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“Dinner?” Eden asked quietly as she turned towards Paris, he certainly was full of surprises tonight and she was sure there would be far more to come. She tried to smile as warmly as she could at his mother as she agreed to make room for her, but she could tell as the woman walked away that she wasn’t exactly thrilled. “And here I thought it might be just us, which is why I usually sneak in,” she said, trying to be serious but still managed to laugh a little, “though I’ll be a good sport and join you and your family for dinner,” her arms slipping from her jacket as Paris helped her out of it. As Hector introduced himself Eden had to smile, he was ever so much a spitting image of Paris, perhaps just a little cockier. “I’m quite happy with your brother, Hector,” she said with a laugh, “And I’m sure if I had a little sister she’d adore all of those said things, even the pain in the ass part.” Eden was surprisingly starting to feel a little at ease as Paris showed her into the living room, “Shark week? Heard of it, but never seen it. ‘spose you’ll have to teach me,” she said as she sat upon the couch, close enough to him that she didn’t feel awkward when Hector decided he needed to sit as close to her as possible. Eden couldn’t help but turn from Paris, to Hector and then back again as they watched the documentary, it was almost as if they were seeing a pair of breasts for the first time, she didn’t quite get it, but watching them was certainly becoming amusing.

The arrival of Paris’ father and younger sister made Eden slightly more nervous, she was really meeting his family for the first time, and she hadn’t exactly come prepared for something like this. She didn’t move from her spot until Paris introduced her and Helen, and she gave a small smile to his sister before she turned to Paris with a bit of a smirk, “And you’re my pain the ass,” she couldn’t help but laugh slightly before he slipped away and she was left with his sister. “So …. How did you and my brother meet exactly?” and instantly Eden could tell Helen was a bit skeptical of her, dear god how she wished they hadn’t been left alone. “Um …. Funny story? I stole his wallet at our parole officer’s office … guess he was impressed? Even if I got caught ….” Helen didn’t seem impressed, looking from Eden and then to Paris in the kitchen, “Yea …. Funny story … and how long have you two been together?” Eden didn’t hesitate to answer her question just as she caught Paris’ gaze as he motioned for her to come into the kitchen, “Couple months. Looks like dinner’s ready,” she said with a small smile before she high tailed it as quickly as she could to Paris.

As she took a seat next to Paris at the table she felt a little relieved, hoping the focus would be more drawn to other people in his family rather than her, “I do like spaghetti ….” Eden paused for a moment, lowering her voice to a whisper as his family began to settle around the table, and she hoped her voice was soft enough not to be overheard, “but I think you and Hector are the only two at this table who like my presence here tonight.” The table seemed to be buzzing with different stories, the setting was far different from the dinners she knew from her childhood, most were sat with she and her brother eating silently while her parents talked. She waited her turn to be passed the spaghetti, coming from Hector who gave her a wide grin as he held the bowl and she took some of the dinner from it. “You should come to dinner more often,” she heard him say aloud, and Eden’s eyes grew wide before she took the bowl from him and turned to Paris with that deer in the headlights look upon her face. _________________ From: Paris Date: 09-26-2014 14:56:41 "Unless Helen brings someone else home, I do believe we have enough room for one more for dinner." Paris grinned at Eden then his mother, who still seemed bewildered that there was some strange woman in his house. "I suppose....so. Make yourself at home." She quickly walked back in the kitchen, acting as if she had stuff to do as she silently cussed to herself. "See?! I told you this would be fun!" He quickly helped her out of her jacket and hanged it up. Hector, trying to contain his laughter, decided to introduce himself to her. "I'm the better Dounas, better looking... More charming...y'know?" He shrugged slightly, as if he thought he was the smoothest person in the house. "Also the most pain in the ass brother a person could ask for..." He shoved him away as he led her into the living room. "I have no intentions on changing the channel..." He spoke as the two sat down. "Shark week... The best time of the year." Hector said as he took a seat right next to her. The Dounas brothers looked in amazement as they saw a Great White devour its prey... a documentary they've seen for the past two years. "Paris...what if we were great white sharks...." Hector's eyes widened, the thought alone exciting him as he imagined himself that. "I would kill you... Because I'm the alpha male..." Paris took a sip of his beer, eyes practically glued to the TV. "If you strike me down... I shall become more powerful then you could possibly imagine." Hector quoted from Star Wars. He knudged Eden lightly as he laughed. "Think Paris and I have seen A New Hope at least a dozen times, what about you Eden? You a Star Wars fan?" Paris chuckled, "do you think I would let myself date someone who hates Star Wars?" Before he could answer the front door swung open, his dad coming in with his sister's bags. "Time to deal with ms.perfect..." Paris mumbled, glancing over to see his mom hugging Helen as tightly as she could. "Cat caught your tongue, Paris?" Helen said as she made her way in to greet her brothers. Hector gave her a hug before heading into the kitchen. "No... But I'm sure you'll tell me some logical explanation on what that phrase really means." He rolled his eyes before downing the rest of his beer. "Nice to see you too... Who's this?" He stood up, stretching his arms some. "Helen...Eden...Eden... Pain in the ass little sister." He grabbed the empty bottle and took it to the kitchen, his dad instantly eying it. "What have I said about drinking my beer Paris?!" He snatched it away, throwing it in the trash with a loud crack as the glass shattered. "Not to unless I can afford a case of my own..." He reached in his wallet, pulling out a five and a couple of wrinkled up ones to hand him. "Where'd you get this? You're lazy ass doesn't do anything that gets you paid." He ignored his remark, washing his hands for dinner. "Don't worry about it." He looked over at Eden still in the living room with his sister, he smiled and motioned for her to come over. "I hope you like spaghetti... Because that's what we're having..." He didn't bother to introduce her to his dad, instead he took a seat by his brother and have her sit by him.

