Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)
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				Title: <strong>Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 07:14:42</strong>
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				Brenna O’Malley stood, her tray resting on her cocked hip, toe tapping impatiently. Finally, she could take no more. “Patrick Henry Maguire, are ya gonna order or keep me standin on me feet the whole night? I have customers to tend to, be quick about it man.” She chided the old man. <strong>“Ah Brenna my darlin’, if ya would marry me, I’d take you away from here and dress ya in fine silks…marry me darlin’…”</strong> he gave her a cheeky grin. Paddy was a confirmed bachelor of fifty and loved to tease Brenna, he got a kick out of her fiery temper. Brenna scowled and pursed her lips, ready to rip him apart with her temper. Suddenly she leaned back and started laughing. Leaning down she bussed his cheek with her full lips. “You old dog, one of these days I’ll be takin you up on your offer,” she swatted at him with her tray. “Order…come on afore I grab a pint and douse your head with it.”<br><br>The pub was festive, decorated for Christmas with a huge tree in one corner; regular patrons had helped decorate the tree just like they did every year.&nbsp; The bar was carved from oak and kept polished to a high shine. Her da and two of her brothers worked the bar, her youngest brother and mum worked the kitchen, cooking up the finest Irish dishes in the country.&nbsp; A sprig of mistletoe hung near the bar where Brenna normally picked up her orders. It was so busy, between waiting tables and every man in the pub catching her at the bar to steal a kiss she was exhausted.<br><br>Brenna was the only daughter of Seamus and Moira O’Malley, born in County Cork, Ireland, her parents came to America when she was two years old, settled, and opened O’Malley’s pub. She had started lending a hand when she was fourteen. Now twenty-one and the prettiest Irish Colleen in the city, she had to contend with her overprotective brothers. Sean, Casey, and Aiden, all older, all standing well over six feet. They took after their Da with their handsome, rugged countenances, their long black hair, and bright blue eyes. Brenna looked like her mother. Petite at 5’2” a mere wisp of a girl. Her hair her crowning glory. A mass of silken waves of Dark Auburn it hung to her tiny waist. Her dark sapphire eyes framed with thick, long dark lashes and arching eyebrows. Dimples in both cheeks when she smiled which she did quite often, her eyes twinkled when she smiled. She had charmed many a man who entered the pub. Dressed in her normal work clothes. Dark blue skirt that hit her mid thigh, high-heeled sandals, tight t-shirt. She had an apron with pockets for her order pad and pen tied around her waist and her hair pulled back in a ponytail.<br><br>Her one and only boyfriend had dumped her for a dumb blonde…literally the girl was an idiot, but she was rich and her da had connections. Tim didn’t even have the guts to tell her to her face. She happened to see them walking hand in hand on the street. Two days later she got an email breaking it off. Furious she had ranted and raved and her brothers avenged her honor.<br><br>It was a typical Saturday night. A couple of regulars had brought their guitars and provided the music, everyone joined in the singing. Brenna was twirled from man to man, beaming with pleasure at the Irish dance. <br><br>Finally begging off she walked to the bar and leaned over it smiling at her da, <strong>“Have ya kissed every man in the pub yet Brenna my darlin’?”</strong> her da asked winking at Sean. “Brenna laughed. “I’m thinkin I have da, at least it feels like it, me lips have gone numb.”&nbsp; She straightened and took a step back bumping into a solid object. Turning around she looked up. He wasn’t a regular, he was handsome, and for the first time she met someone taller than Sean who stood 6’4”. Finally, she found her voice. “Can I be helping ya Sir,” she asked, smiling up into his eyes. He was just a tad too close and they were directly under the mistletoe.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 07:43:36</strong>
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				It has been a miserable day so far, a long night of arguing back and forth about money with his father and he had broke it off with his fiance'. At least the later he was happy about, never having to take that idiot of a cow to his bed again or even speak to her. In a way he was free from one chain in his life yet a million more were around his neck. <br><br>He was a tall man at a height of 6' 5" with full short blonde hair, cut to make him look like a businessman and beneath them he had a pair of beautiful blue eyes as deep as the ocean. His face was clean shaven and his body seemed slim in every aspect. Unlike his appearance he was dressed casually having a leather jacket over his frame and wearing a pair of hip hugging tight jeans as well as a black button up silk shirt.<br><br>He came to the pub tonight just to blow off some steam, his friend Jeremy already snuck off with some girl and left him to his own devices. For a long time he thought about just leaving but something made him stay yet he wondered what that something was. Suddenly his concentration was broken as it felt like someone had charged right into him. As he turned around he heard those words in a thick irish accent. <em>“Can I be helping ya Sir,”</em> the sentence echoed in his mind as he turned around and looked downward at the woman. His dour mood instantly seeming to change as he looked at her face. His concentration was broken as his head brushed against the mistletoe above them and it fell downward onto his outstretched hand, yet his gaze didnt leave her face. His thin lips parted as he spoke softly "Yeah, Yeah I would like ..." he held there though his lips continued to move, mouthing the words "a kiss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 08:05:59</strong>
