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Every time she pulled a different face, Auggie found himself laughing softly--almost a shy laugh and looking down. She was adorable, and honest to god he found himself holding himself back when it came to telling her just how adorable she was. He didn't want to sound repetitive or fake or anything like that... and hell, the last thing he wanted to do was embarass her or something like that. He kept pushing her all the same though, even when his laughs died down to shy chuckles and he found himself fucking his head more than a few times. He made a few faces back at her once or twice--but for the most part kept it at his general charming grin.

The moment she looked up at him, heavens to god damn Betsy he thought he was going to die right then. The flushed way she looked up at him, her hair a mess and her cheeks a light redder than normal... If he did die, well, at least he'd die a happy man. He paused for just a moment--and damn, that moment felt like almost an eternity; an eternity he wouldn't have minded staying in for quite some time--and he was just about to lean down when she beat him to the punch. The brief, chaste kiss that touched his lips sparked more in him than any of his one night stands in the past years had and he found himself exhaling sharply through his nose at the shock of it.

When she pulled back, he had to admit he didn't want it to be over. But when she ducked her head and apologized he found himself chuckling and shaking his own. "Naw..." he started out with a shake of his head, reaching down with his left hand to tap two fingers just under her chin and lift up whilst he kept the other one on the chain of the swing. He lifted her chin up and leaned down at the same time, his face a mere inch or so away from hers as he grinned down at her, biting the corner of his lip. "Don't apologize for that, sugar," he whispered out. "Never." And on his final word he found himself pressing another kiss to her lips, controlling it a little more than he'd been able to with the last one. It wasn't deep, it wasn't rough--it was firm and confident, soft and gentle in all of the right ways. 

not so fast | echo & auggie [7/11/14]

Auggie’s Southern mannerisms never failed to delight Echo. And maybe it was something ever more special when the “darlin‘“s and “sugar”s started dropping from his mouth. Petnames were always important to her. A petname, to Echo, meant belonging and caring. Auggie clearly had experience in the pushing department and Echo tried to imagine him in the same position — out on the ranch he had told her about, with a niece or nephew… Or maybe even one of the little girls he had had. When he ramped up the swinging, Echo nearly shrieked with laughed, surprised but no less entertained. With him in front of her then, she couldn’t stop smiling. Every few pushes, she would be sure to pull a funny face as she drew closer, hoping to make him laugh as much as he had done for her. Mostly, Echo just huffed out some laughter, maybe giggled a little from nerves. It was rare that someone could make her burst out entirely.

He slowed his pushes then and Echo let herself settle a little, enjoying the rise of the sky over the treeline as she swung up. When he stopped her completely, she tilted her eyes up and her stomach jumped to her throat. He was barely a few inches away from her — cheeks a little red and hair mussed a bit from the breeze of her swing. And then with his sleeves pushed up, strong forearms at her shoulders and the smell of him so close…. Before Echo knew what she was doing, before she could stop herself, she was using the swing as leverage and tipping up to kiss him. It was a firm but chaste kiss, sweet in all the ways that storybook first kisses were. Only a few seconds in she realized what she had done and pulled back. Blush painted over her cheeks brightly and she ducked her head a little. “Sorry,” she murmured, eyes wide and focused on her knees. Even if she hadn’t meant to just jump him like that…it had been a good kiss. A great kiss.

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I know, I know. I'll get there. Just gotta find myself some free time, s'all.

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

Too busy? Bless your heart. You gotta’ take time to smell the roses. All that other stuff just raises our blood pressure.

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"Well thank y'kindly, darlin'," he shouted back at her after she spoke, shaking his head with a light chuckle as he continued pushing her. "I've done my fair share of it," he stated, and then when the swing came back one more time he found himself grabbing hold and pushing it, running forward with it so he could duck underneath her legs whilst it still kept going. He definitely had to duck--the whole six foot something of him wouldn't have been able to make it through if he hadn't but it was fun nonetheless. He kept pushing her that way via her knees, maybe enjoying a little bit too much the laughter that trickled from her lips. The laughter that was undeniably addicting. It was a sound he wouldn't mind hearing every day for a long time.