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Blue eyes stared at the clock just feet away, she felt as though it was going agonizingly slow at certain times and then far too quickly at others. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that she was a little on edge with the promise she had made to Paris. She didn’t quite understand what was quite so wrong with sneaking about, but she was far more accustomed to this way of going about living than he was, for her going about unnoticed was just natural. She didn’t like to make a scene, but Paris, as she had quickly learned, was all about making a scene, and he was asking her to make one with him now, or at least that’s how she felt about it. And she’d agreed to it all the same, which she was mildly regretting now as she looked at the clock, she’d need to leave soon if she was ever going to catch the bus to make it to his place, which was just a bit too far to walk alone at this time of night.

Twenty minutes later she was leaned up against the bus stop, chewing on her last piece of big red as she flipped through the pages of some entertainment magazine. She blew a bubble into her gum, the potent amount of cinnamon tingled on her tongue, just as the bus she was waiting for pulled up to the curb. Eden found the little pay pass card she’d gotten a few weeks before hand, pulling it out of her pocket before she stepped onto the bus. The driver, who she recognized right away, glared at her as she swiped her card, the bubble to her gum popping loudly as she passed right on by him. She laughed lightly to herself as she took a sear near the middle of the bus, the last time she’d seen that driver he’d been less than pleased with she and Paris’s actions on his bus. They’d gotten a little handsy with one another for that ten minute ride, the older man did not care for their PDA, and apparently neither did some of the other passengers. At least while she was alone the ride would be less than exciting than the last, so she read one of the articles in the magazine until the bus reached her stop, which she disembarked from with a quick, “G’night mister driver man,” before popping another bubble into her gum.

As the bus drove away Eden pulled her phone from her bag, it wasn’t anything to frilly but it did the job, and texted Paris that she would be there soon as the bus stop was just a few blocks from his family’s house. She tossed the magazine into the bus stop trash, not having any further use for it and made the trek down those few street blocks, all the while popping her gum as a nervous habit. When she reached the corner across the street from his parents’ house she stopped, shoving her hands into the pockets of her jacket, there were too many lights on inside for it to be just him there. God she would be terrified if anyone but him opened the door, but she’d made him a promise, she’d just have to suck it up. When she finally got up the courage she quickly made her way across the street avoiding stepping on the grass and actually taking the intended path to the front door. She took in a quick breath before her finger pressed the doorbell and she hoped Paris would come an quickly let her in…but that didn’t seem to be happening. She waited a few moments, nothing, so she rang in again, “Lazy ass is probably sleeping…” she thought out loud, still nothing, so she pressed the button once more. When she saw the door handle turn she spoke again, “Fina….” but her words stopped short when her eyes caught sight of his mother on the other side of the threshold, both of them looked like deer caught in headlights.

