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Post by jenny britton on Jun 23, 2010 9:08:57 GMT -6
Jenny could not believe she had just done what she had done. The Gryffindor had shocked even herself for one of the first times in her life. She was having a hard time feeling bad for what she had done though. She knew it was something she shouldn’t have done and that she should feel bad, but she couldn’t bring herself to wish she hadn’t done it. Maybe she would if Enny was really upset about it. If he wasn’t too upset though then it might be worth it. This was the first time she had seen him without his shirt on, and, well, he looked really good. The lack of shirt was making it even harder for Jenny to concentrate on not being impulsive and crazy.
Jenny looked up at him waiting for a response of some sort. He had to process it first, which didn’t surprise her. Jenny was impulsive and quick, but Enny liked to think about things. Finally he spoke. She considered what he said. He knew her so well. “I guess you’re right,” she agreed. “I don’t wish I hadn’t done it and now that I’ve seen you shirtless I can’t promise that I won’t do it again.” She paused a moment to think about what she had said. “Unless you really are mad and you don’t want me to do it again. Then I really will be sorry,” she said sincerely.
What he said after he denied her apology is what really shocked her. It took a lot to shock Jenny and Enny was so predictable and reliable (in a good way) that she very rarely was shocked by him. She thought about it for a moment and took a step forward so his t-shirt that she was wearing was brushing against his chest and she wrapped an arm around his bare neck. “I can do that,” she said her blue eyes sparkling. She leaned up and kissed him fully on the lips.
Jenny wasn’t exactly sure how far she was supposed to persuade him in the direction of not being upset, but she figured Enny would stop it at some point. She wasn’t even quite sure how far exactly she wanted to go. Jenny just planned on deciding at the moment when it came to that. She was usually ahead of Enny in what is currently acceptable to do anyways. She didn’t try to pressure him to do anything either though. Things just happened when they happened. The fact that his mother and father were not very far away waiting for Jenny to come eat egg salad with them was completely forgotten by Jenny.
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Post by carwyn jones on Jun 24, 2010 0:45:45 GMT -6
Jenny's kiss really wasn't unexpected, Enny had prompted her into it (a notion he was still coming to terms with), but he wasn't expecting this kiss to be different than any of the others they'd shared. Of course, he should have expected it - while the kiss itself was not particularly different than normal, everything else about it was. They'd just had as close to a fight as they'd ever had, Enny had prompted her into kissing him with some form of flirting, and let's not forget that Enny currently was not wearing his shirt, because it had been removed by Jenny. It was like the difference between having your favorite dish for dinner after a normal day of classes, and after you had just gotten a perfect score on three tests. Preceding events were everything.
Jenny's hand snaking around his neck sent a shock down Enny's spine. She had done the same motion before, but his lack of shirt made the entire movement much more pronounced. Her hand wasn't just on his neck, but her bare arm was on his bare shoulder, he felt the slide of her skin against his. It was unlike anything Enny had felt before (that seemed to be happening a lot today).
In response, Enny wrapped his arms around Jenny, again another action that wasn't out of the ordinary, and again a familiar motion that was entirely different. Even though Enny wore a t-shirt almost every day, the feeling of your t-shirt against your skin was completely unlike someone else's t-shirt against your skin. Letting out a small whimper, Enny wrapped his arms tighter around Jenny's frame, pulling her closer against him.
Enny could feel the curve of Jenny's waist against his elbows, her breasts against his chest, her hips pressed against his, it was almost more than Enny could handle. He managed to take a shuddering breath, gaining back just a couple of his wits before returning to kissing Jenny, his arms holding Jenny close against him. Somewhere in his mind he knew that if Jenny had any opposition to his actions, she would make them known.
As another whimper escaped his throat, Enny found himself lowering his hands. No lower than the hem of her shirt, he wasn't that crazy yet, but then something happened. Before Enny knew what had happened, he felt skin under his fingers.
Jenny's skin.
He was touching Jenny's skin, Jenny's back.
With his hands.
Enny broke the kiss, ducking his head into the crook of Jenny's neck. "O 'm dduw." He spread his fingers as far as he could, covering almost all of Jenny's back with his hands. He didn't know what had come over him, he definitely was not acting as he usually did. He drew in another, deeper, breath before placing a kiss to Jenny's neck. "God, Jenny, what've you done t'me? I've never felt anything like this before..."
It took much more effort than usual in order to complete his sentence, and his Welsh accent was showing through prominently. He didn't know what he'd gotten himself into, but he really couldn't bring himself to care all that much.
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((ohman! almost had a session-timeout catastrophe! luckily, this got saved by something (cookies?) and I didn't have to rewrite the entire thing!))
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Post by jenny britton on Jul 4, 2010 9:21:05 GMT -6
They had never kissed like this before. Sure, the mechanics of it weren’t that different. Enny was shirtless though. Shirtless and muscly and warm. He had also encouraged this. She wasn’t always the first one to start the snogging, but when it might be even inappropriate in the slightest she was always the first. Plus, the two had just had a fight. However minor and short the fight was, it was still a fight. Did she mention the shirtless thing? Because it was really nice.
