[For Eden]

Jan. 5th, 2008 02:51 am
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cont. from this thread


"Guy's probably off getting wasted somewhere," Brodie said with a shrug. The hell if he knew whether or not the guy really WAS, but considering all of the other islanders who'd chosen to go that route at the party, it was a pretty safe bet. Or maybe he was off stabbing innocent people with wooden stakes or some shit. Whatever.

For a second, Brodie tried to remember if he'd ever done anything like this with Rene. Sure, they'd gone to the occasional party back in high school, and Brodie was pretty sure she'd pulled him into a coat room once or twice-- once during that magical night when he'd actually seen SMOKEY FUCK THE GODDAMN BANDIT ON A POOL TABLE-- but this would be the first time in a fucking age that he'd had a girl in his room without worrying about his Mom bursting in.

The woman had serious privacy issues.

Date: 2008-01-05 06:47 pm (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (If you weren't real I'd make you up.)
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"Him and half the party," Eden said wryly. There'd been a time when she would have gladly joined them; it had taken almost more willpower than she had not to as it was. Maybe this was her reward for being so good all night - this, and the fact that she was sober for it wasn't a bad thing either, whatever it was.

The thing was, for all the nervous thrill of it, mostly Eden felt comfortable. Back behind the desire and the waiting, past the uncertainty about what came next and what would happen tomorrow and after, was the simple sense of being at ease and in the moment. Heading down the stairs, she smiled. "I can think of better ways to start the year."

Date: 2008-01-08 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
"What, like pot?" Brodie asked, though he was pretty sure he knew what she was talking about. But he'd had his nights of getting wasted, though they'd mostly been in high school. Fucking high school keggers, man.

They reached the hallway where Brodie's room was, and he hoped to STAN LEE and all that was fucking holy that his roommate really WAS gone. If he wasn't, odds were, the stake-wielding bastard was gonna get his.

Date: 2008-01-08 05:31 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Angel with an attitude.)
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"Well, if you'd rather head back upstairs," Eden deadpanned, "I'm pretty sure I saw some." She hadn't touched the stuff in over a year, coming clean of all that had circulated in L.A. It was all up there now, though, and not just the behind-the-compound crap, but at the start of the year, you were supposed to stay good, not slip back into old and questionable habits, right?

She smiled, shrugging as they headed toward his room. "Mostly, though, I was thinking you could kiss me again."

Date: 2008-01-09 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
"Yeah, I was just gonna drag you down here, show you the digs and then split. What the fuck do I look like?" He stopped, realized what he'd said, and that he'd rather she not answer. "Wait. Don't answer that."

Fuck upstairs, Eden had just come up with the best idea he'd heard all night. Shit or get off the pot, right? So before Eden could change her mind, Brodie tugged her close to kiss her again, even though the whole point of leaving the fucking party in the first place had been to find a place where their height difference wasn't such a factor.

Date: 2008-01-09 01:44 am (UTC)
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Well, she could deal with the height difference if he was going to keep doing that.

Changing her mind hadn't even entered Eden's thoughts as a possibility. She'd been - well, not waiting for this chance, because that implied she'd expected it could happen and she'd been pretty sure Halloween had blown that right out of the water. It was nice, on occasion, to be wrong.

Reaching up as she returned the kiss, she slid her arms around Brodie's neck. "I wouldn't dream of it," she said, and though she was likely pressed too close for him to see clearly, she smiled.

Date: 2008-01-09 01:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Brodie tried to push out of his head how goddamned corny all of this seemed: the whole whisking the chick away from the party to go off in secret thing. But if this wasn't romance, then Brodie didn't know what was. He didn't realize when he was kissing her again, more enthusiastically than the first time, but not like he was about to lose his shit or anything.

Date: 2008-01-10 06:44 am (UTC)
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Even romance, at some point, had to cede way to the simple, incontrovertible fact represented by a height difference of more than a foot. Eden let herself drop down for a moment, laughing lightly. "Come on," she said. Sooner was better than later, mostly in that it left fewer opportunities for her to stumble or do something too clumsy to cover gracefully, but she'd already had reason enough to be irritated, at times, with her genes without stooping to fussing over a few inches.

