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Arlo Bletchley
LIFE THIRD YEAR - SPORTS SCIENCE SPELLBUCKS CASHIER
74 posts
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Aug 4, 2021 8:51:25 GMT -7
Post by Arlo Bletchley on Aug 4, 2021 8:51:25 GMT -7
Arlo Bletchley barely heard her actually answer him. He had been too drawn in by the way she was looking back at him, not that far away from him now at all. Her touch on his arm was sending electricity shooting through him, but once she had withdrawn is just as quick he quietly exhaled, realising that yes he definitely had enjoyed that. A small part of his brain, deep under the haze, was still in a level of shock. Never in a million years had he thought he would ever be on the same page as Lulu Blishwick. Hanging out with her freely. The excitable oddball of the year, the goofball that everyone laughed at, that nobody took seriously. People messed around with her because she was fun, exciting. But nobody really gave her the time of day. For Arlo the day she had caught him in the broom shed had been some sort of weird epiphany. He'd never seen her in the same light again. Bit by bit he had found himself falling for Lulu Blishwick. Even if he was terrified to admit it to even himself. And now, here he was. He had her alone. They were having fun. He was able to be himself. Not the Arlo Bletchley he presented to everyone else in Hogwarts. The Quidditch Jock. The Prefect who got good grades and only very rarely sometimes broke the rules. The Arlo that was too cool to all his friends. No, this was the Arlo he actually wanted to be. The relaxed Arlo. The Arlo who was able to have fun with dumb stuff like his Comics and computer games and his superhero movies, without the judgement of everyone else for not being cool enough. Arlo knew Lulu wouldn't care about that sort of stuff. Fuck he knew deep down she loved all that shit too. It was perfect, no matter how vulnerable he was leaving himself. Searching her face, he heard her answer him, and found his heart soared at the way she said Arlo. Biting on his lip nearly deep enough to draw blood, his eyes widened slightly. Now was his chance to throw caution to the wind and actually do something he wanted for once. Did he wanted Lulu? Fuck yes he did. Now he could give in and allow himself that. Taking a breath in, his smile turned a bit more enigmatic as he realised that yes he was going to let himself have this; have her. "C'mere.." Mumbling, he leaned towards her, dropping the controller and moving his hand to place it on her neck, just under her ear, brushing his finger tips into the lilac hair just slightly and pressing with just enough pressure to guide her into him as he closed the distance between them and landed his lips on hers. lulu anne blishwick
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Aug 4, 2021 9:45:51 GMT -7
Post by lulu anne blishwick on Aug 4, 2021 9:45:51 GMT -7
Suddenly, time was moving at a mile a minute, but at hyper speed at the same time. The purple haired snakes mind went completely blank as she stared back at Arlo, she was at loss for words, she truthfully didn’t know how to act. Lulu felt her nerves boiling over but the look on Arlo's face strangely put her at ease.
There was a lingering look where her eyes met his in a fiery gaze before Arlo’s finger tips were on her neck, drawing her in closer to smash his lips against hers. Her breathing hitched at his electric touch, dropping the controller in her lap. Lulu wasn't expecting it, but her lips reacted immediately, hands raising to his face to mesh lips with his urgently.
Suddenly there were fireworks. Butterflies erupted crazily in her stomach as warmth and desire ignited in her chest, spreading throughout her entire body. It was so much better than she'd ever imagined.
Lulu’s breathing hitched in her throat as passion erupted within her core, exploding with unbridled desire by his touch. She hesitated for a moment before her legs unfolded from her seated position and she straddled him against his mountain of pillows, smashing her lips against his. Lulu’s fingers raked through his hair, dark and damp between her finger as she kissed him deeply, long, and slow.
