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top 3 professors &'nd students

Delacroix sort of got me into acting.

Macfarland can be pretty Macfunny when he wants to be. 

Darcy's hilarious when he looses his shit.

 Olivia is the coolest chick in the school.

Ava has stuck by me all these years, can't forget about her.

Gabrielle is one of the few people who can make me talk when I'm 'brooding.'

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top 3 novels

I'm really not into novels. I'm more into non-fiction and poetry collections.

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Turn ons/turn offs?

My turn ons are girls that read. 

My turn offs are girls who are afraid to tell me to 'fuck off.'

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Any hidden talents?

Eh, well. Ya know...

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TMI questions

Fuck, marry, kiss

Random questions

Wonderings

Top 3s

ANYTHING

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Before I made Giles, I had been on a long hiatus from roleplaying. In fact, I had been convinced that I quit roleplaying.

It took a real quality rpg like this one for me to come out from underneath the rock.

Which leads to the problem:

is it just me or do most rpgs...well, they aren't that good? especially in the 'rpg' tag--it's just spam from rpgs with FCs from boy bands or whatever.

Would you guys recommend any good ones?

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That's three more than last time?

Well, at least I finished grading those essays.

Mind you, there were three.

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His eyes shut and the tension in his facial muscles eased as he sought for the comfort that her warm tongue could give him. He leaned his elbow on the wall beside her head and let his forearm rest there so that all of his body weight wouldn't have to be pressed onto her. For if he did let his whole body pin hers against the wall, it would be as dangerous for Giles as it would for her. Giles very much lacked self-control--though many would argue that it was more so the fact that Giles just didn't care enough to attempt to control himself.

There was something warm and different about Marianne compared to other women he had sampled. He couldn't really put his finger on it. That sort of irritated him about her. It hadn't been the fact that she was easy to talk to--an activity Giles lacked much experience with--more so than the fact that she was simply easy to be around that initially attracted Giles to her. Giles quite frankly enjoyed her presence in those rare moments which they had ran into each other that past week, and that was rare. Marianne was like a prayer answered. She was his key to stability, love, and perhaps a social life. He was well aware of this. Certainly, this one was a 'keeper.' This one needed to be held onto, but most of all guarded with the most suspicious state of mind he could muster. He certainly wasn't going to lose her on account of someone seeing her value and stealing her away from him. He had made up his mind about that.

What was even more surprising was that she seemed to be just as anxious as he was at having a nice snog session, maybe more. This frightened him almost. Never before had a girl pursued him. Usually girls waited around him as he brooded and would let themselves be treated every which way so long as he called the shots. Supposedly it was the bad boy appeal. But bad boys led to bad experiences and in Giles' case a bad reputation.  It wasn't like he wanted to hold all the power, but due to past experiences he expected it. Whoever Marianne was, she certainly wouldn't be the one to let him hold all of the power in a relationship.

It really fucking turned him on. 

He kissed her like he wanted to dine on her mouth. Giles almost grew mad with lust and confusion--the only thing he was certain of being that her tongue had the sweetest taste to it and that if he wasn't too careful he might get hard (if he wasn't already). He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up so that he could have better access to her kiss. Giles rested himself between her legs, lifting one at his side.

She met his eyes as he spoke, her upper lip twitching slightly but her face otherwise blank. She enjoyed getting a rise out of Giles, to see how far she could push him until the beast was released. (Not that she knew what the beast actually was, of course. Marianne had heard rumours about how beastly the boy in front of her was and such, but assumed it to be sexual. Which, if that was the case, she would keep pushing.)

The thought of what Aurelie would do briefly flitted in her mind. Her best friend no doubt had more experience with this sort of thing; she was beautiful and intelligent and older, something men drooled over. All thoughts of the brunette disappeared, however,  at the feel of Giles’ hands trailing down her body. It sent a little shiver through Marianne, but she otherwise gave no other reaction. “Shut up.” She laughed a little at that and shrugged her shoulders slowly. She knew this would probably come back to haunt her, but what else could she do? She liked Giles, as in genuinely liked him. It was only natural to have desires along with it.

“Just tell me what you want.” She wanted to protest against the all-too-short kiss, but kept her mouth quiet. Biting her lip, she shrugged slowly again and looked up at him. There were no words being exchanged between them but their eyes were meeting, something Marianne always found far more expressive than words or a tone of voice. Grabbing the hem of his shirt, she pulled him closer to her. “Or I could show you what I want instead,” she answered, raising an eyebrow. Her hands slid up from the sides of his shirt to his face as she stood up, pressing her lips fiercely to his, her tongue massaging against his own

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Whoa. Who knew you had feelings for women. Like, treat-them-properly-and-not-shatter-their-hearts-for-shits-and-giggles feelings. Just be a gentleman around her and you should be fine. And when I mean around her, I mean when you're doing anything, really. You don't want to have something come back and bite you on the ass.

You speak as if I've always had the upper-hand when it came to women. You're funny--when in fact, I quite find that women can be terrifying. Which was why I never really been in a relationship before. I like the feeling of being one with a woman, of course, just as much as the next man. I just...don't understand the 'relationship' that follows the what you call "shits and giggles." How do you love a woman?

No, I mean really love a woman? As in having conversations with them and giving them advice and telling them that you'll love them no matter what? 

How do you love someone no matter what? Is it possible?

And most of all, is it possible for them to love me no matter what? 

"Shits and giggles" is a simplistic lifestyle. 

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Relaaaax, GilesieBoy. I'm sure you two will do the nasty in no time.

Ugh this is...embarrassing. I--okay. A part of me wants to do the nasty to her--the awful, dirty nasty.

But I want this to be different.

I don't want to mess this one up.

I want to make her my girlfriend.

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Being proper has its advantages. You should try it.

I'm actually trying, ok.