“Bloody hell,” Eden thought to herself as she saw Paris, who seemed rather amused with the whole thing, stroll over to the door. She glared at him as he leaned against the doorframe, still laughing, little buggar must have had this planned all along, she was sure of it now. If the width of her eyes in shock had been normal, they were getting wider by the moment as Paris nearly had to drag her into the house and then presented her to his mother. Eden, looking for some sort of escape from this embarrassment was not overjoyed to see yet another member of Paris’ family, she was sure was his brother, they looked so similar it was uncanny, just laughing along with Paris, at least they thought this whole ordeal was amusing. “Paris…” Eden said quietly once she caught his mother’s angered face and then back to him noticing he was still clutching her hand, she’d missed whatever had just transpired and just wanted an out. “It was … um … lovely meeting you Mrs. Dounas…” her voice shaky, as she was clearly still rattled, but she made every attempt to push Paris along, she didn’t want to stand here another second being judged. _________________ From: Paris Date: 03-16-2014 22:35:22 This 'sneaking in' business had to quit. His parents were beginning to wonder what was going on in the middle of the night. Paris had made Eden promise to come over like a normal person would. Besides, it was time for him to introduce her to them. He smirked at the thought of his mother knowing her. The moment they find out where they met, it's history. Sighing to himself, he took to doing what he considered normal on a Sunday afternoon; watching TV in his pajama pants. His mother had spent all day cleaning, and when she wasn't doing that she just stared at her son. "You're sister is planning to come home soon, Paris. I'd like to get the guest room set up." His hand shoved more popcorn in his mouth as he watched the discovery channel. "Paris? Are you listening to me?!" Frustrated, the woman turned off the TV. His eyes snapped over to his mother's, "Ma! It's shark week!" With a shake of her head, she slipped the remote in her pocket. "Get it done." Helen didn't care to see him anyways, Paris knew that. She hadnt spoken much to him since he's been let out. Ms. Perfect took time out of her life for everyone else, but him. "Hector... Pick up you're shit out of the hall way!" Paris kicked his brother's bag against the wall, knocking some of its stuff out. He didn't have to squint his eyes much to see the Baggie that slipped out. Hector came running out, seeing his older brother holding his marijuana in one hand. "Paris... Don't tell mom." The look of terror spread across his face, thinking he would do it. "Hide it better next time. She always checked my backpack." He shoved the bag in his back pocket, Hector protested... yet gave up. "Don't let her, dad, Helen, or anyone else but me see this shit..." He gave him a rather serious tone, afraid that he'd fuck up bad like he did. "Vinyard though? Right..." His brother gave him a rather goofy, naive grin. Paris shoved his backpack at him and walked off. A text from Eden notified him she was close. He relaxed against the stairwell, smirking some as he thought. Tricking her would be hilarious and awkward all around. He had in his mind to do it, it wouldn't hurt anyways. Paris stayed by the front window, secretly staring at it. Once he saw the blondie walk up he instantly ran off to the living room. The doorbell rang, after a few times his mom just looked at him. "I gotta piss, can you get that?" Hector laughed as his mother got up, sighing as her two sons had no motive to do anything today. "I swear Paris...." She spoke, mainly to herself as she approached the door. He hid out, watching with a shit faced grin on his face. "Who is it?" Hector asked, curious on what got him so gity. "Shut the hell up." Fixing her hair, his mom expected Helen... Only to see some strange woman outside. "Umm Hello! How may I help you?" Paris saw Eden's startled expression, instantly causing him to laugh hard. "Paris..?" She called out. He clenched his stomach as he kept laughing, heading towards them. "Momma... Hide yo pearls! She's gonna take them!" He rested his head on the door frame, trying to control his laughter. "Come in! Come in!" Paris winked as he pulled her hand and forced her inside the house. "Mom... I want you to meet my FIANCÉE..." He made sure to say that loud and proud, thinking a little lie would be hilarious "Eden Bennett. We met at our Parole officer's office." Instantly his mother's eyes widen, hector himself couldn't stop laughing. "See? Look at the ring!" He held her hand up, seeing multiple ones on her hand. "Uhhh....this one!" He said, pointing at a small diamonded one. "Good lord Paris...." His mother just flushed red, unsure if fainting or screaming would be appropriate. Paris looked over at Eden and smirked, it was worth it....

