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Skwisgaar Skwigelf (Post-Dethklok) ([info]goodbettermetal) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-25 14:26:00

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Entry tags:lulu, skwisgaar skwigelf (post-dethklok)

Who: Lulu and Skwisgaar the Elder
What: Lunchmeals
Where: Some restaurant overlooking the Baltic Sea. Skwisgaar's Cabin, Sweden.
When: Today
Warnings: Dethklok Biohazard

Skwisgaar had a roadie write down a list of restaurants in Stockholm that Nathan would enjoy, including a place which served meats of animals that Nathan probably had never eaten before. He tugged on a nice shirt, left it unbuttoned, and started out the door. His first stop was at a place famous for their pricey and high quality jewelry. He'd figured out that if what Nathan said was true, and he remembered it (Though at first, he was certain it was a dream), he'd done some pretty bad things, and he needed to make up for it. Not only that, but the thought had crossed his mind before, anyway. He took a look at their ring selection, keeping several in mind, while the clerk put his current gift in a lift-top box covered in soft, off-white lambskin.

Then he made his way to Lulu's shop and flat. He seemed out of place as he walked into the toy store, looking around for the beautiful woman he... didn't hate. That thing that wasn't hate. That thing that was better than like that he refused to think about because it was unfair to even consider it.

... Now he looked awkward and out of place.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 03:54 pm UTC (link)
Lulu had taken great care in preparing herself for lunch. It was good to be a woman again: her clothes felt more comfortable, and she felt more at ease than she had in a while. She tried to put herself into light spirits as she rubbed some scented oil on her neck and wrists, brushing some into her long hair. She didn't wear anything too provocative, as Skwisgaar had said they were going out to lunch, and she didn't want to upset any of the other patrons.

That, and if her paranoia had cause, she didn't want to be be left alone in a short skirt.

Lulu hated that she took so long to trust, especially Skwisgaar. She knew - and apparently so did everyone who met her and heard her talk about him - that she loved him. But after living a life spent waiting for everything she cared about to die, it was hard not to flinch. But she always held fast to her promises. She'd said she would wait for him, and she would. At least until he told her that it wasn't called for.

The stairs creaked faintly as she navigated them down to the shop. She'd picked the black dress she'd worn when they'd first met, but with a jacket to cover up her cleavage. When she saw him, she couldn't help but smile. He'd worn a nice shirt. He looked impossibly handsome, and she had to make herself not run over to him. Instead, she walked over at a normal pace. "Hello, Skwisgaar."

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 04:08 pm UTC (link)
Lulu was a sight for sore eyes -- Skwisgaar didn't realize how much he'd missed her and her beautiful body and graceful walk until she came into view, and when she did, he smiled briefly, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Hullo, Lulus." He murmured, pulling her closer, brushing a hand through her hair. The scent wasn't lost on him, it made him smile, made his heart jump a bit. He let out a murmur before pressing a kiss to her cheek. He truly had missed her. He slipped away and put his hand in hers before leading her out to the waiting Limo. "I is vury glad to sees you. We's going to dat restaurant I is was gunna takes you to befores but gots distracteds at something? So ja, we goes now." It just occurred to him that he'd seen that dress before, and he turned around once they got to the waiting vehicle. "I remembers on dat dress." He said with a smug smile.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 04:14 pm UTC (link)
Skwisgaar's smiles were rarely given. Lulu knew that, and rationalized that the reason her heart had jumped into her throat was because she hadn't seen him in a while. It had more to do with the fact that he looked so happy to see her. She knew all in one moment that she'd been an idiot, and she blushed slightly as his hand slid through her hair.

"I'm glad to see you too." She followed him out to the waiting limo, trying not to kiss him the way he wanted. It would have been unbecoming in a toy store to jump on him.

