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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 3:12:17 GMT -5
Ara found herself speechless. Her hand squeezed his lightly, and she found herself batting her eyelashes, trying to clear the tears away. They slipped down her pristine face and she looked into his eyes with admiration. "That was beautiful," she managed to choke out, trying to hold back the next wave of tears. She admired his talent, but was truly endeared with his vulnerability. There were no words that she felt she could say. She just smiled as if she had known him forever.
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 3:15:22 GMT -5
Seth finally opened his eyes and looked at her. He smiled softly and wiped the tears away. "Thank you. It was just off the top of my head." He smiled warmly at her. "It was about you, you know?" He squeezed her hand lightly. "Can you sing? I would love to a duet with you. Or I could sing a song you can dance to." He really wanted to do something with her. They were both in love and they both loved music.
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 11:06:01 GMT -5
"I can sing as well, or play the piano, but I fear anything I could do would pale in comparison." She smiled, and wiped her face subconsciously. It drew a small blush across her cheeks from the minor irritation, but was rather beautiful in its own way. She licked her lips and pushed her hair behind her ear, even though there were no loose strands. It was more of a nervous habit than anything. She looked to the ground, kind of ashamed that he had seen her dance before... If she had known how extraordinarily gifted he was, she probably would have been too intimidated to start a conversation with him. She sighed in resignation and smiled at him, peering up to him through her long dark lashes.
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 14:46:27 GMT -5
Seth lifted her head up. "I bet you sing beautifully. I've been practicing for years. You should have heard me when I first started." He laughed and wiped the rest of her tears away. "I could never dance like you do. You look like a perfect angel. I was swept away." He smiled sweetly at her. "Please don't put yourself down. You're more perfect than you think."
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 21:30:11 GMT -5
She sniffed for a moment, and then gazed at him directly. "I could teach you to dance..." She bit her lip before pulling him to his feet and placing his hands in the appropriate places before he could realize what had happened to him. Suddenly, she looked slightly fretful. "I think we might need music." She giggled at her silly mistake. She was too impatient for her own good.
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 21:34:52 GMT -5
Seth smiled as she helped him up and placed his hands on her. A soft blush rose on his cheeks and he laughed. "I'll get it." He grabbed the remote from the table and pressed the power button. Soft operatic music started playing for the speakers near the tv.
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 21:40:35 GMT -5
For such a small figure, Ara had some power in her. She easily navigated the two around the marble floors, until it seemed less of a dance and more of a whirlwind of colors. She threw her head back and laughed, her long dark blond locks spinning behind her. She began to let go of the control and she leaned in closer, hoping that Seth had picked up quickly on the simple waltz.
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 21:58:54 GMT -5
Seth smiled as he danced with her. She looked so graceful. He watched as she leaned her head back. He laughed with her. He held her close and took the lead. He had always been told he picked up things very quickly. He smiled and continued dancing with her. Their steps fitting perfectly with the song
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 22:05:59 GMT -5
For a moment, Ara could truly say she'd been swept off her feet. It seemed like they'd only been dancing for a few minutes, but a rather large antique clock told a different story. As the bell chimed, she pulled Seth to a loveseat and collapsed into it, laughing and smiling. "You're a quick learner." Her heart was racing, threatening to leap out of her chest at any moment. If she were mortal, she'd have been a walking billboard to the immortals.
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 22:21:10 GMT -5
Seth laughed as she pulled him into a chair. "Thank you." He breathed in and out fast. "Water?" He got up and got two bottles of water and handed one to her, slipping back next to her. "You are an amazing dancer. You kept me watching." He laughed and took a sip, trying to gain his breath back.
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 22:40:09 GMT -5
A heavy blush drew across her cheeks and she fumbled with the cap of the water bottle and took a couple sips. It was exhilerating to be around someone again, since it had been a few months since she had truly socialized with another human being... She licked her lips, lingering back to the time when his tongue was on her mouth. She could still taste the sweet of his tongue on her lips. She found herself closer to this man than she had every found herself before. She didn't tend to draw the interest of many with her unconventional looks.
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 22:46:08 GMT -5
He took a long swig and breathed in deeply. "That was fun. We should do it again." He smiled and pulled her close to him. He closed his eyes, being able to breathe again. "To tell you the truth, I had never danced before." He smiled. "And you're the first woman I've seen in a long time...that wasn't just a snack." He smirked.
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 22:56:31 GMT -5
Ara laughed, the sound resembling that of bells. "So what am I? Your entree?" She giggled and leaned into him, enjoying his sweet scent. Everything about the moment was pefect. It was innocent and joyous, everything that Ara was. She sighed deeply, finally exhaling and turned her head up to his. "So what brings you to Paris, anyway?"
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Post by seth on Aug 18, 2008 23:01:06 GMT -5
Chad smiled at her laughter. It was gorgeous like her. "You're my dessert." He nibbled on her neck and laughed. He postioned himself so he was more comfortable and she was more in his lap. "Had to get out of Ireland." He took another sip of water. "I inherited this place from my grandfather when he died."
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Post by pheorra on Aug 18, 2008 23:07:32 GMT -5
She frowned slightly... "What's wrong with Ireland?" She had been rather fond of the place, but he probably had good reason. Then again, Ara only disliked certain places because of the people within them. Paris was becoming her favorite place to stay. She hoped that she was not delving into information that was none of her business. Suddenly any thought she had dissolved as she watched his perfect face. The temptation to reach out and trace his lips washed over her, but she managed to keep it to the form of a very small and unnoticable twitch of her hand. She inhaled deeply again, unable to get enough of the sweet aroma surrounding him.
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