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Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

OOC ... Are you somehow a mind reader? Because that truly is what I would love for Christmas. x3 Marisa and Damien were definitely quite the pair, their friends often commenting and receiving the old fashioned cute compliment from an elderelderly couple. He liked to treat her nice, and she only returned the favor. Honestly, it felt like something completely out of a romance novel or movie, yet there they would be. Described almost to the dot by that same novel or movie. His girlfriend was great at cooking. Compared to her, the young man failed miserably and if they were not paired up, he would probably still be living off of instant ramen or Chinese take out. Damien was more of the computer guy and ever since he was a child, he would tinker around with the insides of many machines. It began with a simple fondness for being on the computer, then develop into breaking one open and finding what parts did what. It was no surprise that he wound up pursuing a degree as one, though he started off with an Associate's and several certificates. This was plenty enough for him to work as a bit of a mobile computer technician, taking service calls to both residential and business customers alike. A job like this could always be on demand, especially in this time and age where computers and digital information were taking over. Damien had plans to pursue even further degrees, certificates, and training. However, he was content at the pace he was moving at now. 'Damn it, candles!' Her immediate mentioning of them forced him to do a rear march as he trotted into a nearby convenience store. More so along the lines of convenient to him. Oh, I'd never forget that, love. Love you too, I'll be there within a few minutes. A total lie as he began purchasing the candles he so forgot before she said anything. A little white lie never hurt anyone, he told himself, now carrying both her present and the bag of candles. Damien returned back to the snowy outdoors, walking back towards her apartment with a bright smile. Just like he had promised, it took him about 15 to 20 minutes to reach her abode, standing outside as he looked at his hands. Both had something in them, making the process of making himself known outside her door difficult. Resorting to his foot, he gently kicked at the door, making sure not to leave a mark from his shoes. Special delivery. He joked, calling out through the door. Of course she would know it was him, but Damien was a bit of a joker. It was all an effort to see that gorgeous smile cross her lips. One nerdy geek, hold the anchovies.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

I totally am a mind reader Marisa had just finished setting their plates down before she heard a light thud at the door. She was happy that she managed to get everything done in time. At first she didn't think she would make it, but he had arrived a little later than it usually took him to get to her apartment. She had prepared a Christmas ham, mash potatoes, collared greens, stuffing, corn bread and cranberry sauce. She also had a pie in the oven, but it would be ready by the time they finished dinner. She also had a bottle of whine set in between the candle holders. She hurried to the door, and heard his little cracks. He may have been really smart with computers, but she didn't consider him a nerd at all. She opened the door and stuck her tongue out at him, noticing the bags in each of his hands. She knew that if she tried to take one for him he'd give her a hard time, so she simply just stood aside to let him in, closing the door behind him. She already had all but one present underneath the tree for him. It was a medium sized tree that she had put up herself since her roommates had plans to go away from for the holiday. However, she got to decorate it with Damian, so she didn't mind too much. I hope you like everything. I'm more of a baker than a cook. She smiled, knowing that she was being modest. She was an excellent cook, but she was even more excellent at baking sweets. After she took her present and put it under the tree, she let him walk into the dining room where both their plates were already made. The table was small and round, but it was perfect for a dinner like this. She stood by the light switch and waited for him to get the candles ready.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

OOC Okay, so, horrid self-nut checkin' aside, let's get this post done! The winter wind started to grew even more chillier as the night began to drag out longer. Damien let out a shaky sigh as he shivered slightly, but thankfully he did not have to wait any longer. Marisa opened the gateway to her humble abode for him and immediately warm air flooded over his body along with the heavenly scent of her lovely cooking. He took a big, long sniff of the air, savoring the aroma and practically tasting the food right then and there. Mm, smells like I got her just on time. Not a second sooner, or later. He told her with a bright smile, sliding into her home and listening to the sound of the door close. Afterwards, Damien leaned over towards her and planted a gentle peck upon her lips, even brushing his nose along hers, a cute Eskimo nose kiss. Handing the present to Marisa to bring to the tree, he smiled as he saw the medium sized tree that just seemed perfect for their holiday night together. Meanwhile though, the tech man walked over to the table, taking the candles and sliding them into their rightful homes of the candle holders. He was no smoker, but knowing Marisa, she had a kitchen lighter somewhere. Hey, beautiful, where's the kitchen ligh- Found it! He began, having sifted through several drawers of hers. He spun it along his index finger like some cowboy with a revolver before lighting the candles. Damien's eyes landed upon the wine, swallowing a lump in his throat. He loved Marisa so much, but he never had the courage to tell her that he was a horrible lightweight. Damien could only hope that he did not become so horribly intoxicated that he did something he would regret. All set, Marisa. Cut the lights. He said with a smile, going to whichever side she would reside at in the table, pulling it out for her. Chivalry was not completely dead. Or, at least he tried to do his very best to display it.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