He kept pushing her, although finally after a good hearty few minutes of her just enjoying that he finally let the swing fall back into a normal pace, and he found himself moving forward, his hands going to the chains of the swing as he leaned forward and tilted his head slightly to the side, his lips pursing just a little bit as he looked down at her. "Another run?" he asked cheekily, tongue sticking out just a little bit at the corner of his lips. He couldn't help himself, really. She was the sweetest little thing he'd ever seen and it was taking all he had in him not to just lean down right then and plant one on her. Self control, he reminded himself. Self control he'd built up for years.

not so fast | echo & auggie [7/11/14]

Something stirred deep in Echo’s stomach as she watched Auggie roll his sleeves up. It wasn’t arousal quite yet, but something close. Something that could lead to desire like that. And that wasn’t even mentioned the other kind of yearning it kicked up in her. So often she felt the need for submission, regardless of her relationship status or anything else. Just to turn herself over to someone else. The hard part was, of course, that she didn’t trust people easily. Random hookups to satisfy the need in her wasn’t common at all.

She nodded as he asked if she was ready. Just feeling him pull back on the swing was enough to spark that sane almost-arousal in her. Putting herself in someone else’s hands. Even if it was as simple and silly as being pushed on a swing. When he released her, Echo pitched forward. A high, happy laugh spilled past her lips as the evening breeze whipped through her hair and over her cheeks. Rushing back, the solid press of his hands to her back again made the laughter catch up in her chest. She closed her eyes for a moment and let herself sink into the feeling. It was something she could get used to. Something she could get used to with Auggie.

But that was silly; stupid to think about. This was the first time they were really on date — the other two times not counting. Although they had been just as comfortable, as fun: showing him around the City and going to the pack’s Fourth of July picnic. Even still, Echo couldn’t help but think of this, of them, in the long-term. As if maybe there could be a chance of being allowed to get used to this with him. “You’re a good pusher!” she called back to him with a laugh.

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Had a few people give me a tour'a some of that stuff when I first got here, haven't gotten to explore it all yet, though. Been too busy. 

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

Aw, nice. That you’ve met some good ones. And it’s a lot to get used to. Been here for a bit and it’s still pretty overwhelming. You get time to do the tourist stuff, yet? Statue of Liberty, Broadway, museums? That’s been the most fun part for me.

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Auggie nodded with a short laugh when she told him that he needed to push her high. "Well, I plan on it, darlin', don't you worry your pretty little head," he said with a chuckle and a soft shake of his head. When she dropped his hand he moved to the swingset, undoing the buttons on his dress shirt and pushing them up as he moved and after he'd done that he grabbed the chains above where her hands were. "Ready?" he offered softly, pulling back. He pulled her all of the way back, up to about his shoulder's height and then pushed her forward, watching the swing take off. He grinned and nodded at his handiwork, noting that she went up pretty far. It'd been awhile since he'd pushed anyone in a swingset. Maybe his little nieces or nephews back home, but it sure had been awhile.

He continued to push her, trying to ignore the feeling deep down in his gut that he could get used to something like this... The company of Echo at night, doing something as simple as pushing her on a swingset or playing around with her to keep her happy. There weren't many people out there in the world like that. There weren't many people he had met in the world so far that didn't just want him for his money... And damn, he found that in Echo. Shaking his head, he cleared his throat and continued pushing her. Now wasn't the time to think about that. No, it was their first date for crying out loud--well, second if you counted their "not date," and there was no point in worrying about it.

not so fast | echo & auggie [7/11/14]

Echo couldn’t help the happy little noise that she gave when Auggie agreed to the swings. And when he suggested that he push her instead, she could only nod. “Okay,” she replied. She hadn’t known it until he said it, but she wanted that even more than both of them swinging. He was right in that regard. Padding toward the swingset, she was glad she had dressed comfortably after all.

With a last smile to Auggie, she let go of his hand and moved for the swingset. “You gotta promise to push me really high, okay?” she teased with a soft laugh. Dropping into the seat of the swing, she curled her hands around the chains loosely. She looked back to Auggie, wearing an expectant grin and pushing off the ground to sway a little. 

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The night had once more gone absolutely splendidly, and it seemed like every single time he had another evening with the girl he enjoyed himself. Really, it was something. It wasn't often he found someone that could literally captivate him in the way the girl did. It wasn't often he found himself hanging off of his date's every word, listening to absolutely every single thing that fell from her mouth because for once he was genuinely interested. And hell it was... well, it was an amazing feeling. So it only made sense for him that after dinner with them just walking around casually for him to sneak his hand around hers, lacing their fingers together as if it were nothing. It wasn't like he kissed her, it wasn't like he'd done anything, really... It was a simple gesture. Just hand holding. There was no crime in hand holding, was there? But when her hand curled around his he couldn't help but grin to himself a little bit, knowing she didn't mind.

