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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2009 18:53:28 GMT
"Well, I do not like this conversation," Jack rolled his eyes. "I feel like I'm being verbally attacked,"
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Post by Hannah on Aug 6, 2009 18:54:30 GMT
"Well, boo-hoo." Ana grumbled. "Maybe I should have physically attacked you instead of verbally. Pussy." She mocked
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2009 18:56:57 GMT
Jack grabbed her by the arm and spun her around, pushed her up against the outer wall of the tavern, and pressed his lips hard against hers. It was one way to shut her up ... for a few seconds at least.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 6, 2009 18:59:23 GMT
Ana's heart skipped a beat when he did so and she totally forgot their former argument. Her lips moved slowly against his and her eyes closed momentarily. However, after a few moments she pulled away and looked at Jack with big eyes. "Trying to avoid the talking?" She asked.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2009 19:01:49 GMT
Jack leaned closer, close enough so his mustache brushed her lips when he spoke, "Talking's only the my second best talent," He smirked a little, kissing her again.
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Post by Hannah on Aug 6, 2009 19:05:07 GMT
A shiver ran down her spine when he did so and her thoughts were racing. She was sure that this was not a good idea, seeing their previous argument would not be solved by doing this. However, while thinking, her body was reacting to his touch. Her lips moved against his willingly when he kissed her, and her hands moved to his chest.
However, after a minute or so she broke the kiss. "This.." She was not entirely sure what she wanted to say and was searching for words to say that this just wasn't right because she did not want to be his whore.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2009 19:07:57 GMT
Jack's eyes flickered up to hers when she spoke. He knew what she was thinking. He knew exactly what she was thinking, he didn't need her to say another word. "You would never be a whore to me, Ana,"
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Post by Hannah on Aug 6, 2009 19:09:35 GMT
Ana shook her head and swallowed "How could I be sure?" She asked and bit her lip, stepping away from him a tiny bit. Then she moved some more and sat down on the floor, leaning her back against the wall. A bitter smirk appeared on her face.
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Post by Lauren on Aug 6, 2009 19:10:55 GMT
Jack squatted down on the floor in front of her, sitting on his heels. He opened his mouth to answer her question and then frowned. "What are you smirking at?"
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Post by Hannah on Aug 6, 2009 19:13:49 GMT
"Your a pirate Jack." She looked at him. "I don't believe you to be honest.."
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