His arms wrapped around her pulling her even tighter to him. Jenny let her body mold with his. It was like they were one, and they weren’t even being that intimate technically speaking. Only one article clothing was removed. Jenny had been further than this with guys before, but it was different with Enny. She had never felt so close to anyone in her life. They were so different, but somehow they were perfect for each other. He slowed down for a moment (to let his mind catch up with his body she was sure) and Jenny took the opportunity to catch her own breath.
The pace quickly picked back up after they had both caught back up with what was going on. She was wondering just how far they were going to go when she felt something slide under the hem of her shirt. Enny’s hands. Enny’s hands were sliding up her back under her shirt. Enny was feeling her up. Jenny’s muscles tightened and her nerves tingled. Jenny moaned and ran her fingers through Enny’s hair. Enny broke apart the kiss and said something she didn’t understand and kissed her neck. Jenny’s head fell back and she took the opportunity to get in a few deep breaths. He spoke again, but this time she could understand him even with his thickened accent. “I dunno,” she whispered, “but I like it.”She kissed him again and the hand that had been in his hair slid down his back and she lightly scratched her nails against his bare skin. Her other arm still remained secure around his neck.
[[Sorry it’s so short and it took so long! I had no idea where to go with it… maybe they should be interrupted by a parental unit?]]
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Post by carwyn jones on Jul 14, 2010 0:11:03 GMT -6
Daffyd followed Carys into the kitchen to set the table while Carwyn took Jenny to get her a fresh shirt. He still wasn't sure how Jenny had arrived at their house. His son and Mr. Britton had explained that she'd be coming through the fireplace, and Jenny had arrived covered in soot, but how in the world could a person fit through a chimney. She wasn't Santa Clause! And she had never heard of egg salad. Ridiculous.
Carys set about readying the kitchen with her husband while they waited for their son and his girlfriend to change clothes. Jenny seemed like a nice girl, but Carys really just didn't know her well enough to form an opinion about her yet. She was the girl that was helping her son come out of his shell, so that was an automatic plus in Carys' opinion, but she was reserving making a decision until she knew the girl better.
Speaking of her son and Jenny, they had been gone a curiously long time to just change their shirts. Maybe they were having trouble finding a shirt that fit Jenny? Carwyn wasn't a large boy in the slightest, but he wasn't small either. All of his clothes would be too large for Jenny. Carys did not suspect any form of inappropriate behavior out of the two of them. She didn't know about Jenny, but Carwyn could barely manage to tell them he had a girlfriend at all. She didn't think he would get up to anything, especially not while they both knew that they were waiting on them for lunch.
"They've been gone a while, haven't they? They're probably having trouble finding a shirt that will fit her. I'll go see if she wants to wear one of my shirts."
Walking down the hallway, Carys stopped at the last door on the left, Carwyn's. The door is closed... maybe they have found a shirt for her, or maybe Carwyn is changing. But if that's it... where's the other? Knocking on the door, Carys called out,
~*~
Enny's brain was absolutely silent. Usually he had a stream of thoughts going, not necessarily anything too important, but at least something. Not now. Now his brain was so completely and utterly overloaded only one thing was going through his head at all.
Jenny.
She was completely taking over every single one of his senses. She looked beautiful, like she always does. She was making noises of pure pleasure that were breathtaking. His face in her neck let hm smell that scent that was so uniquely her it was intoxicating. He could taste her mouth on his, still present over the slightly salty taste of her skin that was currently under his lips. And touch... he was touching her. Not in a sexual way, but in a way he never had before, with his hands flat on the skin of her back. Not to mention her body pressed against his.
When Jenny dragged her nails down his back, Enny arched into her fingers, pressing his body even closer against Jenny's. He let out a long, low moan that wasn't loud at all, but with his mouth right by Jenny's ear, and with his usual near-silence, it was something to be noted.
"Again!... Please..."
If Enny had any idea sense of awareness of what was going on at the moment, he would have been completely shocked at the words that just escaped his mouth. As it was, he only jsut barely managed to realise that both his hands were on the same level now, lower than they had been, and that the pressure against his hips had increased. He had no idea that the words that had escaped his mouth, gasped out between loud, open-mouthed breaths, existed at all.
Enny's right hand moved to be more centered, though still low, on her back while his left made its way up to her shoulder, managing along the way to relocate back to the outside of her shirt. Once on her shoulder, he pulled the neck of her shirt away, exposing more of Jenny's skin.
Almost immediately, Enny's mouth found the spot about halfway between Jenny's shoulder and neck, where he wouldn't be pulling Jenny's (his?) shirt off but far enough away from her neck to where on the off-chance that he left any marks, they wouldn't be visible while her shirt was on.
There was only a very slim possibility of him leaving marks - afterall, he was only placing open-mouthed kisses to her skin - but apparently even in his absolutely fogged-over state of mind, Enny was conscientious enough to consider all possible repercussions of actions.
If someone was paying attention to more than the person attached to their mouth, they would hear a soft knock just before hearing,
"Carwyn? Jenny? Have you found a shirt or should I look through my clothes to find something for her?"
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