Date: 2008-01-11 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
This whole thing would have been a lot easier if Eden wasn't being so
goddamned adorable. As it was, Brodie was pretty fucking tempted to
just stay right there in the hallway. But, of course, that would probably result in some kind of back problem. And seeing as he wasn't an EIGHTY YEAR OLD GERIATRIC, he wasn't too excited about the idea.

He stood up to his full height to lead Eden the rest of the way down the hall, and then into his room, which was, except for the judging eyes of Wolverine from a nearby comic, empty.

Tonight, Weapon X was gonna have to mind his own fucking business.

Date: 2008-01-12 05:21 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Can't start a fire without a spark.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
Inside the room, Eden turned slowly around as if taking in the view and turned to Brodie with a small, mock-serious nod. "He still think you're a vampire?" she asked, smirking. Given that it seemed like the actual vampire had been found, she doubted that would be a problem, but some people didn't see sense like that.

She stepped backwards until she came to a stop and sat down on a bed with a flourish of her hands, smoothing the skirt of her dress on either side of her. Turning her head up, she smiled and ever so slightly raised her eyebrows, expectant.

Date: 2008-01-13 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
"Fuck if I know," Brodie said with a shrug, "I don't really talk to the guy. But he hasn't tried to stab me through the heart, if that's what you mean."

Though if Eden was making fucking small talk about THAT guy, then Brodie was obviously doing something wrong.

"Is my roommate REALLY the only thing you can think about right now?" He was almost offended.

Date: 2008-01-15 05:22 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Like catching sunlight in a jar.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
When Eden laughed, it wasn't just a sound; it was her eyes lighting up, wrinkling at the corners, her mouth tugging into the tight smile of someone trying not to laugh. It was a brightening, going from mere light to incandescence.

She bit her lip, drawing her feet up onto the bed, pulling her knees toward her. "I can think of plenty of other things," she said sweetly, "but if you want to come over here, I might be open to suggestions."

Date: 2008-01-16 05:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Thank fucking Christ. Because Brodie was starting to get a little worried for a second. The next thing you knew, the two of them were gonna end up talking about the WEATHER for God sakes.

'How's the snow?'

'Cold.'

BIG DEAL.

It reminded him of this one time, when his cousin Walter had gotten his dick stuck to a frozen over telephone pole. True story. Some guy had dared him to do it and everything. Walter figured he'd do it, be done with it and collect on the street cred he'd get for it. Too bad he'd ended up like a fucked up version of that kid from the Christmas Story movie.

But anyway, at least Eden didn't REALLY want to talk about his roommate.

Brodie figured that was an invitation if he'd ever heard one and took a seat next to her. "Yeah? Like what?" He asked, playing dumb, starting to grin. Eden was hot when she laughed like that.

Date: 2008-01-16 06:46 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Something in the way she held a stare.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
"Like what other things? Oh, I don't know." Eden placed her hand on the bed beside her, leaning her weight on it as she turned toward Brodie. She tilted her head to the side, shrugging. For a moment, she considered making a joke, saying she was thinking about the comics around the room instead, but there was a joke and then there was the potential for accidentally setting off a conversation, which was directly linked to the chance that she would wind up drifting off while listening to Brodie talk about Spider-Man.

Actually, that didn't sound all that bad. Or, anyway, there was something weirdly endearing about the idea, as there was about Brodie in general, really. Falling asleep beside him some other night, some other time, that would be... nice. Nice in a way Eden couldn't quite articulate or understand, beyond a sort of mild, wondering frustration with the domesticity of the thought or the realization that she was letting her mind run off with her again. It wasn't, in any case, what Eden had envisioned for the night once she'd started envisioning anything at all.

The point was, certain as she was that she'd win out in a contest between comics and the possibility of sex, there were still some risks - and detours - a girl didn't want to take.

Like what? he'd asked, like he couldn't guess. Like that she wanted him closer. Like she'd been wanting to do something, say something, make a move and her nerves had long failed her. Like she was glad he'd kissed her, like she hoped he would again. Like there was a time and a place for being serious and this wasn't it, but what happened tomorrow?