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Arlo Bletchley
LIFE THIRD YEAR - SPORTS SCIENCE SPELLBUCKS CASHIER
74 posts
played by Dra
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last online Apr 19, 2024 5:10:17 GMT -7
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Aug 4, 2021 13:04:51 GMT -7
Post by Arlo Bletchley on Aug 4, 2021 13:04:51 GMT -7
The moment his lips touched Lulu's he melted. Sure, he had been with girls before, and he was no virgin, But this was different somehow. With Lulu he felt like an unexperienced dweeb. Everything was new and he was naïve to it. In a way he enjoyed it. The innocence of his soft kiss against her lips made things quite fresh. His heart was pounding like it was about to explode in his ears. Merlin, her lips, they weren't as soft as he imagined, but they had a coarseness to them he found he enjoyed. Maybe from the nibbling she had done earlier as they moved through the house? Or maybe from the cold weather, maybe she didn't wear lip balm and look after them. Maybe he should give her one of his lip balms. Either way, he liked it. Slow and steadily he moved his finger tips further into her hair. That was actually soft and fluffy like he had imagined, sort of fine underneath his fingers. It didn't take him long to begin to smile against her lips as he continued kissing her. Except it was quite quickly wiped off when he started to feel her shift to throw her leg over him and moved to straddle him. His pace slowed up a little and mentally he wasn't entirely sure why but he had quickly been struck by the feeling that this was moving way too fast. It didn't stop his hands reacting with muscle memory though, creeping around her waist they started to slip under them of the hoodie she had stolen from him. It was easily done, the hoodie was so big. And yet they didn't go any further than resting on the small of her back, the higher up fingers resting on her skin, the others on the waistband of her leggings. If you asked him later he wouldn't know what it had been that made him want to stop. Maybe it was the way his ears were starting to ring, or the way his heart began to feel like it was bounding a little too fast, or that his breathing had sped up. Or that all of the above were symptoms of a panic attack that he had never had to suffer in his life before, but something had made him want to stop. Pulling back just slightly he loved the fact Lulu still gave him small gentle kisses against his lips, like she didn't want him to stop. In some ways physically he didn't. The fact that he was feeling all together a little too excited, while feeling some sort of emotional yearning in his chest for her showed that, and yet mentally he knew he should. If nothing else, even just because it felt like his chest was about to burst. "No, Lulu I-" Shifting underneath her he started to move his hips, not wanting to shove her off him too roughly, but moreso just let her flop beside him on the bed. Except Lulu just seemed to grasp at his neck instead, trying to steady herself, and then her knee slipped between his legs. "Fuuuuuuuuuccccck" Then he did shove her off him. He tried to not be too rough but the rapid pain in his crotch began to spread up and make him feel queasy pretty fast. Thrusting her off of him, he rolled over to the side away, and hid his mortified red face in one of his pillows. He gave a little groan as the queasiness began to settle, but he didn't read his ugly red head for a few minutes. Facing the issue would be too embarrassing of course. "Sorry...I just-" His voice was muffled and he decided cutting himself off would be the best course of action when he decided he actually had nothing of use to say. At least the pounding in his chest had somewhat settled, even if his breathing was now rapid for another reason entirely. lulu anne blishwick
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Aug 4, 2021 14:14:43 GMT -7
Post by lulu anne blishwick on Aug 4, 2021 14:14:43 GMT -7
Lulu was caught in a heated moment, she almost forgot where she was. Her back arched slightly from the warmth of his hands on the bare skin of the small of her back, pushing herself closer to him as their lips meshed. She let out a content sigh before reality hit.
And boy, did reality finally hit her like a freight train. This was escalating, fast. Kissing Arlo was better than being drunk or high, it was a natural form of endorphins and she found herself begging for more. Which wasn’t a good thing… Lulu had a flame ignited inside of her and she had a hard time containing that inferno at times. It was one of her biggest faults and at times her choices were destructive and spread like a wildfire. She lived an all gas, no brakes, lifestyle. Today would be a great example for that.
Arlo hit the brakes and she hadn’t noticed it because she was caught in the moment. The primal part of her was ready to rip his hoodie off from over his head and devour his neck but Lulu felt a second push and thrust this time. Sometimes she didn't realize her own strength. Her arms slipped from around his neck and she flopped awkwardly, sending her knee into Arlos special place.
The sound he made caused her to let out a shreik of surprise. ”Oh my God, Arlo, fuck! I’m so sorry!” she said quickly as she was tossed to her side. Arlo dove his face into the pillow and she was immediately filled with embarrassment, her face went beat red and she wanted to hide under a rock again like that day she had in the greenhouses. She felt horrible for causing him harm, that was the last thing she was trying to do. Lulu extended the distance between them, pretty sure Arlo wanted nothing to do with her after kneeing him in his man bits.
