For now, he was overseeing aspects of it, learning the ropes so that he'd be ready when the time came.&nbsp; It put no pressure to be with anyone and it gave him no time to be with anyone either.&nbsp; So far, no one had quite struck him as “the one”, but he was sure the right woman would surface for him when it happened.<br><br>Standing at just over 6 feet tall, his dark blonde hair seemed to have bit of red and brown in it, making his hair colour something darker then one would expect when they described him as blonde.&nbsp; His eyes were a yellowish green all the time, scanning the large room at this banquet hall.&nbsp; One would have thought with the amount of people and formality that it was someone's bar mitzvah.&nbsp; It seemed most of the guests had arrived, but his brother was no where in sight despite this whole thing really being for him and of course there hadn't been an announcement made that signalled the arrival of the woman intended for his brother.&nbsp; It was a few sips of his drink before he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up.&nbsp; With the bar so close to the entrance of the hall, he had a good view of those that were entering, and when this woman did, he found he couldn't ignore her.<br><br>There was something about her, something primal, something that was strung between the two of them, and immediately he felt the need to approach her.&nbsp; What the hell, his brother wasn't around and the other person they were waiting for wasn't here yet, so why not?&nbsp; Making his way over to her, he produced his hand for her to shake, dressed in a very decent and nicely fit suit, he looked well put together and had a look in his eyes like he was already deeply in love with her he just didn't know it.&nbsp; However, he remained very proper and polite.&nbsp; The tone of his voice was like honey as it made its way to her ears, “Good Evening.&nbsp; It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.&nbsp; Please won't you come and sit for a drink?&nbsp; I have a feeling it's going to be a long night...”, his eyes drifted to her family that scattered away from her then.&nbsp; Who was she that her whole family came?&nbsp; Someone he didn't know.&nbsp; <br><br>Something about all of this felt utterly right and then at the same time it felt as if something had gone horrible wrong.&nbsp; He began to wonder where his brother was as he waited for the pretty woman in front of him to accept his offer without really thinking, at least not yet, that this MIGHT be the woman that was being paired off to his brother.&nbsp; So far, that would have made sense, but there was something there that was clouding his thoughts and judgement on this whole interaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>01-08-2015, 20:40:35</strong>
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				The sun has started to set as the family arrived at the venue. It was a beautiful building, all white a crisp and somewhere on the outskirts of town. The place was surrounded buy lawns, tall trees, flowers and even a calming lake. "Planning your escape route already?" Katherine's younger brother Aaron teased over to his sister. "Of course... which do you think will be more promising, the lake or the woods?" She replied with a small smile as she looked away from the scenery and stepped out of the car.<br><br>As a family they all made their way into the elegant building that was already buzzing with plenty of guests and chatter. Katherine's parents where the first to take in the sight of the main hall, followed by her brother and then herself. Looking around Katherine couldn't help but think that any one of these men in this room would be her future husband. It was a thought that made her stomach turn and not in the good way either. That was right up until her hazel eyes met with that of yellowish green, almost olive like eyes. They where almost hypnotising and a chill ran down the back of her spin. Unlike the other men her eyes made contact with, she just couldn't seem to leave the sight of his. <em>'Oh please god let him be the one..."</em> Katherine found herself thinking but instantly she knew the likely hood of this man being her future husband was about as much of a chance of her winning the lottery. Hey knowing her luck she'll most properly never see him again. <br><br>But that didn't stop her from smiling brightly and sweetly over to the gentleman as he made his way over to her. She took this sort time to look him over and take in just how handsomely he looked. She had to admit he was one of the most well dressed men there, with his whole suite fitting him perfectly. His hair was unique colour, somewhere between blonde and a chestnut brown and how could you not forget his eyes? They where almost like crystals the way the seemed to sparkle as he got closer towards her. <br><br>Kindly she took his hand into hers, her eyes not leaving his as he spoke. Even his tone of voice was enough to make her go weak a knees but instead of acting like a silly school girl, she kept her cool. "The pleasure is all mine..." Katherine replied over to him as she allowed her hand to linger in his. There was something about his man already that just seemed to capture her. It was hard for her to pinpoint exactly what made her interested in him but all she knew was that she wasn't going to pass up on the chance to have a drink with him. "I would <em>love</em> to have a drink with you." She replied sweetly to him, her voice gentle and soft, like pure silk. She glance over to her brother who gave a slight nod silently saying that he would get her when it was time, although she hoped that moment would never come. <br><br>Reluctantly letting go of his hand she softly linked her arm with his. The scent of her floral perfume filling the air around her.&nbsp; "So are you here for business or pleasure?" she asked letting the word pleasure linger in the air as they made their way back to the bar where they first spotted each other. Deep down she knew that nothing could come of this, that really she shouldn't even be drinking let alone talking with this man. After all she was here to meet her future husband not find that certain guy that made her heart race like he did already. But hey this was a social even as much as a blind date! Surly them talking wouldn't cause any harm right?<br>&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>03-08-2015, 08:11:48</strong>
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				Marcus smiled gently as she took his hand.&nbsp; Well, at least this event wasn't going to be a total bust!&nbsp; Walking with her over to the bar, he didn't stop to think who this might be or what this connection was that he felt, invisible and yet strong between the two.&nbsp; Her touch was like a live wire and the smell of her was intoxicating.&nbsp; The wolf in him was calling out to her, and perhaps her own from what he could tell, although he wasn't quite sure with all the noise and other smells around.&nbsp; If she was, she hadn't hit that transitional period.&nbsp; A late bloomer some would call it.&nbsp; <br><br>She seemed soft and yet exciting at the same time and he waited for her to sit on one of the barstools before he sat down himself.&nbsp; He might as well go old school politesse on her, so he could make a good impression.&nbsp; Who knew, maybe she'd go home with him?&nbsp; He had already had enough of this schindig, considering it was for his brother the screw up.&nbsp; “Rye and ginger, and you...?”, he said, looking from the bartender to the woman next to him.&nbsp; He had heard her question and fully intended on answering her.<br><br>“Neither.&nbsp; I'm here because my family asked me to...”, he simply said, looking back to the bartender as he set his drink down, snagging it and taking a healthy sip, he slipped the tender a couple bucks as he also gave Katherine her drink.&nbsp; “My name is Marcus, and yours...?”, he asked as he took another sip of his drink.&nbsp; It was then that the whole room got quieter and then a bit louder as his brother seemed to arrive on the scene, half loaded already, and make his way around the room, looking for the poor girl that was here to be pawned off on him.&nbsp; Had she shown up yet?<br><br>A glance over towards the door revealed that no one new had come through those doors, so he either missed her arrival or they were incredibly late.&nbsp; As smart of a man as he was, maybe there was a part of him that had already claimed the woman next to him despite her clearly being the girl that was to be paired off and eventually wed to his older brother.&nbsp; He swore, at times, it was hard to realize who was the older brother, mostly because of how they lived their lives and presented themselves to the public and other people outside of the family.<br><br>His brother, Tristan was equally handsome, but in a different way.&nbsp; Dark hair, dark eyes, he had many women in his bed week in and week out, but he never cared to actually have a proper relationship with any of them.&nbsp; This arranged marriage was forced with the hope that having a wife like Katherine from a family like hers would help settle him down from his rock star lifestyle, although by the looks of him tonight, he didn't have any intention of changing any time soon.&nbsp; Half in the bag and flirting with everything with two legs, he was slowly making his rounds, trying to find out which woman he was going to get to call his own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>03-08-2015, 22:38:46</strong>
