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Post by natalie on Jul 10, 2006 0:17:01 GMT -5
Natalie was amused by his answer.. was he asking for some sort of confirmation though? That smile stayed on her lips as she let his reply sink in. "Unwilling? Well that would all depend on the situation now wouldn't it?" She let her mouth open a bit in a small O as if in sudden realization, "You mean in your case you think I would be unwilling?" Of course this was the cat and mouse game that Natalie had grown so accustomed to.
She had to stop herself from any.. natural reaction. She quirked her eyebrow at him and settled back against the cushion, her finger tip tracing small circles next to her necklace. "Dean Quinn are you saying you would want to get that close?" She would make him give her a solid answer first.. that's just the way it was with Natalie.
*Yeah.. on other sites I could 'speak' parseltongue but I doubt that's allowed here. I just thought it was a wonderful idea since she is infatuated with dark arts herself*
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Post by dean on Jul 10, 2006 0:31:40 GMT -5
(( natural reaction? ![:P](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/tongue.png) I'm not sure if parseltounge is allowed here but I doubt it )) Dean's smile still lingered as Natalie kept talking. He took a gamble and took it for a good sign. Possibly. At least she wasn't flat out saying no... That, at least, was a good sign. He willed himself not to follow the slow pattern of her finger tip. Dean looked back at Natalie as she asked him her question. He tilted his head to the right, thinking. His answer was yes, but if Natalie was going to make him the fool he didn't exaclty want to tell her. But then again, the whole cat and mouse thing would result in nothing. So Dean answered. " Maybe... yeah. " He was, but he still didn't know about Natalie. He guessed he would find out in a second.
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Post by natalie on Jul 10, 2006 0:40:25 GMT -5
*Yeah, I didn't even bother with it.. I rarely used it other than a toy obsession but now I have no way of controlling it. ![:(](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/sad.png) And yes, I guess natural for her.. seeing as how she learned to manipulate early but that does not mean it's all fake.* She heard the words maybe and started to say something.. However the words yes followed shortly after wards and he gave her his answer straight forward. Her smile broadened a little, "Dean, do you know what put you in Slytherin? Surely you have determination, at least to some degree. Would it not be natural to think that if you wanted something you would go for it?" If Natalie had been so against the idea she would have clearly shot him down and made him a fool.. unless she was looking for a reason to get violent with him. Yet, that was unlikely seeing as how she seemed concerned a little for his well being. Natalie turned in her seat, now facing Dean more. She leaned in and angled her chin up to keep from breaking eye contact. "A lady would only assume that you aren't truly interested unless you decide to prove her wrong."
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Post by dean on Jul 10, 2006 0:51:27 GMT -5
(( oh... I get it ;D ))
Dean was wondering to what point his ' determination ' went to when she next said, " Would it not be natural to think that if you wanted something you would go for it? " And it made sense, really. He let this stir up in his brain, churning, thinking about it. Why not? He thought to himself as he noticed Natalie turning to face him. She did not break their eye contact and neither did Dean. What she said next suprised him slightly but he didn't let it show.
' A lady... ' Dean thought, a smirk forming on his face as he leaned forward slightly, putting one hand on Natalie's cheek and kissed her. It was a little forceful.
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Post by natalie on Jul 10, 2006 1:04:36 GMT -5
Natalie waited, watching Dean as he seemed to be finding the truth in her words.. He seemed determined in his own right to be correct.. but ambitious, well she would have to delve further into that before she passed judgment.
She drew her full attention back on him as she saw his hand move, and then felt it on her cheek. Of course the girl didn't draw back.. this was what she wanted. She remained passive and calm as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers, a little more forceful than she assumed. Well that only added fuel to the fire.. Natalie preferred a firm hand, not one over bearing or controlling but she liked it when a man knew what pleased him and his partner. She raised one hand up and placed it on his chest, leaning in towards him and giving a small nip at his bottom lip. That, in itself would surely be Deans full answer.. and well, depending on what steps he took to get what he wanted would measure how far he would go.. However Natalie Bane was very protective of her body and trust was a big factor in her reactions.
