amara ace wayland
 the filthy poor ,
PHOTOGRAPHER/TOURIST
"getting a job in L.A was only an excuse i made to my dad, whereas the truth is i wanted to get the hell away from my abusive step siblings."
played by amy
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Post by amara ace wayland on Feb 9, 2013 18:01:29 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] a line of lyrics goes here The alarm wouldn't stop ringing. Amara forced herself to get up and put off the alarm. it was ten am, time to get up. it was weekend, bright sunday morning so she had no work for today nor did silas. she set the bed neat and hopped into the bath tub was a warm and cosy bath. this place was amazing. she had moved in with silas in his house which was big and gave the luxurious & elite touch. her room mate's bf was starting to be an ass to her so she decided to move out. being her husband, he asked her to move in with him, which would give them time to spend together and work out things. they had gotten drunk one night and married. they made a joke out of marriage but it was for real. two completely strangers met at the bar, got drunk and woke up the next morning married, with her in a dress and both wearing rings. she could barely even remember how it happened but it was definitely the biggest mistake of her life. she wasn't the type to get close to people. she hated reality. it was too bitter and amara spend most of her time shut in her room reading books or in the library. she was definitely the biggest nerd of class and topped every subject until depression got the worse of her. her step siblings were rude and used to abuse her, both verberally & sometimes even beat her, especially her step brother. she hated them but she couldn't do anything about it. her father was in army & mostly away from family. he would return back only once in an year for few weeks & she didn't wanted to ruin his vacation expressing how rudely the family treated her. recently it had gotten so worse that she decided to leave the house but told her dad a fake story that she had gotten a job in LA so she was going to settle down there. she should have moved out a long time ago but she wasn't sure her father would agree however he did only on the condition that she would write to him often and visit her family in new york least in vacation. since the whole 'getting a job' was a lie to just escape that house, now amara was forced to get herself a job to afford her day to day living. being good a photography, she started off as a photographer & looked around for models. most of the people in L.A told her that being a photographer in L.A, the city of stardom could earn her a good amount of money as there were several models around looking for photographers to do their shoots. luckily, she had gotten a small job but for her photography wasn't a career she wanted. it was more of a hobby and she wanted to do something big with her life, such as be a lawyer or journalist. education was expensive so there was no way she could go back to university. money was a major issue.
from the past few months,she had been living a hard life but from past week, life was somewhat comforting. a homely comfort, someone willing to work out things with her; it was like silas was ready to payback for his mistake or rather take the punishment when it wasn't really his fault. both were responsible but they were too drunk & out of their minds that night to get married. as painful as it sounded, amara suggested to get divorced but he denied. he claimed that he wanted to give it a try, work out things between them. divorce wasn't right. amara had been living in misery from a young age. romance never got much of place in her life as she had other worries so she never really thought about marriage. now that it had happened so fast, she didn't know how to feel about it. somehow it felt different to have someone in a foreign city to speak words full of sincerity and care. no doubt silas was a gentleman. she admired his kindness. he wasn't even ready to take rent from her & said it was utterly stupid to have a wife pay his husband the rent of staying with him. come to think of it, that was absurd but then again, everything happening in her life was absurd. however, the feeling of being cared for was good, she was too foreign to it and didn't like getting attached to it. she would rather sit in a corner, cry all day, try suicidal attempts but never turn to anyone for a comforting shoulder. one of the reasons she worked so hard was because she felt she was simply worthless.
the only way to thank him for his hospitality was to act like a wife such as do household stuff and try to sort out things between them. Get to know him better, find out similarities and keep him happy. she took it as her job and made her way out of the bath. pulling on on a dress , drying her hair with the towel, she thought of getting silas some break fast in bed. the two didn't sleep together so he was in the other room. she poured some orange juice and set brownies, bacon and bread on a tray and took it into his room. she knocked the door but there was no reply. he was still asleep but she walked in. he was in his bed, asleep. she placed th tray on the bed side and opened for the curtains. rays of sunlight were now striking the room. she sat beside him and ran her hand through her wet hair so water droplets were falling down and somewhat onto his face. gently she tugged his arm. wake up sleepyhead! it's 11 am! she hoped he wasn't going to get mad at her. she was only trying to act like a wife. he had opened his eyes and got up. good morning, my dear husband. I got you perfect breakfast in bed. she smiled, leaning over to kiss his cheeks but stopped. she wasn't sure if it was right.. although she had the right to do so but she wasn't sure so she hesitated and stopped, pulling herself away. er.. perhaps a morning kiss isn't really needed she muttered to herself, out of her habit of talking to herself unconciously, loud enough that the other person could hear. her cheeks turned red as she looked at him. so let's have breakfast together? by the way, your room is a mess but i'll set it clean dont worry, oh and I've done the laundry and some cleaning around the house..
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dorian silas archer
 the rich and famous ,
PRINCE OF DENMARK/TOURIST
"i'm apart of the royal family."
played by momo
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Post by dorian silas archer on Feb 10, 2013 12:11:01 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] THIS IS MY OATH TO YOU The Words: 933 The Outfit: mentioned below The Notes ended up longer than i thought i'd be... dorian had never imagined his life prior to this being the mess it is now. with steph blowing up his phone with texts and calls it was hard to hide from amara, she lived with him now so when his phone rang in the middle of dinner he felt horrible. dorian couldn't help but think that he would end up alone in the end. both woman were beautiful and amazing in their own ways. with steph it was like breathing and maybe it was because his parents forced him to be with her. with amara everything was scary, he didn't love her --yet. but he knew he was falling more and more for her. dorian and steph's relationship was filled with no hardship and no problems because his parents made sure it was smoothly for them. amara and him had problems and mistrials but that's what made him feel closer to her. she had met him as silas, the normal guy who works for a tax company in the heart of l.a. she loved him for him, not his title or his money. well, the loft pretty much gave away he was an elite of the city. he just didn't want her knowing everything about back at home. nor did he want to give her his real name incase she decided to google him. she'd see all the photos of him a steph together at different gala's and public events. he rather just try things with amara until he really knew if things were going to work out or not.
dorian had spent most of last night talking on the phone with his parents, he had stayed up to 3am trying to explain why he wasn't coming back home for a while. he had told them the american embassy wanted him to do a presentation in different states. he also mentioned a serious girlfriend named amara whom was a high fashion photographer. they weren't pleased with him going behind steph's back but they promised to keep it a secret. they weren't pleased amara was a photographer.. until he lied about how she shot for all the famous models in america... which wasn't true at all. he hated lying but he had gotten into the habit of lying all the time now. dorian started to feel more and more sad with the thought of all his lies. they ate him out at night and made it difficult for him to fall asleep. he just wished he was back to his normal single life sometimes but he'd miss it here in l.a. living with amara just seemed like his new normal.