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				Swiftly Katherine slid into one of the barstools crossing one leg over the other before ordering her drink of a tall glass of red wine. She smiled politely at the bartender as he poured their drinks, her eyes drifting over to the rather handsome stranger she was having a drink with. "Oh how interesting..." she replied as she happily took her drink from his hands. Her fingers gliding across his as she did. Looking around the room she wondered how many other 'families' where here. In all honesty she couldn't had imagine many where here. So that would have to mean him and his family where here for something more then a charitable event. <br><br>Knowing this seemed to brighten up Katherine's hopes. Maybe, just maybe he could be the guy she was due to marry and if he was, well who was she to complain? I mean he most certainly had the looks plus there was that little something about him that she couldn't quite put her finger on, something almost wild or primal. That something she couldn't wait to explore and find out. "My name is Kat..." Katherine started her reply but she was suddenly sidetracked as the room become quieter. She had expected to find that maybe some of the night's charity events where beginning to start but instead she found out that some rather loud man making his way through the crowd. <br><br>Katherine could tell that he was the kind of guy that liked to be in the centre of attention, or rather in the centre of attention of women. He had that fake 'charming' smile that made most women weak at the knees and it was clear with the way that he could move from crowd to crowd that he had a away with words to. All in all, he was the kind of guy Katherine hated and she found herself crossing her fingers that <em>he</em> wasn't the one she was meant to be wed off too. After all the guy she was sitting next to seemed so promising. <br><br>Remembering that she was actual meant to be drinking with Marcus she drew her attention back over to him, but it seemed he was distracted too. "Umm lost someone?" Katherine asked over to him as she raised her eyebrow lightly, watching him as he looked passed her and over at the door which her and her family hadn't longed walked through. Suddenly she heard a familiar rawer of laughter coming from a nearby group of people, which consisted of her parents, younger brother and none other Mr Prince Charming. Instantly her heart sank and she didn't dare make eye contact with her family, the only reason she could think of her whole family laughing at this guy was if he was the one she was marring. <br><br>"Oh Crap." She said out loud to herself as she took a rather large swig of her wine, almost forgetting that Marcus was there next to her. Looking up from her glass her eyes met with his once again. Her stomach almost dancing with both want and regret. <em> This</em> was the kind of man would want to be with not some arrogant Prince Charming. Before she could even think up an escape route her brother called over. "Katherine, come over there's someone you should meet." Right there and then should would had paid anyone anything if they could have made her disappear. A heavy sigh escaped her plump red lips as she reluctantly she slid off of her stool, the side of her leg lightly gracing on Marcus's. Her eyes met back with his, "I suppose you don't have a gun in that very nice fitted suit of yours?" She asked half jokingly with a small smile. "I have a feeling I wont see you again but thank you for the drink, I kinda needed it." She added as she drained glass and placed in on the bar before heading over to her doomed future. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>07-08-2015, 01:34:59</strong>
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				Marcus was actually enjoying himself, which was interesting to say the least.&nbsp; And here he had figured he'd show up, be bored out of his mind and come across no one of interest or worth knowing.&nbsp; How wrong he was.&nbsp; The only problem was, he had yet to figure out that she was actually to be wed to his brother.&nbsp; That's what this even was, to get the two of them together get the ball rolling.&nbsp; Of course there he was, sitting with her, enjoying her company, figuring the hottest and nicest single girl in the room had just been dropped into his lap.&nbsp; She had almost said her name, but she was cut short.&nbsp; Kat.&nbsp; Like a kitty cat?&nbsp; He then had paid attention to what her attention had turned to.&nbsp; His brother.&nbsp; And not in a good or positive manner either.&nbsp; She was watching the same trainwreck happen that he was.<br><br>Her name repeated over and over in his head as he took the time he had to inspect her, giving her a long once over.&nbsp; She was well put together, a beautiful woman and from what he could tell she was of their kind, which of course he expected.&nbsp; His family wasn't one for stepping outside their own kind when it came to arranged marriages, it was just their stance on things.&nbsp; Marcus?&nbsp; He had been with and in love with mortals, but it never ended well.&nbsp; It was difficult to hide that part of yourself for so long and not have it come up at some point to completely ruin things.&nbsp; And it was hard to be honest about something like that right off the bat.&nbsp; So where was the middle ground?&nbsp; There was none.<br><br>His brother continued to make his way around the room, greeting and chatting.&nbsp; He even grabbed a few flutes of champagne on the way, downing those as he finally connected with Katherine's family.&nbsp; Of course he had taken note of her question and shook his head in response.&nbsp; He hadn't lost anyone, he was more trying to figure things out, who she was and what she meant in the context of this evening.&nbsp; And then, as his brother came in contact with her parents and her sibling, he realized that this was his brothers bride to be.&nbsp; What were the odds?&nbsp; Either way, he knew who everyone was, she didn't, and so when she looked upset by the realization of who it was she was going to be paired up with, he frowned slightly.<br><br>Called over by her brother, he nodded to her, taking a sip of his drink, making sure she had her own because he had a feelings he was going to need it.&nbsp; “Not one that shoots what you're hoping for.&nbsp; Besides, I don't think I'd have enough bullets for what you're thinking of...”, he said very coyly.&nbsp; Giving her a wink as she slid out of her seat after draining her drink, he said a little quieter, not really caring if she heard him or not with his next comment which was meant in response to her thinking she wasn't going to see him again.&nbsp; “That's what you think...”, he'd say as he gave her a bit of a salute with his glass before downing more of the alcohol.&nbsp; After a few minutes of watching her stand there in agony and interact with his brother, he stood up, finishing his own drink and made his way over.<br><br>“Evening, my name is Marcus, I'm Tristan's younger brother.&nbsp; I run the family business with a more hands on approach then my brother here so you'll probably always see me in a suit and tie...”, he said with a warm smile to Katherine's parents and younger brother, holding out his hand for them to shake.&nbsp; Looking over at his brother he smiled at him, “You're a lucky man Tristan, I know you'll do right by her...”, he said with confidence and yet he knew that that wouldn't be the case.&nbsp; Formalities though kept him from saying what he really wanted to say.&nbsp; Marcus' confidence and charisma poured off of him, putting him a step above Tristan in everything but age.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>15-08-2015, 02:45:53</strong>
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				Katherine looked over to her husband to be, who was standing with her family. This was it. That man half intoxicated with booze was going to be the man she spends the rest of her life with. Already she felt trapped and doomed, with no way out. There was no way out, that was fact. No matter how many times she thought this over in her head this was something she had to do. As she started to leave Marcus she heard a whisper although it could have been the voices in her head. You know the ones telling her to run away. To kick off her heels and head to the nearest exit and never look back, but instead she glanced over at Marcus and gave a small smile to his salute. Well this was it, time to meet the man of the hour! <br><br>Nervously she walked over. Now Katherine wasn't the type to get nervous but even her brother could see the dread in her eyes as she joined them all. She could feel her heart racing to the point where she could hear the beat of her heart in her ears and her finger tips became cold. "Keep smiling sis" Aaron whispered in her ear as she held her own hand out to great Tristan. Although it was a comfort to have her brother there, she still wished she didn't have to go alone with all of this. Katherine smiled as brightly as she could, with out it looking forced. The two introduced themselves with Tristan kissing Katherine lightly on the check. She tried her hardest not to pull back as she could smell the whisky on his breath. Her parents seemed to be glowing with admiration as they watched the pair mingle. Clearly they couldn't smell the booze on his breath as much as she could but then again she knew they would just look over that fact. Don't get her wrong she understood he may have needed a drink or two like her but still at least she made an effort to impress. Although she had wish her efforts where spent on someone else...like Marcus perhaps? <br><br>The conversation was somewhat dull. Tristan talked mostly about himself, his hobbies and even the dip of conversation of work with his younger brother. Katherine imagined his brother to be a mini him. A few years younger with the same colour hair and eyes with even the same personality. She dreaded the thought of being in the same room with them both let alone related. Katherine eyes seemed to drift away into the distance as her mind faded out of the conversation Tristan was having with her parents. Clearly he was trying his best to stay on there good side, much to her disappointment. Her eyes and attention only drifted back over to Tristan when she heard a familiar voice. <em>Wait was that... no it couldn't be.</em> Katherine stared at Marcus as he announced himself. Wait did he say <em>brother?</em> If Katherine had a drink right now she was sure it would have ended up over the brothers. This was NOT who she was expecting his younger brother to look like. They don't even look alike yet with them both standing there, there some small similarities not ones you would notice strait away though. <br><br>Once Katherine got over the shock of who her soon to be brother-in-law was going to be, her face turned a little pink with annoyance. Her hazel brown eyes narrowed at his crystal green eyes.<em> 'Asshole'</em> she thought to herself as she watched him smile (handsomely) over to her parents and younger brother. They all seemed to love him just as much as his older brother, although her brother seemed to like him a little more. Perhaps that was because he was t the one she was being married off to, much to her disappointment. I mean come on?! What was the odds the one man she found remotely interesting turning up to be her soon to be brother in law?