When he turned around, she returned his smile. "Do you? I didn't know if you would or not. It's one of my favorites." For purely sentimental reasons, it was one she likely wouldn't ever wear around anyone but him ever again.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 04:36 pm UTC (link)
"Ja, I is always likes on dat ones. You shoulds wears on it more oftens, hn?" He slid a finger down the collar of the jacket, and smiled. It had just enough clearance where it wouldn't obstruct the gift he bought. Once the roadie had opened the door for them, he offered her to slip in first, before he moved into the back of the limo. "We's goings backs to Swedens. I don't knows on any restaurants in dis place dats is better." He explained, before slipping up next to her, pressing a kiss to her cheek once more. He wanted more, but the way she'd approached him gave Skwisgaar pause. He was worried she was mad at him for what he'd done. He'd understand, and she'd have every right.

He murmured as he slid his arm back around her waist, "I cannots makes up how I is was vury cold to yous. I cannots expects you to understands."

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 04:45 pm UTC (link)
Lulu smiled at him, closing her eyes as he ran his finger close to her neck. "Perhaps I will. It's comfortable." She smiled at the roadie who opened the door to the limo, climbing in and waiting for her to settle down next to him. "Good, I liked Sweden. It's beautiful." The kiss to her cheek made her sigh aloud, and she nuzzled into his side as he wrapped an arm around her.

"You were young. You were you, but still not. I was... mostly scared that maybe you would feel the same way." She felt foolish, since it was fairly obvious that he didn't. "I told you I'd be here waiting for you. I'm a woman of my word." She would have said more, but she was nervous to give her emotions words. Instead, she just reached up and let one of her palms rest on his cheek, arching her back so she could kiss him properly on the mouth.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 04:55 pm UTC (link)
The Swede kissed her hand first, before dipping in to her lips, his other hand finding its way to her thigh, squeezing lightly. Of all the things he'd wanted right then, it was those words she'd spoken. He didn't slip away from the kiss until he was out of breath. "I still feels bad abouts it? And I is gots you somethings dats ain'ts because I wanteds to says dat..." He cleared his throat, but continued, "But I wanteds to gets it for you anysways. I..." He stopped there and just reached over to pluck the box from the place he'd set it and offer it to her. "I believes dat you shoulds has nothings but de best sorts of things." He knew he was up in that ranking, that was just a given, but if she was going to be his, she was going to wear nothing but the finest jewelry, be allowed nothing but the finest luxuries, and be doted upon. He promised that before, he was making good on it now.

The necklace was more than a simple trinket. It was platinum and diamonds, with three tiers of squares turned on their corners, positively covered in the stones. From the other corners hung teardrop shapes, with at least two carats of stones in each drop. He thought she'd wear the design well, and he himself was partial to its symmetry and design. There were other necklaces there that had butterflies on them, or love-hearts, or stupid locks and keys that just didn't look at all beautiful, but this stood out to him as something perfect.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 05:04 pm UTC (link)
She inhaled raggedly after their lips had parted, chuckling a little at how stupid her nervousness had been. Everyone had been turned around, and so had he. If she was going to be his, she should trust him. Trust wasn't something she was particularly good at with people she hadn't known for very long, but he was Skwisgaar. She decided to try. "There's no need to feel guilty. Everyone was a bit turned around. And to your credit, you did try. Even though you were young and brash, you gave me a chance."

A gift wasn't what she was expecting, and when he put the box into her hands she blinked. "Skwisgaar, I have you. I don't need things." She opened it anyway, touched that he'd gotten her anything at all. Even though she didn't know a lot about money or valuables, she still knew that the necklace on her lap cost more than most people could hope to find in their lifetime. It was also beautiful. It looked like it was carved of ice, and for a moment she wished she could show him the Temple of the Fayth in Macalania. The walls had been half as beautiful as the jewelry in her lap. "Skwisgar," she breathed, surprised she could say anything at all.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 05:12 pm UTC (link)
He couldn't help but let a small, light, heartfelt smile move onto his face. She liked it, and that's all he really truly wanted to know. He brushed her hair over her shoulder, back onto her back, before whispering into her ear, taking in the scent of the oil once more, "You deserves it. You deserves more, evens. But I couldn'ts finds anything more suitings of you dens dat. I sees dat you has a patience with me. You ain'ts lose at it yets. You truly don'ts does a things like any other sorts of woman I ever knows before." He quieted himself then and pressed a kiss to the corner of her jaw. "I has helps you takes things off twice, is times I helps you puts a thing on." He suggested.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 05:16 pm UTC (link)
She closed her eyes to listen to his words more closely, the low rumbly purr sending shivers down her spine. She'd made him smile twice in one day, and she wondered if she could make himdo it again.