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"Shh...." Paris teased, resting his ear over her chest to hear her heart racing against it. It'd worked, his little idea had turned into something exciting. He moved his head up, looking down to see how swollen he had made her nipples. He bit his bottom lip, rocking his hips a little more on her to cause some sort of friction for himself. "I feel like we can never stop..." His finger trailed down her chest, stopping just above her belly button. "Huh..." He moved his body off her, continuing to move his hand until it reached her wet folds. "So someone is really enjoying this.." He allowed two of his fingers to tease her, letting them only go in for a second before quickly pulling them out. He moaned lightly, lowering his head to replace his fingers. His tongue cleaned off what had dripped first, his moans continuous as he exaggerated them to the fullest. "Eden..." His hand traveled up her body, giving her breast a squeeze before going back to her hip. Paris' tongue started darting inside her, his face pressed firmly against her as it rocked. He made sure to lick everywhere he could, his moans turning into grunts as he allowed his animalistic instincts to kick in. He bit every now and then, reminding her who was really in control in the situation.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 09-26-2014 15:11:44 Eden tried to yell at Paris through the gag in her mouth as she felt and heard him leave the room. This being tied up, blind folded and gagged bit was playing with her nerves and it hadn't even been more than a few minutes. As she heard footsteps and a few stumbling ones from the floor above Paris' room she became slightly curious about what could be going on. But that didn't stop her from trying to pull at the rope, free herself in some way from the confines. She tried the left first and then the right, neither would budge, and she began to wonder if in his spare time Paris had become and expert knot tier . Eden felt completely exposed, helpless, and for the moment at least, alone, she grunted continually against the gag even still once she heard Paris return to the room and she could tell by his voice that there was a almost a hint of enjoyment in seeing her like this. She wanted to ask him what took him so long, what he could possibly have needed to slip away for, but the latter of the questions was asked when she felt him pour some kind of liquid over her. The glide of his tongue and mouth over her skin eased her frustration with it all a bit, even more so when he continued to her chest, feeling bits of the liquid trickle over her breasts and quickly caught by Paris before dripping off of her.

His voice, his words, taunted her to the fullest extent, she knew he was enjoying seeing her like this, flustered, agitated, and she didn't even need to see his face to know it was true. It wasn't until she felt the chill of the ice on her nipple that Eden's frustration started to melt away, just as the ice was beginning to in Paris' fingers. The delight in it was unexpected and as he had said she was certainly under his control, and he was so very good at it. She wanted to beg for him to continue, but she didn't have to, feeling the tight grip of his hand around her teased breast and the one thing she could do was heave her chest toward him with a full breath. "Mother fucker....." she screamed to herself in her head as Paris dug his teeth into her erect nipple and teased the other with another piece of ice. The smallest of moans escaping past her gagged mouth as she felt the warmth of his body against her own and the stiffness of member drag across the inside of her leg. The pleasure, the agony, the uncertainty, and the helplessness of it all was turning into a feeling that Eden had never experienced before, but she was certainly starting to find herself too enjoying it. She could only imagine what else he had planned, her curious mind ran wild as she heaved her chest back towards him again, letting out another small moan as his teasing of her breasts continued. _________________ From: Paris Date: 09-26-2014 14:13:42 Paris pulled his lips away, seeing his plan working already. "I'll be right back..." He gave her breast a small squeeze before getting off her. Quietly he slipped on his robe and left the room. To his surprise he saw his brother in the kitchen, close to passing out as he held a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hands. "What do you think you're doing?" He smirked as he took the bottle away, taking a swing as Hector tried to focus on who was standing in front of him. "Don't tell mom..." Paris snickered to himself, giving him a good slap up side of the head as he moved away. "Go to bed and you won't have to worry about it." With a small nod, his little brother clumsily got up and staggered his way up the stairs. He looked down at the bottle in his hands, seeing it half empty. "He'll feel that in the morning..." He mumbled as he kept it, getting a cup to completely fill up with ice. Eden appeared to be flustered, in a pissed off way when he made his way back in. "Sorry to keep you waiting love..." He set the cup of ice on the stand, opening the bottle of jack back up. Paris allowed a good amount of it to spill down her stomach, his tongue going down instantly to make sure not a drop was wasted. He repeated the same process on her chest, his tongue swirling on both breast as she got more impatient with him. "Poor little Eden... All worked up..." He reached over and grabbed an ice cube. "Just wanting to get it all over with..." He traced her right nipple with the cube, the heat from her body melting it some as it started hardening up. "I like seeing you like this, vulnerable...depending on me to give you what you desire." Her nipple was completely rock hard at this point, ready to be teased with. He gripped her breast hard as his other hand reached for another ice cube. His teeth bit as hard as they could on her while the other nipple received the same treatment. His hips slowly dragged against hers as his shaft grew hard over her. Paris focused on both her nipples, biting and sucking hard on the right one as the left was pinched and gropped once the ice cube melted.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 09-19-2014 22:43:46 Eden had to admit she was intrigued about what Paris might do to make her stay, and she grinned up at him as he relentlessly removed the rest of her clothing. "Besides having the option of walking home with not even the smallest of garments covering me?" she asked him as she pushed herself up onto her arms and her eyes followed him across the room, "I'm dying to know what you intend on doing to keep me here, Paris." His comment about his mother hearing them didn't detour her, perhaps in fact it let her to grow more curious and when he dropped the rope so that she could see it, even if that smirk on his lips eased her mind a little, her eyes grew wide, a bit in delight but also a bit unnerved. Eden tried as hard a she could to mask the wavering tone in her voice as Paris began tying her to his bed, "Right .... try anything .... once."