he had been sleeping in all weekend and just hanging out with his wife. dorian really loved a lot of things about amara. sometime's in the middle of a conversation she would stray away and look quite sad. everytime he asked what was the matter she would shake him off. dorian wished he could find out what was bothering her but the truth was he was just a complete stranger to her. he just wanted amara to be happy and whatever was bothering her was probably something he could help her get through.
as dorian crossed over the groggy dream world to the real world, he heard a few pots and pans banging in the kitchen. the smell of amara's shampoo also washed into his room, it smelt like the perfect mix of strawberries and happiness. he didn't open his eyes yet and fell back asleep shortly after. he would wake up soon and make them a nice brunch. dorian didn't even hear amara enter but felt a few wet drops of water on his cheek from her hair. he smelt her scent deeply and he sighed in pure bliss. she spoke to him in a cheery and happy tone, dorian smiled at the sound of it. "i'm awake! i'm awake!" dorian said with his eyes closed. he smelled breakfast in his room and he opened his eyes to see amara sitting on his bed and she leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek but quickly darted away. "good morning hun, you really are the perfect wife any guy could ask for." dorian smiled over at her and realized he was just in boxers right now. he sat up now and leaned over and kissed her cheek, she turned bright red and he looked down at the heavenly breakfast she had prepared for them. "i'd love to have breakfast with you. just let me throw something on." dorian carefully brushed the blankets over and got up. he put on a plain graphic tee and a pair of sweats. dorian plopped back onto the bed, "you don't have to clean my room or even the loft for that matter.. i can hire someone to do that for us." dorian suggested. he didn't want his wife to break her back trying to clean and cook for him when he could just pay someone else to do so.
dorian reached over and grabbed a fork, he picked up a piece of bacon and popped it into his mouth. "wow this is amazing!" he said between a few bites. his table manners had dropped in america. "by the way, i love that dress, it looks oddly familiar though." dorian furrowed his brow and remembered it was the dress that was on his floor one day when they had went on a hasty wedding dress shopping trip that drunken night. |
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amara ace wayland
the filthy poor ,
PHOTOGRAPHER/TOURIST
"getting a job in L.A was only an excuse i made to my dad, whereas the truth is i wanted to get the hell away from my abusive step siblings."
played by amy
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Post by amara ace wayland on Feb 11, 2013 15:30:03 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] you're so hypnotizing, amara grew up in the company of her mother who owned a little bookstore where she would spend her time reading books. her mother would always tell her that finding sincere people wasn't easy. books were only true and forever. people died. nothing was permanent except for the books. life itself was too unfair. at that time she was too young to know why her mother would say things like but now she had realized the meaning of her words, as to what exactly all of it meant and she could relate to it. her mother died when amara was fifteen and her dad fell for another women who already had four kids. she had always wanted to have siblings but her step family was hardly ever nice to her. it was somewhat of a cinderella story how she got the worst as compared to them. she was always treated like a piece of trash, with no freedom or choices, on top of that she used to get both verbelly and physically abused by her siblings. her step brother would literally beat her up so she feared them and never told a word to her father who was far away, doing his duty as an army man. everyone had a limit of patience. As she had crossed hers, she had lied to her parents that she had gotten a job in L.A & had to leave. it was the biggest lie she had told but she was glad because she only liked home when her dad was around, otherwise it was hell on earth. she had her life planned once she was out of her house and in L.A. she got herself a job as a photographer but didn't earn enough. it was harder to adjust than she thought. as far as marriage was concerned, she had no comments on it. life was unpredictable, so were the people. these two were the main reasons, she didn't get herself attached to anyone but to books.
she smiled to his compliment and turned to the very shades of pink when he kissed her cheeks. this was new to her. so do you always sleep till this late on weekends? i go to churuch on sundays, don't you?she wasn't the very religious one around but went to churuch at least on sundays. he jumped out of bed in his shorts to pull on some clothes and her eyes followed. he had a good body, muscular and defined bases but amara quickly looked away, blushing again. she knew she had to get used to this but she needed time. she couldn't absorb all of this at once. hire a maid? what are you? a billionaire? although I'm quiet sure you're close to that but I'd like to do all the work on my own insteading slaving someone and giving away orders. Moreover, to have a normal shaped body, I need to do all of all of the household activities or I would gain ever more weight & be thrice the almighty weight than I am , already.'' she joked, chuckling. She wasn't figure conscious and wasn't thin at all. She was chubby and a healthy person but wanted to stop gaining more weight before her clothes wouldn't find her anymore. but if you must then feel free to do so, after all you're the boss & it's your loft. she couldn't just stop him from making any decision. it was his place and she didn't expect him to listen to her. See i told you I can make an amazing chef. '' she grinned. There was some food on the side of his lip so she leaned over and wiped it off with her hand from his face and took a bite from the plate and grabbed the juice glass. Taking quick gulps she looked down at her dress and remembered having it worn the night she met him at the bar but it was off her when she woke up next morning in a wedding white dress. alcohol did wonders. there was one that bothered her more than anything though, which was, did she happen to lose her v card to him? I've been wanting to ask you.. do you reckon that we had.. d-d-done it that night?
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dorian silas archer
the rich and famous ,
PRINCE OF DENMARK/TOURIST
"i'm apart of the royal family."
played by momo
smiling but we're close to tears ,
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Post by dorian silas archer on Feb 12, 2013 19:24:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] THIS IS MY OATH TO YOU The Words: 933 The Outfit: mentioned below The Notes ended up longer than i thought i'd be... dorian had grown up in denmark where everything was basically just handed to him. he hadn't had much time to discover things for himself. dorian liked having the title, the money, the cars, and not to mention the servants. he never had to lift a finger in the castle. at the same time, he wanted to have the simple american life. his title entitled him to many luxuries many people dreamed on having in america. he often felt guilty for lying to people he worked at a tax building. it was half true, he had gotten a job here and worked his fair share. most of his money still came from the endless bank account his parents supplied for him. they were ashamed of their prince-gone-bad but they weren't just going to let him go broke. they wanted him to come back more than anything, something about america just kept him anchored here. dorian wanted to bring amara back, just so she could be a princess for a day. technically, she was now a princess.. dorian wanted to badly to tell amara about his true identity.. he wasn't even sure if she'd want to stay with him afterwards. this was a pretty heavy lie and she didn't even know his real name. silas was a name he used often in foreign places so people would treat him normally. he didn't want people knowing he was dorian archer the prince of denmark.
dorian was religious but he hadn't been to a church in america yet, he was nervous honestly to go into one. one where you were a newcomer and people didn't know you yet. he felt like a church was a sacred place, no one would reject you obviously but dorian would feel awful in God's house knowing how much of a liar he was. maybe that's why he never actually went, he wanted to come clean before stepping foot in there. as he pulled back from kissing her cheek he realized he might have overstepped himself a bit. she turned a few different shades of pink and he turned away from embarrassment. "i'm not really sleeping in if this is the time i usually wake up everyday right?" dorian said, his natural wit already coming out. who knows maybe amara would end up hating his smart ass comments. "no i'm kidding, but yes, i do go to church sometime's. if you want to start going we can go to one together next week." dorian suggested, he hoped that she would forget by next week.