Her body ached from the sudden withdrawal of intimacy. Everything was going into hyperdrive and she couldn’t form the words for him. Covering her mouth out of surprise her eyes widened. ”I-I-I don’t know what I was doing, I’m sorry that was my fault.” she said, suddenly feeling extremely flustered. Lulus eyes were filled with worry, she didn’t want to ruin the nice time they were having. ”I didn’t mean to seem too eager, I’m sorry.” Lulu told Arlo, noticeably embarrassed from the slight feeling of rejection. She looked down shoving her hands into the hoodie pockets like a straight jacket of sorts to hold her hands to herself.
Arlo Bletchley
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Arlo Bletchley
LIFE THIRD YEAR - SPORTS SCIENCE SPELLBUCKS CASHIER
74 posts
played by Dra
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last online Apr 19, 2024 5:10:17 GMT -7
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Aug 6, 2021 15:27:49 GMT -7
Post by Arlo Bletchley on Aug 6, 2021 15:27:49 GMT -7
A knee in the balls would certainly have been a mood killer and left him a little deflated in normal circumstances. With Lulu it left him totally mortified. Staying flat on his stomach and hiding his face in his pillow was the easiest option, right? The pain and associated queasiness had subsided quickly enough, but the embarrassment was still oozing through his veins. Had he hated her for wanting to continue? No, not really. Though he knew he had had to call a halt to it. It wasn't clear to him as to why it felt so wrong and he had made himself put a stop to it, he just knew it had. It felt like some sort of transgression, a morally bad decision to actually allow himself to give in to her craving and obvious attraction, but once he had stopped it he had felt a little better about himself. Something wanted to get to know more of Lulu before he got to the more physical side. Which was odd all things considered, he had never been shy with other girls, and yet around Lulu he felt like an inexperienced twelve year old. "It's okay. I just....need a minute I guess" Half lifting his face from the pillow he peered at her with just one of his green eyes, the other half of his face still smushed into the white of his pillow. It was then he noticed just how far her had jumped back. On an impulse he let his hand creep out in her direction across the bed spread, like it was searching out her touch to comfort him. Watching her, he noted the flush in her own cheeks. Okay at least finally they were finally on some sort of even keel, he supposed. "It's okay, really. It's not like you did it on purpose. Or did you?" raising on eyebrow, he lifted his head properly, now smirking at her rather coyly. "Maybe you do that to all the guys you..." as he trailed off looking for the right word he frowned. What were they doing? This wasn't a date, was it? No, it was just two friends hanging out. Like that was just two friends hanging out. If Lulu was even close enough to be considered a friend. But then again, friends who were just hanging out shouldn't seem so eager to see the other wearing their personalised hoodie. Or be allowed to get so cosy in each others room so quickly. Suddenly very self-conscious he looked to his hand like he had just realised he was holding it out to her, seeking her out and felt like he should withdraw it. But he didn't. lulu anne blishwick
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Aug 6, 2021 20:57:59 GMT -7
Post by lulu anne blishwick on Aug 6, 2021 20:57:59 GMT -7
For the first time Lulu felt like her face was redder than Arlo's. She had gotten so used to getting him hot and bothered it felt weird when the tables were turned on her. Lulu hoped she didn't make a mistake by coming off too strong. Her heart was beating against her chest she barely knew what to say. Usually, she wouldn't have a problem finding a way to change the subject, or say something stupid to lighten the situation, but she was feeling too frazzled to do so...
Lulu shifted on the mattress slightly, the look on Arlo's face made her chuckle with how his face was smushed into the pillow. When he made the joke about her kneeing all guys in the balls, the shame slowly started to fade...the only thing was she didn't want Arlo to think she was some sort of slut. Was that why he stopped? She was going through a mental battle since the moment his lips were torn from hers. Things moved so fast her head was spinning, it was hard to get back into her groove. Lulu noticed his hand extended out toward her, but she was too spooked to touch him again.