Once she was firmly tied up she could feel that she wasn't able to move an inch, aside from her head and she turned to Paris, listening to his voice as her eyes met his, "I can't deny...?" but once her eyes caught sight of the gag she looked back at him, "You can't be serious .... I'm not that loud.....am I?" Truth be told Eden knew she was, Paris certainly seemed to have that effect on making the usually quiet little mouse that she was scream things she'd never even thought before. "Alright, gag me already," she grunted, still not entirely settled with the idea as he covered her eyes, Her wrists and ankles were a bit sore already from the rope as her tiny frame hung across his bed, she prayed to whomever that he had locked the door to his room, because this would certainly be a site for anyone if he hadn't. She tried to concentrate, to listed to his voice, to feel the firm press of his lips against her skin as he drew downward. As his moan filled the air and his mouth sucked upon her taut nipple Eden had to remind herself that she couldn't move, how desperately she wanted to run her hands through his hair as he delighted in her to let her other hand roam over his skin, but she was left with nothing but a small whimper that she was able to muster past the gag. _________________ From: Paris Date: 09-19-2014 21:50:38 "You're not going to leave Eden Bennett. You want to know why?" Paris gave her a quick kiss before standing back up. Without asking, he removed what little bit of clothing she had remaining. He went to his desk, pulling out a box that he had in one of the shelves. "You know my mother is upstairs right?" He said to her over his shoulder. He bit his lip some, fumbling with what he had in his hand until he was done with it. "You make even the slightest moan and she'll hear it." Paris turned back to look at her, showing four pieces of rope in his hand. "I know what you're thinking, how fifty shades of me. But didn't we agree to try everything once?" He looked up at her with a smirk as he tightened up her foot to his bed. It didn't take long for her to be tied up to the point that she couldn't move. The next part was something he knew she wouldn't enjoy, but he bought this especially for a moment like this. "You can't tell me no sweet heart..." He showed her the gag, toying with it in his hands with one of his old ties. First thing he did was tie the tie around her eyes, making her blind. Then he carefully put the gag around her mouth. "Now you'll rely on my voice..." He whispered, kissing against her cheek as he slowly made his way down to her breast, making sure she felt as uncomfortable as possible. His lips wrapped around her erected nipple, lightly suckingly from it as he let out an exaggerated moan.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 03-06-2014 20:09:02 Eden glared up at him as he hovered above her, that cocky smirk playing on those lips she just wanted to ravish. Her leg tingled from the pain of his slap on her thigh and she laughed, almost mockingly, at his reason for punishment, "You know me, I don't ever call. Why ruin the surprise?" Her eyes moved downward, a leg draping over him to pull him close as her hand played at his side, and she watched with malicious delight as her nails lightly dug into his skin. "You know..." she said, her voice almost taunting him as she returned to his gaze, "If you'd prefer I could go...." Her fingers toyed on his bare chest, almost dancing against his skin, "I could always come back when it's more..." and as she paused she took a moment to press her lips to his, just ever so lightly before speaking again, "convenient." _________________ From: Paris Date: 03-06-2014 19:43:48 "I love seeing you get all ma-" Paris couldn't even finish his own sentence as she came to him. His lips moved against hers as his body did, fingers quickly going to the buckle to pull off. Once Eden had taken his shirt off he returned the favor by practically ripping off her shorts. His hands roamed around her body as the two laid on his bed, lips continuously moving as he got on top of her. "My my... Did she really miss me that much?" His eyebrow cocked up at the question, seeing her all flustered under him just made him smirk. "Didn't even have the decency to call beforehand," his hand quickly slapped hard against her thigh, as if he was punishing her for being so rude.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 03-05-2014 17:35:33 Eden's eyes darted to the door with full attention as she saw the handle turn, and for a moment she panicked, what if it was his mom behind that door. God she couldn't even think of what she would say if that was the case, probably would just dart out of the room without a word. But when she saw him through the opening in the door she was relieved, yet angry all at the same time, he'd unintentionally kept her waiting for him. She pooped up from the bed as he closed the door behind him, pulling her top over her head as she rushed toward him and spoke with a bit of an edge in her voice, "Yea, I'm a fucking psychic." She didn't waste any time, something inside her was fueling her actions as she pressed her lips to his feverishly taking him by the back and dragging him to the bed with what strength she had. Once she felt her legs reach the bed, her lips still very much against his, she pulled at his shirt with one hand, parting their kiss only momentarily to speak, "Shirt ... off .... Now." And with a quick tug it was off before she pulled him roughly down onto the bed with her. _________________ From: Paris Date: 03-05-2014 16:41:15 No luck, the job search was pretty much useless. Even if a job was thrown at him they'd reconsider, Paris was not 'job material' to anyone. With a deep sigh he entered his parents house, throwing the keys to his mother's Mazda down along with his wallet. "I'm home!" She had heard her son and made her way downstairs, hoping for some good news. All he did was shake his head, and with a roll of his eyes he made his way to the kitchen. "Paris, we need money-" his glare cut her off, knowing it was best to let him sulk. "Dinners in the fridge. I'm going to bed, your father is working late." Paris nodded as he opened up the fridge and saw his plate already made. Not bothering to reheat it, he ate the cold spaghetti in silence. The day was complete shit to him, all he wanted to do was give up on everything. After he finished eating he cleaned his plate off and placed it in the washer. He made his way into his room, not wanting to deal with anybody else for the rest of the night. To his surprise, that wouldn't be the case. Eden Bennett glared at his direction the moment he walked, causing him to smirk as he shut the door "Can you read minds? It seems like you knew I needed you tonight..."

