Thread: LOL: RMBH (Raivh and Lingering Desire)

RE LOL RMBH Raivh and Talin Arics eyes moved to her once more when he heard her feet land with a gentle thud on the tile floor. His gaze followed her as she went to pick up the chair and carry it from the room, a smile on his face. She seemed to be comfortable. More than she had been the first time hed brought her to his apartment. Then again, the circumstances were quite different. Shed agreed to get in his car and come with him, whereas when theyd first met, hed simply hoisted her into his arms and hauled her here. Returning his focus to the cooking beef, he glanced at her again when she returned, her form framed by the doorway. He listened as she spoke, a grin spreading slowly over his features at her joke. Arching his eyebrows, he fixed his dark brown eyes on her he hadnt thought anything of speaking for her. His only intention had been to shut his cousin up. Alright, he replied simply, scraping the spatula over the bottom of the skillet. That same lopsided grin graced his features the longer he dwelled on her wording, watching her gaze drop to her feet. As long as youre comfortable countering their bad manners. She was cute to say the least. He could hardly picture her as a verbal sparring partner for Terrance, and he didnt particularly want her to wind up in a position that would require her to stand her ground. The interaction that had just happened and how quickly Terrance had dropped the conversation to go and sulk was rare. As she cleared her throat and stepped into the kitchen, opening cabinets and gathering plates, glasses and utensils, he turned his attention back to the hamburger. It was nearly finished, so he moved it off the burner to focus on something else. Snatching a block of cheddar from the refrigerator, he glanced over his shoulder when he heard her footsteps behind him. He felt her shoulder brush against his back, and laughed when she jumped away, apologizing quietly. For what? he asked, a grin turning up one corner of his mouth as his eyes trailed her all the way to the table. Furrowing his brow, his shoulders and chest convulsed with a short, explosive laugh. He set to shredding the cheese, letting his thoughts wander on about the accidental collision than how humorous her reaction had been. The longer he replayed the scene in his mind, the more his heart rate started to pick up. Peering behind him into the dining area, he watched her back as she set the table. A knot formed in his throat the more he stared, eyes beginning to drift down from her shoulders, to her waist and hips. She had a slender waist it would be the perfect fit in his arms. Holding her, however, at least in the intimate manner he had unconsciously envisioned doing, was a bad idea. Her scent was inviting, and if he embraced her, he had no doubt that his nose would bury itself in those blonde tresses of hers to breathe her in. Once he got a good whiff, he would want to taste, and tasting was worse than smelling or holding. His jaw was clenched, brow formed into a crease when she told him the table was ready, he startled. He hadnt realized shed wandered back into the kitchen, or that she had taken up the spot beside him once more. Warm brown eyes dove into the blue depth of hers, searching them as she questioned him about his major and year in school. Her voice had taken on an apprehensive tone, and he couldnt refrain from presenting her with a smile. She had a beautiful voice, and he wondered whether she invested time in singing. Sucking in a breath of air, he dispelled it, pulling out a box of taco shells, and looked over at her with a raised eyebrow expression. The grin was gone from his face for a moment, and silence loomed between them, building tension before he cracked a joke. Wouldnt you like to know, Miss Bruised Ass? Smirking, he transferred the taco meat into a bowl, eyes dancing over her face. Photography, and this is my last year, so a senior. He swept past her, carrying the meat and shells into the other room, where he placed both on the table and took a seat. Maybe you can be one of my models sometime. Looking from the meat hed just placed in a taco shell to her, he grinned playfully. She would make an excellent model, but he wasnt entirely sure that he would want to share any photos she might allow him to take of her. Reaching in front of her, he retrieved her plate, switching it out with the pre-prepared plate hed already done up. How about you? he asked as he added cheese and sour cream to his tacos, taking a bite, chewing and swallowing, before he said anything more. Your major and year? Sliding his chair in and his feet out, his foot bumped against hers, and he lifted his gaze, chewing, as he set his half-eaten taco down. In the other room, he could hear Terrance snickering, and shifted his eyes from Oakley to him. Arics brow was furrowed, and he picked up his fork, aware that he wouldnt be needing it. Nothing ever fell to his plate. Chucking the four pronged object at his cousin, Aric smirked smugly when the object scraped the sensitive cartilage at the top of Terrances ear, evoking a shout from the man. Terrance got to his feet after that and began striding toward the dining area. Foods done. You can eat. The irritated look on Terrances face dissipated, replaced with an expression of gratitude. He wandered into the kitchen to grab a plate, and then was back at the table grabbing a couple of taco shells and spooning meat into each. After dinner, Aric lead Oakley back into the kitchen and was daring enough to hand her a towel. Mind drying these for me? Turning on the water, he added soap, and soon had a basin full of steaming, foamy water. Each dish he washed and rinsed, he passed her way. When he finished and began draining the sink, he waited until the water was nearly gone before he grabbed a handful of bubbles and brushed his palm lightly down the front of her face. Thats a good look for you compared to the mud from the other day. His tone was teasing, as were his words, and he laughed in good humor. Standing in front of the sink, he blocked it from her reach, and with the sprayer nozzle held behind his back, cleared the silver basin of anymore remaining bubbles. By the time he stepped past her, his brown eyes were bright, jovial. Feel up to watching a good movie before I take you back?