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    Fighter ||Popov Safe house 34

    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:43 pm

    Ashleen played with the drawstrings of her hoodie, pulling one string out really long, gazing at it, and then pulling on the otherside, evening them out before starting the whole process again. She did this as she walked to her desitination. It seemed like an easier thing to focus on instead of the possiblity of what lurked in the shadows.

    She knew she had promised to trust Tre, and trust that she'd be safe in the house but... it would take time for her to do that completely with ease. So she preoccupied her mind with her drawstrings.

    Finally letting go of her draw strings, leaving the right side longer than the left - the only evidence of her nervous habit - she pushed into the training room, her eyes going straight for the only occupent within.

    Stopping where she was, she leaned againt the wall, her eyes following Tre as he moved about, watching the pull and tense of his muscles. She frowned slightly, eyes darkening for a moment before she shook her head pushing the stray thoughts away. By the time anyone looked back at her they'd just see the soft smile she had replaced it with.


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:37 pm

    Tre moved with the grace he'd acquired through years of training, lethal and light, fast and furious. He loved training. It was the only place where he let himself go, stopped worrying about everything and just... fought. He was focusing on his punching now, his knuckles taped as he slugged punches into the punching bag in a familiar rhythm. Two to the side, two to the head, two to the stomach...

    He'd moved on to other activities, each more trying than the previous, and before long a sheen of sweat had appeared, and with it came the disappearance of his shirt. Licking his lips, he turned toward the doorway, away from the punching bag he'd returned to.

    "Hey there." He said, tugging a towel off the rack of them and running it through his hair before letting it hang around his shoulders. He made his way toward her, his gait predatory and slow. "What are you doing here?"


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:58 pm

    Ash jumped just the slightest bit at the sound of his voice, she had been so distracted with well... with watching him, that she had stopped paying attention to anything else. Taking a deep breath through her nose she looked up to meet his gaze, even as her hand resumed their nervous pulling of her strings.

    "Didn't Pa-" she started and then shook her head, rolling her eyes and not bothering with that statement. Of course Papa wouldn't. Biting her lip she gave him a little smile as she released a pent up breath through her nose. Relaxing, she really needed to remember how to do that again. "Apparently... learning to throw a few more punches... or something, will be good for... you know...me." She shrugged.


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 11:15 pm

    Tre ended his journey to her by stopping directly in front of her, his golden eyes boring into hers. "Oh, right. Papa's gone and isolated us from the rest of them a few times a week." He said, a mischievous glint in her eyes. His fingers caressed her cheek, brushing her hair behind her ear. Tracing her jawline with his fingers, before brushing his thumb across her bottom lip.

    "When was the last time I kissed you...?" He murmured, his gaze completely enraptured with every movement her lips made. He licked his own lips, glancing up at her eyes for a second before returning his attention to her lips. "...Properly...?"


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 11:20 pm

    Ashleen's breath hitched slightly as he came closer, her eyes locked on his. Her gaze never wavering though she felt a nervous bubble growing in her. She breathed deeply through her nose again, trying to keep everything in her head calm even as she leaned slightly into the familiar touch.

    "P-properly?" she asked slowly, her gaze going out of focuse for a moment before locking even more strongly on his. "T-too long, I-I'd say."


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 11:32 pm

    His lips twitched in anticipation, and his other arm wound around her waist, pulling her against him. "Hmm?" He murmured, bringing them nose to nose. "Why the stutter, Leen?" He purred, his lips almost brushing hers with every word. "Nervous?"

    His gaze caught on hers, and he moved closer, if that was possible, pressing himself against her. "You look distracted." He mused, ignoring the fact that he himself could barely think of more than her. "Am I distracting you from your training?"


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Fri Jun 01, 2012 11:55 pm

    She swallowed hard, moving her head slightly so she was closer to him, leaning into him really. "N-Nervous?" The stutter was coming out again. She was turning into a stutterer now, and she had no way of stopping it. "W-what is t-this nervous, y-you speak of?"

    Resting her hands on his shoulders she closed her eyes and let the breath out of her nose again, this time in something almost like a snort of amusement, "J-just shut up and k-kiss me, Angel."