"i'm not a billionaire." dorian rolled his eyes, he really was but he wasn't going to admit it. "if you insist then you can clean up as much as you wish, at least let me help out. you really are the perfect wife, how did i end up so lucky?" dorian smiled cheekily. he had what most guys wanted, a beautiful girl, breakfast in bed, and not to mention she was really smart too. dorian was starting to really connect with her more and more on a intellectual level. "oh i'm boss now? i guess i'm going to be wearing the pants in the relationship." he winked at her, he obviously was joking. he wasn't very good at flirting, most girls took his flirting as awkward comments they chose to ignore. as dorian was going to answer her by saying she was an amazing cook she raised her hand and touched his face to remove a piece of food. he paused as she touched his scruff, he hadn't shaven et obviously so minor stubble was present. dorian felt time slow down and as she removed her hand it was like the moment sped up again.
dorian picked up of toast and popped it into his mouth, chewing it before watching amara take a big sip of her orange juice. she looked down at her dress after he said his comment and he watched her expression change to something completely different. "uh, it was your first time wasn't it because you were awful." dorian raised his eyebrow in question. he didn't remember much of that night but all he remembered was ripping off each other's clothes. he woke up in a daze and was still wearing his boxers, it was a good indication that they didn't do it. "just kidding, i'm sure we didn't do it. you were still wearing your bra and panties and i was in my boxers. we must've fallen asleep before that part happened..." dorian trailed off and took another bite of his toast. "why? are you disappointed we didn't or..?" dorian had no clue why she would bring something up like that, was she one of those people who never wanted to lose their virginity? because if that was the case dorian didn't know how long he'd last. he already had waited a year for steph and once they got married he would seal the deal, now he was all of a sudden married to amara and still no action. dorian was in one heck of a pickle.
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amara ace wayland
the filthy poor ,
PHOTOGRAPHER/TOURIST
"getting a job in L.A was only an excuse i made to my dad, whereas the truth is i wanted to get the hell away from my abusive step siblings."
played by amy
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Post by amara ace wayland on Feb 14, 2013 16:17:33 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] you're so hypnotizing,
she had leaned over to kiss his cheeks because it felt right but she quickly realized that it would only make things awkward so she stopped herself and sat back but he leaned over and kissed her cheeks. She turned red and looked away, a smile crossing her lips to show that she had approved his action though. I needed to tell you that I've been thinking of getting a job at the library as a librarian, because I love reading books and double jobs can earn me good money you know.. I got the offer for the morning shift. I had applied for this job when I new came here & they called the other night & informed me that I can join them from monday but I'd like to know what do you think about it? '' she liked being independent about all her decisions and never liked the interference of anyone into her life, which did create a lot of issues for her before because her step family wouldn't be pleased whenever they found out about her decision and threw tantrums that she didn't bother considering their thoughts. that happened very often in relationships. relatives always expected to be a part of every little decision one had to take and if they weren't involved, arguments would be thrown in, followed by disappointments and regrets. she had been facing all of this drama for several years from her past, where she never bothered to inform her step family in any of her decisions and they took revenge from her by giving her hell. she didn't wanted to start her relationship in the same manner. for once, she wanted a change in her life. he was her husband and as they had decided to try to make things work out, she didn't wanted to do anything he wouldn't approve of. now that we are married, it's like starting a completely new life so church is the best place to get all the best wishes and worship..Y-you do believe in God, right? Because mostly people these days are Aithests.
oh i'm sure hundred and ten percent sure that you're filthy rich, if you're not a billionaire then it must be your ancestors, i mean, look at your loft.. who can afford this? When I first entered this place, I was like..fuck, I've hit the jackpot. You're the rich jackpot.'' she teased, chuckling. she knew he was rich, very rich as compared to her. She blushed as he referred to her as perfect. oh stop it. I'm not perfect. but you can cook us dinner sometime because you said you like cooking? she grinned. she laughed as he asked her if he was the boss. well.. I'm wild so I don't really like much control or orders so sorry to break your heart, you can't just fully wear the pants in this relationship, not really going to work out with me she came up with a witty answer but then realized that she sounded perverted . I mean, you can't really boss around much on me she made her point clear. Chill ran through her spine and she shivered as he told her that it was her first time at sex because she was awful. her heart dropped. she didn't wanted to lose her v card just yet, at least not in a drunkard state. he laughed, claiming that he was only kidding and she sighed with relief. you scared the hell out of me. i'm just... she couldn't tell him that she was prude. the thought of sex scared her. that was going to sound awfully weird and he would wonder what was he married to? she didn't wanted him to have any regrets now that they were working so hard to make things work out and it was going well so far. so she decided to keep it as a secret. who knows when they intend to do it, she would actually overcome her fear and give in although it was going to be hard for her. Not at all. I'm glad we didn't.. it's true I'm a virgin & just like any other fairy tale, i'd want my first time to be special..w-w-with my husband she lied. she didn't know if she really wanted that nor did she have any thoughts of making it special. it was a cooked up story to make everything look normal. she had flaws, several of them but she didn't wanted him to see all of them all at once.
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dorian silas archer
the rich and famous ,
PRINCE OF DENMARK/TOURIST
"i'm apart of the royal family."
played by momo
smiling but we're close to tears ,
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Post by dorian silas archer on Feb 18, 2013 19:13:02 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] THIS IS MY OATH TO YOU The Words: 796 The Outfit: mentioned below The Notes aw they're adorable. dorian watched as her cheeks turned red from his simple kisses on her cheek. he had kissed her on the lips before obviously. both just were not sober, when they were sober they were complete strangers. dorian wondered if he hadn't been drunk out of his mind that night would he still go after a girl like amara? she was barely making it in los angeles, she liked reading and photography. her life seemed so simple --yet so complicated. it seemed like she held something back from dorian, he had no right to be asking her why she seemed so sad someday's. he didn't acquire that right yet. he hoped one day he would though, amara was really kind and very open to trying this marriage out. "librarian? i would've never guessed you were into books after i moved about ten boxes full of them into my loft." dorian's sarcasm coming out slightly. steph hated his sarcasm, maybe amara would take it better than her? "i think it's very fitting amara, you should take it. i work the day shifts at the taxes office." dorian shrugged, they both would be working. he was living the "american dream" it seemed.
dorian chuckled softly, "of course i do amara, i'd love to go to church with you next week. i just wasn't sure if you wanted to go this week since it was a tiring couple of days getting you settled here." he smiled, he really wanted to make her happy. when she smiled, dorian found himself feeling warm inside and he wanted to make her smile again just to see her eyes light up again. dorian shyed away, he really didn't want amara knowing how much money he really had. the loft was a clear indication but he could easily lie that it was his grandfather's prior. "i am a billionaire amara.." dorian whispered, "i'm actually the founder of the l.a. mob, i'm l.a.'s most wanted man." dorian chuckled softly, his sense of humor was quite dark and twisted. "no i'm kidding really, my family owns an oil rig so i guess i am rich in a sense. but, you did find a catch of a husband. all the ladies were crying at our wedding." he joked. he was starting to think his whole life was a lie, it was second nature to lie. he was getting good at him which was really scary.