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				Brenna stared, transfixed by his blue eyes. Aye, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen and tall, gods the man towered over her, made her feel like a little doll. When he gave her his 'order' a slow smile curved her lips, her sapphire eyes sparkled. "A kiss is it," she murmured. "Then a kiss it shall be, but I'm thinking even on my tiptoes I won't be reaching your lips, you'll have ta lean down first." she chuckled, leaning up on her tiptoes, her fingers clutching his jacket to hold her steady. Her lips parted, eyes held his...waiting... "Iffen ya wait too long I'll be taken root in this here spot," she grinned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 08:23:29</strong>
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				He leaned down, setting his hands on her shoulders as his lips drew closer to her. He noticed how he towered over her and how she seemed like a dwarf to him but it didnt matter at all. As their lips touched he held her closely. He kissed her like she was a true lover standing beneath him and the mistletoe, his lips pressed tightly against hers in an intimate yet innocent&nbsp; moment. He felt like all his worries and problems were melting away in that moment until the entire world was composed of just the two of them.
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 08:41:56</strong>
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				Brenna was overwhelmed with his kiss. Heat spread through her body, coiling in her nether regions. Her fingers curled around his neck, moving into his hair to twine her fingers together, the kiss unlike any kiss she had ever received. Soft, tender, passionate all at once. When they broke the kiss she stared into his eyes rendered mute.<br><br>After a minute, she shook her head, breaking the spell. "That was a fine kiss Mr...?" she quirked an eyebrow, her smile blinding in it's brilliance. <strong>Brenna darlin' don't be dawdling lass, you have tables to wait,</strong> her da reminded her. Without taking her eyes from the stranger, she answered. "Aye da, I know, give me a minute here," she said.<br><br>"Can I be getting you anything else Sir?" she asked him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 02:51:55</strong>
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				As the kiss broke he felt as if his heart had ignited and burned for her and now was suddenly flash frozen. He had felt so much passion and desire for her that it was hard for him to let her go. "Uh...just call me Brian." he said softly before he heard the bellowing for her throughout the pub. "Brenna huh? Just a cold beer...and maybe we could get together after you get off work?" he asked. It even surprised him that he had asked that so quickly and precisely. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 03:02:24</strong>
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				Flashing him a smile, she raised up on the bar and leaned over it to grab a beer, exposing her heart shaped ass. Sliding back to her feet she opened it, handing it to him. Her eyes twinkled. "Brian tis is? Well Brian tis a date we have. Are ya gonna hang around till I get off or come back in an hour?"&nbsp; <br><br>Her da eyed the man and noticed his daughter's reaction to him. He walked to the end of the bar, drying his hands on a towel. Swatting her read with the towel he laughed. "Go on now Brenna, time for you to get out and have a good time lass." Turning to Brian he fixed him with a stern stare. "You treat my girl right or you'll answer to me and her brothers...now go on with ya."<br><br>Brenna untied her apron and tossed it to her da, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Thanks da," she smiled. "OK Mr. Brian looks like I'm free for the evenin."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 03:27:03</strong>
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				He couldn't help but laugh at the rough yet loving relationship between her and her family. He wished he could have had that with his family, yet his dad and he always seemed to be at each others throats. "Don't worry, she'll be fine. I'll show her a good time and have her back safe by morning." he said before reaching down and offering his hand to her. <br><br>Once she had taken her hand he lead her outside, stopping at the Alley before looking over to her and smiling warmly. Outside he stopped and leaned down, this time his hands setting along the side of her neck and pulling her close as he kissed her again, this time much shorter yet just as nice. When broken he would lick his lips to taste her and whisper "Have any ideas on what you want to do?"