&nbsp; Her parents seemed to like the way he presented himself too but they wasn't going to stick around to find out more. They knew who Katherine was going to marry so they saw fit to leave the sibling all to it. Either way she didn't know how she felt about Marcus being her soon to be brother in law. All she could do for now was get to know them both, hey after all he might not be so different and dreamy as she first thought. <br><br>"Well he best do right by my sister..." Aaron replied over to Marcus and he narrowed his eyes at Tristan with a cool smile placed on his lips. Bless her little brother, he really did like playing the older brother card. "Oh Aaron stop it!" She said half heartily laughing. " So you both run the business?" Katherine asked trying to distract the attention from her younger brother. She knew if she didn't her parents would but in and that was really the last thing she wanted. Besides she wanted to find out more about them, ok maybe find out more about Marcus but she couldn't just direct all the questions to him, that would look suspicious. " Me and Aaron run a small business, well I say we but he does most of the work." Katherine added as nudged her brother lightly with a small giggle. "You like to think we run it sis. My sister has a habit of taking control over things." Aaron confessed as she laughed a little. "She enjoys being in control of things. Stubborn and head strong but I guess she is good at what she does. Who knows maybe she could help you guys." Her brother added as he looked over at the brothers. <br><br>"Hey! You guess?!" Katherine replied as she tried to look hurt. "We both know I am great at what I do." she stated to her brother before she turned her gaze over to the brothers. As she looked over at the two a thought played in her mind. "You know I wouldn't mind helping you guys. I'm very <em>hands on</em>." She added as she looked over at Marcus a few seconds more before she met his older brothers gaze. Ok yes she was flirting a little now but only to see the reactions from the brothers. Besides the brothers ran the company together although she did pick up on the note that Marcus was more hands on with the company then Tristan. Perhaps he could be more hands on with Katherine, you know with the business side of things. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>19-08-2015, 02:32:12</strong>
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				As upset as Katherine looked up until he arrived with the rest of the group that surrounded him, it seemed it went unnoticed, or at least by most.&nbsp; No one asked her if there was something wrong, including his brother, but then again his brother was always the type to never pay attention.&nbsp; In fact he was quite sure that his brother talked about mostly himself before Marcus had made his way over to join the conversations.&nbsp; Now, with Katherine looking like he had just hit her in the face with a frying pan out of nowhere, he did his best to be as wonderful and charming as other.&nbsp; It seemed his brother was going to be with the most attractive and loveliest creature he had come across in a long time, while he continued to look after the families company and be subjected to Tristans left overs.&nbsp; After all, it was difficult to get a date with a woman when your brother was as awful as his was.&nbsp; To say his behaviour wouldn't slightly filter over into his dating life was very naive to think or say.&nbsp; Women talked, and they said to stay away from his family if they had heard any good advice about them.&nbsp; Tristan however now had it easy, he had a woman married off to him whether she liked him or not!<br><br>Aaron was Katherine's younger brother, he could tell, but of course he was taking over the role of being the bigger brother.&nbsp; It was evident with some of the things that were said and how he carried himself at this meeting.&nbsp; “Don't worry, he will...”, he said with a kind tone to his face before looking to his brother, giving him a stern look, one that said, “Yes, don't fuck this up please”.&nbsp; It was hidden from most of the party goers view, including most of them standing there only caught if you were paying a lot of attention directly to Marcus.&nbsp; “We run the business for our family as well.&nbsp; It's taught us a lot, including responsibility...”, Marcus said as he looked to Tristan, who threw those words right out the window with his response, “...and how to cut loose and have a good time.&nbsp; Gotta be able to do both when you run a business or you'll go crazy!”.&nbsp; And although Marcus agreed with his brother, he didn't really agree necessarily to the same extent as he did.&nbsp; <br><br>When there was mention of Katherine coming to help the two boys with their business, he had to smile a bit.&nbsp; That was a bold statement to make.&nbsp; He was sure she would be a helpful addition.&nbsp; Aaron was being a bit bratty, but that's what siblings were for anyways.&nbsp; “Well, when I'm sure as things move forward with my brother and yourself, there will be ample opportunity to help us out.&nbsp; Especially if you're “hands on””, Marcus said with a bit of a smirk.&nbsp; “...and I'll try not to be too hard on you considering Tristan will probably let you get away with whatever you want”.&nbsp; It was kind of how they worked the two of them.&nbsp; His eyes glanced around to the rest of the party, trying not to interrupt or get too involved with the conversation happening because, well this was Tristan's time tonight, it was his time with his soon to be bride.&nbsp; It would be a while he was sure, they'd court first and then eventually get married.&nbsp; Marcus had to stand back, make sure he wasn't present or getting in the way of anything.&nbsp; After all, Tristan liked to complicate things on his own let alone having his brother help in that department as well!<br><br>It wasn't long before Marcus felt he was no longer needed or that he even really wanted to be there.&nbsp; If he was honest with himself he hated the fact that his brother was getting to spend time and cozy up to the girl that he had his eye on when she came into the room.&nbsp; She was the one he felt the most draw to, the most attracted to and yet here he was, watching his brother take over and start to build a relationship with her.&nbsp; It was going to be hard to watch because he knew what she was in store for, but he really couldn't say or stop her from it.&nbsp; There was something there, and as he excused himself from the group, his hand came out to brush Katherine's lower back, smiling to her, “Well, it was nice to meet you, I'm looking forward to working with you when that comes around and standing at my brothers side when he finally takes your hand in marriage..”, Marcus said, his eyes searching Katherine's.&nbsp; It was time to go, there was nothing here for him except her and she was his brothers.&nbsp; Slipping away slowly he nodded to his brother and smiled warmly at the rest of her family before finishing the drink that was in his hand, dropping it off with a waiter on the way by him and towards the coat room of the hall they were at.&nbsp; <br><br>When he arrived it seemed the people manning the coat check-in were either on break or went home early, so he went into the expanse of the large coat room himself, pulling out his number, looking for his coat and comparing it to his number so he might be able to find his, all the while his mind off somewhere else as it began to daydream about Katherine.&nbsp; How easy was it going to be to admire her from afar?&nbsp; Watch her interact with his brother and yet still find enjoyment from her presence?&nbsp; It was going to be difficult and he was kind of hoping it fell through, that it didn't work out, but he knew that both Katherine's parents and his were determined to make it work whether it was a disaster or not because it was a strategically planned wedding that would help bring two prominent families in the lycan world together.&nbsp; It didn't help that his inner wolf was scratching at his insides, trying to sniff this girl out further, get closer to her, interact with her.&nbsp; He just had to do his best to keep it at bay no matter what!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>08-09-2015, 20:03:33</strong>
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				A bigger smile appeared on Katherine's red plump lips as Marcus seemed to pick up on her hands on approach to things. Well at least her visiting them at the offices wouldn't be to much of a problem. She was intrigued to hear that he was the more controlling, stricter one out of the to brothers and this sparked up some devilish thoughts in her mind. Just how controlling could Marcus be? Normally the younger brother was the one that got away with things and could be more free to do as they please but in this family everything was different and for some strange reason Katherine enjoyed that. <br><br>The atmosphere within the group changed and become more lighter. As much of an arrogant, pretty face ass Tristan was a little funny and could hold up a conversation, although he would somehow make it draw back to himself. As much as Katherine wished it was the other brother she was to be wedded too she tried her hardest to look interested in Tristan. Only the people who truly knew her, like her brother, would see that she wasn't having a nearly as much fun as she played out to be. It helped from time to time when Marcus would chip in, a real smile would glow on her gently face. It was hard to explain it but there was just something with Marcus that she was instantly drawn to. Like somehow they where bound to meet&nbsp; each other but if that was true she doubt it would have been under these circumstances. Unless fate was playing a curial trick on her.&nbsp; <br><br>Katherine was starting to daydream of being anywhere else but here when she felt the light touch of Marcus's hand on her lower back. A shiver ran up her spine as she looked over at Marcus as he smiled. <em>'Wow what a smile...'