"When you care very much about something," she murmured, kissing his cheek in return for the one on her jaw, "you shouldn't give up very easily. You were the one who told me to fight for what I care about." She squeezed his thigh gently before handing him the box and turning around. Once her back was to him, she moved her hair, flipping it over her shoulder so he could actually get to her neck.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 05:22 pm UTC (link)
He raised a brow to that, "I dids? Well dens I is gots a vury good ideas." He didn't quite remember saying it, but it did sound like something he'd say. He took the necklace from its box, and brought it around her neck, centering it and looping it under her hair before clasping it, pressing a kiss to her cheek once more. He ran his fingers down, on either side of the long, lovely pendant, until they traced across the very edges of her breasts. "Dats is perfects for you. Its is shows off your beauties unsteads of takings all de attentions away from it." He half-wished he'd have thought to buy her earrings to match to frame her lovely face.

He slipped his hands down to undo the jacket, just enough where he could slip it away from her shoulders, kissing her bare one lightly. "You should never hides away de beauties you is gots on? Dats isn'ts fair to de worlds."

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 05:29 pm UTC (link)
"Mmmhmm. The day I chose you." She'd never once regretted her choice, and knew it had been the right one. Lulu had closed her eyes as he put the necklace on, and she smiled as he kissed her cheek. She was enjoying his fingers trailing over her skin and barely noticed the weight of the pendant. "I'm glad you think so," she murmured.

His mouth on her shoulder made her sigh, his compliment twisting her lips upward. "I didn't know if it would be appropriate." Though that was a moot point by then. Not only did he still care about her, he was doting on her in a way that made her want to curl up by his side and never move. Instead, she helped him shrug the jacket off, turning around to face him. "There."

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 05:40 pm UTC (link)
He couldn't help but pamper her, she was a caring, patient, kind-hearted woman that didn't care about his money or his fame, but cared about him. That was new to him on every level, and he found himself in positions that made him unsure of himself in the most delightful ways. He looked her in the eyes. His own face was weathered into something always resembling a frown, but his expression was warm and kind just then. It was admiration, adoration, and care. He wasn't sure if he'd do anything for Lulu, as he'd done for Toki, but it was so soon, so early on. He had hesitation even believing his own feelings, but he saw her smiling, saw her looking at him like she was looking at him just now, and he couldn't help but feel the same way.

It was worry and baggage that kept him from expressing how he felt in any way. After all, every woman he'd dealt with from birth to coming here had only used him, abused him, or was too old to remember his name the morning after. And he had always thought he was alright with that - that women couldn't be trusted. But Lulu had given him a new perspective. He traced his thumb across her jawline, to her chin, wrapping his fingers around the back of her neck before bringing Lulu into a kiss. Even kissing her felt right, he trusted her to be just as passionate and devoted to the kiss as he was. It was a brief thing, a show of what he felt, but the sensation lasted on his lips as he moved away to look her in the eyes again.

"Lulu." He said. Her name was all that he needed to say, he felt.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 05:47 pm UTC (link)
Lulu met his eyes, studying how very blue they were. They reminded her more of glaciers than of water, the sort of frozen blue core in the middle of ice. But they were warm just then, and she couldn't help smiling. It was something she was growing more and more used to. At first she'd felt guilty for being so happy with someone else, but she'd realized fairly quickly that Chappu had wanted nothing more for her to be happy. He'd even said so when she'd seen him on the Farplane. And ever since she'd met Skwisgaar, she'd been happy. It was like starting over. And in a world where she didn't have to worry about him dying unexpectedly, it was a beginning she was willing to embrace.