As he watched him fumble with the candles and finally get everything going, she turned off the lights and walked over to him. Smiling as he pulled her chair out from him, she gave him a long passionate kiss, pressing her soft breasts against his chest. She also ran her fingers through his hair, and before the kiss could get to passionate, she drew back and gave him a teasing smile and then sat down. This wine is special. Grandmother sent it to me just for this dinner. She told us to finish it all. She smiled and then tucked her chair in and waited for him to sit down. She wasn't one to believe in prayers over the food. So instead, she simply waited for him to begin eating. He always had such a big appetite when he came over, so his servings were a bit more...larger than hers. To the point where he could not see any empty parts of the plate. She knew that he'd be able to finish everything though, and even have room for pie. Please, dig in! I want to hurry and get to the presents! She chuckled as she unfolded her napkin and placed it in her lap. After making sure her skirt would be properly protected from any spills, she rolled up her sleeves to her red sweater and pulled back her hair. She was always so careful when she ate, especially around him. After all, she was easily embarrassed. As he began to eat, she simply smiled at him and then started on her own plate, which was probably about half of his helpings and she knew that she wouldn't even finish it because that was just the way she was. Whenever he finished she stopped eating, because she always wanted to get up and clean after him. She was rather old fashioned, and loved to clean after him and make him happy.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

Usually Marisa never liked him helping her out with dishes, but it was Christmas and she really did want to get to the presents. Mostly because she loved seeing the surprise on his face whenever he got her presents, but a part of her was curious about what she was going to get as well. While they were doing the dishes she giggled when he splashed her and gladly obliged back. Twenty minutes later the both of them were soaking wet but somehow finished the dishes. Before he whisked her away to the living room she made sure all the food was covered and put the pie back in the warm oven. She giggled when he picked her up and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed her collarbone. When he sat her down and moved his present into her lap, she giggled and then unwrapped the bow from the wrapping paper and tied it into her hair just to be silly. Then she tore the paper away from the rectangular gift and her eyes widened. Oh my lord... She trailed off, her lips parting in surprise as she beheld the new set of kitchen cookware that he had given to her. Her pots and pans were all worn out but still did their job. She figured she wouldn't have to buy a new set until something broke off. This was certainly a pleasant surprise. She was about to hug him, but she realized that she was soaking wet from their little fun earlier, and she took off her sweater. Underneath was a thin white undershirt. It was damp enough that he could see her lingerie underneath the cloth, but it wasn't as bad as her sweater. Her nipples were also slightly hard and the bra did nothing to conceal it. She slid the box filled with her new kitchen set onto the seat next to her and then clung to him for a while. Thank you so much baby..I love you.... She whispered in his ear and then got on her knees to hand him the bags filled with his presents. She gave him the big one first, which contained four PC games that she had bought. The other one that had a welcome home plaque inside of it, but she'd wait to give it to him. Actually, there's one in the car that I couldn't get out by myself. Before you open these, I want you to see that first. She said before handing him the bags. She took his hand and when they got to door she grabbed her keys from the rack and pulled him out the door. The car was right in front of the apartment, so she simply unlocked it with the press of a button and smiled at him. Its in the back seat.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