</em> thought Katherine as she couldn't help but smile back, although her smile didn't stay as she it seemed he was leaving for the night. She wished that he would stop pointing out that she was to be married to his brother. But perhaps that was for the best. It reminded her where she stood in all of this and what she shouldn't be thinking. She smiled warmly over to him but her eyes told the truth and showed the sadness that she felt knowing that he was leaving them now. "Your going so soon?" Katherine asked, her voice gently and warm. "Well it was wonderful meeting you too. I hope we get the chance to meet again very soon" she replied back to him as she watched him finishing his drink before looking back round to Tristan who seemed more then happy to get a little more closer to her. <br><br>A few moments passed and she continued to think about was Marcus and how she wished things had turned out differently. What if Tristan never showed up? What if this was just a normal gathering and she had met Marcus under normal circumstances? One thing she knew for sure she wouldn't have let him leave with out even a kiss! Katherine started to found it hard to focus on anything Tristan was saying. In fact she found herself getting very annoyed with just the sound of his voice. She needed a break, some air or some cool water to calm herself down. Smiling kindly to her husband to be she excused herself from the group. " Sorry ladies room calling..." she giggled lightly over to them before she swiftly made her way across the hall and back through the entrance she had come through when she first met eyes with Marcus. <br><br>Walking strait pass the check in she looked around for the bathrooms with no luck. Getting more frustrated now Katherine decided to ask the guys at the check in for help, although when she go there it seemed that they had gone for break or something. "Hello?... Anyone back there?" She called over giving a little sign a frustration. Katherine was never really the one to get frustrated that much but recently over the last year or so she found herself getting more frustrated and some times over little things. It was like she wasn't herself, that there was some part of her wanted to be realised but was trapped. Well she guessed a part of her was, with this whole arrange married happening. Just as she was about to give up and get some fresh air outside when she say some coats move in the back. "Hello?" she asked a little gentle this time as she made her way into the cloak room. <br><br>Katherine's heels tapped against the cold floor as she made her way to the back of the room. A part of her thought that perhaps one of the guesses where having there way with someone behind the coats. The thought of interrupting them made Katherine giggle. But there was little noise and no musky smell of sex in the air to support her suspicions. Instead however she found Marcus which has equally placed a full smile on her lips. "Marcus?" she asked surprised as she stepped closer towards him. She notice that had a ticket with a number on it which evidently was for his jacket. "Here let me help you find your jacket..." she suggested as she walked up to Marcus, her smooth cool hand gently holding his as she tilted his hand so that she could see the number on his ticket. She could have taken the ticket from his hands but then that wouldn't give her the chance for their flesh to touch. It seemed that every time they touch a spark flashed through her body, calling to her in some way. It was becoming like a drug to her and she would almost do anything to feel that spark throughout her whole body. A part of her couldn't help but wonder if this same feeling was happening to him too. <br><br>Her hand lingered on his for a while before she gently tracing her hands from his and looked at the rail of outs behind him. Katherine staid close to Marcus, their bodies gracing pass each other every now and then. It was like they where in their own bubble that was filling up with not just their sent but something more. Silently she searched for his coat checking each label slowly. She didn't want this unspoken time between them to end, if anything she wanted something more to happen but she knew that was unlikely. " You would think they would have it better organised back here wouldn't you?" Katherine mentioned as she looked over her shoulder towards him a small smile playing on her lips. <br><br>Coming across the last jacket in her row she found his. She was half tempted to pretend she hadn't but she was to old to be playing childish games. Plus sooner or later he would have come across it too. "I found it!" Katherine called over to him as she slipped the jacket from the hanger and held it out for him to slip on. "I wish you could stay longer.." The words and all but slip from her mouth with out any warning. It wasn't a bad thing she didn't want him to go right? I mean they would have to get to know each other too but the way she wanted to get to know him wasn't one her parents would be to pleased with. Once he had placed his arms through she walked round to face him. Her eyes not meeting his as she focused on making him look smart. <br><br>This was all wrong. She didn't want to help him but his jacket on she wanted to tear it off, along with his suit. The frustration in her started to grow again. She looked up at his eyes, the need and want of him showing in her eyes. "Oh fuck it!" She stated as she grabbed hold of his jacket and pulled him closer towards her. Without even thinking about what she was doing she placed her plump red lips onto his and pushed him back against the wall. Her body pressing against his as she kissed him passionately. A gently moan escaped through her lips as her grip on his jacket loosened. Slowly she parted their lips, her breathing was heavy and her heart raced in her rib cage. Dear god what came over her?! "Sorry..." Katherine said although she didn't mean it. She wasn't sorry and since she was going to be wedded off to his brother she thought of a no better time to kiss him then now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 02:30:32</strong>
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				Marcus had decided to pass through the door and into the coat closet.&nbsp; Of course it was fairly open, with many different racks so it was difficult to find it right away.&nbsp; The person that had taken his coat hadn't exactly had a system, just fit the hangers wherever they'd fit and as long as they had their tickets, there wouldn't be any problems.&nbsp; Of course that wasn't going to help him!&nbsp; Looking through the different coats, he frowned a bit, still not finding his.&nbsp; It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.&nbsp; Maybe if the party had not been so busy or well attended it would have been much easier.&nbsp; Sighing a bit he rolled his shoulders, taking a moment to relax.&nbsp; He was tense, as if something was bothering him.&nbsp; He knew what it was, but he was trying not to let it get to him.&nbsp; How was he going to spend time with his sister-in-law without doing something stupid?&nbsp; He wasn't sure.&nbsp; And she wasn't his sister-in-law just yet.&nbsp; Thoughts of Katherine filtered through his mind as he looked at his number again and went back to looking at the coats.<br><br>Tristan was a lucky bastard that's all he had to say.&nbsp; He could have sworn he heard her voice in the back of his mind, but he paid it no mind.&nbsp; Saying hello it seemed.&nbsp; Hallucinating?&nbsp; She was bombarding his thoughts and he had to push her out of them, so he ignored it.&nbsp; That was until he heard her a second time.&nbsp; Katherine had said his name and his face turned into a bit of a confused frown.&nbsp; What the hell was going on?&nbsp; He turned around, fully expecting to see nothing, or someone that wasn't even close to Katherine.&nbsp; After all she was supposed to be back in the ballroom with his brother, her groom to be.&nbsp; Eyes widening a bit, he realized that the clicking of her heels and her voice had been real and yet here he had been ignoring her, as if she didn't even exist.&nbsp; It was her, Katherine.&nbsp; But why was she here, or better yet, why was she in here with him suddenly?&nbsp; “Hey...”, he managed to get out, although it sounded confused.<br><br>Then she offered to help him find his jacket.&nbsp; “What...?&nbsp; Oh...yeah...right...”, he said, turning around to look at the coats and how they were all hung up.&nbsp; It was as if the coat check person had had an emergency and took off, or went to the washroom. Didn't they normally have two people doing this kind of job?&nbsp; He needed to get out of there.&nbsp; In this more enclosed space he could smell her and it was intoxicating.&nbsp; “...thanks...”, he said as she grasped his hand so she could take a look at his ticket.&nbsp; The way her skin brushed his it sent those shocks along his body as well.&nbsp; She didn't know it directly, but he was having the very same reaction that she was having to him.&nbsp; Of course, he was trying to be responsible and ignore it still as he continue to look for his coat.&nbsp; “Yeah, I was just saying that myself a moment ago...”, Marcus said as she mentioned that it would be easier if they had organized things in the back easier.<br><br>It seemed he was taking one half now and she was going through the half that he had already gone through.&nbsp; Although he highly considered the fact that he may have passed over it or missed it as he did have a coat that looked like many others so that didn't help at all.&nbsp; When she called out that she found it, he cursed himself.&nbsp; If he had been looking harder, he would have found it and he wouldn't be in this difficult predicament.&nbsp; As Katherine held out his coat to him, he nodded and smiled at her gently, “Thanks...”, he said, putting his arms through.&nbsp; And as she rounded to his front, he wondered what she was going to say and chuckled when she said she wished he could stay longer.&nbsp; “Honestly?&nbsp; I wish I could too, but it's probably better if I take myself out of the picture so people can focus on the two of you and the journey you're about to go on with each other...”, Marcus said as his eyes searched her own and looked her over.&nbsp; There was a heat that was building between them, some sort of energy.&nbsp; It was hard to ignore and all he wanted to do was get closer to her.&nbsp; About to step away, she smushed herself against him and kissed him.<br><br>Marcus had seen the need and want in her eyes but he really hadn't stopped her either.&nbsp; Her exclaimation of “Oh fuck it” had sort of thrown him off guard too so when she leaned in, he didn't put his hands up to stop her.&nbsp; The kiss was one sided, but only for a moment.&nbsp; Hand slipping around her waist, the other around the back of her neck, he almost felt the slightest growl deep in his chest when their bodies seemed to get pressed together.&nbsp; The warmth of his body seemed to call to her own and when she finally realized what she was doing and pulled back to look at him, apologizing with a mortified look on her face, he almost laughed.&nbsp; It was a nervous one, but he pushed it down.&nbsp; Shaking his head he felt himself breathing heavy as he didn't move away from her.&nbsp; That would have been the best thing to do, but he couldn't do it.&nbsp; It was as if his feet were rooted there, keeping him from shying away from her and the situation.&nbsp; “No need to be sorry...”, he said as his eyes searched her own.&nbsp; “...it's complicated, but it feels right, doesn't it?”, he simply said as he pressed back against her, lips finding hers in a passionate and tasteful kiss as he pushed HER back into the coats behind her.&nbsp; As if she had almost foretold her future a moment earlier of thinking of people making out or having sex in the coatroom, the heat from his body made it seem as if that's where things were headed very quickly if they didn't get headed off by something else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 19:52:44</strong>