His fingers made her take in a gasping breath, one she didn't let out until their lips parted. She reached out to run tentative fingers through his hair, remembering that he'd trusted her before. "Skwisgaar, I - I don't know how to thank you." It might have been about the necklace, but it was broader in scope than that.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 05:58 pm UTC (link)
"Don't thanks me, Lulu." He murmured with a shake of his head. He saw that they were even. They both had done something for each other that was needed and mutual, and she'd been anything but the norm when it came to her reactions towards him. The limo slowed to a stop just beside a portkey and Skwisgaar smiled. "Dey's waitings for us on de others sides. We can talks on it more while we is goings to lunchmeals, hn?" He stole another peck from her and slid out of the limo.

Once in the second limo and on their way to the restaurant, he smirked. "You... is haves a thing for mes." He teased, though there was no patronizing in his tone. It was more amusement than anything.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 06:07 pm UTC (link)
She smiled and squeezed his hand as he helped her out of the limo. "That would be nice." Portkeying was an oddity that she was growing used to, and it barely bothered her that day.

Once she was settled back into the limo, she couldn't help but laugh at what he'd said. "Yes. Yes, I do have a thing for you. A rather large thing." She chuckled low in her throat, looking back at him and letting her head on his shoulder. "Is that bad? I'm afraid I can't stop." She blinked, then realized he hadn't seen her tattoo - not the real him.

"Artan even said so," she chuckled, turning and moving the straps of her dress so he could see it properly.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 06:14 pm UTC (link)
He smirked at the first, "Ja, nots so bad. I mights be havings at a things for you too maybe." He lit a cigarette while she turned, and nearly dropped it when he saw the ink on her back.

Well, first off -- Dragon. Holy shit.

Secondly, it was the depth of color and shading that caught his attention. It was so detailed and well done that he couldn't take his eyes off it. He could barely breathe, muchless speak. Lulu couldn't have picked a more beautiful thing than what she'd gotten on her skin. He put his cigarette between his lips and let his fingers roam the lines of it, seeing if her skin had raised due to the puncturing of the artist's needle. Her skin was delightfully smooth even then, but the color and beauty drew him in. "De artist's names am Artan? Hokay." He stored that away in the back of his mind so he knew who to go to next time he wanted new ink. He looked over her shoulder to her and smiled, "Is dats one of your memories, Lulu?" He asked, before going back to inspect the piece. He had an eye for tattoos, and an eye for design, but mostly he really liked the color and the subject matter, as well as the canvas.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 06:20 pm UTC (link)
"Well, good," she murmured. She could feel his calloused fingers moving over her back, and she sighed in contentment. "Mmm. Apparently he did some things for you in another reality. So many of them is confusing, but he's quite good." When his face appeared over her shoulder, she pressed a quick kiss to his forehead.

"Yes. Remember when I told you about the Fayth, how they were people who encased themselves in living stone? That's one of them. I don't know his name, but the Aeon Yuna got from him was a dragon named Bahamut. He came to her in visions at times, but more her companion. It's a reminder of home, I suppose, of the sacrifices everyone made." She chuckled a little to herself. "It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would." She'd almost considered going back for another, but she wasn't sure what she'd get.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 06:33 pm UTC (link)
He moved one hand to pluck the cigarette from his lips, and slid it down to her hand, putting the filter between her fingertips before slipping his hand away again to trace the lines. "Hn, Bahamut. Dats is... weird. Dere's is a Bahamut in a legends on Earth heres, some sorts of giant fish. I don'ts knows much abouts it." Skwisgaar pressed his lips to her shoulder once more. "Dey don'ts hurts as much as everyones is thinks dey woulds. Dey is stings like beestings or somethings." He explained. "Buts dey is worths de little pains to has such a beautiful sorts of designs, for a beautiful sorts of memories." He moved his hands across her sides then, pulling her close once more, to kiss her neck. "You ams so beautifuls, Lulu. Makes me wants to does a thing dats I's has neverdones."

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 06:40 pm UTC (link)
Lulu was grateful for the cigarette and inhaled deeply, almost purring as she exhaled. "Hmm. I doubt they're the same thing, but it's interesting that the name is the same." She didn't even try to hide the shiver that went down her spine as his lips touched her shoulder.