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Sat Jun 02, 2012 1:23 am

    A chuckle rumbled up from deep within Tre's chest as he placed a kiss on her cheek, trailing his mouth over her skin to press a lingering kiss on the right corner of her mouth, before switching sides and kissing that corner. He lingered longer here, his eyes flickering open to watch her for a moment before he brushed his lips against hers.

    Slowly, deliberately, he deepened the kiss, changing it from one of almost innocence to a deep, scorching kiss. His lips moved against hers, his tongue gently touching hers, his hold on her tightening. He felt his heartbeat start to speed as the kiss got more and more intense, but he was having a hard time focusing on anything.

    Anything that wasn't Ash.


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Sat Jun 02, 2012 1:48 am

    Ashleen's hands tightened on his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin a bit as he moved about her skin, lingering so close to her mouth and yet. She had to stiffle back a groan, why couldn't he just-

    It was like something finally shut off in her head as his lips found her; all her stray thoughts, loose ends flying around worrying about every little thing, were all gone, and it was only Tre, and her. It was only that kiss.

    She slid her hands away from his shoulders down to his chest as he pulled her closer, feeling all his muscles, warm sking right below her. One hand stoping high enough to feel his heartbeat as clearly as if it were her own. She moved her lips with his, a tiny moan coming from deep in her throat as her body finally relaxed into the touch.

    Past. Future.

    All forgotten.

    All there was in her head, for once in so long, was this. And she didn't want it to ever stop.


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Sat Jun 02, 2012 3:15 am

    Tre had to search himself for the will to pull away, trying to find reasons but finding himself inexplicably blank. He leaned further into her, losing himself for the briefest, most blissful, moment. He was breathing her in like she was oxygen and he was drowning, attacking her lips like he could devour her whole. He wanted all of her.

    With a gasp, he slowly pulled a bit away from her - so that barely a centimeter was between their lips - the kiss lingering for entirely too long a stretch of time. He shivered against her, opening his eyes slowly and looking down at her.

    "...should... probably..." He muttered breathlessly. "...Get to that.... training..."


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Sat Jun 02, 2012 10:34 am

    Ashleen couldn't help the slight mew of protest as he pulled away, fighting the movement ever so slightly, before letting her gaze flick up to his. She breath deeply, feeling his shiver beneath her hands.

    Bitting her lip, she was waiting for the tension to slip back into her body, for her mind to continue its mess of thoughs, but still, as she breathed, the feel of his lips still on hers, the taste of him still on her tongue her mind seemed entirely to preoccupied with him to remember such foolish things as worry, and fear.

    "R-right," she breath softly, nodding her head ever so slightly, "training; we're s-supposed to be training."


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Mon Jun 04, 2012 8:26 pm

    "Training." Tre agreed, before swooping back in for another kiss. The one was hotter than the last, and he had to physically detangle himself from her to force himself out of it. His heartbeat had accelerated crazily, and a light flush flit across his face. Breathing deeply, he made a lap around the huge training room in a minute, back to her windswept and still breathless. He shook his sweat-drenched hair out of his eyes and grinned. "Alright. Into the ring with you." He directed her into the boxing ring and nodded at her.

    He slipped into the familiar ring, bouncing on the balls of his feet to amp himself up. "Alright, Wingzy." He said with a boyish grin. "Pin me."


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Mon Jun 04, 2012 9:38 pm

    Ash's chest heaved as she watched the boy pull away, running away before coming back, her brain felt fuzzy, but... a good sort of fuzzy, the sort of fuzzy that made her long to pull him back to her and-

    She shook those thought from her head and followed her orders, glancing at the area hesitantly.

    "P-pin you?" she raised her eye's, which had grown slightly wide back up at him. She seemed to be slipping back into being over tense, over thinking any everything.

    Right. She breathed in through her nose, and out again. She could do this. She knew how to do this - she had done it before - she had after all spent her childhood rough housing with the boys not playing dress up with the girls.

    So she just needed to.... Relax, and... remember how she did it then.

    She bounced on her feet a bit, and rolled her shoulders, "Right. I. Can. do that."

    Well... when she had been younger, she had merely... She frowned. It wouldn't be graceful, and she wasn't even sure if she weighted enough to create enough force but...