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				At first the kiss seemed one sided but, to much of Katherine's relief Marcus returned her heated passion. His hands wrapped around her body, one around her waist while the other at the back of her neck. He even continued to hold her there when she had pulled away and apologized for kissing him. What was coming over her? Yes she wasn't truly sorry for kissing him but she had promised her parents that she would give this a go and do as she was told for once. But that was the problem, Katherine was never the one to do as she was told, even in school she would get told off for doing something else and not what was asked of her. In all fairness she did eventually do as she was told and even to the point where she exceeded their expectations but with this arranged married it seemed it was going to take her a hell of a long time to get used to, especially with Marcus as her stepbrother to be. <br><br>Her eyes looked every where but his. It wasn't that she wasn't feeling guilty per say but she didn't want him to see just how much of an effect he already had on her. This strange man that she had only met hours ago. Sure when she had walked into the room their eyes met and she was drawn to him instantly but Katherine never believed love at first sight, attraction and lust yes and this was all this was. He was something new at an all too familiar layout. She had been to many functions and events with her parents and there was always the same kind of people but this time, Marcus was like a new delicious and exciting flavor of sweet in a candy store. She had to have one taste of him, just a little bite so no one would know. <br><br>So that was the kiss. Her little taste of the new treat, a new treat she was forbidden to have. Why is it that the things you aren't allowed are the things you crave the most? Reluctantly her eyes slowly looked up at his. <em>'God dam those eyes...' </em>Katherine couldn't help think to herself as she looked right into them. They where beautiful and mystifying, like there was something else there, a secret yet to be told. As she spoke she nodded lightly and before their lips met all she could reply with was a gently "Yes..." He had it right. Hell this was one complicated situation but as her hands weaved through his hair pulling him closer to her, as he pushed her against the coats this did feel strangely right to her. <br><br>It was like their bodies where part of a puzzle and they both fitted together. Lightly she wrapped one of her legs around his waist encouraging to keep further. Her heart was racing in her chest as her excitement grew Slowly her hands slid down from his hair to his coat jacket where she lightly pulled back both his coat and jacket off of his shoulders. Without waiting for him to take it off further she then fiddled with his tie, her hands all fingers and no thumbs. "Stupid tie!" She growled against his lips, annoyed that she was having troubles untying the gad dam thing. <br><br>Every breath she took in she inhaled his sent which made her need for him grow even more. She had to have him, just once, just to feel him inside her taking her in every way possible. It felt more then a craving to have him she NEEDED him, right there and then. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 06:22:13</strong>
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				Marcus hadn't expected things to escalate this quickly, but they seemed both wrapped up in each other.&nbsp; Pressing his body to hers as her leg came up to wrap around his waist, his lips met hers in another fiery kiss.&nbsp; That was until she pulled back to start removing some of his clothing.&nbsp; His eyes had gotten lost in her own.&nbsp; Things were moving quickly and while it would normally be something that might frighten someone, he had felt the connection he had to her hours ago, he had just done his best not to act on it.&nbsp; It seemed she had felt the same thing, so he didn't feel that bad when he had responded to her kiss and of course now, her touching.&nbsp; A chuckle came from him as she got frustrated with his tie, undoing it and trying to tug it off.&nbsp; A very serious and strong tone came from him when he spoke to her though, getting caught up in things.&nbsp; His eyes seemed to burn with an intensity only seen in predatory animals.&nbsp; Odd for him to have something similar, but she would be drawn from the fact as he spoke, “Leave the tie, there are better things to be had...”<br><br>His hand behind her neck shifted down her body, pulling her against him as he now held her partially up off the floor with her one leg wrapped around him.&nbsp; Against the back of one of the more empty closets, it was a bit awkward and tight space they were fitting themselves in, but with the want and need he felt for her and from her, he didn't really care.&nbsp; There was a primal feeling, his beast speaking to her own, his pheromones in the air as his hand pulled the light beige dress partially off her shoulder, down past her arm a bit, exposing her bra clad breast.&nbsp; His strong and powerful looking mouth moved down to kiss and playfully bite her shoulder as she'd feel the heat of his body radiating towards her own.&nbsp; And there was also the pressing of his thick member against her abdomen, through his dress slacks and her dress that helped her understand just how much she was affecting him.&nbsp; Marcus had expected to have a bit more control over himself then that, but apparently that wasn't the case.<br><br>That stray hand that had been around her waist had dipped down the front of her body, wedging it between their forms, his hand had begun to lift up her dress, hoping to make things easier for the both of them if he was going to do what they were both aching to have.&nbsp; A strong, firm and warm hand graced her covered sex as he continued to pin her there in the coat closet, having tuned out the world around them as he moved with her as if they had been in tune and knowing of each others bodies for years.&nbsp; They were going to have sex right there, whether people were just outside the room or not.&nbsp; A mark left on her shoulder from his teeth, thankfully it didn't look like a bite mark but more of a hickey or some natural bruise.&nbsp; His arms were lifting her up higher, so that his mouth might have access to her breasts, about to pull her bra down an move her panties aside so he could have access to that part of her as well, he managed to hear something that caught his attention just outside the room.&nbsp; <br><br>“I wonder where Marcus went...?&nbsp; He was here a moment ago.&nbsp; Maybe the washroom?”, he heard his mother say to who he could only assume was his father.&nbsp; He prayed that they didn't walk into the large closet right then.&nbsp; In the farthest part of the closet, they were out of view of anyone looking through the door or the open window where normally a coat check person would serve the guests.&nbsp; No, someone would have to come right in and walk to this part of the closet to find them, but he didn't put it past his family to do a thorough search.&nbsp; There were so many people here, thankfully he would be hard to find with scent.&nbsp; So much perfume, cologne and all the rest.&nbsp; What he did know was that he couldn't keep them waiting or he'd get a stern talking to.&nbsp; That and his mothers voice had somehow brought some reason to his lust addled brain that perhaps he shouldn't be fucking his brothers bride to be, his soon to be sister-in-law.&nbsp; Slowly, the groping and moving slowed and he gently set her back down properly on her feet.&nbsp; His hands helped her fix her dress so she didn't look dishevled and he grabbed his coat.&nbsp; “I have to go...”, he said with a bit of disappointment in his voice.&nbsp; “...I'll...I'll see you around I'm sure...”, he said before he began to slip out of the large coat closet.&nbsp; He needed to get away from her.&nbsp; She was making his head swim.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>26-01-2016, 05:08:36</strong>
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				Katherine's heart was racing in her chest, her breath was heavy and her fingers where numb with nervous and excitement. Her mind was being taken over by some kind of fog and any rational thoughts she had, had where disappearing rapidly. She was getting rather frustrating with Marcus's tie when her sternly told her to leave it along. Her heart skipped a beat and she instantly she stopped what she was doing, her fingers lightly holding his tie while her eyes just stared up at him. Normally she wouldn't listen but for some reason his ton suggested that she should do as she was told. His dominance just seemed to add to her excitement and need. Now <strong>this</strong> was the kind of man she had been waiting for!