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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 25, 2009 0:52:39 GMT -5
Sylar was in the middle of class. It had about five minutes left but he was falling asleep. The teacher had approached his desk and he didn’t even notice. Sylar jolted up as he felt a sharp pain in the back of neck. The teacher had smacked him. Oh well. Didn’t matter to him. The teacher sent him out to the principal. Sylar was going to leave but not to the principle. As sylar walked out he went sharp left. Completely away from the office. When sylar saw the first open bench he took it.
Slowly he heard the bell ring. He must have slept the whole passing period because there wasn’t a soul in his sight. Oh well, he didn’t decide to go to class. Instead he enjoyed the peace and quiet.
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 25, 2009 2:15:46 GMT -5
Alexis was walking around the school. She hadn't been kicked out of class for calling a teacher a dipshit in a long time. She assumed it was because the teachers of Point Hope would rather beat you senseless rather then kick you out. Like, the bell just rang and she managed to land herself in the hall.... who sends a seventeen year old girl who isn't affriad of questioning a teachers intellegence to the hall. It is only asking for a missing student on their watch. If she gets hit by a bus.. the school is fucked and she can sue... 'cause she didn't sign out. Though before she could even get out the door, there was someone laying on a bench.
She didn't get her full amount of harrassment today, because her teacher couldn't handle a small and barely menial swear word.
She approached the bench that had the boy on it and she sat herself down.
"Move the fuck over." she said with a playful, but somewhat bitchy tone. |
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 25, 2009 2:35:12 GMT -5
“And why the fuck would I listen to you.”
That seemed to be sylar’s usual answer to people. He didn’t like taking orders from other people. On the other hand if he was giving them… That was something sylar would have to look into later. Right now he had to deal with… It occurred to him he didn’t actually know if it was a girl or boy. It sounded like a girl but a gay guy could have a girlie voice if you asked him. He lifted his head up just enough to see the person. Girl, definitely a girl. She was good looking to if you asked him. He didn’t move much but gave her a little bit of room by tucking his knees into his chest. Not only was he still comfy but if she tried any funny business he would sprawl his legs out and hopefully kick her through the wall. Oh well. He stayed there listening. Waiting for an answer from the now quiet girl. Hopefully she said something he liked. If not then this probably won’t go to well. Especially since he likes chicks who don’t let people walk all over them. But he didn’t know about her yet. So mine as well keep a low profile for a while.
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 25, 2009 2:48:10 GMT -5
“And why the fuck would I listen to you.” her eyes perked up and a smile spread further across her face. He glanced at her and returned to his normal position. Then he had gone and controdicted his sentance and curled his legs slightly, giving her more room. Though she wasn't entirely looking for room... it was more along the sides of "I want to annoy the crap out of you" sort of thing. She was in a bitchy mood.
"Because it is chivalric dumb shit." she knows how to push buttons; so, her hands slipped around his ankles, and she would push them off the bench.
If she managed to do that she would smile at him, with the most cocky expression and say, "A bit better." (OOC:sorry lamey lame post...) |
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 26, 2009 2:36:01 GMT -5
Sylar felt the girl grab his ankles. Uh-oh. She was up to something. Then he felt her try to throw his legs off the bench. That wasn’t going to happen. Sylar kept his feet right where they were. He was not going to move them. Not for her, not for someone else around, and not for anyone. Well that sounded just as weird to sylar. He was glad he didn’t say that. He looked up to the girl.
“What the hell do you want. I gave you your room like you fucking asked so stop. Sit down and shut up. Got it?”
He was starting to get a little annoyed with her and she hadn’t even really started to do anything. It must have been thanks to the teacher and him not getting enough sleep. It was still those stupid neighbors fault. Oh well. He would end up taking it out on this girl anyways. It really didn’t matter what she did.
