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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 4:08:41 GMT -5
Eyes wondered to ivory cool lips as she watched the other speak, some of her wanted to kiss the girl again. Though she resisted, after all they hadn't really spoken what they were to one another . Of course she had this sneaking suspicion Alice wanted to leave it that way. Jessie was more then willing to honor that, at least for now. Yet those lips.
Her gaze shifted to the wired frames before a blush could cross her face. " Lovely work Alice, you have a true eye for detail."
It was true each stitch was perfected , at least as far as the Sowers skills allowed . Jessie was sure that Alice like most things had done her best to perfect the talent. " Oh , Alice I meant to ask, am I staying the night? "
This thought slightly worried her but she needed to know . If not she wondered if shed be heading back alone and if so .. Would she be staying in a room alone, with the possibility of her company being unwanted. Or even...
Her gaze shifted to Alices bed, would they share a bed? They had done so before but here, at the widows home it was all so different there were rules she was sure.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 4:35:01 GMT -5
Alice offered a wave of a lily-white hand to the compliment. "Ah, it's not that good."
Some dresses took the widow weeks to make. Sometimes months. Each stitch needing to be placed perfectly across the other. If frill or lace was needed to be made, each section of silken fabric had to be gradually crumpled and folded in such a way that they would hold when sewn together. A sewing machine would shorten that time, yes, though the widow preferred to make each dress by traditional hand. They felt more sentimental that way -- more personal. Besides, the last time she touched a sewing machine, her hand had gotten way to close to the threaded needle. Throw in the inabity to feel pain, and you have a needle impaled through a finger and hand connected by a string of thread. Surely, a normal person would have fainted from the sickening pain. Though that didn't mean she didn't accidently impale her fingers now with a traditional needle and thread accidently every now and then She just never felt it to tell.
An interesting question arose. One that Alice felt foolish she had forgotten to address. Letting her frosted gaze drift back to the boyish girl she parted her lips to speak:
"If you would like. Though if that is not in your interest, we can arrange for your transportation back to Astrea." She gave a habitual flick of a hand as she spoke, having managed to push the memory and slight desire out of her mind for now.
It really was entirely up to Jessie whether she stayed the night or not. The widow's parents had relayed earlier over the phone before the two had arrived that either choice was alright so as long as they were notified. Well, that also was, if she imprinted a good impression on the spider's father as well.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 4:51:01 GMT -5
" I would much rather stay here, if all goes well today. "
It was true , she would rather stay here. Yet here worried still stood , yet first thing was first, to meet Alices father. Though as it was said earlier he was not home as of now. Which only lead to Jessie wondering what they may do to kill time. She was sure there was more to be seen outside, but other then that,hmm what would they do.
Giving a soft smile she finally spoke " Alice, I wouldn't mind seeing those white roses that we passed by. That is if that's okay?"
Truthfully, she was a guest and didn't want to force her wants on Alice. Yet .. All this was much to take in, for the both of them now that she thought of it. Yet it was the first place she knew as a home, and it was Alices home.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 5:18:15 GMT -5
So Jessie wished to stay. For some reason that brought the ghost of a smirk to the widow's lips. Though it kind of depended on Jessie's impression on her father overall now. Hopefully he'd be back soon. Wherever he was.
The white roses from the entry courtyard were mentioned next. Jessie wanted to see them? Thinking for a moment, the snowy spider gave a nod. "Of course."
Reaching out once more, she gently took Jessie's hand again in her cold one to lead her back out of the room. Had it become a bit of a habit now? Ah, the widow wondered. Before she'd exited the room, however, she glided over to the desk to snatch the decaying lily from the glass vase. Now that she was back, even if just for a day or two, she guessed she'd replace it with a fresh one. Looks like Kutsumari wasn't exactly doing her little weekly task. Ah well. Alice didn't expect too much of her intruding rival, anyways.
Skirting past a few flocking maids, she lead the boyish girl down the hallway to the east stairway before transitioning to the main one in the entrance foyer. A few maids bowed as they passed. Above the staircase, the large crystal chandelier swung precariously. Stepping elegantly down onto the polished granite floor, she headed towards the door where a still kind of flustered Charlotte scurried over to open it for them. Alice offered a warm "thank you" in flowing French to the blushing maid.
A soft breeze greeted them outside. The snowy spider crossed over the courtyard with graceful strands and slowed when she reached the white roses in the heart of it, guiding Jessie to her side as if emulating a slight, flowing move from a dance. The snowy flowery heads waved in the breeze as if to greet the unfamiliar face.