The purple haired snake’s eyes widened as she forced a smile, "No! I've never done that before!" she swatted at him with a giggle, her cheeks warming again. Lulu scooted so that she was facing Arlo, closing the distance ever so slightly, but not too much. She was trying to earn her intimacy back. She shot him a side eye, "Maybe it was a defense mechanism for you pushing me off." she jested with a coy smile as she raised her palm to her face in shame, giving it a shake. Lulu looked away since she couldn't stifle the laughter, always having a problem with laughing when nervous; something she'd often get into trouble for in class.
Lulu's hand slowly snaked down to Arlo's to give it a gentle squeeze and stayed there. It wasn't meant to be taken in an overly flirtatious gesture, she wanted to comfort him. She smiled softly, still a hint of bashfulness. "That was lovely, but you're right, it's probably better to take things slow..." she said kind of feeling awkward for saying that...as if 'things' meant anything. She took a breath in, "Like I feel like I barely know you, I don't even know what your favorite color or animal is yet..." Lulu joked with a chuckle. But Hell she was sure okay with sucking face with him regardless.
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Arlo Bletchley
LIFE THIRD YEAR - SPORTS SCIENCE SPELLBUCKS CASHIER
74 posts
played by Dra
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last online Apr 19, 2024 5:10:17 GMT -7
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Aug 7, 2021 7:52:58 GMT -7
Post by Arlo Bletchley on Aug 7, 2021 7:52:58 GMT -7
When she didn't immediately meet his grip with her hand, a little part of his chest hurt. Which was ridiculous on reflection. He was the one that had pushed her off of him. But still. He hadn't expected her to leave him in the lurch like that. Instead she tried to make out like he wasn't that bothered; keeping up his small smirk he eyed her, unsure of what was going to happen next. Lulu was joking, he knew she was, but he an uneasy feeling still started to seep in and settle in his chest. He immediately began to hope she didn't hate him. That she didn't want to run out and leave him. He didn't really want to be alone, not right now. Not after that. "Maybe" quietly he agreed. He still couldn't really explain to her why he had felt going slow was easier, if she had asked, but this intimacy wasn't something he hated. Even if she had distanced herself from him. She was still here in his room, on his bed. In their own little bubble again. It turned out this was something he quite liked. Having Lulu all to himself. In his hoodie. That was sort of inexplicably very nice. Once she laughed he felt immediately lifted in someway. "Well, you can ask me and find them out if you want." The sound of that made him feel a little better, even if it was nervous laughter. And then he finally felt her hand in his and that sealed the deal. Okay so she didn't hate him. Good. Returning the squeeze, he gave her a small, almost shy grin. After he had noticed her getting a little closer, he felt somewhat emboldened gently yanking the arm he had a hold of, he rolled on his side to face her properly and pulled her down to lie with him. Now only a few inches apart if even, he felt the intimacy intensified. With that his cheeks flushed bright red, but he was still smiling, eyeing her closely, even if he had no idea of what to do now that she was this close. "Why do you make me feel like some idiot inexperienced thirteen year old..." admitting in a quiet grumble, his cheeks flushed even brighter, his breath tickling her face. After another moment of his cheeks flushing bright red, and him biting down on his bottom lip so hard he nearly drew blood; another bold streak went off in him. He was hesitant at first, but then darting his head forward, impishly he pressed a little kiss to the tip of her nose with a quiet laugh, and immediately withdrew, closing his eyes as if scared to see her reaction. It wasn't long before his nervous tick of chewing on his lip started again either, giving away his anxiety. Hopefully Lulu hadn't picked up on that part of him just yet. lulu anne blishwick
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Aug 7, 2021 14:35:47 GMT -7
Post by lulu anne blishwick on Aug 7, 2021 14:35:47 GMT -7
The way Arlo allowed her hand to rest in his made her heart swell and soar out of her chest. The tender moment caught her in a slight daze when he gently pulled her closer to him and toward the pillow so that she’d lay down beside him. Lulu felt the nervous giggles start to boil inside her again, but she held them back from boiling over completely as she obliged to the display of affection.
Lulu hadn’t ever had such a tender moment with anyone before, boys had never treated her sweetly, she always felt like some sort of object or joke. She didn’t know what was going on with Arlo, but she knew she liked how caring and attentive he was with her. That wasn't something she'd ever expected from the attractive heartthrob Gryffindor Chaser she was used to seeing on the pitch.