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 03-05-2014 16:24:20 She sat with her legs one over the other on the edge of his bed, rocking back and forth impatiently, her eyes keeping a close eye on the door. Her day had been hell, she'd manage to fuck up pretty badly at work and all she wanted now was him. She could hear the constant creek of the floor abover her head as his mother meandered about upstairs. She'd never met the woman and didn't have any intention of doing so, which is why she had snuck into the house she'd only seen a few times before in the early hours of the morning. "God Damnit Paris," she mummbled to herself as her rocking continued, he was gonna pay for making her wait this long, of that she'd be sure of.

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That now semi-familiar feeling of a smile traced Eden’s lips as Paris caught onto her joke and felt the fresh press of his lips against her for the first time that day. “Not exactly my best work, but, if you stick around I’m sure you’ll get to see the full act being played on others.” She felt a sense of relief that at least he seemed to have sense of humor about these sort of things, especially after she’d managed to swipe his wallet twice already without so much as bit of concern. She turned to him, slightly bewildered by his comment of making him breakfast, “That would require a skill that I’ve never had and really haven’t intended on learning. Unless you count pouring cereal out of a box and into a bowl with milk in it, now that I can do.”

Eden could tell from Paris’s voice that home life was certainly not idyllic, she too knew the strain of being in a family where you didn’t feel like you were wanted, nor did you ever feel like you’d belonged. She was thankful for what little she had in the little studio where they were, it wasn’t much, but she couldn’t imagine where her life would be without it. So even if it had come at the expense of a hateful handout from her adoptive father she would still have a roof over her head. It was when Paris mentioned breakfast again that somehow her stomach must have been in tune with his thoughts, for it growled, quite loudly, causing her cheeks to flush slightly as she emitted a small, apologetic laugh. “Breakfast sounds … amazing,” she said before pushing herself off the floor, although not with much ease, as every muscle seemed to ache now, “let me just change into something … well decent.”