"Here we are." Alice spoke softly into the breeze, icy gaze frosting over the white flowers.
Besides dancing and equestrian, the Himeno manor was also known for its white roses.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 5:31:15 GMT -5
Her hand was taken, softly of course but it was taken. It seemed as if roles were switched as she was lead through the house again. Alice seemed some how more comfortable in her own home, if she even considered the building a home. They passed by the mousy maid once more Jessie gave a slight rushed bow as she was gracefully pulled out doors.
Reaching the roses she let her eyes wonder,they once again came to Alice, she stumbled a bit as the spider twisted to face her , her own body wasn't doing well today as her usual flow tried to appear it just made her stumble close to the ivory skinned spider. Ah- Jessie caught her self in time not to knock into the iced figure. " S-sorry seems my mind and body aren't agreed with what to do."
Actually now that she thought of it she was doing just fine until her and Alice were left to wonder alone. Was the unknown feelings between them really bothering her so much? Jessie shook her head, she needed to get past that, at least for now, she took a breath , though it didn't seemed to help intact it caused another unwanted thing to take place. " I'd like to kiss you again...."
It left almost as a blurt and a whisper mixed together. Jessie realized this and covered her lips with a few loosely held up fingers. Red faced now she tried to turn away, how embarrassing. Yet she was caught up by a webbed hand and was twisted back to face the girl by her own force of movement. " I-I d-"
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 6:09:00 GMT -5
"It's alright."
Alice wondered what was going on in Jessie's mind. It obviously wasn't in sync with the rest of her. Then a want was presented, one that mirrored the widow's suppressed one.
"I'd like to kiss you again..."
So that was it. Icy orbs examined the girl as she turned away and covered her lips, face dyed in a heavy layer of blush. Regardless, she found the action slightly cute. Again, the memory of the kiss at the beach presented itself in the widow's snowy mind. The warmth, the softness... Did she want to kiss Jessie too? She didn't want to admit to, but... Ah, this was all so frustrating.
The spider's frosted gaze drifted momentarily from the embarrassed girl to the manor. To each panned window. Here was...no good. But yet as Alice reached up to ever so gently pull Jessie's warm hand away from her face, she couldn't help herself. Then she had a brief idea. Maybe she'd allow this. Just this once...
Guiding the girl by both her warm hands now, she gradually walked backwards in elegant strides around the circular white rose display, her frozen gaze avoiding looking at her for a moment. Now at the front of the display, she let out an icy breath. Grass and fallen rose petals crunched lightly under her heeled boots as she stepped over the thin low hedges in the crescent space left by the rose bushes, tugging on the girls hands ever so gently to pull her over with her. It wasn't very ladylike at all, but the snowy spider didn't follow the rules all the time. Especially at home.
Bringing her icy gaze back to Jessie, she gracefully knelt down onto the grass, asking the boyish girl to do the same. This way they would be hidden should any maid or her mother waltz out onto the courtyard. Ah, wait, what on earth was she doing? It kind of seemed a bit crazy, but... Ghostly blue eyes looked to Jessie. What would she do about this?
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 6:26:07 GMT -5
Cool hands now held both her hands, they tugged lightly as they began to move. It wasn't hard to make her body move now. A true betrayal of mind . Yes at this moment she let her body take over, or was it her heart? All this seemed so very confusing. Iced eyes and pink blossom ones never really met. They came to a hidden area behind a wall of roses. Alice stepped into the so called hiding spot. Looking down Jessie did the same. The iced angel now sat ,patting the ground.
Did she want Jessie to join, clearly it was what was wanted but every movement was taken carefully. This was all a bit fuzzy. Yet as she sat down it became clear, shed now entered the widows secret garden, though that may just be another thought lead by her daydreaming heart. Her pink gaze narrowed, not like before but a gentle narrow, one of a puzzled,yet wanting look. Why did this spider have to be so very mysterious. A sharp breath was taken by the pink haired tomboy, her heart pounded in her head. " Alice I..."
I like you had already been spoken, yet she new there was more to be said but at that moment, she hadn't a clue of what. Her ha ds left the frosted ones and they lay on the green grass, leaning forward she paused was this really okay? ." I ...i want you.."