<br><br>Katherine was stunned at how her body was reacting to his behavior. Her body was alive with excitement and it craved for him in way she hadn't felt before. It was like it was willing to submit to him, as if he was her partner, her mate or leader. It was a feeling she had yet come across but right now she didn't care what it was or meant, because for once she was getting what she was craving. <br><br>As he picked her up and moved them further out of sight of any who maybe pass by the room, she tried to help him by wrapping her arms around his shoulders lightly. This gave her the perfect chance to breath more of his intoxicating scent, that for some reason she couldn't get enough of. She had no idea what kind of aftershave it was but one thing she knew for sure was she couldn't get enough of it. It was like all her senses where heighten, even as his hands pilled down her silky dress, exposing more of her smooth milky flesh it sent a shiver down her her spin, making her hairs stand on end. <br><br>A heated growl escaped her lips as she suddenly felt his greedy mouth against her flesh and biting down on her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she arched her back, pressing her body lightly into his. As she pressed into him more, she was able to feel the effect that she was having him, which seemed to match her own excitement too. She licked her lips wondering what he would taste like between her mouth and how he would feel deep inside her core. Katherine was half tempted to push him against the wall and find out just how good he tasted but in the heat of the passion she didn't want to play around, she just wanted to feel him inside her, for him to to take total control like he was already doing. <br><br>Never had she meet a man like him. Ok so she had been with a couple of men who at first like to take the rains but Katherine loved the idea of fighting for control and as soon as she showed any interest in fight for it they would give up. It was something that frustrated her greatly in the bedroom department. She liked things to be a rough and primal but it seemed there few to men who where will to fight for that power. That was until Marcus. Such a bitty it wasn't him she was meant to be wedded off to and not his brother. The only thing Katherine could is hope that the brothers had the need for control in common.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Before to long Katherine could feel Marcus's other hand making its way to her her sex. "Mmm yes" She moaned to him as she tried to help make things easier by wrapping both of her legs around his waist. Her hands sliding to the back of his head where she weaved her fingers through his short dark hair, playfully tugging at it lightly. They where like a perfect puzzle, their bodies locking and fitting together. Neither of them had to ask the other to do anything they just knew what the other one wanted, like they where communicating in a different manner. <br><br>He lifted her up with little trouble and she couldn't help but giggle playful as she looked down at him and watched as he began to position himself. This was it the one thing she had craved since her eyes had met his. This unspeakable bound that deep down she knew was stupid and silly and more likely just a last bid of freedom on her part but still right now her mind was only focus on one thing, him. Every single inch of him. <br><br>Softly Katherine closed her eyes and leaned her head back, waiting to feel his already hard member to slide into her wet core. She could hear her heart beat and feel her chest rising and falling in a fast pace. Slowly she felt his grip loosen around her, his grip and less need and all of a sudden if felt like the air had changed. Like a calm after a storm. "Wa-wait...whats-" She stuttered a little breathlessly, in a low tone as she opened her eyes and notice that he was now gently placing her down on her feet. For a few moments she watched as he fixed her dress before she finished off putting her dress back to the way it was. <br><br>"What are you doing?" She asked confused and even some what worried. Why was all this stopping? Why wasn't he pinning her against the wall, taking her for himself and biting on her flesh?! She had been so out of it that she never even heard his parents just outside the room. "Wait!" she cried over to him gently as she reached out to grab his hand. It was then she spotted his parents between the coats, "Oooh, shit.." she muttered as she quickly hid back behind the thick railing of coats, her hand still holding his. "That's why you stopped?" She asked as she tried to hide how relived she felt knowing that he had stop, in fear of getting caught and not because he had a change of mind. "For a moment then I thought I was scaring you off somehow." She teased over to him as she smiled up at him. <br><br>As she looked over at him she notice his tie was all messed up and she couldn't resist the bid to get close to him just one last time. "Here let me fix this for you before you go..." She suggest as she started to retie is tie to the way it was, much like what he had done to her dress. She took her time fixing it backing sure she stood so that their bodies where just shy of touching each other. She could smell him perfectly still from this distance and it was taking all her strength not to pounce on him once again. But with the sudden heated passion broken by his parents it was a little hard to think about a quicky while they stood only meters away from them. That most certainly wouldn't place her in the best light where her new in-laws to be. <br><br>"There all done." She whispered as she allowed her fingers to slide down his tie, gently caressing his band as she went. Oh how she wished she go the chance to rip his shirt off of him too, by the feel of things he would have looked mouthwatering. As her eyes drifted back up to meet his, her body naturally moving closer to his. In a last big for 'What the hell' she leaned up lightly and kissed him, every so gently on his lips. It was the opposite to the first kiss she planted on his lips but she wanted this one to linger. So that when he left he would still be able to feel her lips against his, to remember her body lightly pressing against his. "I guess I should let you go now..." She whispered against his lips not moving away from him just yet. "But i'm sure we'll see plenty more of each other, in face a bet on it." She added as she smiled mischievously up at him her eyes filled with a mix of humor and lust. <br><br>Although she knew that nothing should ever happen between them both, she couldn't help but wonder if they would ever get the chance again. Who knows maybe even after tonight they may never feel the same connection again. After all, she had bet that all this was just a last attempt to rebel to what she was being forced into. She was sure that in a few days or even weeks at most she would be used to the idea and grow up. Hopefully anyways. <br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>09-02-2016, 08:04:28</strong>
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				Marcus hadn't really expected any of this.&nbsp; He had felt the connection, but he hadn't really counted on an opportunity such as this one.&nbsp; If his parents hadn't come looking for him, he was quite sure they would have had sex right there in the coatroom.&nbsp; There was a strong pull, like two magnets, between them.&nbsp; Primal, real and raw.&nbsp; It was hard to ignore and yet he had to pry himself away from her before they got too far into things to stop.&nbsp; It was against everything that his family stood for.&nbsp; He was supposed to be a good brother in law, which did not include sticking his tongue down his future sister in laws throat, but it happened.&nbsp; Their bodies had come together, within close proximity and it was as if his skin had been lit on fire.&nbsp; In a good way of course.&nbsp; Heavy shivers had travelled along his spine and his hands moved in a way that he hadn't expected, as if they had minds of their own.<br><br>His wolf was calling to hers, but this was neither the place nor the time to do this.&nbsp; In fact really they needed to stop and just never revisit it again.&nbsp; And yet his hand had travelled down to feel the warmth, the heat of her sex beneath his palm as her hands ran up through his hair and around the back of his neck.&nbsp; It was all delicious and well received, pushing her to new heights it seemed as well.&nbsp; Marcus had even gotten so far as to push her panties aside, exposing her folds to the air of the room they were in and the warmth and feel of his hand directly, but it all changed, almost instantly when he became acutely aware of his parents outside the coat check looking for him.&nbsp; As quickly as things had changed, and as detached as he seemed from what had just happened, his head was very much still in that space.&nbsp; It was hard to rip yourself away from something like that completely.<br><br>“No, you didn't scare me off...”, he said softly to her as she realized what was going on and made her comment.&nbsp; As she brought him back closer to fix his tie, his own hands moved to fix her panties, her dress, making sure she was put back in order as well.&nbsp; The last thing he wanted was for anyone to realize they had just been getting hot and heavy in the coatroom.&nbsp; She was also nice enough to fix him, his tie and all of that, so it only made sense.&nbsp; The only problem was, him fixing what he had done to her was a bit more, intimate considering her state, but once things were back in place, he nodded as she seemed to have him looking less dishevelled and all back with a functioning tie.&nbsp; Of course when Marcus felt her lips on his own for the last time, he nibbled on her lower lip just a tiny bit as she pulled away.&nbsp; It was a nice gesture and like her, he secretly wanted her to “feel him” on her lower lip the rest of the night.<br><br>Nodding softly, a smile crossed his lips as their bodies finally came apart properly, his voice a bit heavier then usual, most likely from the arousal.&nbsp; Wonderfully aware, it was easy to tell that he was still nice and hard in his pants.&nbsp; To someone that wasn't looking at him in that way, the dark pants helped the tent blend into the rest of his stature. “I believe you...”, he said in response to her seeing him again and betting on it.&nbsp; Of course they would, they were going to be in-laws very soon.&nbsp; There would be wedding things to plan and of course the family business to run as well where apparently she'd be helping out a bit considering her background.&nbsp; Hopefully the next time he saw her there would have been enough time between now and then, that things would have cooled off.&nbsp; This was a bit of an accident, a mistake.&nbsp; Now that he knew that his body reacted like that to her, he'd be more careful in dealing with her.&nbsp; <br><br>Marcus would have to stay apart from her, without any close proximity.&nbsp; Conversation would have to be short and to the point.&nbsp; Hopefully it would be very business related or it would have to do with the wedding where the topic would be how happy she was with his brother.&nbsp; And maybe she'd come to like his brother, even though he was a screwup.&nbsp; Only time would tell, but the more time there was between seeing her, the better.&nbsp; “Have a good night...sleep well...”, he said, his voice still a bit dreamy, Marcus would tear his eyes away from her before making sure he had everything and heading on out of the coatroom.&nbsp; Meeting up with his parents outside, he explained that the coatcheck person had taken a break and he had gone in to find his coat and gotten lost with how big it was.&nbsp; They laughed and shook their heads at him as he handed them their coats as well.&nbsp; He had easily spotted them on the way out and snagged them.&nbsp; After all, he didn't want them going in and finding out he had just been in there with his brothers bride to be.&nbsp; <br><br>They left the manor and the rest of the night he thought of her.&nbsp; It was hard not to, but those hours of thinking about her turned into days, and into weeks.&nbsp; He denied it to himself, but when he wasn't focusing on not thinking about her, his mind was replaying the night over and over again in his head, from the first moment he saw her, to the final heated and lusty moments in the coatroom.&nbsp; Marcus figured he had things under control for the next time he met her, but he was so very wrong indeed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>14-02-2016, 20:05:51</strong>
