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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 0:54:54 GMT -5
Jake sighed as the boiling hot water rushed over him. He took in a deep breath again, trying to smell anything else left on him. He, like most of the other werewolves often carried a change of clothes and a small bathing kit, just in case. He laughed. He had never had to use it before. He usually just went home and took a shower, he hated the smell of blood. The werewolf shook his head into the water as his thoughts turned to a familiar topic. Gabrielle. His brain went insane, as if her teasing him with that ridiculous dress wasn't bad enough she had to wear that particular perfume. He realized, he never should have told her about it. A few weeks earlier he realized that her scent had changed slightly, it had taken on a strangely sweet smell, just smelling it nearly made him pass out. It was an amazing scent, and when he asked her what it was she had just smiled secretively. So now he had this... scent... mixed with the usually wafting smell he picked up from time to time. His eye twitched slightly in annoyance. Why did women do that? Why was it that when they were around a man they were attracted to they gave off that particular smell. Like a dog in heat it drove him mad. Mad to the point that he nearly sprinted for his bike when he was allowed to leave. Mad to the point that he had turned to daydreams to keep himself satisfied. Mad to the point that he was ashamed of it. He groaned slightly, he figured one of two things would happen... either he'd go insane and rape her or he'd learn more self control and be able to sit next to her without fidgiting. She had noticed it... and it had only happened during the past two months... for the longest time he hadn't smelt it... but now... he knew... she wanted him. A smug grin crossed his face. This wolf boy was going to teach her a thing or two about wolves and their prey. His eyes twinkled as he got out of the shower and dressed. Clothes:  |
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 1:06:52 GMT -5
Gabrielle exited her mother's room, quietly closing the door behind her. Donatella had fallen asleep, too shocked to say much at all. Gabrielle had stayed in there with her, stroking her mother's hair the way Donatella had when Gabrielle lost David. It was things like this that made part of her wish she'd never gotten involved with Jacob, or that he wasn't a werewolf.
She sighed and leaned against the wall, pressing her forehead against the cool wood. She heard the shower turn off and waited patiantly for Jacob to come out so she could talk to him. She really needed him right now, for unknown reasons. It wasn't about the vampires, it wasn't about her mother, she didn't know what she wanted to talk to him about. All she knew was that she needed to talk to him.
She pushed herself off the wall and sat down on the fluffy carpet, untying the leather straps that wound up her legs and pulling off her heels. She felt so much better taking them off, but didn't like the red marks they left up her legs that would take twenty minutes to go away. Her skin was just weird like that.
She stood up and walked down the room, shoes in hand, and pushed open the door to her room. She tossed the shoes onto her bed and turned around, her eyes downcast. "Jake, are you out yet?"
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 1:12:10 GMT -5
Jake walked out of the bathroom, rubbing his head with the towel, his shirt still unbuttoned. "You wanted me?" He ran his hand through his now dry hair and tossed the towel into the dirty clothes hamper.
Yeah... I bet you do... your body's trying to make me go crazy.
He blinked at her then let a sexy wolfish smile cross his lips. "What's up?" He dropped back onto her bed, most of his calves hanging off. He folded his muscular arms behind his head and looked at her, tilting his head to the side like a puppy.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 1:17:30 GMT -5
OOC: You want to like... kill me, don't you? XD I can't stop laughing. Thanks.
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Gabrielle sat down next to him. "Mom's real shaken up. She'll feel better in the morning, if she doesn't kill herself or something." She laughed nervously, joking. "Bloody smell all gone, I take it?" It wasn't like she could smell it, or anything, but she knew he could.
She slid off the bed and hit the floor softly, leaning her head back on the bed. "Today... has been... so tiring..." She yawned and turned over, resting her chin on the fluffy red blanket. "Are you as tired as I am?"
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 1:38:02 GMT -5
"Sort of..." He reached over and pulled her back onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her in place and curling around her into a ball. "You're so nice to hold." He buried his nose in her hair, taking in her scent.
DAMN! There it is again...
He nearly jumped out of his skin, now he knew he was imagining things, there was no way she could smell like... he searched for a word for it and came upon an answer... sex. He blinked as he came upon his answer, he had heard Sam talk about it before, about this weird smell that Emily gave off.
He called it the sex scent.
It was a scent that female humans gave off, almost like a dog in heat, that had been developed by their former selves, even before the cavemen. But humans had evolved and while they had no use for the bittersweet scent women still gave it off when... he searched for another word... came upon one... then dismissed it... which drove werewolves, that women just happened to be attracted to, up the wall.
"What's on your mind?" He questioned.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 1:44:17 GMT -5
OOC: *dies*
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"Lots of things." She said quietly, the warmth he gave off puting her to sleep. "Like--" she yawned, "--my mother, my father, us... it's all so confusing." She sighed and turned her head to look at him, her eyeliner and mascara smudged beyond repair. "What're you thinking about?" She asked, reaching up and stroking the side of his face. "Hmm?"