That wasn't the full thought, she meant to say she wanted Alice to be alright with this, right? Or had her heart finally over powered her mind, she did want the icy touch of the other, even if it was a simple kiss.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 6:48:49 GMT -5
Frosted eyes focused on the boyish girl. Her expression, her body language. Was Jessie okay with this? The snowy spider had never asked herself such a question. Usually, she just went for whatever she pleased, having used manipulation to trap unsuspecting prey in her web.
But then Jessie leaned in. A phrase came out. I want you. A bold statement, though Alice wasn't quite sure if it was fully finished or not. Regardless, the snowy spider didn't quite care the context. Though something similar slipped unconsciously past her pale lips.
"Moi aussi." Even though murmured in French, it still held a soft edge of wanting. "Me too" it encoded.
That was all that was said before the spider slowly closed the distance between them, pressing her cold lips softly against warmer ones. Shifting a little to acquire a better position, she cared little if the rose thorns from the snowy canopy prickled her. She couldn't feel the pain after all. Even if she could at this moment she found she really wouldn't quite care either. Because right now, her venomous mind was only focused on one thing. And that was the girl in front of her.
Jessie.
The girl who was neither quite prey nor just another puppy-dog heart to shatter. And it was driving the widow mad.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 7:01:03 GMT -5
It was if they had just taken there first kiss, yet now they new each others temperature and both seemed alright with that warm and cold. Jessies body took no hesitation to lean in more, accidently forcing her hand to fall onto Alices knelt leg. She deepened the kiss, and tugged at the lower lip of the other softly. Her heart pounded in control as there kiss lasted far longer then there real first kiss.
Jessie had trouble controlling her movements, once she noticed her hand on the others knee she quietly removed it laying her hand back behind the iced figure only to cause her to puss the dancer back a bit onto the grass. Letting the cool kiss of Alice decrees her warmth she lightly licked Alices top one. Asking something, but Jessie wasn't exactly sure on what or how to asked if permitted to continue.
Lips parted for this allowing a wave of air to reach her lungs as the tip of her tongue reached Alices lips.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 7:27:35 GMT -5
The warm lips aganist hers. The hand on her leg. The closeness. Everything blared sirens in the widow's head even though she had been the one to initiate the now heated kiss. Her body still tensed, but of course, that was only from natural habit. While Jessie's touch still burned slightly, Alice for once didn't want it to leave.
That warm touch soon relocated to the snowy spider's tensed back, and Alice let herself be pushed ever so slightly onto the cool grass. Normally, she liked being in control of situations; it put her more at ease. But right now... She couldn't even think for once. Her mind had lapsed into white for once. All due to a girl that she saved from falling from her web.
The presence of the other's warm tongue soon became present on her lips. Alice knew what this meant. Clearly she did. Though would she allow Jessie to carry on? Surrender control for a moment to the boyish girl?
Pausing to take a controlled breath, the icy spider murmured something incoherent in a hybrid mix between what appeared to be French and Japanese before kissing the girl again, leaving her cool lips parted to allow her to carry on. Frosty, idle hands eventually reached up to gently lay on either side of Jessie's face. It gave her a sense of control, even if just a little.
Why was she even going along with this? What had she started? She was too distracted by a building sense of want to even regard the frustrating internal questions at the moment.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 15:29:33 GMT -5
Alice was tense,Jessie new she needed to help her not be, but at the moment movements became a blurred mess. Alice's said something, yet Jessie hadn't a clue what though then her tongue was allowed in, tongues met,and danced.
Much like practice it was with good flow as they French kissed,how ironic. Yet Jessie felt a two cool touches lay upon her cheeks. Alice wanted control. Jessie ,never braking the kiss, took Alice by her back and hips and let her self fall to the grass,rolling so she was now below the window. Jessie wanted Alice as comfortable as possible, this was the only way.
Now laying under the iced figure her hands did how ever end up other places. One tangled into the white locks of hair whilst one arm and fully wrapped around Alices thin waist,loosely her hand lay in the hair.
Her breathing was quick and deep as she got more into it all, but she needed a real breath. Braking the kiss a thread of moisture fell to her lip. Letting her head fall to to the grass she panted.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 16:01:38 GMT -5
The kiss took a new, heated turn, evolving into a French kiss. One that shared a flow similar to their dances in practices. Really, Alice didn't know why she quite let the kiss take such a heated turn. It was strange and a bit frustrating, yet she wasn't exactly complaining.
Warm hands soon gently took the snowy widow's waist and back. At first, Alice was curious as to why, but as Jessie made it so she herself was below her, she understood. The boyish girl had surrender control. Surrendered it the spider. It made her a bit more comfortable. The little white braids dangled like icicles at the sides of her ivory face.