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 03:36:02</strong>
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				Pulled outside before she could protest, she was laughing when he stopped near the alley. "I canna believe you just told me da that you would bring me home in the morn. Did ya see his face?" Before she could utter another word he was kissing her again, sapping all her will. <br><br>Brenna wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kiss with a passion unlike anything either one had felt before.&nbsp; When he broke the kiss, she pressed her forehead against&nbsp; his chest , inhaling deeply. She was dazed, her body on fire. "Go...do?" It took her a minute to clear the fog from her brain and make sense of what he was asking her.&nbsp; "I don't rightly care what we do, I spend most of my time working. Wherever you want to go," she told him with a smile.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 03:54:38</strong>
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				He moved closer to her, letting his arms surrond her back as he held her close, looking down into her eyes. "Aw, he'll be ok. Im going to be very forward here...I feel like there's a real attraction here and...well, I want to spend the night with you and when morning comes if we both want there can be no strings attatched and no expectations...or theres my backup plan. Heading out to the amusement park just outside of town."
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 03:59:42</strong>
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				Brenna stiffened and moved back. "I'm attracted to you too, but I think it safer to go to the amusement park," she said. Still gun shy after her boyfriend had dumped her. He had promised his undying love, even asked her to marry him, then just dumped her as if she was trash. Last thing she wanted was to feel that way again. It had been six months, his statement brought all the pain back full force.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 04:14:52</strong>
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				He noticed that look, having seen it just earlier in the day after he saw himself in the mirror. "Amusment park it is." He reached into his pocket and tossed her a pair of keys. "Come on, my car's around the corner. You can drive and make sure I dont take you anywhere you dont want to go." As soon as she started to follow he walked down to the corner with her and stopped at a newer model mustang that was painted dark red and had a perfect finish on it. 
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 04:21:55</strong>
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				Laughing she caught the keys and walked around the corner, her hips swaying seductively. "Oy so you aren't trustworthy?" she asked, her lips curved up in a faint smile. "And here I thought I be meeting me an honest man," she chuckled.<br><br>She raised an eyebrow when she pressed the remote door lock and the late model mustangs horn beeped, lights flashed. "Nice wheels," she commented, running an appreciative hand down the sleek lines of the muscle car. "Though I'm partial to the old Shelby Mustangs of the late sixties. The cobra jet engines...That was American muscle at it's finest."<br><br>Opening the door she slid in, inserted the key in the ignition, pressed the clutch in and started the engine. It roared to life. Unlocking his side of the door she shifted into first gear and accelerated, a look of rapture crossing her features.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 04:35:56</strong>
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				"Im acctually not a car guy, I just like how they look and feel." he said, as he adjusted the passenger side seat for his height. Most of the cars made today were made for smaller people and it was so hard to find one that fit a man as tall as him. "So which ones do you like to ride, I like the zipper but the rollercoasters are always fun too."
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 04:44:03</strong>
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				Speeding down the highway she was watching for the exit. "Oh I love all the rides...Will ya win me a stuffed animal?" she asked. "I always wanted one. Unfortunately I don't get too much time off work. Da needs me especially on the weekend." <br><br>Spotting the exit she veers off the highway, slowing down to cruise down the service road. "There it is," she pointed to the neon lights illuminating the night sky. Finding a parking place she shuts off the car and tosses him the keys.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 04:57:26</strong>
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				As they parked he got out his wallet and dug through it to get some cash out. "Well why dont we find a booth and Ill see if I can win a life sized teddy bear." He walked up to the counter and placed down a few bills and they were allowed entrance. he reached back, taking her hand and leading her inside as he looked around at the dozen's of booths and rides just overhead. . "So much to do, where should we start?"
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 05:01:54</strong>
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				"C'mon," she giggled, tugging his hand to lead him to the merry go round. While he paid she grabbed a pole and swung up to climb up on one of the horses. She was beaming and laughing, waving at him when the ride came full circle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 05:11:54</strong>
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				He followed her, holding her hand, yet letting her tug him along. He liked the energetic side of her it was so much different then that cow of a girlfriend he had till today. She may have been beautiful and wealthy but she was also a bitch that rivaled the greatest bitches of the world. <em>"Fuck her."</em> he thought as he watched her get onto the merry go round.<br><br>He laughed as he watched her, waving back at her as the merry go round spun around several times. They were a little old fashioned and low key compared to many of the other rides yet that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. He walked over toward the exit to the ride and waited for her there,smiling as she came running up and offered his hand again. "What do you say we go on the Ferris wheel next?"
