Posts by Sleep_Deprived

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Benedict grinned once she put her hand on his thigh, though he was already smiling as she leaned into him. Wow, He thought, She was fast... He chuckled quietly. It was easy to tell that she was inching closer to her drunken state. She was very comfortable leaning into him. "That's cool." He murmured, wrapping his hand around her waist, wedging it between her and the back of the couch.

Ben began rubbing her side again with his hand, smiling. He took another, larger drink and swallowed, slowly blinking afterward. When she leaned forward, Ben laughed a bit. "What's that?" He asked, amused. "You like dragons then, yeah?"

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]{Ohhhh, bold statement. Haha, but yeah, I have thought about that... It makes it easier by far, but it feels weird saying he isn't a shifter, you know? I guess.... It seems smart... Okay.... Yeah. Fine, Jewel is a shifter no more}

Jewel blushed, leaning back in his seat, surprised. He squeezed her hand before letting it go, a little uncomfortable now. He sighed, crossing his arms against his chest as he sternly glared at Fey. "I wasn't lying." He said, furrowing his brow. "I'm twenty-one, okay?" It unfurrowed. "Why would you say that I'm lying?" Because you are, you lying mother-effing b*st*rd. He was nineteen, actually, but why did she really care? He didn't care how old she was, to some extent, he really didn't need to marked down as a pedophile, but she wasn't that young. He didn't think. She said she was eighteen.

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]{Sí... Sí...}

He looked down to his lap, frowning. Why does she have to be so sensitive.... It's making me feel bad... Jewel felt like a child, embarrassed at how much she seemed to be feeling. When he looked back up, just to look at the coffee on the table, he sighed. He still was mad though. "Why did you have to say that?" He asked, "Fey... I'm twenty-one." He repeated sternly, but his voice was softer. She was making him paranoid, he couldn't help it. He trusted her somewhat, but was by far not ready to trust her entirely. "Okay? Twenty-one... Don't say I'm lying again."

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]He did, actually. A cross on his chest, and, surprised she hadn't seen it already, a compass on his forearm. Ben nodded, grinning. "I do. Do you wanna see? It's in no place private, promise." Maybe he should have blushed with that, but he didn't, he didn't quite see the embarrassment in the sentence.

Benedict didn't wait for her to answer, he just lifted his shirt up to his collarbone, revealing a cross tattoo on his muscle toned chest and stomach. With his other hand, the one with the compass rose, he held it out for her to see, still holding his shirt with the other hand. Ben chuckled, biting the inside of his lip. "I got the one on my forearm when I was younger. I just woke up from a party, which I didn't remember, and had it. At least it wasn't something like a.... Apple... Or whatever...."

{I'll just show you... I need to get these pictures anyway:

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Jewel picked through his food as well, sighing. He didn't answer at first, he just frowned. Once he did answer though, his head was kept low. "I wouldn't." He murmured. He felt like he was talking to his mother. It was horrible. But he didn't want to make things too much worse. He couldn't exactly obey her every wish, or she do the same to him, but he also could not lay down and take it. "But you look like you're seventeen... Sixteen even, how could I believe you're twenty-one?" He finally looked back up, setting his fork down and crossing his arms against his chest. "See, I look twenty-one, I say I'm twenty-one, therefore I am twenty-one. You, on the other hand, look sixteen, say you're eighteen, so you are definitely not twenty-one." He narrowed his eyes, pursing his lips. "Logic." My logic anyway.

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Bump! Just wanted to make sure you remembered.

[justify][font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]Sin... I haven't thought about sin since I was six. Jewel uncrossed his arms, sighing. "I don't listen to a lot of music..." He murmured, staring down at his food. "But... I guess rock... Maybe alternative." He shrugged. "You?" He asked, his own blue eyes raking over her.