The moment he even saw the park he knew that she was going to want to go to it, and hell, he didn't mind at all. He wasn't a daddy dom for nothing. He loved the childishness, the playing and the... well, all of it. He chuckled at her words and nodded, the same charming grin he always wore plastered on his features as he moved to where she tugged him. "A'course, sugar. Though, I think it'd maybe be more fun if I pushed y'instead a me swingin' with ya," he said plainly, although if she really wanted him to swing with her then he would. He moved past the little gate, tugging on her hand for her to follow him as they moved over to the area.

not so fast | echo & auggie [7/11/14]

Echo had more or less settled into herself through dinner. Enjoying herself was easy with Auggie. Something about his unobtrusive attention reassured her about herself. Made her feel like she didn’t have to try as hard as she so often did. The nerves that settled in her chest before the date had all but dissipated. It left room for the effervescent soft of jitters that came from having a good time. And now, after dinner and walking through the late evening city light, Echo was feeling good about the date. About Auggie.

A few blocks into the walk Auggie’s hand had slipped into hers. Immediately, a fizzy affection started to move through her. And she knew she was blushing as well, for sure. Her fingers curled around his as she tried not to make it obvious how preoccupied she was with the hand-holding. It was a simple action, really, but it meant something to Echo. Reassured her that he really was genuinely interested.

When they came across a small park, Echo couldn’t hide how her face lit up. Tugging at Auggie’s hand a little, she veered toward the fenced in area. “Do you…” She stopped a moment, biting her lip. “Do you maybe wanna swing?” she asked shyly. It was something she would never have requested were she not as comfortable with Auggie as she felt. A soft smile worked over her face as she rocked on her heels a little, waiting for his response.

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Exactly. 

Me too, sugar. Me too.

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

Well I sure think so. At least — I’m more comfortable in Brooklyn Heights. Uptown and all seems to…put-together, I guess. Like you said, a matter of taste.

But I’ll definitely take a soft, cushiony bed over a subway bench any day.

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The people, I guess. Met a fair few decent ones. Nah, I just moved t'the city 'bout a month or two ago, actually. Still gettin' used to it.

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

What’s been your favorite thing about the city so far, outside of the view? And you’re not from around here, either, are ya’? Ive been here for awhile now, and it’s wonderful…just gets a little overwhelming at times.

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Still.. could be lots more beautiful than how other people view it. Just depends on tastes, darlin'. Someone could think a subway bench is a nicer bed than one with cushion. 

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

There’s no real way how. I just watch the people walk through and make up stories about their lives. Right, but I’ll but Uptown Manhattan is better than Brooklyn Heights in most eyes.

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'Fraid I ain't the person t'take things for granted. Never have. Don't think I'll ever get over it.

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

That’s neat that you appreciate it so much…it’s easy to take for granted. Guess you just get used to it, after awhile. 

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I ain't really people watched before. You'll have t'show me how t'do it sometime. Nah, beauty's in the eye of the beholder 'n all that. 

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

I got lucky — my window looks over this plaza where there’s a subway entrance. It’s great for people-watching. I’ll bet your view is a lot better, though.

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Hah, well, 'fraid I ain't too good at takin' pictures. But I got it there every mornin', so I ain't too worried.

Damn... that view in the mornin'.

Did you take a picture of it? The photo wouldn’t do the view justice but at least then you’d be able to look at it again and again.

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Damn... that view in the mornin'.

Really shows the beauty of this city, I'm just sayin'. 

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text // auggie + echo

Echo: Okay, if you're sure.

Echo: And no pajamas. Got it :3

Auggie: Positive. ;)

Auggie: I'll see y'tomorrow then.

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text // auggie + echo

Echo: Okay. Tomorrow at eight.

Echo: Should I worry about, um. Dress code?

Auggie: Just wear somethin' you're comfortable in 'n I can adjust dinner to fit it. But not your pj's ;)

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text // auggie + echo

Echo: Um. Whichever is better for you.

Echo: I mean, either works for me.

Auggie: Tomorrow, then? I'll pick you up around 8?