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Tweak says, "Get off your knees"

bound_gracie (bound_gracie) wrote in bound_rp,
@ 2014-06-04 21:42:00

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complete, grace rollins, private, seamus cleirigh

You're an idiot, I hope you know.
Date: Tuesday, May 29th, 2013
Time: 6:00pm
Location: Diner, back table
Characters: Grace Rollins and Seamus Cleirigh
Description: He's done stepped in it now.
Status: Private, complete.

After all the shit that went down, a text shouldn't bother her, right? Wrong. Hey. Fucking, 'Hey'?! What the fuck. No, 'Hi, Gracie. I know we almost fucked the other day until I was cockblocked by my son. Sorry.' Just a straightforward 'Hey'. Fuck that. Of course she wasn't going to be pleasant. She was pissed at him and he needed to know.

The diner would be a nice. It was a delightedly full populated place that would hopefully serve to mediate any argument that may arise to an socially acceptable level of insanity. She didn't want to yell, she didn't want to hit him...much. All Grace wanted was answers and she wasn't going to put up with anymore run around from Seamus.

Sitting in the booth that was directly next to the kitchen door, Grace waited for Shay to make his entrance. She played the speech she'd written in her head over and over, getting ready to give her a piece of her mind. Maybe she even muttered some of it out loud. She didn't care and it's not like there were a lot people around anyway. The table was pretty secluded from prying eyes.

The drama that happened over the last twenty-four hours had pretty much exhausted any capacity to deal with bullshit that Grace had in reserve. She was over it. And if she was going to make a go at living in this place, she was done being walked on. By her sister, by Seamus, by everyone.

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bound_seamus
2014-06-07 02:17 am UTC (link)

So maybe saying that he had been busy was the wrong approach. But what was he supposed to say, Hey, we should talk about the fact that we almost fucked the other night? Really? He thought that would be a lot less tasteful than a simple hey. He had definitely taken the time to think about it over the past week. Seamus actually found himself visiting the topic much more often than he would have liked to admit. He was worried about it. Had he over stepped his boundaries?

The poor guy didn't even know how he felt about it much less how he should have approach it. After their quick conversation Seamus took a deep breath and headed towards what he thought would be a horrible evening. He was slow to get off of his bike and even slower to make his way through the establishment to where the blonde sat. He had no idea what he was going to say but he knew that something did need to be said.

"How are you?"

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bound_gracie
2014-06-07 03:56 am UTC (link)

Grace did not smile when Seamus walked it. He was only met with a raised eyebrow in acknowledgement. "About the same as twenty minutes ago." She answered him as monotone as she could make herself sound. She wasn't looking forward to this. It was irrational, she could admit that. Really, she didn't have the right to be mad. It was just-. It was just that there was something there when he kissed her.

She knew he had to have felt it. And the grace period(ha ha) that both had exhausted by ignoring each other made things so much worse. He made her feel cheep, like nothing. She was not a club groupie nor did she dry hump in her kitchen with anyone who she invited into her home to cook dinner for. But whatever. They were going to talk about it. They were going to resolve the issue. "You wanted a conversation...so lets have a conversation. I'll even start."

She tapped her fingers on the table top. "Hello Seamus, I would very much like to know why a very uncomplicated situation was made so complicated."

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bound_seamus
2014-06-07 02:45 pm UTC (link)

It seemed as thought she didn't know just how much the other night had effected him. She probably assumed he was just being a dick. In reality he just needed time. Seamus needed to figure things out in his own head before they spoke again. It would have been fucked up had they actually done something and then he hadn't called. But they hadn't. Nothihng really happened. Even though something did happen at the same time.

She was pissed there was no doubt about it. There was even something attractive about it. He liked the fact that she spoke to him so candidly. Many women in the past had always tried to be such pleasers. The women that treated him roughly and honestly were the ones that could ever gain his attention, and Grace had it all to herself right now. He definitely did not want to stop what ever it was they had going on between each other. He just didn't know how to say it.

Seeing her though after so many days did something to him. She set a fire in the pit of his stomach that nothing could put out. After she'd said what she had to say Seamus shook his head. Leaning over he cupped her face in one hand and pulled her close. He gave her no time react before he kissed her. Slipping into the booth beside her he kissed her long and hard. "I can't do anything without thinking about you. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't ride without thinking about you." His words were coming out fast like a flash flood. "I want you. I really fucking want you."