    Before she could stop to over think her plan for another moment, she took off towards the boy at a run, trying to gain whatever speed she could in the small space she had. Grabbing him around the middle, she managed to slide her leg forward and more or less trip him down onto the mat.

    Where she promptly - due to the force and lack of forethought - fell right across him. She laid there stunned for a second, before she quickly sprawled up to a sitting position, pressing her hands into his shoulders, her face, and long hair she forgot to tie back, more or less hanging into his.

    "D-does that work?"


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Mon Jun 04, 2012 11:01 pm

    Tre had to bite back a smirk as he found herself underneath her, his eyes sparkling up at her. His arms wound around her waist, and his fingers rubbed circles in her hips before taking hold of the bottom of her thighs. He gently rose her knees to his shoulders, then flipped his hands over to press them down. "See. When they're here, you're more likely to keep the attacker down..." He grinned. "But you leave yourself wide open for sneak attacks. For example..." He moved his hips up and against her, planning to move, but that isn't exactly what happened, the playful grin on his face momentarily replaced by strain and pleasure.

    He bit his lip and froze, realizing that basketball shorts were not the least bit helpful. She could probably feel... He blinked up at her, flipping them effortlessly, and pressing his body down into hers, ignoring the fact that her knees were still at his shoulders. His eyes widened, then he was off of her, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.

    "Try again." He ordered, unable to tell whether he wanted her to for them to actually get back to training, or if he liked putting them into... compromising positions.


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Tue Jun 05, 2012 12:32 am

    Ash let out a little mew of surprise - but not necessarily displeasure, in fact rather the opposite - as his hands roamed, caressed, moved -

    She tried to pay attention to what he was saying. She really, really was but then he did stuff like-

    Her breath caught hitched, getting stuck in her throat as he moved his hips against her and she could feel his -

    She leaned forward as they flipped over longing to just... she swallowed hard as she was left alone on the ground, lying there for a moment before pulling herself up.

    "When did you get so bossy," she muttered, her voice still a little shaky, and she flashed him a weak smirk, trying to lighten the mood... or just forget...

    Still, taking another deep breath, she ran at him again and jumped, tackling him to the ground and making an effort to place herself as she was told to the last time.

    "We've got to stop meeting like this," she muttered slightly, looking down at him.



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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Tue Jun 05, 2012 3:17 pm

    Tre shivered as he found himself underneath her again, his eyes sparkling with barely repressed emotion. He growled softly, the sound rumbling his chest and making his entire body vibrate slightly. "You have to pin the arms." he said, shivering slightly as he shifted his weight, inadvertantly rubbing himself against her. "Being able to move your arms gives the attacker the ad...advantage..."

    He flipped them, her knees at his shoulders once more, his fingers splayed as he held himself up slightly from the ground, his hair falling into his eyes as he gazed down at her. His mouth found her collarbone, unable to quench the sudden thirst for her touch. He needed to taste her. He trailed open mouthed kisses from her collarbone up her neck, nipping lightly at her adam's apple before attacking her lips once more. He pressed against her, presseing himself down and into her, his tongue plundering her mouth.


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Tue Jun 05, 2012 5:53 pm

    Ash wasn't surprised to be flipped this time - in fact she rather expected it, and braced herself accordingly.

    "A-and what-" her voice shook with emotion, desire, as she felt his lips against her skin, her question dying as her mouth was suddenly rather... occupied.

    She moaned against his lips, instantly her brain going back to instinct mode, not another thought in her mind except for the boy against her. She pushed back, moving slightly creating more ... friction.

    She pulled away slightly, gasping for a breath, "What if I want him to have the advantage."


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:18 am

    His mouth trailed over her skin, a deep chuckle rumbling through his chest. "Just handing over the advantage, are we?" He purred, his hips moving against hers. His mouth found that spot on her neck, the one that made her melt without fail every time.

    "You make it so hard to focus." He murmured into her skin, capturing her lips with his again.


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Wed Jun 06, 2012 8:01 pm

    Ash's body shook, a shiver right down her spin, all her nerve endings alive and tingling, she felt more...