"Like," she said slowly, softly, "oh, that we made it all the way down those stairs and we're sitting on a bed and... and that the operative word is 'sitting.'"

Date: 2008-01-18 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Had Eden mentioned the collected comics around the room, Brodie's first conversational impulse wouldn't have been steered been towards the adventures contained within, but towards the fact that the vast majority of them were without fucking bags and boards. It was like the goddamn dark ages. At the rate he was going, they'd all be worthless before he had a chance to protect them properly.

But as it was, Eden hadn't mentioned Brodie's ever growing comic collection, so at the moment, it was one of the furthest things from his mind, believe it or not.

"Why don't you cut a guy a break here?" He said, raising his eyebrows slightly, "I'm working up to it, alright?"

Jesus. First chicks wanted romance, and then they didn't. Brodie was beginning to believe it was all some goddamned conspiracy to make guys look bad.

Date: 2008-01-18 02:58 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Something in the way she held a stare.)
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"Working up to it?" Eden echoed, smiling, arching an eyebrow.

She leaned toward him, almost hesitating. She wasn't nervous exactly. Mostly she was as far from nervous as it got, confidence amplified, feeling more like a version of herself she particularly liked, more like she knew what she was doing. There were little signals to send, ways to say things without speaking, and she was well-versed in them, though she'd hardly needed them before, when a few well emphasized words had been sufficient for anything she'd wanted.

It wasn't like she hadn't kissed or slept with any number of guys, but it had only meant something one other time before, and that was such a long time in the past - another lifetime ago, really. And this, this meant something. It did to her anyway. So she wasn't nervous or worried, but she was, maybe, a little anxious, which wasn't quite the same thing. Whatever happened, happened, and she wasn't about to turn down chances just because she didn't know what came after. It was just, for the first time she could really remember, what came after mattered.

"I guess I could cut you a little break," she said, starting to grin. "It being New Year's and all." Screw tomorrow and what came after. She'd find out when she got there. Closing the distance between them, she kissed him softly.

Date: 2008-01-19 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Okay, so Brodie hadn't made out with anybody since Rene had pulled that letter writing shit and broken up with him. That didn't mean he was pussying out with the whole 'working up to it' thing. MAYBE he was trying out the sensitive guy schtick. Eff Rene- he could play the role of the concerned, sensitive guy, no problem.

Brodie grinned and shrugged both shoulders, cupping the back of Eden's head with one hand as he pulled her closer to return the kiss. Fuck, but he should have done this way back when they'd gone out on that date, because Eden was a pretty good kisser. And it helped that he'd WANTED to do this for a while now. And not just since he'd seen her with that guy on Halloween.

Date: 2008-01-20 03:08 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Signing on for a storm at sea.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
Eden leaned forward. With her legs draped over the side, it was difficult to edge nearer, and nearer was where she wanted to be. Sliding her hands up onto Brodie's shoulders to steady herself, she drew her legs up onto the bed and beneath her. It was easier to move in closer from there, to angle her head just right and brush a hand up his neck to cup his cheek.

God, he felt so good against her, skin warm beneath her fingers. She tried to remember how long it had been since she'd first wanted this, how long they'd been working up to it, but the weeks blurred together and thinking wasn't exactly first priority at the moment. With as many months as had gone by, it barely made a difference to take her time now; moving slowly, taking in every detail, made sense. It was sweet, even. That didn't keep her from pressing closer.

Date: 2008-01-20 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Brodie turned his body so that he didn't have to stretch his neck so damn far, deepening the kiss without thinking about it. He was like fucking Han Solo about all this, like in Empire, right before Vader'd frozen him in carbonite.

But after another moment or two, Brodie figured to hell with it and pulled her up onto his lap and closer, mid-kiss even. And with one arm around her and one hand having shifted to someplace in her hair, he was starting to be pretty fucking sure that he'd gone beyond Solo-like badassery. At least when it came to the fact that he'd hadn't gotten his shit together to finally get together with Leia until the end of the fucking saga.