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 26, 2009 2:47:23 GMT -5
He wouldn't budge, so then he looked up to her. “What the hell do you want. I gave you your room like you fucking asked so stop. Sit down and shut up. Got it?” her hands came up doing that "Jazz-hands" emotion and she made this face  . "OOh the big speech..." he was clearly being a little bitch; so, it was time to play. She climbed further onto the bench, this time crawling over him. A hand on the bench on either side of his head, as her legs did the same. With her right hand she cupped his chin and made him look her direction. She was really close to his face, but she wasn't going to do anything to him. After all she was taken. "Do you just want me to lay here? After all, you didn't want to move..." this wasn't her flirting, this was trying to prove a point. |
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 26, 2009 3:09:19 GMT -5
“Be my guest. Lie right on top of me. I always did like letting the woman have some control.” Sylar gave her a wicked smile.
What sylar said was true though. He wasn’t a virgin and proud of it. So when he said he liked it, he really meant it. He thought it was funny how the girl seemed so mad at him then she would come on to him, or she was a complete tease. Oh well, sylar was going to make the best of this situation. He slowly brought his hands out from under his head and around her sides. He then would place them onto her back if she didn’t move away first. What he would do is just rest them there for a second and start rubbing her back a little. Then he would see what she did. If she ran because she was actually toying with him or if she really did like him. He wasn’t going to tell her his name for safe reasons. What if she had a brother or boyfriend. He would probably get his ass kicked for doing something like this. He didn’t care though. He was going to make the most of the situation.
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 26, 2009 3:21:47 GMT -5
“Be my guest. Lie right on top of me. I always did like letting the woman have some control.”
Controdiction.
She smiled as she felt his hands grab her sides. She let him do that, and felt as they wandered to her back. Man, if she was single...
"Babe, I always take control." her face got really close to his and their breath would mingle as he continued to slide his hands on her back. Sher hands rested on his chest, then it slowly went down... and down...... then finally reached the target. "I like to get what I want." she bit her own lower lip as her eyes searched his face.
Yep, she was going to be expecting his body to "React" to the touch, but that was not her intention. "So I suggest you fucking move or I squeeze." she would rather die than cheat on Li. They loved eachother and she (oddly enough) knew it. Though all that didn't stop her from fucking around, but still, she had limits. |
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 26, 2009 4:15:48 GMT -5
He reacted as her hands slide down him. It felt good. Now what was she going to do.
“So I suggest you fucking move or I squeeze."
Uh-oh. Should I tell her that doesn’t work on me. It probably would be more fun if I didn’t. I started to move my hands up and along her back to where her bra strap would be. When I got there I would get it undone if she let me. That way if she squeezed she would first have to get her bra back on first. Then I noticed I liked her eyes.
“You have really pretty eyes you know that. If no one else ever did I’m glad I’m the first. If they have then you must hear it hundreds of times huh Hun.”
Now I was sweet talking her. This was getting better and better every waking second.
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 26, 2009 4:30:46 GMT -5
Before she could futher her threat, his hands slid to her bra strap andhe would try to undo it, but she would reach behind and grab his wrist and push it to the bench over his head. she would then follow that move with his other hand.
“You have really pretty eyes you know that. If no one else ever did I’m glad I’m the first. If they have then you must hear it hundreds of times huh Hun.”
She smiled down at him. "Yes, I have heard it before." he obviously didn't get the hint she wasn't going to do anything with him when she threated to attack his sack. Usually guys would stop what ever they were doing in order to save their junk.
"I'm done with this." she sat up, no longer half laying on him, but her legs still stradled him. It was no fun if they just kept going and didn't get scared when they should be. Her right leg hooked over, and now she was sitting on the bench where she had originally been sitting. Her head leaned back and rested it against the back rest.
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 26, 2009 4:45:36 GMT -5
“What was that you just said?”
