In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of, is me.
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Post by MARIA on Jun 4, 2016 21:39:39 GMT
Maria loved shopping, it was one of his favorite pastimes, spending money on such extravagant things was such a luxury for him. See, back in the olden days, he didn't have things like this. Shops lined up with clothes, shoes, and other beautiful things. So this day and age were truly a lovely one.
Maria was held inside a store looking at all the beautiful clothes, he himself was wearing something rather casual, leggings, and a big gray shirt that was a big baggy, but that was the purpose. His hair tied up into a bun as he looked around picking out clothes to try on in the dressing room. He had a bit too many thing's and being him, thinking he didn't need a cart, failed and ending up dropping a few clothes.
He sighed bending over as he picked them up, asking a staff to help bring him a cart if they could please. |
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The cold never bothered me anyway
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Post by Cryo on Jun 5, 2016 1:28:47 GMT
Who ever said being a superhero was exciting was talking out of their ass. All the glitz and glamour of fighting the good fight was a load of bull to Cryo. His days consisted of training, training, and waiting for someone to tug on his leash telling him to jump into action.
Today he decided to skimp out on the training, there had to be something better to do than be barked at for not giving a shit. So here he was, wandering around Orion Plaza. Maybe he’d find a lovely lady to preoccupy him, maybe he could cause some trouble for an unsuspecting passerby. Though no one looked very fun to mess with, and none of these women held his eye.
With no idea what to do he wandered aimlessly into a trendy looking shop. He riffled through polos and flannels and such without discretion. Until someone caught his eye.
Lucky day!
The blonde seemed to have taken on more than she can handle, though it provided him with a lovely view. She was cute, definitely, and this provided him a prime opportunity to initiate first contact. Waltzing over to distressed, he smoothly slip next to her and knelt down beginning to gather up her belongings.
“Let me get that,” A good deed, dreamy smile, and his accent was usually enough to assure some small talk, some girls could be so easily impressed.
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-tag- MARIA -words- 228 -notes- one icy frenchman comming your way
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In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of, is me.
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Post by MARIA on Jun 5, 2016 1:43:41 GMT
Maria looked over next to them as he saw a nice young man helping him. He couldn't help but give off a small smile, he had a really nice accent too. "Thank you, darling," "And your accent! French I presume?" he spoke as he grabbed the rest of the clothes that had fallen a young woman rolled over to him a cart to put his clothes in which he graciously did.
"Thank you for helping me, I bit of a bit more than I could swallow." He thought that's how the analogy went right? He was rather attractive, pretty colored hair too, and a nice smile so that was a bonus.
He did want to thank the man for helping him, maybe he could buy him a lunch? Or something more suited to his tastes. A quick scan around the store there wasn't many people around so hm....Maybe something else would be suited. |
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The cold never bothered me anyway
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Post by Cryo on Jun 5, 2016 2:51:16 GMT
She didn’t seem to be the shy type at all, Cryo internally sighed. Those were his favorite to chase.
“Ah, yes. I’ve only been living here for about four years, actually.” He couldn’t accurately define her form with the large, baggy shirt but her slender face and large green eyes definitely warranted a “cute”. Though to be honest he saw all he needed a moment ago. And did he notice hint of an accent in her as well?
“I don’t believe you’re from around here either, ma chère,” He set the clothes in the cart. That analogy was pretty… Suggestive if he did say so. It made it more obvious that she was a little foreign.
He was no English professor but it was a language his mother insisted he learn appropriately. They made too many trips to London and New York City to let it go unlearned. And his mother wanted her son to appear educated.
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In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of, is me.
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Post by MARIA on Jun 5, 2016 3:26:44 GMT
Maria looked over at the man who seemed to have guessed it correctly. "Only four years?" he remarked, "Almost....A year now, I'm from Russia." or well...Modern day Russia. Ooooh, a charmer this one was. He said with a smile leaning on the cart bur failing a bit as it rolled away slightly causing him to lose his balance. He tripped and found himself again holding tightly onto the cart.
He felt a little embarrassed but well, what could he do. "So, Monsieur, vous êtes un bel homme." French was a rather pretty language to him. "Je vous en dois une. Quel service pourrais-je..." he said moving his head towards an empty dressing room further away from the shopping parlor. "..Vous offrir pour repayer cette dette?" he said releasing his hair from its large bun as it flew down in its repunzel like stature flowing behind him. |
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The cold never bothered me anyway
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Post by Cryo on Jun 5, 2016 6:18:44 GMT
Russia? How interesting. In all of his parents travelling he could only faintly remember once his mother insisted they join his father on a nature shoot out in the Siberian wilderness, a sort of family trip.
