Indecision

Aug. 31st, 2013 12:32 pm
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There was a light positioned over the Kay's office that illuminated a square of orange. Holly was standing in that square, examining the vending machine's offerings. She had gone down to the ice machine with her little plastic bucket. It sat on the ground next to her feet as she sorted through the small pile of change in her palm.

The brunette found two quarters, deposited them, and pressed the rectangular button for an orange. She heard the machine come to life, but then it stalled. Holly bent to check for the soda. "Again?"

She banged her hand against the machine in a halfhearted attempt to get the thing moving again.

Since her memorable night out at the club, Holly hadn't strayed far from her motel room. She flipped through the few television channels, paged idly through some magazines, and re-painted her toenails about 5 times.

Holly had settled on emerald green.

Now she stood there, not wanting to go back to her room, and not wanting to venture out into Searchlight. She stared at the taunting, magnified picture of a Coke, beads of condensation sweating down the can.

"I hate you."

on 2013-09-02 10:45 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] daniel_stacy
“Holy shit, Holly.” Daniel took in the sight of her and rubbed his mouth, muffling his next words. “You’re killing me.” All too serious, he heaved a sigh and bent his head to her bare shoulder, making contact first with his nose, then his open mouth. When he found he could taste her skin without clamping down, he adventured a little higher… Higher, still, until he discovered the raised track of her jugular vein. The tip of his tongue mapped it, pressed down hard to count the beats.

Maybe this was a test. Could he separate sex from feeding?

Daniel hooked his index finger into the middle of her bra. The tug was playful. “Got any plans for the next hour?”

He was determined.

He was going to get an A on this test.

on 2013-09-02 11:43 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] daniel_stacy
Daniel kept eye contact as he stripped out of his shirt. He wadded it up and tossed it, impatient to get his arms around Holly and bring her into him, to shrink the space between her torso and his. She was hot under the palms of his hands.

“No teeth,” he promised as he unfastened the hooks on her bra. It was only fair. She didn’t bring a crucifix to the party.

Eyes open, he kissed her. He decided he liked her eyeliner. It was kind of trashy, like she’d gone on a bender and stumbled into the next day in yesterday’s make-up. But that was good, the English rose turned on its ear, and the accent… bonus points for the accent. “In exchange,” he added, “You have to say my name at least five times. Ten, if you’re generous.”

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