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 05:18:13</strong>
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				The classic rides like the merry go round brought out her inner child. Laughing she tossed her head back, the sheer joy on her face affected everyone near her. The ride finally stopped and she ran down the exit, flinging herself in his arms to hug him. "Thank you Brian, I haven't ridden a merry go round since I was a child." she clutched his hand in hers, following him toward the Ferris wheel. "I love the Ferris wheel." she murmured.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 05:40:51</strong>
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				Luckily the lines werent long at all tonight, unlike other days when people could expect to be waiting an hour or more for one ride. He walked up and put a few more bills down as the cabin came down, giving a completely enclosed space for them to enjoy the view for miles as it rose higher. The cabin's had a set of soft seats on each side with a single door, allowing them to seat next to or across for each other. "Brian took a seat on the far side and sat down, laying his arms across the back of the seats as if inviting her."
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 05:48:32</strong>
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				Excited Brenna couldn't hold still. She climbed in the enclosure taking the seat next to him. She felt safer sitting next to him. Snuggling against his chest she looked up smiling her eyes meeting his. "Thank you for bringing me Brian, I'm having a fine time I am," she rested her head on his chest, her eyes gleaming.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 05:57:37</strong>
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				He let his arm set around her, pulling her close in an impromtu hug as he looked down at her face and smiled. "I am too. Im glad we came, but theres a lot more to do." There was a little shake as the Ferris wheel started, taking them high into the air and giving them a look of the city. A million or more lights sparkling in the darkness. "Stunning." he said softly as he looked out the window.
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:08:40</strong>
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				"Aye tis stunning, but it pales next to the stars in the sky. Unfortunately you have to travel deep in the country far from the city lights to see them. I used to lay on the roof in my da's arms as a child and he would point out the different constellations," her eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I miss those days, I love me da, I hope to find a man as good as him one day." 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:20:25</strong>
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				"They say all women are looking for men like their fathers...Im sure you'll find a good one someday. He might already be near you." smiling he let his arms wrap around her again to give her a tight hug. He looked down into her eyes before he began to lean down again, wanting her lips to be pressed tightly against his. Yet before they could kiss the cabin shook violently and the ride fully stopped with them at the very top. It gave them a perfect view of the stars and city like and yet they seemed to be stuck for the moment. 
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:25:10</strong>
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				It was too soon, she had to keep telling herself that. It would be too easy to lose her heart to this man. He affected her on so many levels it was frightening. She locked eyes with him, his lips coming closer. The jolt of the Ferris wheel stopping broke the spell. Brenna laughed shaking her head to clear it. "Well perfect timing," she quipped.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:30:34</strong>
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				He grabbed the side of the cabin as it shook, holding her with one arm and steadying himself with the other. "I guess..." he said as he stood up and looked downward, frowning when he couldnt see anything but little dots on the ground that were people. "Im sure they'll get it fixed in a minute." he said as he leaned back, chuckling. "Guess were stuck up here for now...what were we talking about?"
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:37:24</strong>
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				"We were talking about the stars and what I was looking for in a partner," she said. She cocked her head and leaned back to look at him. "What about you? Are you looking for someone? What type of woman are you attracted to?" She asked. She had so many questions, she knew nothing about him, what he did fora living, his early years, she didn't even know his last name or how old he was. "Actually I find my curiosity roused. I don't know your last name, your age or anything about you."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:47:41</strong>
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				He let out a chuckle as he settled down on the seating. Being trapped up here might not be such a bad thing as long as it was with her. "I guess there's no time like the present. My names Brian Morovichi. Im 28 and the president of a company called People will fly. We make video games for the mass market." he let out another chuckle at the answer. "I've always just wanted to be a storyboard writer for them but I guess fate had other plans...to be honest I was supposed to marry someone as part of an arranged marriage but I broke it off this morning. I just couldnt take anymore of the bitch..."
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 06:58:26</strong>
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				Brenna's eyes widened in surprise. President of People will fly. She was familiar with it, Sean's oldest son played a lot of their games. "I'm impressed, I know the company one of my nephews loves your games." she told him. She was even more surprised that he had just broken an engagement and was out with her. "Ready to get back out in the dating world so soon?" she chuckled. Here it had taken her six months and him one day. But she thought she was in love with her boyfriend, he didn't seem to have been in love with his fiance.