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Post by dean on Jul 10, 2006 1:15:37 GMT -5
Somehow, Dean hadn't expected this reaction from her. She was so... something. He wasn't quite there yet to describe it. He felt a little suprised when he felt her teeth bare down on his lip, but not displeased, really. Dean's free hand had now found it's way to her leg, his other still located on her cheek. He had no doubt that she was willing, now. He returned the small nip before he pulled away an inch or so, only moving his face slightly away from hers. His eyes wandered down to hers and he caught her gaze. The smirk returned on his face once again.
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Post by natalie on Jul 10, 2006 1:31:47 GMT -5
Natalie had not been pondering how he would react to her actions.. In fact she was a little too caught up in just the whole moment at that very second. Now if he had pulled away she may have been concerned that her small .. minuet display of aggression was unwanted but that thought would have been quickly dismissed as he returned the favor. Of course that only made her interest in him more.. perhaps stronger would be the word.. solid or pressing? Either way Dean was doing the right things, be it he knew how to handle her or he was just unusually lucky.
She opened her eyes as she felt him pull away, his breath still tickling her face a little and just that fact made her smile. For a minute she wasn't sure she should or could say anything at all. However when he let a smirk settle on his features she felt a little more.. real. "Untouchable is hardly the word.. now particular in who I allow.. that's believable."
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Post by dean on Jul 10, 2006 1:43:52 GMT -5
( he's a lucky guy lol )
" Way more believable. " Dean agreed with her. He noticed the smile on her face, and wondered if very many people had seen a qenuine one coming from Natalie. Dean's hand traced her face, touching lightly here and there. His smirk mixed in a little with the smile as he did so. His hand went down her neck, and although carefull to avoid the necklace, Dean's hand ended up on her shoulder. He leaned forward and kissed her once more, this time without as much pressure. He bit down gingerly on her lip, sort of like testing her.
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Post by natalie on Jul 10, 2006 2:10:23 GMT -5
(^_^ How so?)
Natalie leaned into his touch a little as he caressed her cheek, becoming more and more comfortable with his touch. Really these soft brushes from his fingertips were making her.. extremely calm. She felt his touch on her neck, which is such a sensitive area and often taken for granted. She knew that he was probably hesitant to move much around that area and the idea tugged at her mind if she wanted him to be able to openly touch her she would probably have to move her artifact.. Yes, move.. not remove. That was hardly an option with Natalie since it represented a victory of some sort.. And despite the fact Natalie wore it on her neck it would form as a bracelet or .. perhaps anklet - though that would more than likely be bulky. After all the snakes shape could change but the size of it did not grow or shrink.
Before she really had time to say anything Dean had leaned forward and kissed her again.. which the lady could not complain about. In fact she liked the way his lips tasted and his touch in any manner was quickly letting her appreciate him more and more, even just as something to look at. His bite again led her to react with one of her own, however she was soft with it, making herself calm down enough not to hurt him or make him uncomfortable. She started to pull away, an automatic reaction when one felt themselves doing what they thought they shouldn't, however the feel of his lips was too inviting and after only one small second of parting with them she moved to brush hers against his again, turning her head to the left a little and letting her tongue move across his bottom lip.
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Post by dean on Jul 10, 2006 2:58:19 GMT -5
(( I'm thinking more ways than one? ))
God, she was such a tease. This was one of Dean's many thoughts as she bit down on him, not too hard but just hard enough to make him feel it and want more. Her hand still on his chest he pressed one hand to the small of her back and somehow brought her closer to him. It was then that she pulled away, but only for a second, though. Dean felt her tounge run along his bottom lip and quivered slightly. He didn't know why, it was just his reaction to her.