Upon lowering the mirror, he barely had time to react. All he saw was Marisa pretty much midair, crashing into him in a romantic and loving embrace. He dropped the mirror thankful that his good luck kept it from shattering and threw his arms around her as well, their lips once again meeting in pure passion and love. It felt so wonderful when they shared a kiss. Their lips felt just right against one another. He always lost himself in these moments, eyes shutting tightly in the heat of the moment, Marisa atop of him as their bodies molded to each other. To him, it felt like an eternity. Their lips were practically glued together as Damien held her oh so tightly. Regretfully, he needed air, and just as she spoke breathlessly, he sucked in the precious air as he locked his eyes with hers. Heh... I am pretty awesome... aren't I? He joked, caressing her cheek. But no. I'd do anythin' to make you happy, Marisa. Just seein' your gorgeous smile and shinin' eyes. If all I had was you and that, I could die a happy man. He told her, while letting her go to grab the next gift she had in mind. His heart raced as she spoke those next words, about taking the next time. Did she mean it? Damien let his imagination run wild, picturing Marisa in nothing but her lingerie or riding him with such a lustful expression plastered on her face. However, it came to end when he was given her next gift. Disappointed. Hopeless, almost. He would never show it to Marisa. As much as he wanted to bed with her, Damien did not want to give her the idea that he wanted her for her body. No, he loved her deeply. More than the word could ever explain. So, with a smile, Damien began to unwrap the gift and at first looked puzzled. Welcome Home? He read, still somewhat puzzled. Oh how cute he could become with his slow realization of things. A complete nearly passed before his face blew up with surprise. Y-You mean...?! Words were not required to answer him. He suddenly hopped up with Marisa in his arms, swinging her around happily. It seemed she beat him to the punch. At least he did not have to get that extra key made, he thought playfully. He nearly did on the way here. Setting her down before they became to dizzy, Damien held up his hand. Hey, let's drink to celebrate, huh? Whether she accepted or not, he went to the table and snatched the bottle of wine that her grandmother sent her, along with both of their glasses. Pouring a full glass for them both, Damien had a huge grin on. To us. He said with a chuckle, gently banging his glass against hers, the soft ring of glass on glass ringing out as he took a large sip of wine. OOC The first post was so much better. Damn lappy...
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

I still liked it. Don't worry. She didn't notice the slight disappointment over his face for a split second. She was too busy trying to ignore the butterflies that haunted her stomach. When she heard the sound of the rapper ruffling as he pulled out the small knickknack, she looked up at him and noticed that he was confused. However, after a very long moment his face began to light up and he looked just as ecstatic as he was when he discovered his new desktop. She smiled, now relieved that what she had suggested didn't seem as ridiculous as it had been in those few seconds of silence. She was so happy that he had accepted. She didn't have to say another word when he grabbed her and swung her around. She giggled and looked into his eyes. It seemed like she was falling in love with him more and more. She didn't think it was possible. When he placed her down and proposed drinks, she laughed. Go ahead and get the drinks. I'm going to start the fire place. It had been a little nippy in here now that some of the cold had managed to creep in from when they had gone outside. She already had it pre prepared just in case, and all it needed was a light. It took a second but she got it lighted, just in time for him to come back in with their glasses. Marisa had never been a heavy drinker, and the half a glass she had drunk earlier had gotten her a little buzzed already. But she figured she'd have another few sips and stop before she got drunk. After all, this was a night to remember. She tapped her glass against his and then took one slow sip before placing it on the coffee table. She then removed the jacket that he had given her since it would be getting plenty toasty here in a second. She hung it on the coat rack and then walked back to him and sat down on the couch right beside him. Picking up her glass, she rested her head against his chest and then put her feet up on the table, wriggling her toes against the material of her stockings. Its going to be so nice living with you. She said with a smile. Before she knew it the entire glass was gone, and while she was not drunk she was a little tipsy. When she set the empty cup on the table she moved back and giggled. You have no idea how much I love you...You've stayed with me for so long...and you really, truly love me... She said and then moved on top of his lap. Once again her arms were around his neck as she placed her lips against his neck. I love you so much.. She whispered in his ear, her warm breath teasing the side of his neck.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