Lulu was stuck in a moment of appreciation while staring at Arlo, simply admiring the fine details of his chiseled jaw and chin, his thicker eyebrows. And his emerald eyes. Everything slowed down and she became more aware of the beat of her heart pounding in her ears, as well as the sound of Arlo’s voice when he asked her why she made him feel like an inexperienced thirteen year old. That comment was surprisingly reassuring. And he followed by leaning in and kissing her nose.
Now that was even more unexpected.
Arlo closed his eyes, biting down on his lip in what looked like a moment of dread; a familiar display of nervousness from the lion she had come to notice.
The smile on Lulu’s face widened to an expression of endearment. She froze for a moment, completely speechless. Her first instinct was to jump his bones, again, but she refrained. Lulu shifted slightly so she could lean forward and bump her nose into his with a gentle playfulness to lighten the situation. Since his eyes were closed, she planted her lips on his for a soft kiss, this time it was more chaste than the last.
After she pulled away again, her purple locks splayed on the pillow beside him. ”You don’t have to be nervous around me, Arlo…” she assured him with a light smile. Her hand traveled to lightly cradle the side of his face tenderly. ”I won’t tell anyone about your fetish for Spider-Man, or little Italian plumber man with go carts.” she teased him solemnly, before returning her hand to his. Her fingers aimlessly traced his thumb before lacing, enjoying the size of his palm and his longer fingers. Lulu let out a sigh. "But in all honesty, you make me nervous. It's probably why I keep hurting you. I'm sorry.." she told him with a shy smile. Lulu was quiet for only a beat before asking with a nerd fueled curiosity, "What is your favorite animal?"
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Arlo Bletchley
LIFE THIRD YEAR - SPORTS SCIENCE SPELLBUCKS CASHIER
74 posts
played by Dra
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last online Apr 19, 2024 5:10:17 GMT -7
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Aug 8, 2021 13:10:49 GMT -7
Post by Arlo Bletchley on Aug 8, 2021 13:10:49 GMT -7
Arlo thought bringing Lulu closer would somehow make things better, and in one way it had. Lying so close to her seemed to calm him a little and bring him comfort. It was just unfortunate that it didn't calm the drumming in his chest as well. Momentarily, he pondered on the thought that he really hoped she couldn't hear it too. He didn't want her to think he was weak, or foolish. If he just stayed there, maybe he wouldn't have to worry about that stuff. Maybe he'd never have to worry about what people thought about him ever again. It would indeed be nice if he could just stay here, isolated with Lulu. He was pulled out of that thought by the feel of Lulu's nose bumping at his. Very briefly he had managed to half open his eyes, before he then felt her lips so fleetingly brush against his again. He paused, taking a sharp inhale in through his nose. He was now wondering how he would control the situation if it were to get out of hand. But then again, he found himself softening at Lulu's touch; the corners of his mouth even turning up in a mischievous smile. However just as quickly she had pulled away. For a split second Arlo found his head going towards Lulu's again, as if he didn't want the connection to break. Despised that the kiss had to end at all, but he knew it did at some stage. Exhaling softly in a sigh, he found himself slowly opening his eyes to face her finally. A very different drumming in his chest now. A thrumming of longing almost. Feeling his cheeks warm again at how close they actually were, he locked onto her icy eyes and simply gave a small nod. Of course he had every reason to be nervous around her, this wonderfully odd creature with the ethereal lilac hair that was was Lulu Blishwick. But it gave him some comfort that she didn't feel much different in that way. At her touch on his cheek, Arlo felt the redness deepen even more as he floundered mentally. He almost found himself withdrawing just slightly, before being eventually glad she went back to holding his hand quickly enough. "It's not a fetish." He protested, with a playful pout. "I just like the things I like" With a small shrug, he gave another quiet sigh. It was nice how he didn't have to hide in front of Lulu anymore though. It put him a lot more at ease, even if other things surrounding her made his heart beat like a drum. "Thank you though.." He added in an almost inaudible whisper. For now he'd just have to trust her. Frankly he didn't know what else to say at her admission of anxiety, or her apology. Rather he just nodded, letting the tip of his nose brush hers again, before then being thrown by her question. "Uh, I don't know really Lu. I've never given it much thought" Letting his thick brows knit together her thought about it. "A dog maybe? I've always wanted one but never been allowed. What about you?"