"okay, i'll cook a candlelight dinner for the two of us tonight then. something romantic and mushy gushy for my wife." the word 'wife' still sounded foreign in his mouth. he wasn't sure if he was proud to say it or still embarrassed. it was a mixture of both. "that's okay, i like a girl with a little bite." dorian chomped his teeth together and they made a light clank noise. he liked feisty girls, they were a lot more exciting than girls who just did everything their guy said for them to do. "fine, i guess we can share the pants in the relationship." dorian laughed. he never formally asked amara out when he was sober. he was feeling a little guilty, he asked her to be his wife and they were in a relationship by default since they were married. his eyes fell to the blankets and his smile faded away. "amara, i'm really sorry you're stuck in this situation." he said looking up at her for a second before dropping his gaze.
dorian quickly perked up at the reaction that amara gave him. her face transformed and it was truly priceless. he was now laughing so hard his side hurt, "oh.. my.. that was priceless!" dorian said between laughter. he watched her face transform into something completely different. he didn't know what this emotion could be, he just wanted amara to be happy again. "hey.." dorian scooted over and sat up, he put one of his hands on his cheek. "it's okay amara, you don't have to give that up for me. when it happens, it will happen and i hope it's with someone you love." dorian said softly, smiling he let his hand drop and he looked down at the breakfast below them. he picked up his orange juice and sipped it, "amara, what's your favourite colour?" dorian asked trying to change the subject. he reached over and grabbed a piece of bacon and chomped on it. "oh, what's your favourite band? i want to know everything." dorian smiled, he wanted to get to know amara. so far he liked what he was hearing from her.
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amara ace wayland
the filthy poor ,
PHOTOGRAPHER/TOURIST
"getting a job in L.A was only an excuse i made to my dad, whereas the truth is i wanted to get the hell away from my abusive step siblings."
played by amy
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Post by amara ace wayland on Feb 23, 2013 11:12:05 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/w6MZf.png);] you're so hypnotizing,
it was so true. her life was so simple yet so complicated. she engaged herself into activities that people had termed to be ''boring'' or for the ''geeks''. she was known to be both, boring and a geekish. Not that she always topped her classes back in high school or college but did have straight A's in her favorite subjects such as photography, media studies, english literature and history. she was as witty as him, with that bond being shared between the two, it was always an interesting conversation both of them had whenever they spoke. they would start off with a silly comment and jump onto several other topics and never stopped. amara didn't know if she was good at anything at all but she knew, conversations were her plus points. as dorian attacked her with sarcasm she laughed. she found him hilarious. ten boxes? four you mean, got a little bit of exaggeration there.. she corrected him. two of those boxes are my history and literature books since childhood, my best friends. i couldn't just leave them behind when they were with me in my hardest times.. deep, sad but true. that sounds like a great job, do the rich people try to bribe you so you don't impose extra heavy taxes on them & get them in any trouble? i think I'll take the job, I can really use the money the job can earn me.
that's okay, we can totally go next week, by the way, thanks for helping me settle down in here. I don't know where I'd be today if you didn't give a place to crash. she smiled, appreciating his helping hand. amara wasn't blind. she believed what she saw. the grand size of his loft, the excellent furniture, lavishly cooked food, expensive paintings hung around the walls of his loft and his gentle nature gave away the impression that he belonged to a very rich family, not less than a billionaire. as he said that, she believed him. I know that she whispered that quickly. most wanted by the ladies, i'm sure she winked. he was rich, good looking, good nature & sense of humour, definitely a magnet that would attract women, loads of them. the truth came out later that his family owned oil rig, so that's where the wealth came from. well that's a relief, at least my husband isn't dealing with drugs to earn those millions of dollars. she teased. oh and do you remember the the group of those women who wanted to be in my position, to have their hands on you but I got you first, remember those killing looks they were throwing at me? bet those were warnings. they must be plotting my murder. you must keep me safe, oh i'm so scared' she joked further, continuing with the joke he started. she was ony dragging it further with her sense of humor and wit.
sounds like a great idea, i can definitely help you with everything. she grinned. she was excited about the dinner, as far as romance was concered, she wasn't sure. how would you make it mushy gushy? she wondered. watching a romantic movie was a good idea but she didn't suggest it. amara took another bite of the bread and becon quickly, the crunch sounds being made in her mouth. well then we are going to get along really well because i'm flexible to anything as long as i'm independent in my decisions. but you can surely tell me what to cook and wear, dear husband. she teased, winking at him. sharing the pants?ooh, sounds kinky she chuckled, absolutely kidding. he started to apologize and the smile faded off her face. they already had this discussion that if he wanted, he could divorce her and she would easily forget it and move on like it never happened. not that she was cold and stone hearted, she just knew how to get over things and pretend that it didn't bother her. on the inside of her, there was a war breaking out, always telling her to either jump off a bridge or cut herself, suicide was always an option she could turn to in the toughest times. she reached for his hands and held them, squeezing them gently. you don't have to apologize. i'm not stuck, it was a choice, a decision we both took, if not intentionally but we did take the decision of making things work out in our senses, you know.. and i'm willing to make every effort to make it work out, as long as you are happy. she smiled. for once she knew she was being very honest, with someone except her dad. when her mother passed away and dad remarried, she stopped trusting. she stopped trusting life itself as it was always unfair on her. her step family gave her the typical cinderella life, with them being bossy and ruling over her and her being abused by them and hating them with passion. to please them, she developed a fake mask of happiness, to show them she was pleased with every word and every action of theirs. she didn't wanted them to see her hurt or weak. there were times she would accept every word they said, while sometimes she was rebellious enough to fight for her right and get physically abused in return. she was, never, even for a day honest to anyone all over those years. come to think of it, she stopped being honest to even her dad by hiding things from him. somehow, she managed to be bold and honest with silas, who was a complete stranger but marriage had tied them to each other.