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 1:49:02 GMT -5
"Me?" He gave a smile. "Oh, you don't want to know what I was thinking about." He shifted slightly. He wished she would stop that... it was almost making the wolf side of his brain wacko. "I was just thinking about... you." He tilted his head slightly. That was the truth... wasn't it?
Pull yourself together! One little scent cannot push your self control.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 1:53:14 GMT -5
"Me?" She giggled, turning over and snuggling up to him. "But I'm so uninteresting. Not as interesting as you, anyway. I can't turn into a giant wolf and kill things, although I can turn into a bitch, which in itself might be worse. It just depends on who I'm unleashing my wrath upon." She laughed and wrapped her arms around him, snuggling closer.
"Hey, when I call you Wolf Boy, you don't care, right?"
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 1:59:17 GMT -5
"Nah..." He replied, then nearly fell over the edge, the scent was stronger now. "I don't really-care if you call me that..." He muttered. "And yes, you can turn into a bitch... but you know... I really like female dogs." He grinned teasingly. "I was just thinking about... you... and us... and..." He trailed off, falling back into his day dreams, stripping her with his eyes wasn't quite enough, the werewolf's mind rocketed off in another direction entirely. Then he felt something strange, his hand brushed something smooth, and cool. He was knocked out of his dream land as he realized that in his body's free time his hand had slid up her basically bare leg. To the top of her thigh near her hip. His eye twitched.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 2:03:26 GMT -5
Gabrielle inhaled sharply, surprised by his... adventure. "Wh-what are you doing?" She asked, closing her eyes.
No. No. Don't think about that. Think about other things. No. No. Don't think about other things. Yes! Think about other things! Like... puppy dogs. DAMNIT NO! NOT PUPPY DOGS! Kittens... yes, kittens. Kittens are cute and fuzzy... NO! DAMNIT! Don't think about animals. Um... um... um... DAVID! Think about--
"Jake... have you ever... uh..." she cut off.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 2:13:36 GMT -5
"Have I ever what?" Oh boy... here it comes. "Gabrielle?" His golden brown eyes bored into hers intensely.
This is going to be one of THE weirdest conversations in my entire life...
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 2:16:16 GMT -5
"Huh?" She looked up at him, yawning slightly. "I forgot what I was going to say." She nuzzed him, sighing inwardly.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 2:20:33 GMT -5
"Had sex?" He peaked an eyebrow at her. He figured that was what she was talking about. The werewolf knew this day would come when she would ask him about it... damn... why did she have to think about it now.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 2:23:04 GMT -5
Her face turned a deep scarlet and she attempted to hid it from him. "Uh... well... yeah and stuff..." she shut her eyes tightly, curling herself into a tighter ball.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 2:31:20 GMT -5
"Yes." He stated plainly. "It's kinda hard to explain... I didn't really have a choice in the matter..." He made a face slightly. "A weird tradition that doesn't belong in this century." He sighed and shook his head. "Don't worry!" He laughed and wrapped his arms back around her. "I don't biite!" He grinned teasingly, curling back around her. "Why?" He blinked.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 2:33:28 GMT -5
"Noreasonjustcurious." She said, stringing her words together nervously. "It was just a random question that popped into my mind..."
She stared at the inside of her eyelids, then opened them. "Wait... tradition? What?"
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 2:38:12 GMT -5
"Uhm... how to explain this." He looked around the room. "When the boys in the tribe reach a certain age they are given a talk about... being a man." He was trying to put it in terms she could grasp. "Shortly there after the shaman woman comes to him and... shows him... the ropes?" He peaked and eyebrow. "It's really quite strange... and yet... nice at the same time... because we, unlike many of the men out there, actually know what we're doing." He smiled.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 2:40:53 GMT -5
Gabrielle slithered out of his arms and fell onto the ground, jumping up immediately. "Wow, that's... wow." She blinked. "I really didn't know that about your... tribe. That's... interesting, to say the least. Wow. Just... wow."
She blushed crimson, unable to look him in the eyes. "That's... yeah..."
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 2:44:01 GMT -5
Jake made an apologetic face. "I'm going with you haven't?" He peaked an eyebrow. He didn't expect her to have. Most girls guarded it like he guarded her. His eye twitched again as he mentally stripped her. Now if only he could do it for real...
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 2:47:27 GMT -5
"Well of course I haven't, dummy. I promised my Momma I'd wait 'till marriage. My... virginity is something that's sacred to me. It's only to be given to a husband..." it was then she realized he could sort of be considered that. She was marked as his, and she couldn't leave him.
She sat down on the bed and crossed her legs, something she did unconciously. "Although technically... you could sort of be considered my husband... now that I'm marked and all... and this is the 21't century."
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