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:08:12</strong>
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				He let out a little chuckle at that, it wasnt surprising that anyone played or knew someone who played their products. "We make sorts of games. Anything from kid friendly to strictly adult and I make sure that theyre challenging yet still fun. I also make sure our developers dont confuse Kiddie game with to easy. When I was a kid every bird, insect, and blade of grass was trying to kill you, to many people forget the roots of gaming...but my fiance'...well like I said she was just a major bitch. I went out tonight to have some fun but I really wasnt expecting to go on a date...not till we met. I was even surprised that I asked you out. Maybe Im just to used to living from moment to moment and being up front and honest."
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				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:14:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna laughed. "Well since we're being honest, I should tell you that you are the first man I've been out with in six months." She debated tell him about her ex deciding to let it be, if he wanted to know she'd tell him but she wasn't going to volunteer her humiliation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:23:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a chuckle "Family's kept you that busy huh?" he said in a joking tone. "It can be hard after a break up, especially if you arent the one who broke it off. If you want to talk about it then Ill give you an ear. So what about you? I dont know anything about you. Like your age, your full name, your likes and dislikes, especially what you like in men."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:37:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna took a deep breath, "I'm Brenna O'Malley only daughter of Seamus and Moira O'Malley. Born twenty one years ago in County Cork, Ireland. My parents&nbsp; came to America when I was too. I have three older brothers.&nbsp; Sean twenty eight, married with three children, Casey twenty seven, also married with two and Aidan twenty six single but has a pretty lass he is sweet on. My mum and da had given up on havin a daughter when I came along...so as you can imagine I have four overprotective men and they scare off most boys." She laughed.<br><br>I have only dated one man, we dated for two years and he asked me to marry him, then six months ago I spotted him on the street with this blonde, all cozy, two days later I got an email dumping me for miss blondie." She sighed. "I was a fool I thought myself in love with him, but he loved himself." she grew quiet and looked out the window.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:46:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached over and set his hand on her shoulder. "Man or woman can be in love without the other returning that love but it can also be a question about what were in love with. Natalie was in love with my money not me. Thats why I ended it with her, well most of why. She was a real bitch too."<br><br>He frowned a bit at how she acted and shrugged "I hope you dont think Im the same way, or all men for that matter. I just want a fair chance to earn your heart. Do you think I wouldnt tell you right away if I was having second thoughts?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:55:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned to gaze into his eyes, judging him, the eyes were the window to the soul and his were kind. "I think you're an honest man Brian Morovichi and I'll trust you unless you do something to betray my trust." She leaned over and brushed her lips across his. "I like you, you don't put me down for acting like a child." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 04:10:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a little chuckle as he put his arm around her again, leaning back into the seat as if inviting her to snuggle up to him and watch the stars as the carnival worked on the ride. "We were all children at one time and there's nothing wrong with letting the child out now and then...I cant guarantee that I wont hurt you, nobody knows the future, but I can guarantee that if I do, it will never be intentional."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 04:17:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna leaned back snuggling in his arms, shivering, the air cool.&nbsp; She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I don't think you would hurt me intentionally. I can't say why or understand how I know, but I don't think you'll hurt me." she whispered.<br><br>Sighing she looked up in the sky, the night clear, the stars bright twinkling like pinpoints of light. "Look there's the big and little dipper," she murmured.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 04:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up toward the constellations, having to lean forward and squint to make them out yet after a few seconds of looking he saw them and the immaginary lines that connected them all. "You know I've never taken the time to try and find the constellations before. Ive always been to busy to look up at the sky for anymore then a few seconds." He looked over at her face, smiling warmly for a moment before he leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. This time lingering there, reminded of the same kiss they shared under the mistletoe, the kiss the started it all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 04:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's like a finger pointing to the stars, concentrate on the finger and you will miss all the heavenly glory," she chuckled, trying to imitate Bruce Lee. "You need to take the time to appreciate the wonder of nature, of the stars. Things we take for granted become lost when caught up in the rat race," she sighed and leaned against him.<br><br>His lips&nbsp; taking hers in a soft, tender kiss turned her bones to jelly. It was much like the first kiss he had given her under the mistletoe, making her yearn for love. When he broke the kiss she leaned back, her eyes wide, lips swollen from the kiss. "That was very nice...would you do that again?" she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:19:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"how could I turn down that request?" he said softly as his hands moved to the sides of her neck, placed just under her jaw. He held her tightly like that as he pulled her into him, letting his lips press tightly against her lips again. This time not leaving, just staying there and kissing her. Pouring emotion into her through his lips, there was no doubt for him, he liked her. He wanted her. He wanted to be with her. He only hoped she felt the same.