The kiss carried on for a few moments longer. Alice almost forgot about the hands on her waist and in her snowy hair after a while. Then it was broken from a lack of air on the other girl's part. Panting, icy eyes reopened and averted from Jessie's face. That had been much more in depth than the widow had initially planned. Passionate, was more like it. Trying to resume her previously thawed guard, she went to push herself up and away from where she now was positioned atop Jessie. Though she found she didn't have much strength to rely on at the moment. The softness, the warmth, the passion; it had all but drained it.
So Alice just shifted a little so she could rest her now heavy head on the girl's chest. She hadn't really wanted to, but she couldn't really hold it up any longer at the moment. For once, a faint layering of color frosted over her cheeks, though it was due to weariness. What now? What to say? Was there anything really to say about what just happened? Feeling almost a bit vulnerable in this state, the widow tried to control her unsteady breathing as she gave an attempt to speak.
"...My apologies..." Rolled softly off panting pale lips.
Was that even the right thing to say? Alice was far too worn out - and internally conflicted - right now to dwell on it.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 16:19:43 GMT -5
A head fell to her chest this was so fantastic, Jessie was in aw of the hole moment. To her this felt so right, yet she wondered what Alice was thinking. Letting Alice be on top did seem to help the icy figure. Lightly she let her fingers lace and trace with in the snowy hair. Then she heard something her hands stood still for a moment. " Don't."
It was simple slightly spoken with a firm tone but she let her hand continue to pet Alices hair. She let a sigh out softening her tone she spoke again. " Alice... I don't regreat it, I hope you don't... little snow kitten, please don't regret this."
Her words left tiredly ,she did want to move. She was content. Yet she knew they would have to. That or get caught yet just for a moment,she let her eyes close again. Enjoying the moment she smiled.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Jan 1, 2016 17:08:19 GMT -5
The hands running through her hair soothed the widow a bit rather than make her tense. It made her slightly sleepy, too, though she refused to let her eyes close all the way again, having managed to convince herself that doing so would only drift her off to sleep.
A firm response was given. Don't. Jessie didn't want her to regret it. Any of it. Though the spider's frosted nature desired to combat that, she couldn't. Because...she didn't quite regret it truthfully. But why? The whole thing just continued to frustrate her. Did this mean...she liked the girl? Had someone finally ensnared the poisonous spider's icy heart...? She wasn't sure. Even if so, Alice wouldn't admit it to herself. Not yet at least. But...
"I...don't regret it." She hadn't meant to admit that either, but she was too tired presently to watch her words.
Alice kept herself where she was for a few moments longer. The physical contact still made her tense, but with each calming stroke through her hair it soon dissolved. Only for a little while, however, for her snowy mind began to wander. Her mother or a maid could walk by at any time. Her father, too, for that matter had he returned. Or if Kutsumari was prowling around, her as well. Though out of all the possibilities, her childhood rival stumbling upon them jolted the alabaster spider the most. The irritating girl would never let her hear the end of it.
Finally gathering some restored strength, Alice managed to lift her head, albeit begrudgingly, though, since she had enjoyed the hand stroking through her hair. Icy orbs shifted to the boyish girl. They were frosted over a bit into their cold normality, trying to mask the fact that for a moment Jessie had actually thawed their frozen guard slightly.
"We should probably get up. If we remain here for too long, a maid or someone will soon furely sind- Ah... Surely find us."
Maybe she was a bit more worn out than she originally thought. Oh well. Shaking her head, Alice sighed at the presence of the Spoonerism. The speech impediment never failed to irk her.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Jan 1, 2016 18:00:57 GMT -5
Her hand waved through the snowy hair as the girl on her sat up. She allowed her hand to fall, bending her own arms she let her self sit up. She was disappointed,yet the fact Alice didn't regret what happened made her feel slightly better. Jessie also knew that Alice was right. She didn't feel like getting in trouble and she really never wanted to have Alice get in trouble because of her.
They soon were standing Jessie brushed her self off . Her eyes wondered to Alice , a chuckle presented its self as she took a hand and plucked a few flower petals from Alices dress. " There, much better I don't think maids finding flower petals on you would be a good thing "
She made sure to shake her own clothing once more to double check. Taking her phone out she used as a mirror . Everything seemed good as new. Jesus didn't want to meet Alices dad with grass marks . Sliding her phone back she gave a smirk of a smile to Alice. " Ready kitten"
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