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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 3, 2008 21:04:09 GMT -5
Since it didn't seem to be bothering him, Felicity continued with her array of light butterfly-like kisses. Really, doing more than the light kisses on his neck just was...awkward. And when she was in his arms like she was, and what it reminded her of, she really didn't think doing more than the little kisses was necessary, especially if he was over-thinking the whole thing too, like they both tended to do in such situations.
And she didn't necessarily need her pants, not when he'd told her had a pair she could put on. Then again, if they didn't have strings to pull on, they might be too big to keep up around her hips...but perhaps not, she'd never really thought about what size she was compared to the blue-eyed boy whose arms she was in, other than height-wise, it just never seemed to matter before. And even now, it didn't other than there was a good chance of what he had for her to wear being too large.
"Uh huh," she responded. "That's fine." Nuzzling his neck, she hid her face in his neck, just so she could smell his scent, the one that was really nice. The same one that she'd been reminded of him with in History of Magic class.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 3, 2008 23:05:32 GMT -5
When she would nuzzle his neck like that, he always got the impression of how nice it felt, almost as if she fit right there in his arms, leaned up against him like that. He just couldn't imagine anyone else feeling so right in that spot.
He made his way to the closet, enjoying the crunch of the snow under his boots and the warmth of her breath against his neck. "Can you get the door?" he asked, not wanting to put her down and afraid of dropping her if he tried it himself. He had wanted to keep the charm out of the closet on purpose, just in case.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 3, 2008 23:42:54 GMT -5
Just being in his arms was comforting, and she was pretty sure his idea about when one got mad at the other and asking that one to hold them was a good idea. Being in his arms a few moments before had made her feel calmer, and while she was still kind of mad at him then, she didn't feel quite so bad.
"Mmhmm," she answered, shifting in his arms to grab the door handle. She appreciated that he was willing to keep her out of trouble, this trouble being that she wouldn't ruin someone else's nice things. Things she probably couldn't replace.
Turning the handle, the door opened easily enough and she turned back around to put her arms back around Drew's neck, even if there wasn't any real reason for it. He was going to be putting her down just inside, but she wanted to have her arms around him for that last minute anyway.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 4, 2008 0:42:19 GMT -5
Drew would have agreed that the plan to hold one another when they were upset was a great one. Just moments ago, he had given up the evening as lost, ready to swear off snow forever. How he had planned to do that was still uncertain, so it was a good thing the evening turned around. He really couldn't ask for much more at that particular moment.
He pushed the door open a bit more so he could set her down away from the snow by the doorway. With her arms around him, he was reluctant to let go, but he reminded himself that the sooner he let her down, the sooner she'd be back.
He let her down on her feet again and gave her a small kiss. The closet was dark, but he had his wand and a quick Lumos would give her enough light to do what she needed to do.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 4, 2008 0:55:14 GMT -5
Back on her own feet and with a quick kiss from Drew, she smiled up at him not entirely sure what she was supposed to do in the closet other than change, but were his extra clothes in there? Or did he have to go get them from elsewhere? And her jeans were still in the snow back there, but she was thinking that since he said he had a pair of warm-up pants, that maybe she'd look them over and see if they had strings. Strings on clothes were a good idea.
With his wand lit, she found the bag easily enough and rifled through it quickly and saw there were indeed strings on his pants. Without another thought, she slipped the shoes she was wearing off before turning and handing them back over to Drew. It wouldn't be the first time she'd gotten dressed in the dark, and it wasn't that hard to do either.
Closing the door slowly, she smiled at him just before the door was completely shut. "I'll be right out, love. Promise."
His sweatshirt, his socks, his pants with strings, she was pretty sure she'd be just fine. First, she slipped the pants on, pulling the skirt of the dress out of them before tightening the strings so they wouldn't fall down off her hips. She was pleasantly surprised to see they weren't really too big, just a bit too long, but then again, he was close to a foot taller than she was. And then came the tricky part, getting the dress off. It wasn't one she could just slip down, but there was a zipper, located just under the arm. After a bit of trouble being able to grab it properly, she managed to get it stuck and was on the verge of getting Drew to help her before she ruined the material in the zipper when it finally let go. That off and his sweatshirt on, and she was opening the door again with shy smile. His clothes really were too big on her, but she'd live just fine.