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Aug 9, 2021 1:53:07 GMT -7
Post by lulu anne blishwick on Aug 9, 2021 1:53:07 GMT -7
Lulu's expression flickered with amusement at his comical pout. She was half expecting that. And another part of her wanted to trap that pouty lip between her teeth. Lulu bit her own lip instead with a small chuckle. ”There’s nothin’ wrong with that. We can’t help who and what we like.” she assured him smiling, resisting a wink. At that moment she decided she like-liked him and Arlo was officially her crush. The fact that she found herself desperately yearning for his touch, wishing he’d slam his lips against hers, and succumb to the teenage temptation without her begging were good enough reasons for her to decide that title.
Lulu smiled when the tip of his nose brushed hers again. A gesture so innocent melted her insides to complete mush. Her hand remained in his, it felt like an anchor that would keep her body from soaring off of the bed and into the clouds. She wished she didn't ask him the stupid question so she could marinate in that moment a little longer...
A thoughtful expression danced at the corners of her lips when he admitted to never given thought about what his favorite animal was though. Well, now was the time. Lulu's eyebrows raised with approval when he said dog, sharing that he was never allowed to have one. In a home as immaculate at his, she could almost understand why his parents would fuss over a dog. ”Dogs are fab. I hope you can have your own dog one day.” the purple haired snake told him happily, trying to contain her excitement. Especially since he asked the question back.
”I’ve got a bearded dragon named Lenny but don’t tell Lenny bearded dragons aren’t my favorite.” she urged with a cautious look, ending with a chuckle. Lenny didn't go to Hogwarts because he needed a heat lamp and special diet. Lulu bit down on her lip thoughtfully, but she already knew her answer, ”Domesticated would be cats, because I like that their trust is earned. Magical…definitely unicorns because, well, unicorns are cool...” she nodded, happy with her answer. After she was done sharing she fell silent. Her icy saucers darted away from his, burrowing her chin into the overused hoodie temporarily. She hated that she was suddenly feeling self conscious...she didn’t want Arlo to think she was talking too much. Shocker.
Now Lulu was fully aware of her heart beating in her ears. Enjoying the thrill, she dared to inch herself closer to Arlo.. Lulu's body sank into the mattress as she gravitated her body closer to him, searching for his warmth and loving touch. Lulu’s nose nudged his back finally but more fervently, running her fingers aimlessly through his scalp and soft curls. She was enjoying the game of give and take with Arlo, it was teaching her how to have resistance which a part of her hated, but she had a sneaking feeling like it would lead to other wondrous things. The snake was doing her best to abstain from being the first to planting her lips on his again.