He had knocked her out of her senses, giving her the biggest shock. her facial expression showed it. as he laughed, announcing that it was a joke she narrowed her eyes and glared at him. it wasn't funny. the way he laugh, changed her expressions once more, melting her heart and she smiled and gently started hitting her hands onto his arms in annoyance. that-w-wasn't funny, t-that was mean! you nearly gave m-me a heart attack! '' she was only playfully hitting her hands onto his arm. mean hubby. she pouted her lips, picking up a bread piece and tossing it at him. she explained that like every other girl, she wanted to have her first time special with someone she loved, someone who truly deserved it and her. she nodded as he told she didn't needed to lose it to anyone she didn't love. by law he was her husband, he had the right on her but she didn't wanted to think about all of that just yet, that would only create too much of awkwardness. I like red, blue and purple a lot. yours? oh i like one republic, the fray and i think adele and ed sheeran should make a band, because they are my top favorite and imagine, ed and adele in a band, it'd be a legend. she grinned. yours? i bet you listen to the 80's a lot. that's what boring people are known for. she teased and stuck out her tongue, calling him boring. everything? well, how about we play truth and dare and get to know each other better by asking random questions? she suggested and stood up. she picked the tray and placed it aside. she walked into the kitchen, grabbed a small bottle and returned back. she set two big pillows to lean against/or sit on the floor covered with warm carpet and sat down. come'n! sit down and let's play this game she motioned him with her head and set the bottle in the lying position on the floor. you know the rules, simple they are. the mouth points at you, i ask you to pick truth or dare and then accordinglyask you a question or give you a daring task and you have to fulfill it, no matter what, and vice versa. she explained quickly. he had settled on the opposite side of hers. she tossed the bottle and it stopped at her, giving him the right to question him. i choose dare, lemme warn you i'm a tough cookie she grinned. this was going to be fun.
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Post by dorian silas archer on Feb 23, 2013 17:50:02 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] THIS IS MY OATH TO YOU The Words: 796 The Outfit: mentioned below The Notes aw they're adorable. if amara only knew how many books he had in his library had back at home. silas had never mentioned that to her yet.. he didn't want to bombard her with the fact she was basically a princess now. she didn't even know silas' real name let alone know about his kingdom back at home. "okay okay, four boxes." silas said holding up two hands in surrender. "you can keep as many books as you want amara, i have tons of space in here. all my book collection is at my parents place so it's nice to have some good reads around the house." silas laughed lightly as amara asked if rich people tempted him. obviously not, he would be fired by then but silas would play along. "oh yes, all the big rich guns in town come to be for their tax returns." silas said in a grand voice, "i think you'd have fun with that job, it seems very fitting. plus, it's only down the street from my building so we could have lunch together somedays." silas said smiling warmly.
the least silas could do was offer amara a place to crash, her room mates sounded terrible anyways. he rather her live under the same roof with him and be safe. his sister was always out and she hadn't been home in weeks. normally silas would get worried but he figured that she either flew back home or she was out with her new american boyfriend. "okay next week it is and don't worry about it.. i have enough room for you and all your books." silas said looking down at the bed then back up to her. he watched her smile and he felt butterflies dance in the pit of his stomach. he had never felt this way towards steph before, he felt butterflies but not to this extent. he chuckled softly as she whispered to him, "and i'm sure all the boys were crying themselves to sleep when they found out i was married to such a beauty." silas whispered back. amara was the typical american beauty, brunette, smart, and not to mention a good wife. he had gotten it all --that is except for the sex.
silas started to laugh really hard, he couldn't believe amara thought he was a drug lord or some sorts. she was probably kidding but she had an amazing sense of humor that matched his. steph always found him too dark but amara just laughed along and came up with something to counter him. "y-yes, i remember them. but you missed all those guys hearts breaking when i snagged you up. they were jealous when we walked out of the bar that night. i may have been drunk out of my mind but i remember there faces! priceless." silas said between laughs, he then imitated one of the guys faces. he quickly retracted back to his regular smile though, he didn't want amara getting freaked out by his funny faces.
"do you like pasta? i think i might make it tonight. oh wait, do you have any allergies?" silas asked, it was best for him to know since they were going to be cooking for each other. he didn't want to kill his new wife. "we could watch a movie afterwards? we can just order one off of the tv, they've got tons of them." silas said shrugging. he knew girls like sappy movies and secretly inside he did too. silas watched as she picked up a piece of food and chomped on it quickly. even eating with her hands amara had such a grace about her. "i think this marriage will be as splendid as all those movies make them out to be." silas said smiling, he did get along with amara. he barely knew her but just the way they talked he knew they would become good friends. "so you have a dirty mind too i see?" silas said lightly.
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silas was still laughing over the fact that amara's face was pure shock. "i am going to be the best and only husband you'll ever have." silas said teasing, he was being serious but playful at the same time.
as silas listened to amara speak she quickly got up and fetched something from the kitchen, taking the breakfast tray with her. her favourite colours and her music taste was really good. he liked classical music most of the time but he appreciated the artists she liked. they were on his iPhone too. "pretty much the same music taste as you but classical is my favourite. my favourite colour is red though, i like red and teal." he said calling out to her whilst she was in the kitchen.
she came back with a bottle and started explaining the game, he had played this once before at a party with his friends when they were kids. he nodded and watched as she spun the bottle. "ooo, dare devil i see? i love this game." silas said as the bottle kept spinning. he then listened as she said 'dare'. an evil smirked went on his face, "hm.. i dare you to... kiss me, we haven't kissed since the marriage night." silas said teasing her. he got up and held up one finger, "hang on a second." dorian said getting up and running to the kitchen. he grabbed a bottle of liquor he kept in the cabinet, " i know it's early but this game is always a little more fun when we're a little tipsy." silas said holding up the bottle and two glasses, "or are you too... chicken to kiss me and drink at 1pm in the afternoon?" dorian teased her and sat back down pouring himself a glass. "i've been told not only by you that night that i'm a good kisser but i'm only the best." dorian said taking a giant gulp of the drink. dorian reached for the bottle in the middle and spun it, "i also pick dare, but you can only dare me once you finish your dare!" dorian said taking another gulp of the clear liquid, it stung going down his throat.
