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Tweak says, "I want some candied walnuts."

Diana Margaret Penrose (secret_me) wrote in afreshrpg,
@ 2012-08-27 21:45:00

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character: eleanor branstone, character: isabelle dorny, time: 1998-08

WHO: Ellie and Isabelle
WHEN: Monday evening, immediately following this conversation.
WHERE: Ellie's parents' Bed and Breakfast, Cornwall
WHAT: An awkward conversation
RATING: Highish, girlsnogging and wandering hands.
STATUS: Closed, Complete.

Isabelle had never been so nervous in her entire life. The thought of what she was about to do was turning her stomach in interesting ways. She'd never told this particular thing to anyone. Ever. Now she'd committed herself to letting it all out to the first girl who had shown any interest. Was she insane? Desperate?

Maybe if she hadn't been taken off guard by a declaration of interest, she might have been able to handle it more level-headedly, rather than nearly blurt the whole thing out over journals and paint herself into feeling like she had to come clean.

In reality, it was more that she wanted to. This was just an excuse, a reason to say words that had been stuck in her throat for years.

It took her entirely too long to calm herself long enough to make the Appirition turn. She was still new at this whole thing, and it wouldn't do to splinch herself horribly. That would be attractive.

She finally made the pivot and disappeared from her bedroom to appear in the hallway outside of Ellie's. The sound of her materialization was probably loud enough to announce her presence, but she raised a hand to knock anyway.

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elliebee
2012-08-28 08:08 am UTC (link)

"Yeah. I mean... we'll see each other again," Ellie said, letting out a high pitched whimper at the lips on her neck. "We're still friends, even though we're not dating, right?. We're just... friends who made out a little, that's all."

She arched her back a little, unconsciously pressing herself into Isabelle's hand.

Something about what she'd said stuck in her head though. Just friends. Just like Laura had said to her. And then she'd pushed, and Laura hadn't wanted to be friends anymore. "Isabelle," she said softly, squirming underneath her. "Stop. We need to stop."

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secret_me
2012-08-28 08:12 am UTC (link)

"Right," Isabelle agreed, removing her lips from Ellie's neck long enough to let the word out before returning to work on the soft skin. Her thumb was exploring upward in slow circles, searching, kneading. She was losing herself to the sensation of it.

At the sound of her name, she initially grinned and pulled a bit of Ellie's skin between her teeth, thinking it encouragement. But then Ellie was protesting, doing and saying the thing that Isabelle should have ages ago.

She broke the contact with Ellie's neck and pushed herself up onto her hands, still straddling the other girl. "Right," she said, gasping. "It's... not a good idea..."

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	elliebee 2012-08-28 08:21 am UTC (link)
	Ellie struggled to sit up, pressing soft kisses against Isabelle's mouth. "You're... the best kisser I've ever kissed..." she said softly. "But... we have to stop. It's too fast, too much." Finally she just ended in hugging Isabelle tightly. "We can be friends, right?" she said hopefully. "Even if you... don't like me like that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

secret_me
2012-08-28 08:26 am UTC (link)

Isabelle kissed Ellie back, gently and tenderly, much different than the last few minutes. "Agreed. On all counts," she murmured.

She remained sitting astride Ellie as she received the hug, returning it tightly, more a gesture of friendship than lust. "Of course," she said, "absolutely."

She pulled back to kiss Ellie on the forehead before reluctantly sliding off and getting to her feet. She really hoped that they could be friends and that this little adventure wouldn't ruin things somewhere down the road.

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