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Think it this way: you won't get bored of me this way

Finals are finally over

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Finals are finally over

and yet I have so much belated work its hard to feel like they are

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@artbrams Goodbye perfect vacation, hello Knights #takemebacktoOhio

#wakemeupwhensemesterends #thelastonewithherHere

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"Hey! don't poke me!" he frowned his brow, trying to protect his sides with his arms. Artie was remarkably sensible above the waist and Becca knew exactly were to touch him to get the reactions she wanted. He was still resisting a bit until her lips touched her neck and he relaxed visibly. His entire body was now peaceful, just concentrating in the feeling of her body against his "well, you wanted me more than flowers or chocolate, so I am guessing quite a bit" he bit his lip, raising a brow. 

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

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"...Yeah" he teased. He couldn't help but grin as Becca changed her tone. It was just so great how she was able to go from sweet to sexy in a heart beat. It was such a transformation. Artie locked his breaks and transferred in bed next to her, getting comfortable against the headboard. Becca straddled him and he followed her hands with his eyes as she started to take his shirt off " see? I hide all this weight inside my clothes. I am some sort of genius" he was joking now, but as Becca started to get to his weak spots, he had to bit his lip. It had been so long...and yet she still knew how to get him crazy. 

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

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@artbrams this is what happens when Bee and I try to take off the lights. 

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"I am a every skilled man" he joked, raising a brow at her. The way she kissed his neck just drove him crazy and he had to bit his lip real hard to stop him for yelling. When he finally caught his breath he tried to joke "easy Bee...or your parents will think you are torturing me" his actions really didn't match his actions, Artie was telling her to slow down , but at the same time, his hand was getting lower and lower in her back, until he took her in her arms and placed her on her bed without even grunting. 

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

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"I am pretty sure I had told you already" Artie grinned. He saw her with loving eyes as she sat on his lap, each of her legs on his sides. He closed his eyes and kissed her back, caressing the inside of her thighs. It had been so long...he was a little nervous. The back thing was only one of the worries though. He knew they were pretty loud most of the time and didn't want the Berry dads to hear them. He forget all about it a minute later, just hearing Becca's heavy breathing as he started kissing her neck. He opened his eyes , met Becca's and grinned.  "Looks like someone likes neck kisses almost as much as I do, huh?" he teased.

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

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Artie pouted when Becca pulled away from him. He really just wanted every part of her that came even near him, but as the girl mentioned her lingerie Artie just grinned, his eyes widening. "Of course I don't like it" Artie said, barely able to stop his jaw falling to the floor. "Yu do know that red is my favorite color on you, right?" he said, as he touched her thighs.

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

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"Just barely. My wrinkles are really starting to show" he said, as she kissed him. He just loved the way she got him, that she knew what he meant by just a little gesture, it sure make things easier, more natural. Artie grinned as the girl sat at his lap, and his eyes got lost in hers " I want to...thanks Bee" Becca started licking his lower lip, and that made Artie smile, and started kissing her , his hands holding her waist firmly but tenderly. The kiss was passionate, and Artie just parted his lips from hers as he uncovered one of her shoulders and started kissing it. 

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

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"Wait...I didn't have time to put any make up on" Artie replied with a playful voice as he transferred to his chair. He opened the door for his girlfriend and caressed the back of her knee, his usual gesture to ask for a kiss. They had been dating for almost a year- if you didn't count the slight Spain catastrophe- and yet, being at her parent's house was enough to act like....just friends in some way. Artie was too scared to even kiss her in front of her family. He really wanted them to like him. "I was thinking about baking some cookies for your parents tomorrow...after all they cooked a whole meal just because I was here, considering they don't even celebrate Christmas, do you think you can help me?  " he hated to ask things like this, but truly, the Berry's kitchen wasn't the most accessible place ever. He looked directly into Becca's eyes and smiled, pulling her hand, as a permission for pulling her into his lap.

Merry Christmas Love || Beccartie

Becca was excited to finally being able to have intimacy with Artie again, she had missed him terribly. She put on the outfit she had bought specially for him and put on a silk robe that covered her till her knees and put on some slippers, so her high heels didn’t made noise on the floor when she went down the stairs. She applied some perfume and lip gloss, fluffed her hair and she was ready. She made her way to Artie’s room and knocked in softly before poking her head in, “Can I come in, baby?”

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strawberry-becca:

Oh baby, don’t worry. And how long I stay clothed if completely up to you.

I like this "having the power" thing

Good lord the hugs

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Alright. So sorry I have to make you come...thinking about it, that sounds dirty. So...only me naked , huh? interesting

Good lord the hugs

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Did I really forget where your bedroom is? I am an idiot...can you come...? I can go to yours but its going to take me some time

Good lord the hugs

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Yes. I am clearly remarkably good at it. So...do you want me to come to your room?

Good lord the hugs

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Becca...this was me flirting. I want to make love with you in your parents house. If you don't mind, of course.

Good lord the hugs

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...You have photos of me naked?

so. How nicely are we going to act tonight, since we are on your parents house and all? ;)

Good lord the hugs