Sitting down on the floor, she started pulling his socks on, wondering if he'd managed to fix the shoes.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 4, 2008 21:28:12 GMT -5
With a quick kiss, she pushed him back out of the closet. He wasn't planning to stay in there with her of course, but he was a little surprised she didn't take his wand for the light. Then again, he realized that if she had done that, he wouldn't have been able to change the shoes.
Heels in his hand, he first went back to the door to retrieve her jeans and the dorpped flowers. He wasn't sure if she'd really want either of them that evening, but he figured she'd want her pants dry if nothing else. He drapped them over her chair and placed the flowers on the fireplace mantle, thinking they were really too pretty to just toss out. And this way, if she did want them, they'd be there.
"My stuff has drawstrings, but I have your jeans if you want them," he told her through the door. He had packed quite a bit into that small duffle, including a hat and scarf set with matching mittens he had ordered thinking she would probably need those too. He just hoped at least something would work for her.
Hearing very little going on the other side of the door, and assuming that was a sign that things were okay, he sat in his own chair and worked on the shoes. He was used to working with men's shoes, but the thought he could get the spell right to fix these. It took him a couple of tries, but he finally managed to get a pair of boots he thought would work for her. "You doing okay?" he asked, wondering if she was taking a long time or if he was just imagining it.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 4, 2008 21:43:42 GMT -5
Even his socks were big on her, but at least they were easy to fix. All the blonde needed to do was pull them up and fold them down. The pants, she figured would be pretty easy to wear too, as long as she tried to at least roll the pant legs up and they stayed up. The sweatshirt, well, the best she could do with that was to roll the sleeves, but she figured that could wait a moment, at least so she could show him how swamped she looked in his clothing.
Pulling the door open further, she smiled at him, clothes hanging baggily over her body. While they were bigger than a lot of her clothes, she kind of liked them all ready. Not only were they warm and toasty, his scent lingered on them a little bit.
"I'm fine, I had a little trouble with that thing, but I got out of it," she answered him. Opening her arms wide, she showed Drew the length of his sweatshirt on her arms. "I think you're a little too tall for me to wear your things too often."
Sticking her tongue out, she lifted the hem of the sweatshirt to show him the big bow she made with the pants. "These fit a little better though, but they're still too long." One of the legs was all ready falling down from her quick fix roll she'd made. "How'd you make out with the shoes?"
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 5, 2008 0:51:42 GMT -5
She came out from the makeshift dressing room and as soon as he saw her, his grin matched her own. He jumped up and jogged over to her, grabbing her into a hug as she tried to show off the outfit. "I think you look awfully cute in my stuff," he told her, lifting her off the ground. Seeing her in a short, curve reveling dress often rendered him speechless and while his warm up pants and sweatshirt didn't exactly do that, it made those butterflies in his stomach just as giddy.
"I think I got the shoes," he told her, hopping back to the table to retrieve them. He held them up for her approval as he brought them back to where she stood. "I can't guarentee they're as good as your regular ones, but I think they'll still be better than the dress shoes."
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 5, 2008 1:07:05 GMT -5
Laughing when he showed his excitement, she placed her own arms around him in a quick hug as he pulled her off the ground. She really didn't mind being in his arms at all, but she didn't think he should be lifting her off her feet every two seconds either, but it didn't matter at the moment, she liked when he got all excited about things, it was really adorable.
"Mmm, I don't think I could say the same to you," she told him with a grin and a wink. For one, he really wouldn't fit in most of her clothes as they'd either be a bit too tight or much too short. And for two, it would just look much too odd.
When he put her back down, she pulled his sweatshirt up over her freckled nose so she could inhale deeply his scent for a moment. If his arms weren't around her, then she'd have to find other ways to breathe him in...
The boots looked fine to her, and she shrugged taking them putting them on the ground to slip her feet in. "Anything would be better than shoes with heels," she told him truthfully. The only good thing about wearing heels was she was practiced in doing so, with as many weddings as she'd been in, she'd been wearing them since almost day one. Her feet in the boots, she bent over to tie them up, burying her nose deep into his sweatshirt again. She was thinking that she might actually have to steal it from him...or maybe steal another one of his, one that would smell stronger of him. "I think they'll be just fine."
Standing up, she showed the completed outfit to Drew, spinning slowly around for effect before facing him and giving him a big smile. Then it was time to leap and see if he'd catch her...