The girl who had just been on top of sylar was once again just sitting on the bench. She was done with it and just gave up. Well that was fun while it lasted. Sylar started to think about how that would have played out if it went longer. Would she have seduced him or would she still have given up. Maybe she had a boyfriend. All valid points but sylar would never know. He was to turned on to think straight. All he wanted was to get with that girl now. It was her own fault though. She did it to me, not the other way around. I bet she is dying to keep going but something, or someone, is holding her back. Dammit, dammit, dammit. Why did it have to be that she was taken. It would have been fun but no. she had to be taken. That had to be the reason right. It just had to be. Sylar wanted to know but decided not to pry.
“So why did you stop. I know I was enjoying myself. Weren’t you?’
Finally I sat up with one leg on the bench and the other off it. I wanted to know why I wasn’t still pinned on my back by the beautiful woman.
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 26, 2009 11:08:23 GMT -5
“What was that you just said?”
alexis could tell he was obviously bothered for toying around with him. It was such a cock tease moment and she didn't even care. After all he didn't move, therefore he should get something in return.
“So why did you stop. I know I was enjoying myself. Weren’t you?"
"Meh, I'm not a fan of sex. I don't feel like doing it, so thats why I wont," she didn't bother to look over at him, she just remained leaning back in her chair and then closing her eyes. "So, you are going to have to substitue me with your hand." she didn't tell him the true reason to why she didn't keep going 'cause well.... pathological liar. Not because she was trying to hide the fact she was taken already.
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 27, 2009 1:09:46 GMT -5
“Nah, nothing could substitute your pretty face.”
Yes, sylar was being a total suck up right now. If it would get him laid then he would do it. He seemed to like the way she felt on top of her. He wanted her and would never give up until he got here in his arms. He liked the way she was laying on top of him earlier and wish she was again. It was going to be tough but he would do it. Sylar would eventually get what he wanted. Unless he died first. That wasn’t going to happen though. No one hated him enough to kill him. Plus how could she not be a fan of sex when she just was in the perfect mood it seemed like. There was something else, he knew it. There was no way that she wasn’t a fan. Every one was a fan unless you were raped or you were still a virgin. Oh well, he wasn’t going to pry, or was he?
“So what would you be doing out of class anyways?”
(OOC Sorry bout when I accidentlly switch to first. i dont mean too.)
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Post by Alexis Green on Apr 27, 2009 1:29:45 GMT -5
(OOC not a problem... I did the same thing when I was switching over XD)
“Nah, nothing could substitute your pretty face.”
If her eyes were opened she would make it obvious she rolled them. Flattery will not get you sex... all the time...
“So what would you be doing out of class anyways?” well, she was a bit glad he changed the subject, 'cause God forbid she listen to a libido driven teenage boy complain about being sex deprived.
"I was kicked out for back calling a teacher names... It is kind of lame. no one kicks students out of the room anymore. I'm supposed to be outside his door actually. But fuck that I'm not sitting there making a fool of myself." and that is why she was here, trying to bug him. At least she gave him blue balls, that usually bugs a guy to the extreme.
"How 'bout you, hun? Looks like you should be in class." she really had to tone down on calling guys hun and babe. It might give them the wrong impression. Old habits die hard. |
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Post by Sylar Silverberg on Apr 27, 2009 1:49:08 GMT -5
“I had fallen asleep for the last time by what the teacher says. I was supposed to be on my way to the principals office. I decided I had better things to do than go meet that fuck face.”
He couldn’t help but chuckle. At what he wasn’t sure. He just did. Probably since he hated the stupid mans guts to the point of slaughtering him. Sylar wanted to move closer to her but didn’t. He was over toying with her. It just wasn’t fun when she didn’t get offended or actually commit to do anything. He did look at her eyes. It was more so she would hopefully see the uniqueness of them. They were one of a kind. He also wanted to ask her some questions about her but wondered what. He then had an idea.
“So where’s your boyfriend?” He didn’t actually know if she had one but he wanted to ask. It would see what his next question would be. He hoped that she didn’t but if he did then oh well. He would make do with finding another girl.
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