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:24:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna matched his kiss with equal passion. For the first time in six months she entertained the thought of trying to form a relationship. Desire rippled through her body in soft waves, a gentle lapping of waves against the shoreline. She was going to take him home, make love with him all night and sleep late. She wanted to awaken in his arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they sat there kissing the ride shook again and began to move, the sound of metal scraping against metal echoing from below them. He broke the kiss slowly, not wanting to spoil the moment by moving to quickly. As the carraige began its descent he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they wouldnt be stuck in that little cabin all night. "Do you know what you want to ride next?" he asked softly, ready to leave if she wanted to or stay if she wanted to. He could live with either.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:31:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna chuckled when the Ferris wheel started moving again. "I swear this machine's timing is skewed." She licked her lips, blue eyes holding his hostage. "Take me home Brian, I need to get home," she whispered. Leaning back in his arms she sighed, snuggling into his chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:39:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He held her tightly against his chest and kissed the top of her head as the Ferris wheel moved. As it finally came to a halt and the attendants opened the door he began to stand up, yet didnt want to. He could have layed there with her in his arms forever. When they stepped out he took her hand and began to walk toward the parking lot, stopping at a booth that had a pitching game and stuffed animals as prizes. "Come on, we need to do one more thing." he said as he approached the counter and put a few bills down. "You wanted me to win you a stuffed animal, be ready to pick out the one you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna sighed, the perfect moment coming to an end with the opening of the door. Slipping her tiny hand in his large one she let him pull her through the thinning crowds and stopped at a pitching booth. She flashed a brilliant smile at him, moving aside to scan the large stuffed animals settling on a giant panda. "I want the panda," she told him, watching as he paid for the balls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 05:57:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded as he took one of the baseballs, and looked over the setup. It was crooked, he could tell that the balls were barely the size of the hole he had to throw them through. Still he was going to try his best. "Alright here we go..." he said as he threw the first one which bounced off just as he thought it would. Frowning he picked up the second and threw it, getting another near miss. "Alright third times a charm right?" he said, this time pulling his arm back and throwing with all his might. The ball hit right on this time getting stuck in the hole. He looked over at the attendant and grinned. "The Panda please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna clapped, jumping up and down in excitement. The attendant handed her the huge panda and she clutched it to her chest. Grabbing his shirt she pulled him down for a passionate kiss. "You are wonderful, thank you," she whispered, her eyes sparkling. Taking his hand she tugged him toward the parking lot. "Come home with me&nbsp; Brian," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:17:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and jumped forward a step so he could walk side by side with her. "Only because you ask so nicely." he said in a teasing tone. He lead her back out to the car and tossed her the keys as they stowed away their passenger. The clock in the car said it was nearing midnight and he found himself wondering where the time had gone. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:28:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna laughed, catching the keys and sliding in the drivers seat, starting the car, she put it in gear and set out for home. They were both quiet on the way home, thankfully it only took about fifteen minutes until she was pulling in the alley to park.<br><br>Getting out she locked the doors and took his hand to lead him up the stairs to her apartment. Taking the panda from him, she took him to her bedroom and set him on her rocking chair. "Would you like something to drink?" she called out to Brian from her bedroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:32:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A she parted from his company he walked around the apartment, looking at the pictures and decoration. Occasionally stopping to pick up a picture and get a better look at it. As he heard her question he looked that way, raising his voice a bit so she was sure to hear him. "Some wine would be nice." He took off his jacket, hanging it over the sofa and then took a seat, looking over the covers of some magazines that were laid out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:42:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She walked through the apartment, having removed her jacket and shoes, she padded barefoot to the kitchen. Taking down wine glasses she took the cabernet from the fridge, pulled out the cork and filled both glasses halfway.<br><br>She carried the glasses to the living room, handing one to him so she could take a seat next to him. "Slainte'" she tapped his glass and nervously sipped at her wine, watching him over the lip of her glass.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:52:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He brought the glass to his face and took a moment to admire it. The color, the scent, and as he lifted the lip to his lips to take a sip he admired the taste. "Its wonderful...you know the french believe you should admire the wine with all the senses before you drink it. It makes it that much sweeter...or so they say." he let out a light chuckle. "I like your place, its beautiful." he said softly, as his eyes trailed over the decor