[justify][font=times new roman][size=8][color=white]{Might not be in awhile, just have to wait.... Like until next year... Possibly... Well, bye}

[justify][font=times new roman][size=8][color=white]{I'm going to be off awhile... A long while. Might not be able to reply until Christmas.... Sadly}

[justify][font=times new roman][size=8][color=white]{oh yeah, me too. It sucks ducks}

[justify][font=times new roman][size=8][color=white]{Aw, you too. Jewel will miss Fey.... Like, deep in his heart... He won't know it.... But he will}

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]{Well... I'm back! I overestimated the time I'd be gone, so....}

Trinity's touch on his skin made Ben shiver. He smiled, feeling the hair on his arms stand on end. It would be lying to say he wanted Trinity to stop. It wouldn't be lying, to say that he wanted her to lay her hands somewhere else. Once she sat her hand back down, Ben dropped his shirt, leaning back into the couch. He hesitated a moment, but then reached over to grab his drink, taking a large swallow. He looked down into the cup, only a small amount left. "So...." He started, sighing when he realized he had nothing to say. He looked back up at her, grinning. "What do you do for fun?" He asked.

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]{I'm baaaack! Earlier tha expected}

"Look, just drop it." Jewel sighed, looking down at his partially eaten salad and sighing. "I'm sorry, I overreacted, and you don't have to keep apoligizing either, about anything." He shook his head, not really moved by the kiss at all. It was just a touch to him.

{Sorry it's so short....}

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]"No," Jewel quickly replied, picking up his fork and eating. He really didn't like salad, especially this kind. What the hell is this!? Man, I hate this cob crap... He grimaced, but didn't allow Fey to see. All it would have shown her, was yet another reason to not give him a chance. Though, he did admit he was being kind of an *ss anyway.

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]Benedict's grin widened, the warmth of her and the location of her hand making him feel an odd sensation of comfort and excitement. He rested a hand on his lap, tapping his fingets lightly against his jeans. "I like to write." He answered, looking down at Trinity with bright eyes. "But I do other stuff too.... Though I can't really think of anything right now." He chuckled softly, shrugging.

He took another sip of his drink, and now it was empty. Ben set it back down on the table, having to lean to do so though. He sighed as he made himself comfortable again. "But uh... Well, I don't know." He shook his head slightly, once nore looking down at Trinity.

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]{Haha, it's okay, I've done that plenty of times... And what was the question? You've caught my curiosity, and left me hanging!}

Jewel blushed, feeling the need to shrink back into his seat. He stopped eating the food, quite glad to really, and set his fork inti the plate. He had a small fork-full inside his mouth, and although it was just a few leaves, the taste was unbearable. He turned in his seat, hiding his face a moment and grabbing a napkin. He spit the greens into the napkin, trying to make it just a little bit quiet as Fey was across from him. He looked back up after, setting the used cloth close to him. "I would have eaten it, I just didn't want be rude and not finish the sandwich." He said. "You know, by being full." He raised his brow at Fey, then grasping the sandwich. He took a large bite, glad the much better taste of the sandwich was drowning out the horrible taste of the salad.

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]{That would have been quite awkward, yes. Haha, but that's funny. I think if that had ever happened to me, I would have said yes and then quickly add, "But his other girlfriend is in the bathroom." (Though if she went to his church, it would kind of ruin it) }

Jewel just rolled his eyes, scratching his forehead with one of his hands holding the sandwich, and then taking another bite. He swallowed and smiled mockingly back at her. "It's fine, and no, I'm prety sure everyone in their right mind hates spinach. It's disgusting." He frowned, shaking his head a bit. "Sandwiches are much much better."

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]Jewel nodded, biting his lip. "I am calling you crazy." He confirmed, smiling a little. "And now you're giving me even more of a reason to call you crazy. Parsley? Eeeew." His smile widened and Jewel gently kicked her foot beneath the table, taking another bite of his sandwich until there was only a few bites left. He swallowed and then eyed the sandwich after. "How does a salad fill you up, anyway? It's like eating diet pills."

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]"That whole explanation is lost to me. I have no idea what you just said, and now I have no want to." Jewel smirked, nudging her again with his foot. He took yet another bite of his sandwich and finished it off quickly without taking any notice to the parsley's location. He couldn't taste it.

[align=center][font=times new roman][size=8][color=red]Jewel narrowed his eyes, confused. "What are you talking about?" He tried to focus on the taste in his mouth, but he came up with nothing. "Did you put parsley in my sandwich?" He asked, smiling.