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Arlo Bletchley
LIFE THIRD YEAR - SPORTS SCIENCE SPELLBUCKS CASHIER
74 posts
played by Dra
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last online Apr 19, 2024 5:10:17 GMT -7
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Sept 17, 2021 7:22:34 GMT -7
Post by Arlo Bletchley on Sept 17, 2021 7:22:34 GMT -7
He still lay so close to her. It was comfortable, and yet, there was a tightness in his chest. Like she had a little lasso around his heart, keeping it tight. Keeping him on edge, and at her whim. Stepping back to examine the situation he was shook. Who would have thought a few weeks ago that he would be here in his bedroom with Lulu Blishwick of all people. Lulu in his hoodie, on his bed, with his arm wrapped around her, keeping her close. Fuck this crush had snuck up on him and knocked him on his arse. She was talking, but it was hard to pay attention to what she was saying. He watched her lips, and then her eyes, and then his hand almost involuntarily reached up to play with some of her lilac tresses, but he was able to stop it at the last minute. Instead his fingertips rested about an inch from her hair, unsure of how she would react if he was to complete the movement. For now, he made himself rest them there until he was more sure. Pushing his teeth onto his bottom lip again, he tried to bring himself to instead concentrate on what she was saying instead of letting his eyes rove around his features. When he couldn't conjure up a reply he simply nodded, processing what she was saying about cats. And now unicorns. Quietly he nodded again and finally was able to utter "yeah they are cool I guess" with a shy little smile, unsure of what else to say. He was still watching her, in an almost dreamlike state. Unsure how he got here, but adoring every clandestine minute of it. As Lulu moved even closer to him, he froze momentarily, feeling like that inexperienced little boy again. What should he do with a girl in his bed? Fuck he could do a lot really, at the thought of it his cheeks darkened. And yet, all he wanted to do, was lie here and be comfortable with her. Cuddle her and wrap himself around her, and maybe eventually get to play with her hair like he felt so compelled to do, and still wasn't sure why. is cheeks flared, but he was able to ignore it. In one swift motion he threw a leg and an arm over her and gruffly pulled her into him. His size compared to her swamped her, covering her over with his limbs and letting her hide there. There was no heated or sexual side to it anymore. It was more innocent now, but deeper. Now he wanted to keep her here. His. Wrapped around her, hiding her from the world. Dipping his face to hide in her hair now, his cheeks flared even brighter. It was easy enough to hide from her though, her face was somewhere smushed into his chest. "Merlin this is nice." He hadn't meant to say it out loud, but it came out in a quiet grumble against his hair as he squeezed her a little tighter. He'd been so close to so many girls before, but it had certainly never been like this. He wanted to just lie there for forever. If Lulu could breathe that is. lulu anne blishwick
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Sept 17, 2021 21:19:44 GMT -7
Post by lulu anne blishwick on Sept 17, 2021 21:19:44 GMT -7
If Lulu was told she would visit Arlo Bletchley’s beautiful home during Christmas holiday, play video games in his bedroom, and burrow into his arms for the most amazing embrace she had ever experienced in sixteen years of existence, she would have laughed in their face. Mostly because she and Arlo hadn’t talked to each other much at school, until recently, when she ran into him in the broom shed. He was a part of a the popular, “cool kid” crowd while she, well, she wasn’t. Lulu didn’t care what people thought of her and often made an ass of herself for the sake of a laugh. She was a clown. Looney Luna, some would call her.
The purple haired snake was stuck in adoration of the Lions face. His kind, emerald eyes, and thick eyelashes. She realized how chiseled his jaw was being up so close, with the cutest dimples… Her hand was about to raise to stroke the side of his face, partially to make sure it wasn't a dream, but the mattress shifted as Arlo reached toward Lulu to tuck her body under him. It was more assertive than before, and she obliged without thinking about it. Her insides melted, goosebumps covering her flesh as he breathed into her hair and his arm wrapped around her.
There wasn’t a single fiber inside her that didn’t melt to his touch when his body pressed against hers, fully welcoming his arms enveloping her frame and his weight on top of her. As much as snogging Arlo’s face off was at the back of her mind, she was enjoying the unexplainable tenderness they were sharing. She hadn’t ever been so close to someone in an affectionate way. A boy had never cuddled her like that. It was such a nice moment and she realized it was exactly was she wanted as her face buried into his chest.
Her heart swelled in her chest, effortlessly melting into Arlo’s arms as her arms snaked around his torso to clutch to him. Her shorter legs tangling with his longer ones. It was so incredibly nice, Lulu found herself in a moment of contemplation. She didn’t want to talk too much and ruin the moment by talking about animals or Peter Parker jokes.
Arlo's declaration of their cuddle being nice brought a smile to her face. She giggled and nodded her head with agreement into his hand that was hovering close to her tresses. ”I reckon I could fall asleep right now..” she agreed as she breathed him in contently with droopy eye lids, tightening her embrace a bit. Lulu was relaxed, but she felt like her heart was inflating in her chest. ”You smell so lovely.” she giggled, nuzzling into his neck and hoodie. Her hand stroked down his spine, aimlessly tracing shapes in his back with her fingers as her thoughts drifted. Lulu felt safe in Arlo’s warm embrace, she was already dreading having to let go at some point. She never would have expected to feel safe in Arlo's arms but suddenly she felt like she could forget the world.
Arlo Bletchley
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