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Post by amara ace wayland on Feb 24, 2013 14:45:58 GMT -5
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Amara laughed as he surrendered. You can't win from me she grinned. books collection? You read as well? Wow, yet another similarity. What kind of genre do you read? And your favorite book? amara could talk the whole day about books and genre. She enjoyed reading more than writing. Not that she didn't have a creative mind, her imagination was perfect but she found herself to be too indecisive to decide how to end a story. she was a complicated person hence she could never decide what kind of characters to make, it'd get very confusing. at the same time, she knew that mostly writers wrote stories or characters based off themselves giving away the impression about what their life was like. she didn't like that. she wanted privacy and enjoyed being secretive. she was never the attention seeker unless it was something concerned to her good grades back in highschool or college. Nicholas spark is my favorite. I like all of his books especially a walk to remember. Everytime I read it, it got me into tears. the movie was good, too. it was good to see that silas was giving her a good amount of freedom to do whatever she wished. sounds like fun. sometimes we can even have walks on the beach when it's sunny.
you said you had a sister, where is she? she questioned looking around. I haven't seen her around. Ever since you told me that she's a blondie, I've been so desperate to meet her. I mean, I can't wait to see how she looks, just like you like siblings do or completely different... you see I have never had a sibling except for my step siblings but they were all bitches... My step sisters are ugly looking, can you ever imagine anyone to be as pretty as me? she joked, chuckling. just kidding, they are gorgeous but way too skinny. They are always dieting to remain thin, whereas I eat like a pig, I honestly don't care how big my ass gets, as long as my clothes fit me. Moreover, I like food so I eat it.. she knew she was only blabbering nonsence but that was her nature. once you get started, she wouldn't stop, even if it was a stupid thing to say. basically she was only trying to convey that she loved food so much and ate without the worry of getting fat. she laughed out loudly when he commented that boys cried themselves to sleep. Oh I'm sure they did. just like those girls that were jumping off the bridge when they heard our wedding news.
they were both creative and witty, blessed with such a great sense of humour. she was absolutely loving it. she couldn't remember when exactly had she laughed so hard in her life. silas made her laugh so much, it was like magic. oh dear. you're hilarious! she laughed so hard. as he made the funny facial expression, she lost her balance, laughing her ass off and fell off the bed to the ground. there was silence for few minutes and she quickly sat up, cracking again and laughing out loudly. even her stomach was starting to hurt now. she got up and sat next to him, still laughing and breathing loudly in between. her hands reached for his cheeks and she pulled them, softly. aww, you're so cute! Be my teddy bear if I had any. he was so adorable, his laugh, his jokes, his wit, his expression, it was all perfection.
I love pasta. While you cook that, I can bake us some cookies or chocolate cake, anything you'd like? she asked. not that I know of... oh wait, in food, it's fish that i can't digest, at all or seafood. I start throwing up all the time then.. she pouted her lips. Don't slip this news to all those crazy ladies who wanted to marry you, cause who knows they might get me sick or even dead by burrying me in seafood. she joked, obviously a lame attempt. yourself? she asked, just in case he had any too so might just avoid cooking it. we can watch your favorite movie. she nodded. oh i'm sure we will nail this marriage better than that potrayed in the proposal and what happened in las vegas. she winked. she was going to try her level best and make every effort to make things work out. she laughed when he said that she had a dirty mind too. only sometimes.. mostly i act to be as innocent as a nun she grinned, joking. as long as you give good hugs and cook delicious dinner, we will be together forever. she winked. he asked her to tell him everything about her so she thought of the truth and dare game and ran to fetch an empty bottle. he called out telling her about his favorite color which was the same as hers and classical being his favorite music. like i said, boring taste in music. she shook her head, walkin' back into the room. but i love red too! yet another similarity! she smiled.
she quickly explained the rules of the game and he told her that he loved the game. she chose dare at her turn and noticed an evil look on his face. she was taken aback for a minute as he dared her to kiss him. he got up and left, returning back with an alcohol bottle. she wasn't a fan of drinking. she drank very rarely, so her stamina to withstand a shot or two was weak, the result was infront of your eyes. being married to a stranger over a drunk encounter. she wasn't a wild person but took challenges when needed. taking an advantage of the game, now aren't you very clever mister silas? she pointed out and leaned over. neve-r-a-c-c-h-ic-ken. she said pulling him closer from his shirt sensually. an idea popped into her head. it was as clever as he was acting. he dared her to kiss him, although it was obvious that he wanted a liplock but she could cleverly pretend that he didn't specify a place so she could kiss him anywhere but not on the lips. with an evil look, she leaned closer, her cheek touching his, her nose next to her and her lips inches away from his. she blew hot breathe onto his lips, closing her eyes to tease him and brushing her lips for a second onto his and streching over to the side planting soft kisses on his cheeks, both sides of them before pulling away. you said to kiss you, didn't specify though so there you go kisses on the cheeks. she stuck out her tongue. two can play the 'whose clever' game. she winked. she knew that was utterly evil of her to tease him like that but she was only being playful. he chose dare too. i dare you to do the bravest thing, you have ever done, for a girl. that can surprise me. she couldn't wait to see his reaction. she was already loving the game. she reached for the alcohol bottle and took a sip from it. the liqour washed down her throat, with a burning sensation.
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Post by dorian silas archer on Feb 28, 2013 18:06:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] THIS IS MY OATH TO YOU The Words: alot. The Outfit: mentioned below The Notes akdssdakd you asked for it! dorian did love reading, he spent most of his days in the library with a good book. "i really love horror stories or maybe a bit of mystery.. a good romance novel with i'm in the mood." dorian shrugged, he liked a bit of everything actually. "oh my favourite book? 50 shades of grey of course!" dorian said before cracking out laughing, he was actually kidding of course. "my favourite book is probably anything by stephen king." dorian said his voice a little more serious. as dorian thought more about his favourite novels, he had quite a few actually. he really just said stephen king out of impulse because he really didn't have a favourite book, just a lot of authors he loved. "nicholas sparks is good, i've read the notebook and let's be honest.. i cried." dorian admitted, his head bowing down.. his manhood just disappeared infront of his eyes. by admitting that, he was no longer a tough guy, he was a guy with real emotions. "i'd like that." dorian smiled, he did like the idea of the two of them walking hand in hand down the beach.
"yeah.. a sister." dorian rolled his eyes, he really didn't like the subject of family.. it was hard for him to lie as is. "she's at her boyfriends most nights so she's never around." dorian gave her a smile, that part was true. his sister was gone.. probably out partying. "yeah i don't think anyone could compete with your beauty amara." dorian said softly, blushing slightly but hiding it by looking away. "i do love a big ass, and a girl who isn't afraid to eat her share." dorian winked, he hadn't had sex in over two years since steph was waiting till marriage. now that he was married, he expected marriage to be free sex whenever you wanted.. well, his situation was special. he hadn't known amara for too long so he didn't expect her to sleep with him. he was sexually deprived but he couldn't complain, he was amused with amara's many interests and that was enough for his dirty thoughts to keep a safe distance away. he couldn't help but remember the blurry image of her in her underwear the night of the marriage. he smirked to himself but quickly pushed the thought away, he must stay the polite.
dorian was laughing and smiling so much his face was starting to hurt. he and steph shared a few good laughs here and there but honestly he hadn't found someone as funny as amara. he did love a girl with a good sense of humor. she laughed immediately at his funny face and she fell onto the bedroom floor. dorian burst out laughing then and there, he calmed himself to help her back up. she got up and sat next to him, still laughing over the fall and his silly face. dorian couldn't help but chuckle at her fall. he would have to watch her to make sure she didn't fall again. she leaned in and pinched his cheeks, calling him a teddy bear. "i'll be your teddy bear." dorian said, his lips squeezing together as he spoke, amara held them so it his words came out muffled. when she released her grip, dorian rubbed his cheeks lightly. "wow you have amazing grip." dorian laughed lightly, it didn't hurt too bad.