Date: 2008-01-20 07:11 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Lovers in a painting by Chagall.)
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With no offense meant to Han Solo, Eden wouldn't have traded places right then for... actually, comparisons and lists of things she would, in other circumstances, have ostensibly traded spots for weren't coming to mind, but it would have had to have been pretty damn good to get her out of there.

The move surprised her, and she gasped against his mouth, almost laughed; there was nothing funny about the situation in the least, but there was a kind of giddiness rising up through everything else, almost a relief. Wrapping an arm around his neck and her legs around his waist, she sighed appreciatively. God, it had been too damn long since she'd done this properly. Reaching down with her free hand, she slipped it beneath the hem of his shirt in search of more skin to touch, letting her hand run over his side around to his back. It wasn't that slow was over-rated or anything, she liked slow, slow was great; it was just something they could always, maybe, work back towards later.

Date: 2008-01-21 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Brodie wasn't too thrilled with the 'taking it slow' approach either, so it wasn't like he was gonna argue when Eden decided to speed things up, when she had her hand under his shirt and on his back. In fact, it was all he could do to keep himself from making a little whimpering noise like a pussy.

Luckily, he held it back, and instead, groaned deep in his throat at the touch, shifting his attention from his lips to her neck. All he could think in that moment was that he wanted her closer, but fuck if he could do much more about that they way they were, and fuck if he actually wanted to move right then.

Date: 2008-01-21 01:31 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Paradise lost.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
Eden's breath caught in her throat as she tilted her head back. Sliding a hand up to catch in his hair, her own thoughts tended in the direction of closer and the fact that maybe, in a strange way, waiting had been worthwhile. Maybe all the patience and the waiting, all the building up and the wanting, maybe that was a good thing, made this all the better, or maybe it really was just that it had been forever since she'd done this. Or maybe it was just that it was Brodie on the other end of everything, nearer than he'd ever been before, but damn, whatever it was, the wait had been worth it. "Oh god," she said, and it was little more than a breath.

She wanted to move with him as much as she didn't want to move at all, just feel him beneath her, his mouth hot on her skin as she arched into the feel of it. She wanted more and closer and she wanted it now, but saying anything seemed out of the realm of imagining right then.
Edited Date: 2008-01-21 01:45 am (UTC)

Date: 2008-01-21 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] segaboybrodie.livejournal.com
Brodie knew from experience that those kinds of sounds were always a GOOD thing, and probably meant that he'd hit an especially excellent spot on her neck. But he wasn't about to get cocky about it, but it was a good sign, anyway. He pulled her closer with the arm that was wrapped around her waist, splaying his fingers out over her hip, almost gripping the fabric.

The dress that Eden was wearing presented both good things and bad things. The good being that Brodie had a fucking All-Access pass to her neck and clavicle, which he was making good use of, as he ran his mouth down towards her shoulder. That and that Eden looked DAMN HOT in it.

The bad part of it was that it meant that there was no WORKING UP to what came next. No 'first the socks, then the jacket'. It was an all or nothing deal right about now.

Date: 2008-01-21 05:45 am (UTC)
wishesandsmoke: (Over the shoulder smile.)
From: [personal profile] wishesandsmoke
It was hard to say if it hurt or helped that the dress's low back didn't really allow for a bra. As it was, Eden was clueless about the dilemma it presented for Brodie. All she knew was, his hands and mouth were close but not there yet. For a moment, it occurred to her that his roommate the vampire hunter could potentially walk in at any moment and there was no way of preventing that, but the thought disappeared quickly. It was just another bridge to cross if the need arrived, because there were far more important things to be dealing with right then.

Trying to find an angle that let him keep doing that, she took hold of his other hand, guiding him down to the curve of her breast, 'cause god knew she had no intention of stopping him. Fuck, if she could have reached the back of the dress and undone the knot herself, she would have, but there was only so much a girl could manage at one time. "You have no idea," she murmured, "how much..." I've wanted this. You. She bit her lip and let the rest of the sentence drift away. Another time. She'd mention that some other time. Instead, now, she shifted her position, angling up into the hand at her hip.

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