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Post by marco on Oct 31, 2007 7:10:11 GMT -5
Marco was coming home from the University's labs late in the afternoon when Teresa had borrowed his car and told him that she'd pick him up near the cemetary, just to avoid the evening traffic, and so he agreed.
He was wearing his classical lab coat and a coat suit beneath it, simply to look more professional, and because he had a Pre-law class earlier that morning. All day he couldn't help but think about Teresa, and their upcoming marriage. He had already booked the facility and the Honeymoon location. They only had to choose the date, and the guests list, and the outfits. He sighed, thinking about the amount of work left to do, but he knew that it would be worth it in the end.
He stood as the gates of the cemetary and waited, occasionally straddling in the cemetary just to take a look around, but never staying over ten minutes, so he wouldn't miss Teresa. No one else even passed since he stood there, and he wanted Teresa to come more urgently as time passed.
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Post by bestmann on Oct 31, 2007 13:57:40 GMT -5
Teresa pulled up in front of the cemetary in Marco's black car. She was casually dressed as she was not expecting to come of of the tinted car. She noticed that the man was no where in the area where she told him to be, and she sighed, a bit restless and annoyed that he didnt follow her instructions, especially after she explained it to him a dozen of times. She got out of the car, she was only wearing a huge white shirt that stopped to her knees and a slippers, her hair long and curly resting on her hips.
The keys began to jingle as she made her way through the cemetary, at some points shaking it louder so he would at least hear that she is here, and ready. She sighed, and shouted, "Marco!" She hoped that he didnt leave her.
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Post by marco on Nov 1, 2007 9:41:59 GMT -5
Marco was in the small room, that looked somewhat like an office without any furniture, when he heard Teresa's voice. He peered out of the window at her, making sure that it wasnt some set up, and then he ran outside, leaving the door open as he greeted her, holding her up in his arms and kissing her on the lips. "Thought you'd never come." Marco stated as he held her, his eyes locked into his. He was still smiling, then he placed her on the ground. "Give me a minute to get my stuff ok?" He said as he headed back to the room that he was in previously.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 1, 2007 9:49:53 GMT -5
She had a slight blush as he boy held her in his arms, he always knew how to make her smile, if it was one reason she was to love him. Instead of waiting in the middle of the path at the cemetary, she followed him into the room and noticed that he must have been doing some sort of work, and she stood by the doors and waited for him to gather his belongings. She pulled the shirt down that she was wearing as she was feeling it being lift by a slight breeze that was passing by, she looked out to make sure the car was safe and then back at Marco.
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Post by marco on Nov 1, 2007 9:59:33 GMT -5
Marco had placed everything he had taken out back into his bag, he looked to see that Teresa was somewhat staring out of the window and he was curious as to what she was seeing. "What is it?" He questioned, throwing his bag onto his shoulders moving closer to the door, also peering out of the window now. He would kill anything that would come after Teresa, completely destroy their being if they even attempted to come after her. Teresa was his life, his everything.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 1, 2007 10:13:38 GMT -5
Teresa turned back to face Marco who was only inches away from her, Teresa's eyes were red and she had an aggressive expression on her face. She was in her environment, her zone, where evil was always rampant, and Teresa was feeding off of the energy of the dead. She stared into his eyes, her red eyes eminent as she raised her eyebrow. "Take me Marco!" She said suddenly, moving closer to him.
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Post by marco on Nov 1, 2007 16:05:51 GMT -5
Marco had never seen Teresa's eyes turn so suddenly on him, he knew that it usually happened when she was facing another being, and this scared him. "Honey! What do you mean?" He said taking a few steps backwards, acidentally falling over, his bags falling on top of him whilst his eyes remained focus on his future wife.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 1, 2007 16:50:52 GMT -5
Seeing the boy fall over, she was even move so delighted. She managed to snap a piece of wood from a wooden chair that was nearby, flinging the chair out of the window, smashing it, and she held it in her hands, using it has a dagger as she jumped onto Marco. Teresa held it up and was about to smash it down when suddenly, her empathy kicked in and she realized that this was not right, and that the love he felt for her was indeed real.
Her red eyes subsided, and she dropped the wood, but still sitting on the boy, her keys falling next to them. "Oh my, I'm so sorry honey. So sorry, can you forgive me?" She said in a soft sweet voice.
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Post by marco on Nov 2, 2007 7:20:42 GMT -5
Marco was still below Teresa when he noticed that she once again changed her personality, and was the sweet woman that he was going to marry. He looked up into her eyes that had changed by to its normal state, and then back down to the broken window that was kncoked by the wooden chair. Marco pulled on Teresa's neck, pulling her face to his and he kissed her passionately, reaffirming that he didnt mind it at all if she was affiliated with evil.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 2, 2007 18:59:29 GMT -5
The boy seemed to have attracted her to his lips, as she began to kiss him back. She was still on top of him and she took advantage of it, rubbing her hands up and down his chest, massaging as she went along. She began to kiss his neck when her empathy began to kick him, and was driving her wild once more. She once had a firm grip on her inner empath, but slowly she was losing it, and she blamed it all on Marco.
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Post by marco on Nov 3, 2007 10:05:58 GMT -5
The very thought of making love in a cemetary, surrounded by the dead, and out in the open, made Marco more adventurous. He turned over so that Teresa was now at the bottom and he was on top. Seeing that she was only wearing a big shirt, it was easy for him to reach to her most private areas. He began to penetrate her with his lips, starting from her neck and teasing her by stopping right at her naval. He ran his hands up and down her inner thighs, kissing her lips and her ear.
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Post by bestmann on Nov 5, 2007 16:57:03 GMT -5
Teresa raised her hands so that she was able to rip his shirt open, forcing many of the buttons to disperse. Teresa leaned up, grabbing his neck as she kissed him wildly as an animal finally finding food. She then rolled over and stood to her feet, her long shirt that was now half way raised over her head, she ripped off of her, throwing them to the floor. Teresa then sat on the top of him, his shirt now completely off, kissing him from his forehead down. She then took her now razor sharp nails and tore his pants that he was wearing off, now allowing her hands to move up and down intimately as she made love to the man she lusted.
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