"i do love desert, so anything you make will be perfect." dorian said leaning in and kissing her cheek. he needed to adjust to her being his wife and if this relationship wanted to work.. he needed to show her he some affection, otherwise both of them might be friendzoned. "okay, i'll make sure never to cook fish, i never liked it anyways." dorian made a grossed out face, he never liked the texture of it. "oh i'll be sure to call every single of them to make sure they know your weakness." dorian said laughing. "i'm not allergic to anything." he was blessed to be able to eat all foods and not get sick. as they moved on to talking to movies dorian watched as her face lit up. "i think i've only seen 'what happens in vegas'." dorian said his face a little puzzled by the other title, some movies didn't get to denmark till much later.. or they had different names to them. he would have to google it later to make sure he's seen it. "oh i think i have the dirtier mind out of us two." dorian chuckled softly, "i do give pretty good hugs though, if do say so myself." dorian said leaning over and hugging amara, he kissed the side of her head. her hair smelled so nice.
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as amara and him started to play the game, he wondered how far he could push her comfort zone. amara seemed to hide beneath layers of walls, he wanted to know what the real amara was like. the only way to do so was to break them down one by one. the first step was to see how far she would go in this game. if she was a risk taker like he was then maybe she wasn't as walled as he thought. dorian also knew she wasn't found of drinking so it would be another way to break her out of her shell. "well, if you're going to be a nun then i guess you're not meant to play this game by my rules." dorian said teasing her, taking another sip of his drink. he was starting to feel a bit of a buzz in his blood. she pulled him close by his shirt, dorian bit his lip in anticipation. he had never been this close with amara while still some-what sober. his heart was racing and he felt himself leaning in towards her. then she pecked him on the cheek. dorian sighed and rolled his eyes, she really was chicken and a smarty pants. she had found a loop hole in his dare. she was a tease, he really thought he was going to get a kiss from her. dorian looked at her before retracting his gaze. he actually wanted to kiss her, he bit his lip down to keep himself from swearing outloud. "fine, your loss miss archer." dorian said teasing her by calling her by his last name. he chuckled softly at her sticking her tongue out.
dorian got dared to do the bravest thing he had ever done. he started laughing really hard, amara didn't know what she was getting herself into.. dorian had done some pretty crazy things with other girls. he stopped laughing after a couple of seconds, "you just asked for hell." dorian said, he watched as she took a small swig of the bottle. he lifted his cup and downed the last of the liquid. it burned going down but he wasn't even buzzed yet.. he wished he was because what he was about to do was crazy. "come with me." dorian said getting up and taking her hand, helping her up and he pushed a chair in the middle of the room. "have a seat and enjoy." dorian said leaning in and whispering it in her ear seductively. she would have never seen this side of him before. he walked over to his ipod dock and started to play an upbeat song. he started to dance to the beat and move around the chair where amara sat. he then turned to face her and he took off his shirt slowly and tossed it at her. "you asked for it.. you get it, no turning back.. unless you're too chicken for all of this!" dorian said pointing to his toned body. he then proceeded to unzip his belt and pants and he removed them with ease.. leaving them on the floor. he was now only in his boxers and he walked behind the chair, "is this enough for you?" dorian said whispering into her ear.
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Post by amara ace wayland on Mar 6, 2013 18:17:12 GMT -5
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hey, I like fifty shades of grey, the third book & that's the only book I have read. They get married and it's filled with mystery and action. apart from all the sex scenes, I enjoyed the book, especially to see how much they loved each other, honestly apart from the sex scenes, they had a really good chemistry. Christian grey is one whipped husband. she had read the book few months ago and had been wanting to talk her views over it. she hardly found anyone willing to talk to her about fifty shades for it was a 'disgusting book' thanks to the sex details yet people had read it so much that a few months ago it was on the top list of best seller . oh he's a great writer. you cried? aww, that's so cute! don't worry, next time we watch any of the nicholas spark book turned into a movie, you have my shoulder to cry on, in fact we can cry together and cuddle and order pizza. she grinned. so it's set, we shall have some romantic walks on the beach sometime. she smiled. Oh i see.. but I can't wait to meet your family, not that they are very interesting or seem nice but the curiosity is getting me. as a wife, she had to settle down on good terms with his family members and she was going to try her level best. she turned red as he complimented her and covered her face with her hands. oh stop it you're making me blush silas! she was always told that she was fat and amara was actually starting to believe that she had a big ass but never got on a diet. she rather work out than diet. food , one thing amara couldn't keep away from. well, then congratulations you've found the perfect match for yourself. I've got the perfect ass, trust me you're gonna love it. she teased, patting the side of her thigh, only kidding and chuckling. she wasn't sure how she felt about sex but wasn't ready for it just yet. she didn't wanted it to be forced upon her, that'd be equal to a rape but not really rape because they were married by law and he had every right on her but she wanted to actually feel the need for it. she needed some time. but on serious note, you have every right on me by law and I don't know if I want to lose my virginity to anyone else.. I'm married to you, it has to be you unless you get fed up of me and divorce me but I'd like to wait until the day we both come home ready to break the bed' she was trying to open up to him , and have a husband and wife talk. 'breaking the bed' was said in the sense that when they were fully comfortable and wanting to have it badly.
his funny faces were killing her with laughter. her stomach was hurting and eyes tearing, also she managed to throw herself onto the floor and get up laughing than ever. he laughed with her. she pulled his cheeks and he teased her about hr grip. aww, was it too hard? sorry, i'll be gentle next time she said, leaning over and kissing both the sides of his cheeks. better now? she grinned. he told her that he would love anything as dessert and she thought of chocolate cookies. he kissed her cheeks back and she smiled. she was actually liking the amount of attention and affection she was getting all of a sudden. it made her feel wanted, a feeling she had been craving for a while now. he made a grossed out face and she laughed. oh god, stop with the faces, you're killing me! she laughed, her eyes teary. she faked a gasp as he told her that he would be calling her enemies everyday to tell them about her weaknesses. way to get your wifey killed. must you do that and if i die, i shall have a letter written in which i will clearly declare that if i die, my husband is behind it. she replied, her wits sparkling. it's a great movie and ashton kutcher is so hot. she grinned. i'm sure you do, you see i'm the nun and the most angelic out of the two of us she said, innocently battling her eyes with an innocent look on her face and then breaking into laughter. he kissed her forehead and pulled her into a hug. she hugged him back, tightly. i already love your hugs.