She hadn’t intended to take long, slipping on a fresh pair of jeans, a simple tank top in a light shade of lavender and long sleeve white jacket. As she pulled her hair up into that same sloppy updo from the day before she felt somehow more put together, perhaps it was that little spring in her step from a night with a guy who seemed to understand her. Whatever it was she wanted to hold onto it for as long as she could, it was unfamiliar, and exciting, neither of which she’d ever known. When she was finished she grabbed a small little leather purse, flinging it over her shoulder before she spoke, “I know a place within walking distance we can go, that I’m not banned from yet. They have the best breakfast and their bacon ….” Eden paused just as her stomach growled again and she opened the door to her apartment, just before grabbing his hand and slipping of that ring she’d put on it earlier, “Well it’s the best, and I can’t promise I’ll share.” _________________ From: Paris Date: 01-13-2014 0:20:57 Paris didnt know what to say or do, he had no memory of the two of them even mentioning the word marriage. As she looked distraught on how the fact he forgot this he looked down and played with the ring. "I-I don't...." His eyes snapped back to hers when she started laughing. He couldn't help but feel relieved that this was all a joke. "You. You had me nervous for a second. Well played, well played." Paris smirked and kissed her again before getting up. His back hurt as he tried stretching out his sore muscles. The torn up skin still seemed sensitive even though it's been a few months since it happened. "What? No breakfast?" His eyebrow arched as he stared back at her. "If you wanted to play this gag on longer, a husband is entitled to a breakfast from his wife. Especially after what night we had." He shrugged and sat down on her couch. "Well, as you may have noticed I live with my parents still. It's not ideal, it's required by Perry I do. The moment I turned 18 the court decided it's best I just stay with them." Paris rolled his eyes as he hated life at home "just for six months.....then I'm out of here. I'm moving away from my past." He mainly spoke to himself, thinking on how life has drastically changed within one year. His sister hates him, father barely says much, his mom still gets onto him on any sort of racial or sexist remarks he makes. His brother on the other hand, worships him like a god. Or did atleast, after he quit he was forced to as well. " since I didn't get said breakfast, lets just get some shall we?" Paris got up, wanting to get his mind away from the troubles at home.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 12-22-2013 2:33:38

Eden laid back down on the hard floor next to him, there wasn't a likely chance she'd fall back asleep now, especially as the sun rose and bit by bit the little apartment was flooded with light. It didn't take long, maybe twenty minutes or so for her to hear Paris' morning greeting, and she turned to him, a small smile forming across her lips just as he answered his phone. She could tell his mother was mad, but from the look on his face, Paris didn't seem to care, and she really wondered what sort of trouble he would be in for even staying with her for the night, she was certainly glad he had. Her quirks didn't seem to terrify or put him off like they had been known to with other guys so when she heard him nervously laugh when he noticed the ring she tried not to crack up with laughter. "That would make two of us," she said, Somehow the idea of them getting hitched in a late night escapade after everything else that had happened seemed like it would just be the icing on the cake.

She smiled, almost blushing as he mentioned her strength, "All it takes is a little time at the Y, kind of got into boxing a few years back when my parent...." And then she stopped and corrected herself, "Isaac and Grace asked me to move out. A girl on her own can never be to careful, you know." She laughed a little at his mention of stalking her, "Trust me, I won't tell Officer Perry if you don't, something tells me she wouldn't think too much of two 'delinquents' spending time together. Who knows what sort of trouble we might get into." And as he sat her on his lap, asking her how she managed to get him to agree to something like marriage she looked at him stone faced, letting herself fall into the act she'd wanted to play so badly since she'd slipped the ring onto his finger.

"You honestly don't remember...? You looked so happy and ... I thought." She looked up at him through her lashes, throwing up those doe eyes she'd used so often as a distraction to shoplift in the past. "You said...and we were on the beach," if anything pulling a full guilt trip on him would be enough, "If you don't want to though...I understand...it did seem a little too good to be ..." but her last word was cut off by a small laugh, she couldn't even help it now, bursting into laughter. "Okay, okay, we didn't get married, I just wanted to see how you'd react to it all, certainly would have been interesting to ask if now that we were married if I could meet your mom."