    Well she just felt. That was the thing she had been missing for days; feeling. It was like her brain locked all of this down, so she wouldn't have to deal with it - so she wouldn't be overwhelmed.

    But right now, right now she just... felt. And it was so... good.

    "Only," she muttered softly, her voice rough with all that she was holding back, her body melting into him as he latched onto that spot, "If he knows how to use it."

    She kissed back, almost wrestling for control. She pulled away slightly and trailed her lips up to his ear.

    "I do believe, y-you started this."


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Sun Jun 10, 2012 7:31 pm

    Tre groaned as her mouth traced desire on his skin, rolling so that she was back on top. His fingers found their way up her shirt, feeling the skin there. Then he was sitting up, sliding her knees down to around him and attacking her with his tongue. His arms wrapped around her, holding her as close as he could.

    It wasn't close enough.

    His mouth made its way back to hers, plundering it, claiming it as his.


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Mon Jun 11, 2012 12:20 am

    Ashleen slid herself closer as he pulled, moving herself against him, grinding up against his hips, as she let him into her mouth, allowing him to explore.

    She moved her hands into his hair, sighing slight as she went she shuffled and moved, all the time thinking it wasn't good enough, it wasn't....

    "Tre," she mumbled softly against the his skin. There was something they were supposed to be doing, wasn't there. Her breath hitched slightly, "Tre."


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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Mon Jun 11, 2012 6:42 am

    Something was tickling Tre's brain. A reminder that they were supposed to be-

    His train of thought ended abruptly as she grinded against him, a whimper of want flying from between his lips and into hers. He wasn't- he-

    His fingers dug into her skin roughly, moving her against him as much as he could while his hips moved in the opposite direction, creating as much delicious friction as possible. An animalistic growl rumbled up from his chest as his mouth found her collarbone, and then his fingers were fumbling for the zipper of her jacket, his mouth following in its trail downward, pushing her back down into the floor of the ring, his back arched so his hips could still move as his mouth wandered.

    "Ash..." He groaned. "I... I want..."


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Mon Jun 11, 2012 11:14 pm

    Ash swallowed, shivering as he pushed her down, her hand trailing just after his as he began to move the zipper down. Some part of her brain thinking that they should really stop, that she couldn't - not-not...

    "Tre," her voice was trembling, weak as she mumbled against his lips, she hardly sounded commited to what she was trying to say, "W-We can't- what-what if someone-"

    As if to highlight her point, someone opened the door to the room, and an amused drawl could be heard echoing around the room.

    "Well, well, well, what do we have here?"



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    Post by Treshawn Beneparte on Tue Jun 12, 2012 2:34 am

    Tre whined, but backed up the smallest bit, his eyes going to hers. "O-Okay.." He took a deep breath through his nose, closing his eyes and searching for that once-strong self control. His breathing hitched slightly as he tried to get off her, accidentally rubbing himself against her and having to freeze, a single bead of sweat running down his nose from his hairline. He bit his bottom lip and sat back, trying without... to not...

    He turned his head to the voice, Teddy, and raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Bear?" He asked, running his hand through his hair in exasperation. He inched his way backward, trying to put distance between the two of them.

    "You may want to work on that..." Teddy looked from Ash's state of undress to the bulge in Tre's pants, evidently amused. "...and that. Your fathers are on their way." With a wink, Teddy disappeared, and Tre was left staring down into his lap, slowly but surely going pale.

    D'Angelo was gonna kill him.


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    Post by Ashleen Beneparte on Tue Jun 12, 2012 2:56 am

    Ash swallowed hard, and ran a hand nervously through her hair, almost forgetting about her shirt for a long moment, only noticing it was she followed Teddy's gaze, and jumped. She quickly reached a hand down as zipped it up.

    She glances over at Tre, worrying her lip nervously. Daddy was not going to like that one.

    "Just... stand behind something..." she raised her eyebrows, a nervous giggled slipping through her lips. She couldn't help it. She knew that they were probably about to get into big trouble...

    But everytime she thought about the look on her fathers face...

    She erupted into more nervous giggles. It had probably been the first time she had really laughed in... she didn't know how long.

    "Ashleen?"

    Turning around and trying to bit back another laugh, she gave her father a goofy grin, "Hi Daddy."


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