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Post by tracey jasmine davis on Aug 4, 2011 23:48:20 GMT -5
Tracey followed along with the cheers, though she wondered in what capacity Theodore meant. It wasn't really a gain for him at all; he had the same problem that Blaise did, she would never be more to him than just sex. But she supposed for Theo, that was all he wanted. Blaise seemed to want more then pulled back, which was Tracey's source of infinite frustration. "It is, indeed," She agreed with him, smirking before licking her lips quite enticingly. After all, he was to her what she was to him, anyway; a body that provided pleasure, and occasionally warmth to sleep beside.
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Post by theodore royce nott on Aug 8, 2011 3:58:49 GMT -5
After the toast Theodore found himself simply looking Tracey over. It had been a while since he had seen her last and it was a habit of his to reacquaint himself with her beauty each time they met again. There was always something changing about her, still Tracey was growing into a beautiful woman. Her skin bronze, eyes deep and piercing and those lips, how he longed to have them touching various parts of his body yet again. To feel her nails rack into his back as passion gripped a hold of her body. The Bourbon was soothing him considerably and thoughts of Tracey mellowed him out even more. “I have missed you.” Theo informed, harmless in the admittance. She was well aware of what it was about her that he missed. They had an understanding.
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Post by tracey jasmine davis on Aug 9, 2011 0:10:32 GMT -5
Tracey smiled, coyly, before laying her hand on his thigh again. "Surely you have others that you go to in my absence, Theo" She purred, though she cared very little and was just stroking his ego, "A handsome fellow like you could have anyone he wanted, I'm sure." Anyone with eyes, at the very least. She, and any other woman, would be foolish not to take Theo any way he was offering himself. Especially in a situation like hers where the man she loved didn't love her back and caused problems on a weekly basis, toying with her emotions. She took a sip of her wine, trying to forget that as she appraised him as he had done her. "But I must admit I've missed you too."
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Post by theodore royce nott on Aug 10, 2011 16:36:17 GMT -5
A tip of his head was all the confirmation that Theodore needed to give. He wasn’t the boastful type, in comparison to many of his former housemates, in fact, he could have been easily considered as humble. It wasn’t arrogance that made Theo so attractive, but confidence and he was smart enough to realize the thin line that separated the two and to mind it as well. There were others, some regulars, like Tracey, and others were simply random women that he had picked up at establishments much like the one that they were sitting in now. Theo knew what Tracey was doing, but whether it was genuine opinion or merely to inflate his ego mattered very little. The fact of the matter was that, either way, he could appreciate the effort. Hearing that she missed him too came to no surprise. After dealing with Blaise he must have been refreshing for Tracey. Theodore was no nonsense, only there to be an indulgence of sin, and that was the way that they both liked it. Angling his body so that he faced Tracey a little more he offered her a breezy smile. “Glad we have that settled.” A pause to take another relishing sip of his drink Theo looked Tracey over once more. “How’s the fashion line going?” Idle chatter, a bit of catching up, wouldn’t hurt, and it gave Tracey time for people to see them in public, which was always a proviso of hers. She wanted Blaise to hear about it.
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