Dean wasn't thinking at all. But at that exact moment he didn't really care too much. His hand on her shoulder moved downwards slightly, still tracing her. In some odd way he felt her a map, he wanted to know everything about it, physcially and mentally.
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Post by natalie on Jul 11, 2006 19:20:23 GMT -5
Natalie Bane was not the sort of girl to let someone dominate her, however his touch didn't bear down on her as if he would try to make her do anything. She felt her breath catch as his fingertips drifted down her, and beneath the fabric of her dress her skin tingled, almost as if begging for him to get even closer. (Gah, PG-13)
She leaned back a moment, realizing that this was not the place to get 'very' acquainted. And actually although she found him quiet interesting she still wanted to know more about him.
She looked at him for a minute, a smile taking place on her face again. She angled her chin down and looked at his hand, pressing her lips together. She leaned forward as if she was going to kiss him again but placed her finger between their lips, tilting her head to the side before leaning back, "Perhaps you should find out more about me and then let your hands catch up." Of course Natalie was an enigma and would only let him know what she wanted.. But it was a kind way of saying 'not yet'. It wasn't out of question in the future and maybe not even in the near but as her past went she was weary of 'being touched'.
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Post by dean on Jul 11, 2006 21:05:21 GMT -5
As Natalie leaned back for the first time Dean caught her gaze. He didn't really question why she was doing what she was, just waited for whatever came next. He saw a smile form on her face, watched her as she placed her finger between their lips. Dean took this as a sign to back off a bit, and he did as she leaned back. They were still a bit close, but not as nearly close as they had been the moment before. Dean nodded to her next statement, not exactly taking offense to it, he understood. Pushing his glasses back where they belonged he held her gaze again. Dean sat still looking at her, he pulled both of his hand back from her and set them on the couch in front of him.
" So, what would you like to know? " He asked, giving her the chance to ask him questions.
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Post by natalie on Jul 11, 2006 21:17:03 GMT -5
As Dean's hands left her she let her gaze follow them.. Now that had not been necessary. She moved her dark eyes up to his and let that faint smile find it's place comfortably on her lips. "Well for one you have not told me what you want to do when you graduate from Hogwarts." Not that that matter a while lot.. But still with his muggle lineage that left a large field of what he would/could pick.
She paused before asking him another question, not giving him time to answer. "And what do you like to do.. I mean during your free time?"
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Post by dean on Jul 11, 2006 21:26:12 GMT -5
He felt her gaze leave his eyes and go down to his hands. This puzzled him a bit but he shrugged. " Well - " Dean had started when Natalie started asking him another question. He fell silent as he listened to her. He decided to answer the first question, " I don't really know. There are lots of things I could be good at, but I don't know what I want to do yet. " That at the part that confused him, what did he want to do? He was never really fond of the ministry, so that was out of the question for him. " What about you, any plans for the future, Natalie Bane? " He asked her, and as he said her full name a smirk formed across his lips. He felt the need to answer her other question, " I play soccer, swim. Talk, hang out with interesting people, " Dean said, the smirk now combined with a half smile. His hands now moved about, tapping lightly on the couch every once in a while.
(( How is Natalie sitting, facing Dean? ))
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Post by natalie on Jul 11, 2006 21:36:44 GMT -5
((Yes, she's turned in her seat facing him))
Natalie listened to him hoping that he could give her some clear direction in which he wanted to lead his life.. But he could not. She almost blinked, and pulled her bottom lip in, letting it slide out from her teeth - this was a habit that some may do when nervous but Natalie was simply thinking the matter over.
He asked her and her eyes shot up to him. What would she say? Before she could think that automated response slipped out. "The family in which I come from.. their beliefs are to marry a wealthy and prestigious man. Basically to be the best trophy wife you can be and measure your success by how good a man you caught."
She turned away now, looking towards the back of the couch, a good and clear indication her sudden actions were not brought on by any interest in the room. In fact she was troubled by what she had been raised to be.. and even more so that she didn't know of any other outlet that seemed fit at the moment.
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