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				As Katherine pulled back from her gently kiss she felt him gently nibbling on her lower lip. The small and subtle action was enough to make a small moan escaped her chest. Even in the little things he seemed to be the kind of man to take control and as much as she shouldn't feel this drawn to her brother in law to be, he spoke wordlessly to ever need in her body.<br><br>They both stood, parted, the cool air that had seemed to vanished just moments ago was now slowly seeping it's way back between them. Their outfits for the night where placed back into place as if never had ever happen, and if they where both smart enough, that was just how that had to act in the future. From the moment that Marcus bid her goodnight that was exactly how Katherine tried to act and think, though it was proving to be hard. She waited several minutes until the coast was clear and made her way back to her family and Tristan who had seemed to want to stay a little longer. <br><br>As he stood there next to her talking away, Katherine had tried her hardest not to thinking about Marcus, or what had happened in the cloak room. But even hours later when she was back at her families estate, in their out house down the road which she claimed for herself, her mind continued to think about their electric connection that they seemed to have developed almost instantly. "Oh get a grip of yourself women!" She hissed at herself as she got undress and slipped on a silk nightdress before sitting at her dressing table and taken off her make up. "Your acting like a silly little school girl..." she continued to mutter to herself. "Just wait you'll wake up tomorrow and you'll think what a fool you was and count your lucky stars that nothing ever happen...just wait..." her voice was less convincing, even to herself but what else could she do? Moan and complain that nothing more happened or that she wished it was him she was being forced to marry? No, right now she had to start acting like her age and for once try and do the right thing by your family. <br><br>While the morning sun rose slowly, illuminating her bedroom she tossed and turned lightly under her soft bed sheets. Her breath was harsh as her heart raced in her chest. Her left hand ran along her body, from the tops of her thighs up to her waist, slowly bring the fabric of her nightdress along with it. Unconsciously she moaned, licking her lips as she had continued to move up and greedily cupped her breasts and pulling at her nipple. Her other moved between her thighs, tucked under her while laced panties. Back and forth she rubbed her slim smooth fingers between her folds, rubbing and her bud causing sparks of excitement and pleasure to run through her body. <br><br>Suddenly with no warning her alarm awaken with loud tunes from the radio. Waking up her self her body jerked up her breathing heaving as she blinked against the light natural light in her room. Quickly she reached over to turn of her alarm that flashed 8am towards her. Since it was a Sunday she allowed herself a few extra hours in bed, but normally she would be awake and dress by 6am. Reaching up to stroke her eyes she smelt her juices on her fingers and sighed heavily, falling back onto her pillows. "Not again..." she moaned to herself as flashes of her dreams come rushing to her mind once again. <br><br>Well not all that was flashing back to her was from her dreams, most had been from the very evening just two weeks ago. Her body being pressed against the many loaded coats while Marcus nibbled on her pale flesh. Her hands weaving through his hair encouraging him to keep going as his own hands moved between her legs. Yes in her dreams things had gotten a little further but never to the point where they would find their release. For some reason she would wake up, either by the thanks for her alarm of to her bodies own accord. It was frustrating but not as frustrating as it being two weeks since she had heard anything from the younger brother. By know she had really hoped that she would have been over him. Hell she had gotten over other men quicker then this, and she had done far more with them! <br><br>Most mornings she would wake up in this state. Her hair a mess and damp while her fingers lingered in her juices. It was honestly pathetic, well in her books anyways. It wasn't even like she hadn't tried either. She made no attempt to bring him up causally in conversation and she had even been on several dates with Tristan. But no matter what she did or how much she tried to tell herself it was wrong her body kept on telling her something different. Even when she was with Tristan her body never even the slightest reacted in the same way it had with Marcus. Maybe she should starting thinking about some kind of therapy?&nbsp; <br><br>Crawling out of bed she head into the bathroom and turned on the shower, eager to get herself feel fresh and some what normal again. After all tonight was their second family meal together, something that both their mothers had planned for every Sunday. Katherine would want nothing more then to drawn herself in the shower instead. Having both sets of parents staring down at the both giving glances at each other approvingly. It was like she was a rare animal in a zoo. The only time when she wasn't being stared at was when she made (many) trips to the bathroom. The only thing that would have made it more bearable (or perhaps not) would have been in Marcus was there. It was no lie her face dropped slightly when he hadn't gotten out of their car along with Tristan and his parents. Even though she kept telling herself that it was better that he didn't come she still felt disappointed even upset. <br><br>For the last week since their last dinner she had been telling herself that he never felt the same way as she did. That clearly the spark was one way. Clearly he had just gotten caught up in the moment but now had come to terms that she was to be his sister in law. That nothing could ever happen between them both and that tonight he wouldn't show again, why would he? Even her own brother hatted attending theses dinner and only did so because Katherine begged him too. <br><br>The day went painfully slow. She tried to keep busy with some work duties but her mother would always find her and talk about the dinner or the wedding or both at the same time! By 6 'clock she was ready for bed let alone ready for a family dinner. Standing in the down stairs bathroom she looked over her appearance once again. Today her hair was down in a wavy texture. Her hair wasn't overly long but long enough to grace across her chest with a smooth flicker. <br><br>The dress she had choose that night was a much simpler one from the event party they had attended a couple of weeks back. It was dark green in color and hugged her figure perfectly, showing of her curves in the most attractive way possible. The length was also complementing stopping at her mid thigh, showing off enough of her smooth milky legs. Her feet where happily tucked into a pair of black ankle strap stilettos, followed by a matching black thin belt around her waist. Katherine was never the girl to wear tons of make up either, she wore just enough to help frame her eyes and a dash of red lipstick for a strike of color. <br><br>Staring in the mirror, her mother called to her through the door. "Katherine dear their here! They just pulled up, hurry up and finish and come great our guests" Her mother told her in a hurried voice, clearly eager for the night to begin. "Ok, ok ill be out in a second, want to make sure i'm looking my best!" She replied to her mother in a fake cheerful tone. Knowing that her mother would have already left her to great their guests, one of which who is to be her husband to be.<br><br>Slowly getting out of the bathroom, placing on a fake warm smile on her lips, she made her way down the all way her with one forbidden hope in mind. Despite everything she had been telling herself over the last few days a part of her hoped that Marcus mad had decided to join them. Perhaps seeing again would help her decided that he wasn't as mysterious and amazing as she had first thought, that anything she felt was just her nervous and that over all she was just being silly! I mean who knows maybe he wasn't as good looking as she remembered! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>14-03-2016, 07:47:07</strong>