He was never the sharpest tool in the shed, but he survived. He took a moment to observe the plaque, so simple in design, yet the meaning was oh so deep and powerful for him. Before having grabbed the drinks, he gently set it on the table, smiling warmly after having returned. The flame within the fire place made the entire room so much more cozier. When they sat on the couch, he let out a deep sigh of pure comfort. He was soon joined by Marisa, a smile of 100 adoration for his lover plastered on his lips. Even her mere presence made his heart soar. Moments like this were perfect. He loved every second of it. While Marisa only became a bit tipsy, Damien held true to his fears and even though it was his second glass, he practically on the verge of being completely drunk. Despite this, some shred of logic remained in his head to slowly drink the wine that was left in the bottle. However, he was brought out of pouring another glass by her giggle. He shut his eyes, focusing on her voice as she spoke. Then he felt movement. Damien's eyes opened back up, seeing her plotted right on top of his lap. Ordinarily, he would caress her sides, run his hands up and down her back, pull her closer and such. Of course, he was still doing that. However, with the fine wine in his system, his touches and movements seemed a bit more daring. I'll always love you... I'll never stop lovin' you, Marisa. Damien told her with the biggest smile on Earth. He started his caressing of her sides, but slowly touched lower from her hips, caressing her outer thighs. Now with her sitting like this, their heights matched much better, and she easily was able to plant her lips along his neck, that silky voice pouring into his ear. God, I love you more than anythin' in this world, Marisa. You have no idea. He told her dreamily, one hand traveling up her back while the other was down lower, drawing circles on her lower back before slowly traveling downward again. He softly caressed her rump through her skirt, groaning softly at the feel of her breath along his neck. I love you. I'll only love you. Damien said, confessing his love as he pulled her closer on his lap. It was much harder now to control himself, his arousal slowly becoming more apparent with the tent in his pants growing dangerously closer to Marisa's own sacred place between her legs. She looked so beautiful, sexy in her skirt and stockings. Leaning forward slightly, he decided to give her similar attention, kissing along her throat and even nibbling gently on the skin their, moving along her jawline with his lips until he found his mark, biting gently on her lower lip.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

Marisa may not have wanted to have sex, but she had urges just like everyone else. When she felt him caress her backside a light blush came to her cheeks and she felt a strange tingling between her legs. Normally she would have stopped at this point, but she continued. He was making her feel so good. Emotionally. Physically. She didn't want to ruin the moment. Oh God Damien...I love you so much too. She sounded like a broken record but it was true. More than anything in the world...you're my everything...and I'd be lost without you. When he slid her closer to him, she moved her hands down to his shoulders and tilted her head back as he kissed and nibbled her neck. When his lips found hers, she moved her body forwards and pressed herself against him once more. Her breathing began to quicken as her tongue crept into his mouth once more and she began to squirm in his lap. She probably wasn't helping in this case. She had seen him get hard before and she was never offended by it, but still he tried the best to control himself. Considering that Marisa didn't even believe in mutual masturbation or even phone sex, he had to control himself otherwise he'd always be walking around with a stiffy half the time. She sometimes felt bad for him, but if she could control her urges than he could too. Her abstinence was only important to her because she truly believed that saving it for marriage would be the best thing to do. Again, she was not religious. She did not do it just because of some bible. She did it because it would make their wedding night a hell of a lot more special. Plus she had been with him for a very long time, and he understood her...at least she thought. Living together might prove difficult for him because he'd be seeing her in a lot less clothing than he'd be used to, but their love was so strong that he would be able to resist. He had done so for all the years they had been together anyway. As they kissed, she made no move to stop him from rubbing her backside. She liked it and it excited her. She even bucked her hips a little bit so that his hands were now on underneath her skirt.
Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

Their closeness made his body warm up, probably even if the fire place was empty of its flame. He loved the feeling of her body against his, her arms wrapped around his neck or hands placed upon his shoulders, caressing his chest or practically anything. Damien fought with her tongue, rubbing it lovingly with his own and curling it in a tango of passion within their lips. He groaned into her mouth, starting to kiss more passionately and even suck on her tongue gently before pulling back to catch a breath of air while his hands roamed wherever he could touch her. The way her body moved on him or under his hands, it made him squirm in delight and with his intoxication, it became more evident. Marisa always knew how to make him feel great, but he just seemed to really let loose and feel everything with her tonight. He knew of her abstinence, knew of it the entire they had been dating. In the beginning, he came on to her quite often, but respected her decision to wait. At first, Damien agreed wholeheartedly and kept his desires at bay. However, the more and more they saw each other, the sometimes geeky little tech-man struggled to keep to the path and uphold her decision with a smile. Overtime, it simply overpowered his willingness to comply, and in secret, he became aggravated at her rejection of carnal pleasures that sexual intercourse would bring. Even though he loved her dearly with all his heart, Marisa was slowly driving him insane with the abstinence. Damien nibbled upon her earlobe, feeling her buck her hips. The motion allowed him to slide his hands underneath her skirt. This change of events made him smile, accepting as an invitation to caress her more intimately. And he did just that. Caressing her stocking covered legs and thighs, his hands squeezed teasingly on her thighs and behind. She was now even closer, his own breathing changing into husky pants as he kissed several times along her neck. How he wanted her so badly. Mm, Marisa. Her man groaned, his hands suddenly changing direction and beginning to caress towards her inner thighs, loving the fabric of her stockings. It only excited him more to find out what the skin on her legs would feel like.