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 5, 2008 23:15:29 GMT -5
"What, you don't think I can pull it off?" Drew asked about wearing her clothes. "Come on, give me the dress. I'll show you!" Of course, he didn't think she'd actually hand it over, but if she did, it wasn't like he'd never worn a dress before. It was one of the joys of having an older sister.
She kept pulling the sweatshirt up over her nose and while he thought it was pretty adorable when she did it, he started wondering if she was cold. She stood up and took a spin and he was about to ask her if she had seen the scarf and mittens in the duffle when she jumped at him.
It wasn't very forceful, but part of the fun of having her jump on him like that was the landing, where he'd fall back and she ended up on top of him. He made the catch and fell backwards into the snow, forgetting that it wasn't as deep as it had been in Diagon and neither was it spongy ground like when she had jumped out of the tree. He gave a short grunt as he landed harder than he had expected on the stone floor, only a few inches of snow cushioning his bum.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 5, 2008 23:28:06 GMT -5
Raising an eyebrow at Drew, she shook her head with a light laugh. "It's not mine, so if you can fit in it, it wouldn't be the same, because it's not mine." Rolling her eyes at him, she danced a little where she stood. "And I don't want you getting stuck in that, I all ready had trouble with the zipper as it is."
Jumping on Drew was fun. Plain and simple, and she liked that he always caught her and that each time was different. He didn't always fall down, but most of the time he did, which she kind of really liked. Especially since he pulled her into him and that meant being that much closer, but today was probably not the best of times to try and jump at him, especially with the landing he made.
"Are you all right?" she asked concerned. She hadn't thought about how cushioning the snow would be, or that there was a hard floor underneath. Seeing the snow reminded her of being outdoors, which it probably would've been a hard landing anyway. "I probably should've warned you, hmmm?" she continued, not picking up that she hadn't been the one to necessarily make him fall backwards.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 7, 2008 21:39:17 GMT -5
Drew's groan of pain was laced with laughter. It was hard not to laugh when you landed on your butt like that, no matter how much it hurt.
"Yeah, I'm okay," he told her, wincing a little at his now-tender tush. "You didn't need to warn me. I should have remembered there's no soft ground under here. Next time, I'll have to make it blizzard for a few hours so we get some good snow banks." He had thought the gentle snow fall would have been just right, but it really didn't do much for creating soft landings.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 7, 2008 21:45:08 GMT -5
"The ground isn't soft in the winter anyway, silly," she pointed out to him. Rather, it was a bit frozen underneath all the snow, ice, and slush that accumulated during the season. "But yes, a bit more snow would've made for a fluffy landing. However, I like how pretty it looks right now. There isn't too much snow, and it's really soft."
Extending her hand out, she caught a few snowflakes, loving the softness and how easily they melted in the palm of her hand. It was magical, no way around it, better than any wizarding magic, other than this was produced by a wizard.
Pushing Drew back, Felicity leaned in and kissed him gently, reaching a hand out further to grab a handful of snow.
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Post by Drew Thornton on Feb 8, 2008 0:27:32 GMT -5
"I was thinking about snow angels. I really hadn't thought about falling into it," Drew admited with a crooked smile, a little embarassed, but not exactly sure why. He had planned to have enough snow for angels, but hadn't really thought about crash landing in it. Then again, you kind of needed to fall back to do a really good angel, so he probably should have thought it out a little more. Next time...
She pushed him and he went back without resistance, grinning up at her in the hopes that she was planning to do what he thought she was planning to do. And he was pleased to find out she was.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Feb 8, 2008 0:37:13 GMT -5
"You really thought I'd be able to get anywhere near the snow with you and not make you fall in?" she asked without hesitation before getting another kiss in. The snow was cold, soft, gentle, perfect for so many things. Snow angles, snowmen, snowballs, forts, just throwing up in the air, sledding, and best of all that she'd discovered more recently, kissing in.
With her hand full of snow, and him in a nice kiss, she slowly brought the handful closer before making any further move. The kiss was almost good enough she actually thought about not doing what she had planned for the moment, but only a second later and she had it brushed off, plan ready to go.
Slowly pulling back out of the kiss, she drew her hand closer and then tipped it over, letting the contents fall right on his face. Sure, he might not be happy, but she was also quite sure he'd be able to get her back.
Smiling innocently, she bit her lip and waited for his reaction, hoping it wouldn't be an angry one. After all, it wasn't like it was their last chance for a good kiss that evening.
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