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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 5, 2009 19:13:30 GMT 1
Enough was enough. The gang had been teasing them for the apparent tension between them for too long now, and it was driving her insane. She either left, or she got rid of that tension. She chose the latter.
Robin had left early to do drop offs on his own, something which really annoyed her. He had been going off on his own for a while now, and something told her he was avoiding her. So she had headed the way she knew he would come back, standing behind a tree. She hoped he would show before she lost her nerve.
Finally she saw him, apparently he had not noticed her. Well that wouldn't do. She started following him quietly, biting her lip, before she caught up with him, pushing him hard against a tree, pulling his lips to hers.
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 5, 2009 19:21:35 GMT 1
It had been a long day. Robin had left Marian at camp, needing to get things done on his own. That had, of course, only added to the problem. They both knew full well why he couldn't handle being around her for long at the moment.
He was almost back at camp when he felt it. A presence, as if someone was watching him. Before he even had a chance to figure out who or what it was, he was being slammed against a tree. When he saw who it was, he relaxed, but he didn't even get a chance to say her name before she was kissing him.
Stunned, all he could do was respond, his hands finding their way into her hair as the kiss became more urgent, fueled by the need he could no longer hold back.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 5, 2009 19:26:44 GMT 1
His hands had started to hold at her tightly, and she couldn't help but press her full body against him. The childish voice telling her it was wrong was shouting at her, but she didn't listen. They were going to be married and she loved him, how could it be wrong?
Her hands found their way into his hair, running through it slowly. There wasn't an inch of her not touching him. Pulling back, she started to kiss at his neck, letting him know what she wanted.
"Everyone's busy," she muttered, her way of telling him it was safe.
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 5, 2009 19:37:32 GMT 1
Her body pressed fully against his, and Robin groaned at the contact. He wanted her so badly. His hands fell to her shoulders when she ran her hands through his hair, leaning in to the touch.
When she kissed his neck, his head tipped back slightly to rest against the tree without him realising it was happening, even as his hands pulled her closer still.
Her words made her intentions clear, and that only further built his need. He could hardly believe that Marian was doing this. Was she just giving him what she wanted, or did she want this now too? He dismissed the thought as quickly as it came, focusing instead on the feel of her lips against his skin.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 5, 2009 19:47:38 GMT 1
When he didn't push her away she took that as a good sign, her hand going to the bottom of his hooded top, lifting it up as far as she could. She had to pull away from her task for a moment, forcing him to lift his arms, before she pulled the hooded top off his head, dropping it to the forest floor.
Her hand went straight to the bottom of his shirt, pulling it loose from his trousers as she again forced him to lift his arms. She didn't want to slow down this part, she knew that if she did she would let nerves take over, and the side of her mind that was battling that this was wrong would win.
The second she got to skin, her hands were on him, her lips gently kissing at his chest. One hand slowly ran down his side, careful not to hurt where she knew the scar was, before it ran down to rest on his bum, something she had never done before. She was taking control, she had to be in control, otherwise she would scare too easily.
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 6, 2009 0:15:18 GMT 1
Robin didn't resist, lifting his arms to let her remove first one, and then the other top. He could hardly believe she was being so bold. Marian had never been this way with him before. He almost said something, but didn't want to break the spell.
As soon as her hands and then her mouth found their way to his chest, his hands dropped from her shoulders to her hips, holding her closer still. When he could feel her touch soften at his side, he brought his hand up to cover hers, letting her know she wouldn't hurt him with the action.
He was probably being selfish, not returning any of her touches with his own, but as her hands roamed further, he couldn't bring himself to care.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 6, 2009 0:23:08 GMT 1
She smiled as he pulled her closer, her lips stopping their gentle kisses. Looking up at him, she did not move her hand, only used it to guide him even closer to her. She grinned, not taking her eyes from him.
"I love you, Robin."
She knew she did not have to say it, but she felt the need to. It meant so much to her, meant that she trusted him with everything she had.
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 6, 2009 0:38:18 GMT 1
He wrapped his arms around her waist, keeping her close as he returned her smile. "And I love you, Marian." It was the first words he had said to her since she had shoved him against the tree. He hoped she didn't expect many more.
He leaned down just far enough to kiss her, one of his arms sliding up to the back of her head when it became a desperate, more urgent action.
Her hands were proving to be very big distractions, and he lost himself in the kiss, his hands moving to hold her face in his palms as it continued.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 6, 2009 0:50:14 GMT 1
She smiled when his hands wound into her hair, her free hand going to the nape of his neck, her other hand digging into the cloth of his trousers a little, still not moving from its position. His kiss was far more insistent, and she began to find that she did not care if all the gang suddenly showed up, she was not going to stop.
The hand at his neck slowly ran up to his hair when he cupped her face, and she wished she could get closer. Not a part of them was apart and yet she felt like there was still a gap between them.
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 6, 2009 0:56:10 GMT 1
Robin could not stop the moan into the kiss at the feel of her hands. One was in his hair, the other seeming to want to pull him even closer, although they were practically pressed against each other.
He slid his hands down her back, loosening the ties on the back of her top. When he reached the bottom, he grasped it in his hands, pulling back from the kiss long enough to pull it over her head, the action forcing her hands away from him for a moment. As soon as he had tossed it aside he pulled her back to him, back into the kiss, holding her body against his.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 6, 2009 1:04:00 GMT 1
The moment he pulled her back to him, she moaned into the kiss, the feel of so much skin against her own was a first. She ran her hand back into his hair, her other arm gooing around his waist firmly. her hand stroked at his side gently, letting herself melt into the kiss.
They were really going to do this? After so many times of trying, they would finally go through with it. She just hoped she did not lose her courage.
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 6, 2009 1:21:29 GMT 1
Robin felt his desire growing as her hand stroked his side. He moved to kiss her neck, his hand trailing up her side.
"Marian...are you sure this is what you want?" He really, really hoped the answer would be one he wanted to hear, but he had to ask. Up until this point she had been so adamant that they wait. He didn't want her to have changed her mind just because of him. It had to be about her, too.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 6, 2009 1:30:13 GMT 1
Marian nodded, her hand running up his chest to cup his cheek. He really thought this wasn't what she wanted? If she did not want this then she would not have initiated it, or allowed him to keep going.
"I want this."
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Post by Robin Hood on Aug 6, 2009 2:36:00 GMT 1
At her confirmation, he nodded, pulling her back to him, his hand sliding down her bare back as he pressed kisses across the exposed flesh of her neck and shoulders, where ever he could reach from the position they were in.
"Good," he smiled against her skin, his kisses becoming more insistent, his hand at her back pulling her hips close against his.
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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Aug 6, 2009 7:06:26 GMT 1
She moaned as his kisses became harder, knowing he wanted more now she said that. She moaned when he pulled her closer by the waist, but only found her hands seperating them again. They slowly ran down his chest, before landing at the ties of his trousers.
It was now or never. If she went further, she would not stop. If she stopped now she would never forgive herself. Taking a deep breath, she decided to be brave, her hands shaking a little as she pulled at the ties, She loved him, and she could do this.
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