Looking across the table at an empty booth Seamus shut his eyes. He was frustrated to an incomprehensible level. Folding his hand together he tried not to look at her for fear of what she might have to say. "I really care about you Grace. And even though I do wanna fuck you, I want more that that." He knew that now would be her moment to shoot him down, to let him know that his brother had already been there and claimed that. "I just know that we can't. You and my brother..." Seamus didn't finish his sentence instead he just balled his hands into fists his knuckles turning white.

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bound_gracie
2014-06-07 10:07 pm UTC (link)

At least Seamus looked remorseful, it helped his case, it did. But Grace had a zero tolerance for bullshit and her quota for the week had ran completely dry. “Nothing?” Her eyes narrowed, “You’re not even going to say anything? You are the one who wanted to-mmmph”

Well. That was unexpected.

His lips were against hers, a heavy pressure that caught her by surprise and silenced her. Maybe that was why he did it; to shut her up. It worked, she sat in silence, too shocked to say or do anything other than watch him slide out of his side of the booth and move to hers. They were kissing again, not like a secret, not like something that he was ashamed of. The smile that split her face was something Grace had no control of. They could have been doing this the whole time? Fuck, she was an idiot. And Shay was too; a pair of fucking idiots, the both of them. “Good.” She huffed against his lips, “I want you too.”

He was a poet, really. But Grace was willing to give him points for being blunt. He wanted to fuck her, okay. She kind of got the hint about that. But here he was saying he wanted more. Which, she was okay with too. However, as soon as the words were out of his mouth Seamus began to look like he was regretting them. She was sensing a pattern now. They would kiss, he would get weird. Gracie was getting whiplash.

Cocking her head, she gave him a confused look, “Me and your brother? What?” What did his brothers have to do with anything? “What does your brother have to do with anything?”

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bound_seamus
2014-06-07 10:24 pm UTC (link)

This was definitely a pattern and it was getting them nowhere fast. Nothing she said about wanting to be with him too, comforted him. He thought it didn't matter. When she asked him, Seamus had a pained look on his face. He stroked the knuckles of one hand with the thumb of the other. "What?" Getting visibly upset his body language changed. He had seemed inviting just a moment ago and now he was defensive and pulling away. "What do you want?"

Looking at her from the corner of his eye, it would be clear to her that he was in a state of emotional pain. "Do you want to hear me say it out loud?" Seamus looked as though he had been hurt, there was an innocence behind his defensiveness that took them way back. "You're fucking Galen, aren't you?" He finally asked her the question he had been wanting to ask her since he first saw her weeks ago. "Thats why this," he motioned back and forth between them, "Can't happen."

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bound_gracie
2014-06-07 10:44 pm UTC (link)

This is what she didn't understand. Whenever things would happen with them, Shay was the one to initiate them and become distressed right after. It was as if he got mad at her for following his lead. It was so confusing and honestly, a little hurtful. "What do you mean what do I want? I just told you."

She leaned back to look at him, "Each time you've kissed me have I stopped you? Have I given you any reason not to think that I wanted to see what this lead to?" She didn't know if it was just a physical infatuation or if it could actually hold water, but she wasn't opposed to finding out. There was more to be said, more reasons to back up the fact that there was no need to act like he was. Though Seamus interrupted her train of thought but throwing her yet another curveball.

"Excuse me?" The expression that took over her face was one of pure malice. Without thinking she grabbed Shay's face and forced him to look at her. "You think I'm having sex with Galen? You think I would fuck someone who's dick has come within a three foot radius of my sister?" Her tone was rising as was her anger. "Are you serious with this shit?"

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bound_seamus
2014-06-07 11:06 pm UTC (link)

He went from being hurt to pissed the fuck off in point five seconds. When she grabbed his face Seamus had to force himself from his natural reaction which was to break her arm. She must have forgotten that Seamus was a wolf despite being a dimmed witted sweet heart. When she was done raising her voice at him Seamus grabbed her wrist and removed her hand from his face. He gripped her hard, harder than he should have. He took a deep breath and spoke to her very cooly and calmly. "Do not." His fangs and begun to prick his lips when he tried to regain control. Getting up Seamus released her from a hold that would leave bruises.

They were wolves and it was insanity to try to keep them both so caged in. Looking down at her he didn't care to continue the conversation. He had gotten the answer he needed and didn't care if she followed him out in order to get the answer to hers.

