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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 13, 2011 12:46:08 GMT -5
But Astoria didn't resist her raging hormones - she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him gently, thankful for his concern. That was what she wanted - that was what she had been worried about. But he, as usual, didn't disappoint. Drawing back but keeping her arms around him, Astoria smiled brightly at him. "Thank you."
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 17, 2011 5:25:44 GMT -5
"It's what you deserve." Graham was pleased that he had managed to do this right. It was something that had been weighing heavily on him. He was accustom to having a good time not standing on ceremony, but, with Astoria, it wasn't any trouble at all like it might have been with another girl.
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 17, 2011 6:14:00 GMT -5
Astoria was worried that she wouldn't be all that Graham deserved - but she didn't mention it. Her own insecurities weren't going to ruin this - she wasn't going to let them. Instead, she drew back again, tugging on the hem of her skirt. "I don't know how girls wear their skirts like this," She informed him, conversationally, though the rolls she'd made earlier didn't come down with her tugging.
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 25, 2011 7:35:55 GMT -5
Graham placed his hands on Astoria's stomach his insticts telling him to lower his hand to help her but resisting the urge to. One thing at a time. "I don't know how you girls do half the things you do. Heels for example, complete mystery." He flashed her a playful smile.
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 26, 2011 3:07:28 GMT -5
Astoria felt her whole body tingle at his touch. "Well I wouldn't be able to walk in heels if I tried," She informed, "But I thought you might appreciate my skirt being shorter.
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 26, 2011 15:17:58 GMT -5
He would have been lying if he said that the short skirt wasn't appericated. Graham was pleased with it, he just didn't want Astoria to do things that she didn't want to solely to keep him happy. "I do." He gave her a peck on the cheek. "Thanks babe."
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 26, 2011 22:30:02 GMT -5
Hands slowly sliding up her own body to his hands, Astoria stopped fiddling. He appreciated it, so she wouldn't change it. Right now, at least. She would most certainly not be wearing her skirt this short again. Besides, he'd called her babe. That was new, to Astoria, as most times she was referred to as cute.
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 27, 2011 2:35:37 GMT -5
Graham laced his fingers with hers lifted them to his lips to place a tender kiss on her palm. "I've got to set up for tonight." But he was reluctant to leave her.
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 27, 2011 8:46:10 GMT -5
Set up? Astoria didn't know much about this, admittedly, but she didn't think it required set up - didn't they have all the parts they needed right on their bodies? "Oh" She nodded, not sure what else to say.
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 28, 2011 7:21:52 GMT -5
"You do like alfredo, right?" Graham checked. He couldn't cook all that well himself but with the House Elves help he was sure that it would taste fantastic. Astoria seemed like one of those hopeless romantics to him and if she was going to go to lengths for him then he supposed he would return the gesture.
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 28, 2011 13:10:26 GMT -5
Her eyebrows furrowed. Alfredo? Surely he didn't intend to cover her in alfredo sauce. "Sure," She said slowly, obviously confused.
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 28, 2011 22:44:05 GMT -5
The preplexed look on her face made Graham chuckle. "Fettucini alfredo, I'm going to make it for our dinner." He explained. "Or I'm going to attempt to at least."
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 29, 2011 0:27:11 GMT -5
"You don't need to do that," Astoria said hurriedly. If he put in so much effort, she was bound to be more nervous.
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Post by graham pritchard on Jun 30, 2011 5:09:35 GMT -5
"Maybe not," Graham agreed. "But I want to." He didn't really do things for girls. Just slept with them and was done with it so it was a nice change to offer something more.
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Post by astoria greengrass on Jun 30, 2011 9:41:36 GMT -5
Again, Astoria couldn't help herself. Scared as she was, and worried, she leaned up and kissed him again. He was being the perfect gentleman that every girl wanted. She just hoped she would live up to his standards.
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