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 07:01:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna blushed. "It's a hodgepodge of garage sale items," she told him. "Me mum and da used to take us out to the smaller villages to go shopping at antique stores, garage and estate sales. You'd be surprised the treasures people would practically give away, especially at estate sales. I guess when you have that kind of money it's easy to sell priceless antiques for a pittance." She laughed remembering how excited her mother would get over some items. "Anyway mum helped me decorate, she'd appreciate your comments." she took another sip of the wine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 07:15:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well maybe you can introduce me later this week." he said before taking a drink from the glass. "Your dad seemed nice, if a bit gruff but I suspect that's more of a front to scare off the seedier gentlemen that hit on you." He sat there for a few moments before moving over to sit beside her, letting his arm wrap around her shoulders just like in the Ferris wheel. "To be honest Im a little jealous. I wish I could get along with my folks like that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 07:22:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll adopt you Brian, you can never have enough family," she grinned at him. Settling back in his arms, she sighed. She wanted him to stay the night but was afraid to ask him. "What time do you have to be at work tomorrow? I have the day off." she told him, cutting her eyes to the clock to note the time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 07:35:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Board meeting at 9 am and then the rest of my day is packed till late afternoon. Thats the earliest Ive got to be there." he said softly as he leaned down to kiss her for just a moment. "I think I know why you asked me here tonight...do you want me to make love to you tonight?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 21:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna leaned into him, returning his tender kiss. Her cheeks flamed when he asked if she wanted him to make love to her. It was as iff he read her mind. Ducking her head, she glanced up at him through lowered lashes and nodded. "Would you stay, I just don't want to be alone tonight." she admitted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-12-2009, 05:54:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned in, kissing her softly again so she could feel the desire and emotions deep in his heart. He stayed there, just kissing her for the longest time before slowly pulling back and smiling. "I would love to spend the night with you." he said softly as his lips spread into a warm and inviting smile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>27-12-2009, 13:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brianna melted in his arms, her legs suddenly weak.&nbsp; Wrapping her arms around his neck she kissed him, the warm tingling spreading through her small frame, her sex throbbing with need. Breaking the kiss, she shyly took his hand and led him to her bedroom before she lost her nerve.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-12-2009, 02:08:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her without hesitation but he stopped at the door to look around the room and take in the specific decor as if it were a fine painting. He moved to sit down on the bed, reaching over to her to take her hand again. He brought it to his lips and kissed the knuckles softly before looking into her eyes once again and smiling warmly. He almost wanted to ask if she was sure about this but from the look in her eyes and from the story she had told him earlier he was sure she might suddenly second guess herself. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 00:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing between his thighs, she blushed when he took her hand and kissed it. Nervous, Brenna trembled, the heat coiling in her belly, feeling her moisture gathering in her nether regions. <br><br>Her nerves on edge, she almost pulled away, but something about him made her stay. Leaning forward she lightly brushed her lips across his. "Please don't hurt me," she pleaded breathlessly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 01:14:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned up and pressed his lips lightly against hers, whispering as he looked into her eyes. "We can stop anytime you feel uncomfortable. Just say the word." he said in a reassuring tone. His hands moved up to unbutton the shirt around his frame, revealing a muscled frame beneath the thin cloth. He looked up again, focusing on her eyes as he spread the shirt open so she could see every inch of him. "What do you think?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 01:46:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna inhaled sharply as he revealed his chest. Broad shouldered and hard muscled, with a dusting of dark hair across his upper torso. She pressed her hands against his chest marveling at the feel of him, her body heated, eyes dark with desire. Reaching up she slid her hands under his shirt and helped him slide the shirt off to drop to the floor. "You are magnificent," she breathed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 04:10:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You're magnificent."</em> Those words echoed in his mind, drawing his lips into a curve as he looked into her eyes and smiled warmly. His hands moved to the sides of her waist and then forward so that his fingers could wrap around her back and pull her forward into him. His lips leaned forward, pressing softly against her lips and then followed back along her jaw and down her neck, leaving hot kisses on every part of her flesh. Finally he untied the material holding the robe closed in front of him but he didnt look at anything except her eyes as it fell open.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 02:48:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes gleamed, lit with passion, her body on fire everywhere he kissed. Writhing in his grasp, she gasped. "Gods, I want you, please I am on fire." she whispered. They shared a connection, she had felt it when they met and it only grew stronger. His scent, his warmth, his strong hands moving over her heated flesh. Everything he did inflamed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 03:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moved her back a step and then stood up, reaching down to unbutton and unzip the front of his pants before letting them and his black colored boxers drop to the ground. Beneath them she could see his large manhood, standing at attention in front of her and ready to please her time and time again. His hands reached up and pushed her robe back, letting it fall down her back so he could look over her in the dim light. Smiling he leaned down and kissed her once "You're gorgeous...how would you like me?" he asked softly, thinking that she had a particular position in mind