Noticing her slipping and the cart beginning to roll away snapped Cryo out of his impromptu day dream and leapt forward to catch the golden haired gal. Catching her at the waist, she luckily regained balance without his help.
“You know, I’m beginning to think you’re a hazard to yourself ma chère,” He nervously laughed as he quickly released her, knowing she was probably starting to get a chill. He still had to be a gentleman after all.
"So, Monsieur,”
Now that got his attention. The only French he had the courtesy of hearing these days was the occasional, quiet phone calls he shared with his mother and he wouldn’t say he found that enjoyable.
He smirked, she was trying to come on strong. Tough women like her always liked to tease, it probably got their rocks off, but not many were actually willing to go all the way. It was probably just their daily adrenaline rush. But he’d play the game.
“La femme ne devraient pas être si agressif,” He moved in closer to, challenging her. “Quelqu'un pourrait vous appeler une taquin.”
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-tag- MARIA -words- 219 -notes- Let the games begin!
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In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of, is me.
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Post by MARIA on Jun 5, 2016 6:57:42 GMT
Maria did feel like a hazard to himself, but hey! Was that a problem? He chuckled at the man's comment before hearing speak in french responding to him. He smiled lightly seeing the man step up closer to him, nearly towering him now. Maria stepped closer practically only inches apart as he placed his hands on the man's chest. "Et pourquoi est cette?" he winked staring up at the man. |
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The cold never bothered me anyway
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Post by Cryo on Jun 8, 2016 0:19:45 GMT
She approached him without hesitance. Had to admit, all her confidence was kind of seductive. But it wasn’t as if he hadn’t played this game before.
She placed her hands upon his chest, he could feel her warmth of her palms against his frosty exterior. He hated how he couldn’t just have a normal body, woman always got distracted and would get some weird motherly concern for him. It was unbelievably annoying. Must be hormones or something.
“Parce que vous,” He held his cold hands gently on top of hers. “Attirer l'attention des hommes méprisables comme moi.” He caressed her face in the palm of his hand and smoothly closed the distances between their faces.
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In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of, is me.
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Post by MARIA on Jun 8, 2016 4:12:31 GMT
"Vraiment?" he spoke softly feeling the man's cold hand on his face. He was rather cold which he didn't mind. He closed his eye's letting the distance between their faces close from inches to centimeters until Maria's soft lip's hit the man's.
His lips were as cold as ice almost as cold as him. He pressed his body closer to the mans as pulled up gently. "Why don't we get you warm over there?" he said in English as he winked over to the changing room. |
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The cold never bothered me anyway
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Post by Cryo on Jun 12, 2016 8:13:54 GMT
"Why don't we get you warm over there?"
He grinned at her gesture. So coy.
“So daring,” He pulled her close and tucked some stray strands of hair behind her ear. “I hope you’re not normally this impatient.” He added with a chuckle.
Performing a quick perimeter check, Cryo took her hand in his and laid a small kiss upon it’s back.
“Follow me, ma chère,” He led her to the changing room, making sure no staff saw. It’d be a pain to be caught in the act in public, though it wouldn’t be a first. Honestly he didn’t understand why the Initiative kept him.
As soon as the door clicked open he had her up against the wall, lips locked, body to body.
“Only chance to back out, ma chère.” He lingered above her like a predator ready to strike. “I’m not a forceful man, but I so hate to be teased,” His hand held her chin as his thumb glided over her soft lips, as sweet as peaches and cream.
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In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of, is me.
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Jun 23, 2016 19:43:56 GMT
Post by MARIA on Jun 23, 2016 19:43:56 GMT
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The cold never bothered me anyway
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Jun 24, 2016 21:30:10 GMT
Post by Cryo on Jun 24, 2016 21:30:10 GMT
What came next was a blur of motions. Tugging, thrusting, pushing, and biting. Cryo had to admit it was the best he’d had in awhile.
Although there was a slight hiccup, one he’d never had to deal with before. The lovely lady before him had a few extra parts. But Cryo, ever the adventurous, decided to embrace an open mind and try something new. Luckily his companion was quite the teacher, and didn’t mind showing him the way.
"I have to thank you, ma chère” He said with an exasperated laugh, fixing his clothes. “You really know how to treat a man,"
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