she was up for his challenge. it was her favorite game, that involved alcohol, how could she say no? challenge accepted she winked and quickly took a sip. she pulled him over seductively and leaned over, inches away from his lips. her lips might have even touched his but not for long and she moved away, placing kisses on both of his cheeks. another act done out of her wit. she pulled away and stuck her tongue out, teasing playfully that he hadn't specfied so it was her wish where she kissed. oh don't cry baby, we shall kiss.. soon she assured, winking at him. i do want you to show me your kissing skill, bet they are better than mine.. she grinned. she wanted to kiss him too but her wit never allowed her to get to what she wanted easily. she dared him to do the bravest thing and took a sip from her glass. hell? what, am i in trouble? she asked. what was he going to do? she got up and made her way towards the chair. he put on good music and tapped her feet to it. he whispered in her ears seductively and she felt a shiver run down her spine. it felt hot. he took off his shirt and tossed it at her, covering her face and she quickly took it off her face and turned her attention quickly at him as he reached for his belt and pulled down his pants. if she wasn't tipsy, she would be covering her eyes to stop from seeing what she was looking at the moment. his sexy, clean shaved chest,hot body. her eyes fixed onto his body and she bit her lips nervously. he came closer and whispered again into her ears, his hot breathe were seductive and somewhat turning her on. she gulped and closed her eyes. so hot. what were you before turning into a billionaire, a stripper? she teased. she got up and reached for the bottle, taking another sip. let's continue. she tossed the bottle and it pointed at her. I choose dare. again she smirked sitting down properly. go wild with the dare she winked. by the way, you're so hot, did i mention that?
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Post by dorian silas archer on Mar 19, 2013 18:49:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] THIS IS MY OATH TO YOU The Words: alot. The Outfit: mentioned below The Notes akdssdakd you asked for it! "i've probably read half a page of it.. i stopped because the mommy-porn was way too much. why read the book when you already have a whipped husband ready to reenact any of those mommy-porn scenes?" silas said sarcastically, he obviously wasn't a whipped husband --yet. silas didn't understand fifty shades of grey, why didn't girls just find guys to do that to them instead of reading about it? there were more than enough guys out there who liked to please women. these books were just filth and silas just didn't understand them. "wow you're going to be the best wife ever then. you described my perfect date night, staying in is always better than going out." silas smiled looking into her eyes. sure, silas loved the spotlight but it got tiring after a while. "sounds beautiful love." he leaned over and kissed her cheek gently.
at the mention of his family, he got stiff. he really didn't want to have them meet just yet. he hadn't even revealed to steph that he already had a new blushing bride that wasn't her. "soon enough amara, i think my sister is coming home to pick up some clothes later this week.. so maybe you'll see her." silas felt bad that the only family he had to represent him was her.. she was a firecracker and she could reveal all his secrets or play along nicely. he guessed it was the first option though, tyra wasn't the one to play nice with the other little kids. when amara blushed he chuckled softly, she had no reason not to be confident. she was so beautiful that it hurt. silas loved confident women and if amara found her confidence she'd be his dream girl. maybe she was a confident woman herself but he had just started to get to know her. he was already wanting to find out more and more about her.
"oh trust me, it was one of the many things on the list of reasons why i married you." silas joked, he did love amara's butt.. he had only seen it maybe a handful of times and only with sneaky glances throughout the apartment. silas wouldn't force sex on amara until she was ready, that was the last thing he wanted to do to her. he wanted her to lose her virginity to someone who actually loved her as much as she loved them. whether that would be silas or with another guy, he wouldn't mind. just as long as she was happy with her decision. "and break the bed we will." silas laughed, he had a dirty and sarcastic sense of humor and unless amara got him, this marriage would never work. "i'm kidding, let's wait until we're both in the same mindset about this marriage." silas said a little more seriously.
amara's laugh was to die for, he loved the sound of it. he was glad she was laughing at his jokes, either because he was funny or she was being a good sport. "you have the strength of my great grandmother when she pinches my cheeks." silas said rubbing his cheeks lightly. after he let his hand fall, amara kissed both of them and the pain suddenly disappeared. "i feel much better actually." silas perked up right away, smiling widely like a little kid on christmas morning.
he made more funny faces and amara burst out laughing even harder, he laughed with her.. his silliness really was a hit with her. most people thought silas was just immature. he made a fake girly gasp, "oh goodness, not a fake letter!" silas said with a shocked face, it quickly disappeared and was replaced with laughter. "then i won't kill you, it's not worth having a nasty letter written about me." silas said still laughing slightly. as they started talking about movies, silas hadn't seen many american movies. the one that amara mentioned he would have to tack onto the list of many he would have to catch up on for the american culture to understand him. "am i not as hot as ashton kutcher? i'm hurt." silas' voice dropping into a fake hurt voice. "you're a nun." silas said with a straight face, she really was one. she hadn't had sex and she was what.. already in her early twenties? silas was shocked. "i love your hugs as well." he said softly before pulling her in closer.
silas was totally down to drink in the afternoon, he was a man who was slowly pushing himself towards a steady life. he had a full time job, a wife, and the money. what was next? a baby? he was losing his boyhood so any chance he got to drink this early was good enough for him. plus drinking games with your hot new wife sounded like an excellent idea. "oh you're such a tease." silas said groaning slightly, he was inches away from actually kissing her but she had pulled away too quickly. silas wasn't mad, he was more frustrated. "the best kiss of your life shall be with me." silas said confidently, he really was itching to kiss her. as he led her towards the chair to seat her down she asked if she was in trouble. "oh yes amara, you naughty girl." silas said as she sat down, "you need to be punished." he said laughing seductively.
he started to strip for her, he watched her facial expression change. silas wasn't going to stop until she said so. as her expression changed from shocked to excitement he knew she was enjoying it. he walked over and whispered in her ear again, he saw out of the corner of his eye she closed her eyes. "a stripper before i was a billionaire? no of course not! i was a stripper who became a billionaire through stripping." silas said laughing seductively before pulling away from her ear. amara got up and took the bottle again, taking a sip. silas walking over and took it from her and sipped from it as well. he felt the buzz hitting his head, he loved this feeling. "a wild dare? why not!" silas said putting his finger to his chin and contemplating what dare to give amara. his thoughts were interrupted by amara saying he was hot, silas blushed, "thanks, i think you're pretty damn smoking yourself." silas said with a wink. he went back to thinking of a dare. "i dare you to kiss me on the lips this time, show me those amazing kissing skills and i'll show you mine. if not, maybe i could teach you a little something." silas smiled slyly, he was finally going to get his kiss. he took another sip of the bottle before handing it to amara, "need some confidence juice before kissing this hot stud?" silas motioned to his half naked body, he hadn't put back on his clothes yet.
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