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				It had been an interesting drive home that night.&nbsp; Sure, he had left the party, his parents leaving with him since he was their designated driver, but of course they had left their brother there, to “mingle” with the guests and mostly the woman he had just almost fucked in the coatroom.&nbsp; The woman that had caught his eye as soon as she had entered the place.&nbsp; The one that seemed to call out to every fibre of his being.&nbsp; No, she was on his mind the whole drive home.&nbsp; In fact, his parents mostly spoke between each other, but every now and then they'd tr and include him in the conversation and he'd&nbsp; have to ask them to repeat themselves because he had not been listening or even paying attention to them.&nbsp; No, his thoughts were on the road in front of him and what he was going to do about this attraction, this problem that already seemed to be developing with this situation.&nbsp; This woman was supposed to be his brothers.&nbsp; If Tristan even thought Marcus was encroaching upon his courtship with Katherine, things would go south very quickly.&nbsp; It was then, there in that car that he decided to make a strong effort to avoid family get togethers that involved her.<br><br>This of course would be a difficult task as the date got closer and closer, but he was hoping that he wouldn't feel that way again when he saw her and that time apart would hopefully let that connection, that spark flicker and die so it wasn't a problem when they spent time around each other.&nbsp; Ripping his family apart wasn't exactly what he wanted to do.&nbsp; He was the responsible one after all and his big brother needed this, needed a woman, a companion to anchor him.&nbsp; Over the next few months there were ample opportunities, but every time he heard she was going to be there, he made sure he wasn't.&nbsp; It all involved careful planning and perfect timing, but it always seemed to work.&nbsp; Marcus came up with the best and easiest excuses and solutions to his problem and yet it was hard to deny that she had slipped from his mind totally.&nbsp; There was something about her that had rooted itself in the very deepest part of him, he just wasn't willing to admit it.&nbsp; So many times he would wake up in a heated mess, obviously having sex dreams and knowing she was the subject of them.<br><br>Marcus had hoped it would die down after a while and for the most part, he believed it had, so when there was the event where it was all of the family, his mother had put her foot down and told him it was mandatory that he be there.&nbsp; He was to set time aside and let nothing short of serious illness stand in his way.&nbsp; He had dressed well, as he always did, changing things up just a little bit from how he looked at work, but for the most part, he was as he always was, handsome.&nbsp; A little different then usual though, instead of driving his parents, he arrived seperately, in his own car.&nbsp; Having followed them to Katherine's parents house, he came in from the side as his parents made their ways up and into the house, everyone hugging and kissing on the cheek in greeting.&nbsp; Both families were well known and well off, but that didn't mean that the warmth and love wasn't there.&nbsp; They were all creatures that were slaves to the moon after all.&nbsp; Tristan had driven his parents in and so coming up the steps last, behind the large group of his family was himself. <br><br>A flicker of his gaze would catch the eyes of Katherine and he had to quickly tell himself to “be cool”.&nbsp; It had been a long time and he wondered whether he was nervous because he didn't know how he was going to act when he interacted with her or got close or touched her even in greeting, or if he knew how he would react and he was worried about destroying this arranged marriage that both parents were dead set on having happen.&nbsp; A few more steps up and he greeted Katherine's family warmly before giving her a soft nod.&nbsp; There was no embrace or hug or even kiss on the cheek for her.&nbsp; No, out of all of the family members, he almost treated her like she had the plague however he did it in a way that it didn't look like that's what he was doing when he was surrounded by other people.&nbsp; After all, he didn't want anyone thinking that he was either smitten with her and overcompensating or that he hated her guts.&nbsp; No, it was all about perception and what others could tell from their interactions.&nbsp; Marcus stayed quiet and stayed close to his parents, going where they went, commenting on what they talked about and sitting when it seemed appropriate.<br><br>It wasn't until well into the dinner that Marcus excused himself from the table, asking politely where the bathroom was.&nbsp; He wasn't done his food, but he needed a breather, he needed some air.&nbsp; Well, he wasn't going to get that persay, but he could at least go and splash cold water on his face and spend a few minutes away from her and the rest of everyone.&nbsp; Marcus had sat the farthest away he possibly could from her and it was as if she were sitting right next to him with whatever her perfume or pheromones were doing.&nbsp; It was distracting and had his heart racing and his mind off in different places as he did his best to keep it out of the gutter and on the topic of conversation instead of her breast or the way she was wet and ready for him in that coatroom.&nbsp; Running the tap, he bent down to cup water, splashing it on his face in a cool and refreshing manner.&nbsp; A few times he'd look up into the mirror, giving himself a quiet pep talk before splashing some more water on his face.&nbsp; Just another minute or two and he'd be fine and he'd go back out to the dinner, hopefully with no more issues or problems.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Full Moons Secrets || Wintersday &amp; Countdown ||</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wintersday</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 17:48:13</strong>
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				Katherine greeted each of her new parents to be kindly, each with a light hug and kiss on the check. When it came to Tristan she lingered her kiss on his check that little extra to keep most of the family happy. But when it came to Marcus, the warm in brace that she was hoping to appear didn't. In fact there wasn't even and inch of their skin that touched. Katherine would have been lying if she said she wasn't disappointed but she guessed this is how he wanted things. After all she hadn't seen him in a few weeks and maybe he realised that it was a huge mistake what happen in the clock room. <br><br>Either way this was how she had to think now too and although she was disappoint she stuck on a warm smile (which anyone who was paying close attention could tell was half felt) and nodded kindly back to him before walking side by side with her brother as her parents leaded the way into the living room. "What's wrong Sis?" her younger brother asked over to her in a whisper. Katherine looked up over to him, fading out of her thoughts to give her brother yet another half felted smile. "I'm fine just a little tried..." she lied as she nudged her brother lightly on the arm before taking up a seat next to Tristan. <br><br>Through out the time before dinner was ready Katherine tried to act like she had done every time she had been around Tristan and his parents though it was hard with Marcus around. Her eyes kept glancing over at him and as much as she tried to tell herself it was a stupid last minute bid of freedom with what happened with them in the cloak room, her body still seemed to yarn for his. There was this indescribable pull that was rotted in the bit of her stomach that, no matter how hard she tried to ignore seemed to grow. It was almost like her body was calling to his, which Katherine couldn't help but think was stupid. <br><br>When dinner arrived it seemed that she sat the furthest away from Marcus. Every now and then Katherine would look up from her meal over to him but there eyes never seemed to meet. In fact Katherine could have bet that apart from when she briefly welcomed him into the family house, he hadn't looked over at her again, or if he did she had never notice. She just wanted their eyes to lock on for just one second so that she'll know there was nothing there and she could tell that inner pull in her to stop craving him. <br><br>When he spoken Katherine was soon to be the first to give directions to the bathroom, in a random despite attempted to get him to look over at her and notice her once again. As you could tell Katherine wasn't the kind to be used to guys blanking her, in fact she would be the one to blank them. So having Marcus like this towards her was starting to drive her crazy. Still he did not seem to glance over to her but swiftly got up and made his way over to the down stairs bathroom. <br><br>Katherine waited patiently for a few minutes before casually wondering out loud where her future brother in law had gotten to. "I hope he hasn't gotten lost...I'll go find him, this place is so big when I was little I was always getting lost. It's one of the reasons why I love this house so much!" Katherine said over to everyone with a light laugh that everyone seemed to join in with before continuing on with their own topic. <br><br>Slowly as she could with it looking like she was eager to find him she made her way to the down stairs bathroom. Her heart was racing in her chest. Now was the perfect time to find out why he had been acting so strangely with her. Not that she knew anyone else had notice, after all why would they? But she knew there was something different and Katherine was never the one to let things go until she had her answers. Plus this craving for him just seemed to grow and grow, with more force then it had done from the first time they met. <br><br>Standing outside the bathroom she could hear the tap running and she decided to knock lightly against the door. From down the hallway and around the corner she could faintly hear the roars of laughter from her father and father in law to be. Clearly they where in a deep conversation and she knew from their last dinner meal together they wouldn't be worried about her absence for a while. <br><br>"Hello, Marcus....it's Katherine I just wanted to make sure that your all right?" She asked her voice soft and gently as she called through the door. For a moment she waited thinking about her next words carefully. "It's just I can't help notice your...avoiding me almost. Like iv done something wrong?" She didn't think that she had done anything wrong but maybe she had or maybe this was just purely down to the fact that he regretted what happened in the cloak room. "If it's about before... then don't worry nothing really happened. We could place it behind us." she suggested knowing that saying it was a lot easier then actually doing it, as she had already tried. And even saying it she hoped that wouldn't be the case. <br><br>Even just being a door away from him she could feel that craving of hers flowing though her body. Her hormones&nbsp; flowing through the air calling out to him, unknowingly to her. All she so desperately wanted was to pick up from where the two of them had left off before but right now she was trying her darn hardest not to seem any kind of despite, even though her body and betraying her in this. <br>
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