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 12:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna's eyes widened when he dropped his pants, his thick, long erection jutted out from the nest of curls. Swallowing nervously she glanced up at him, realizing he had asked her a question. "How do I want you?" she repeated unsure of what he meant. "I want you very much," she whispered, licking her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 02:28:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a light chuckle and moved back on the bed "I ment positions some girls like it from behind, others like to be on top, and others like to be on bottom...I want to know what will make you have a mind blowing orgasm that you can never forget." He took her hand and guided her onto the bed as he stared into her eyes, still smiling as he placed a single kiss on her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 02:50:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Umm...how about all of them? I have no idea, I'm a virgin I have no idea which one I would prefer unless I try them." she admitted with a blush. She took his hand and climbed up on the bed, closing her eyes when he kissed her. "That was nice," she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 03:00:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then lets start with you on top." he suggested before laying back into the bed. "You can stradle my waist and ease yourself down on me. You'll have all the control so you can let up at anytime."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 08:32:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna smiled, her cheeks flushed with color as she straddled him. Leaning down she kissed him, moving her body up and down his erection, letting her moisture lubricate his thick erection.&nbsp; Leaning back she raised up on her knees, her eyes riveted on his as she guided the head of his cock to her entry. Slowly she slid down, until he was fully sheathed in her heat. "Oh gods," she murmured huskily. Her hands cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples as she slowly rode him, her muscles tightening around his girth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 21:16:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned up far enough that he could place soft yet hot kisses along her neck, one hand was behind him only to help him keep his balance and the other slide behind her back to run down between her soft cheeks and fondle her bottom. "Take your time, theres no rush." he said softly in that same reassuring tone
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 21:51:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sensations rushed through her body, his kisses, touch, overwhelming to her senses. Her head fell back with a sharp inhalation when his mouth moved to her neck. Slowly she shifted up and down his shaft, her sex tightening around him, drawing him in deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 04:20:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was nice, a slow pace for which she had full control and all the time in the world to enjoy herself. He left a trail of hot kisses over her breasts, up her neck and jaw, and stopping at her soft red lips. He found himself wanting to thrust upwards into her but for now he controlled the instinct and let her have the control. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 21:17:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brenna felt the heat of his cock deep within her. Using slow thrusts, his hot mouth raining kisses over her tender breasts, neck and finally ending with a passionate kiss, she quickened her pace. Feeling the sensation building in her she wouldn't last long. Finally with a gasped scream of pleasure she toppled over the edge, her body bucking, muscles tightening around him as she found her release. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 05:21:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rode him faster he felt the walls of her tight entrance clamp down on him and bring him closer to an orgasm, then a few seconds later he let go, shooting his hot essence inside her. He leaned up in one final moment and captured her lips again, pressing them tightly against hers as his lips curled into a smile and his body was filled with the few moments of pure pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elenisil</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 06:58:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Boneless she collapsed atop him, her breathing ragged, a smile curving her lips. His kiss plundered her mouth, the heat, and sweet taste of him spreading the heat through her exhausted body, arousing her once more.<br><br>She moved off him when he broke the kiss and curled up in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. “That was incredible,” she murmured softly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Under the Mistletoe (elenisil and Brandon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Im glad you enjoyed it. There are other things we could do too...if you want to try them." he said softly as he held her tightly in his arms. Whatever her answer he was fine with it, he liked this girl and wanted to get to know her even more then they had but also didn't want to hurt the relationship that was forming.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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