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bound_gracie
2014-06-07 11:39 pm UTC (link)

If he thought that a tug on the arm was going to make her back down, Sheamus was very, very mistaken. If anything he matched his ferocity and bared her teeth. "Do not what?" She didn't care if he bruised her, she refused to flinch under the force. Her question went unanswered when he stood. What the actual fuck is going on? He was just going to leave? That was it? Grace was not going to accept this dismissal without getting any answers. So she did what deep down, she knew she shouldn't: she got up and followed him.

"What the fuck? Do not what? Touch you, tell you that I'm not sleeping with your brother? You have to tell me, Seamus. I'm not a mind reader." She waited until she was outside before she spoke, stomping in front of him to stand in the way of his bike. "You're not allowed to keep kissing me and then accuse me of having sex with Galen. Which, has never or will ever happen!"

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bound_seamus
2014-06-07 11:51 pm UTC (link)

When she stood in front of him Seamus stopped walking. He was half pissed and confused. He didn't know what to do with that new information and he couldn't believe he had been so wrong. "Don't fucking touch me," he spat at her quickly. He was seething. "Don't fucking lie to me." Taking a few steps closer at her he pointed a finger at her as if accusing her of something. "You. I can't believe you're going to lie about it. You fucking smell like him." Seamus was on a totally unnecessary level.

"If you want to be with me it can only be me." The jealously Seamus harbored for his older brother since childhood was resurfacing. He paced in front of her. "I can't believe this." He didn't know what to think and he knew people inside the diner were watching them.

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bound_gracie
2014-06-08 12:04 am UTC (link)

She didn't move, didn't back down even when he pointed a finger in her face. "Trust me, I'm not going to touch you. Not now. Not ever. Will that make you happy? Is that what you want me to say?" Together they were gunpowder and a match. "So I smell like him? And? I smell like you, like Quinn, like Raleigh! I smell like the garage! That doesn't mean anything. What do you take me for?" Both clearly had problems expressing themselves and used anger to cover it up. It was a volatile combination that could and would explode with little prevarication.

Look up at the sky to pray to anyone listening for some kind of strength, Grace flailed her arms, "I. Am. Not. With. Anyone. Else. If I say it any slower I'll be saying it backward. There is nothing between Galen and me. NOTHING! Okay. I know where his dick has been and I want no part of it. I'm not a soithsayer that gets passed from brother to brother. So fuck you for assuming all this shit about me and getting pissed because you didn't have the balls to flat out ask a week ago."

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bound_seamus
2014-06-08 12:15 am UTC (link)

"So I was supposed to ask?" Maybe he should have but he didn't know what the protocol for a situation like this was like. It was awkward and he didn't know how to handle it. "So now what?" He wasn't going to continue arguing with her. "You don't want to see me anymore, is that it?" He didn't know what she wanted anymore. He knew that he liked her and that he needed to get over something that never even happened but he knew he didn't want to not have her in his life. He was really sweet on her and it would hurt like hell if he couldn't figure something out with Grace.

"I'm sorry for assuming. For not having the balls to ask a pretty girl a very tough question." Walking around her Seamus sat on his bike and looked up at her.

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bound_gracie
2014-06-08 12:48 am UTC (link)

"If you didn't know then yes you should have asked. You didn't even have to ask me, I'm sure you could have causally brought it up with Galen and gotten the same answer." Taking a deep breath in Grace felt frustrated with the round and round of this conversation. Not only did he think that she was a side piece to his brother, but that she would actually lie to him about it? That wasn't who she was.

"You know what I want. But it's not this, Seamus. I don't want this insanity. I want what we had the other night. That is what felt right and what I missed. Not this." She waved her arms, catching sight of the hand print that marred the skin of her wrist. "I like you and I like myself more when I'm with you. And with Aiden." She spoke calmly, her words tinged with an edge of hope in her voice.

"You don't have a right to be mad at me. So I'm asking, please don't be."

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	bound_seamus 2014-06-08 12:51 am UTC (link)
	Something in her argument made him reason. She was right. He had been wrong in the way he had gone about this and he should have been happier to learn the truth. "You're right," he admitted. "I'm sorry." Getting up from his bike he walked towards her. "I'm not mad." Opening his arms for a hug he hoped that she would accept it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bound_gracie 2014-06-08 01:11 am UTC (link)
	This shouldn't be so easily forgiven on her part, but she was tired of being angry. Yet it was a sigh of relief rather than annoyance was the only comment she gave on the matter. Grace was talked out. She let her actions speak for her, returning the hug Shay offered to her. This wasn't going to be easy. It wasn't going to be perfect. But really, what in life was? (Reply to this) (Parent)

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