Moving closer to him while he kissed her neck, she smiled and moved the cigarette to her other hand so she wouldn't burn him. She turned her head so she could kiss him again, tasting him through the cigarette and sighing. "Oh? What's that?" She didn't really expect him to answer, so she handed the cigarette back to him.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 06:54 pm UTC (link)
He wouldn't answer, since he was too busy kissing her shoulder again, his free hand moving over her side and thigh, slowly moving her skirt up her leg. Skwisgaar didn't worry about the time it would take to get from one place to the other -- knowing the roadies, they'd just make circles around a few blocks so they had time -- and he nibbled her jaw.

He was feeling electric right then, knowing that she felt the same way he did. Someone so divine and dark and powerful, but gentle as a breeze had given him reason to have faith in... well, not women as a whole, but that women could be more than just toys to play with or pains in the ass. He moved the cigarette over to one of the ashtrays before he slid his hand up the fabric covering her stomach and he touched the tip of her new necklace with his middle finger.

His lips pressed to her ear before he whispered, "Next times, if I ever tells at you to leaves? Don'ts listens at me, huh? I don'ts means its."

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 07:02 pm UTC (link)
She closed her eyes and let her head fall backward a bit, sighing. She'd missed this. It was weird, remembering having sex with him as a boy, but this was what she was used to. She loved the way Skwisgaar's hands knew exactly what to do. She moved closer to him when she felt his hand touching her stomach. Hot breath on her ear tickled, and she smiled to herself.

"I won't, I promise." Her breath came faster, his fingers feeling like fire on her skin. "We should use the hottub more, though. That's what I learned from this past week."

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 07:13 pm UTC (link)
Skwisgaar's fingers finally found the skin of her thigh as he let out a low, soft chuckle. Her head rested so delicately on his shoulder and her body responding to his movements made his heart go even faster, and he licked his lips. "You thinks so, hn? I didn'ts even mentions on de facts dats I has one ats de cabins." He smirked, since he knew they hadn't even gotten that far. They were too involved in each other's skin to even notice their surroundings.

For now, however, the Swede slid his hand further up her thigh, his fingers grazing across Lulu's hip, teasing, testing. "Misseds this way too much to tells you." He murmured, as his other hand slid up to cup a breast. He was delighted by every curve of her body, every word she uttered and every sound she let slip even when she didn't want to. She moved so beautifully under him. He realized just then that his surprise about Spira having only one song wasn't for the obvious fact, it was because she moved as if she was led by music every moment of her life. She was graceful and dignified and yet, she was lyrical even when she was chilly.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 07:23 pm UTC (link)
She bit her lip delicately, trying not to make too much noise for the chauffeur to overhear, but even so a faint whimper got through. She'd missed this, missed how precise and perfect his hands were, like they had sentience separate from his. "Do you now," she murmured, trying to sound sure of herself even though she was breathless. "Maybe we should make use of it sometime."

"You don't have to tell me, I already know. I missed it too." She turned her head to kiss his jaw, as his neck was covered and not something he liked anyway. She could've told him then that she loved him. Had he been any other man, she probably would have. But Skwisgaar was a man of action, not words, and she wanted to show him instead. Her teeth found his ear, and nibbled faintly. "How much longer do we have?" She could've chuckled at how they always seemed to have sex in limos if she hadn't been too turned on to care.

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[info]goodbettermetal
2008-07-25 07:29 pm UTC (link)
The guitarist purred as he moved his hand to her thigh again, easing his thumb under a garter to pet the skin beneath. "Plenty much times. Unless you can waits?" He gave her an out just then, not yet doing what he had in mind, while he moved his other hand to bare her breast, capturing her nipple between two fingers.

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[info]ultimafury
2008-07-25 07:35 pm UTC (link)
She closed her eyes and laid back, groaning and shifting her weight toward him. "I would've said yes," she murmured, crying out as his fingers toyed expertly with her nipple, "but you just did that." She kissed his shoulder weakly, her voice slightly shaky. "Need you now. Don't think I could make it through dinner."

Lulu hated admitting that she needed anyone or anything, but it was true. She'd slept with a younger facsimile of the man she loved, but now that he was back in her arms, she didn't want to wait.

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