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-22-2013 0:52:56

Just as the day went by the night quickly followed. Paris felt the aches all on his shoulders and back. His eyes fluttered open as they adjusted to the sunshine. "Mmm good morning..." He mumbled as he let go of her hand and rubbed his eyes. Before either of them could say anything his phone had gone off once again: Paris -knowing he was in for it- : Good morning, mom! Mama Dounas -obviously pissed- : where in the hell are you?! We've been calling all night! Paris -wincing as his mom yelled-: didn't you tell me I should be out more? Mama D: With my knowledge yes! You're on probation Paris! Paris -groaning as his eyes glanced over to Eden, making him smile- : ok, well im fine.... I'll come home later. Mama D: Get your ass home now! Paris -smirking some before he glanced down at his free hand, seeing a ring he never saw before- : uhh.... I'll call you later. Love you. -phone click- Paris' eyes focused on the silver band that fit perfectly on his ring finger. Astonished he glanced over at hers, seeing one in the exact same finger. "Uh...." He gave her a smile, the best he could as he felt chocked up on what to say. "I didn't think it got that wild last night... Hell I never been drunk that bad to where I would do this!" He chuckled to loosen himself up some, getting up he searched for his clothes. "I had fun last night...." He said, trying to remember if they in fact got married at some point. Perhaps he was drugged midway through the night. "I must admit, I've never met someone who was strong like you." He smirked as he got his pants on, his eyes scanning down her body. "Then again... This is the first I ever stalked somebody you know? God if perry found out what I did...whew I'd go back to jail." Paris got back on the ground and pulled her in his lap, lightly kissing the tip of her nose. "So...what'd you use on me? Rupees?"

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 12-21-2013 20:13:24

There was something so transfixing about the heat, the desire, and swift motions between them. Eden couldn't recall ever feeling like this, let alone so quickly, Paris left her lusting for more with each passing moment that she was left weak and exhausted after they'd been brought back down to earth. She laid on the floor, her back a little achy from their descent from the couch, and she smiled, almost mischievously up at him, as if their first go at it together had been nothing but over and beyond sensational. Her grip was still tight on one of his arms, her nails had clearly dug their way into his skin, she let them free of his skin, looking at them as she did so and then back to him, "Sorry, guess I got a little .... caught up in it all. Forgive me for what I'm sure will last longer than any aches and pains we'll have from that tumble earlier." She sighed with exhaustion, pushing up to kiss him once more before it really set in. The exhaustion hit her harder than she expected, and she knew it was bad form to pass out right after, but there was nothing that could be done about it.

But there was one thing that the exhaustion couldn't keep her from for long, every night since that day that would haunt her forever it came rushing back, just like the water had done. She woke up in a panic, her eyes darting open and her breathing quick and shallow, sitting up quickly to try to get her wits about her. It took a few momenta to even realize Paris was still there and she was surprised she hadn't woken him, in the past she'd been know to scream so loud that sometimes she's wake herself up. When her breathing finally slowed, she was quick to notice that the sin was already beginning to rise, soon enough the little studio apartment would flood with light and make it almost impossible to sleep. Eden got up, making sure to move slowly as to not wake Paris up before venturing to the small bathroom, where she closed the door before turning on the light. Her hair literally looked like she hadn't brushed it in days, that much she could tell while her eyes adjusted to the light. She took a brush from the shelf above the sink, running it through her hair until it looked somewhat presentable. All the while she kept sniffing at the air, his scent seemed to be on her, filling the space around her and it was intoxicatingly delightful. As she set the brush back onto the shelf she noticed she was still wearing her many rings, something she usually took off before bed, but in this case she'd been far too preoccupied to do so. She toyed with the one on her thumb as she turned off the light to the bathroom and opened the door to the living space.

The silver band was simple, far too large to go on any other finger, and as she lied back down next to him, pulling a blanket from the couch, draping it over them, and moving his hand over it after she was done an idea popped into her head. She slipped all the other rings off her fingers, keeping the silver band in her reach and making sure just to keep one on her ring finger. Now she'd never been one to know much about where rings were supposed to go, but she at least knew what finger, so she laced her hand with that of his that was over the blanket, siding the ring on his while doing so. She grinned at their hands, a little bit more mischievously than she probably should have, but she knew it would be quite amusing to see his face when he saw it, there'd be no doubt in that.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-21-2013 18:07:53

Paris' fist clenched the fabric of her skirt, nearly ripping it as he pulled it off her hips. After he threw it to the side his lips crashed against hers for another feverish kiss. It had been awhile since he allowed himself to do something like this, something so different then his normal day to day stuff. Home, Perry, then back home to sleep. He hadn't done much with his life once he was let out, thinking it would always be this way. Paris pushed those thoughts away as he grabbed a hold of the last piece of clothing keeping her from being completely exposed. His eyes gazed down her naked body, mesmerized by her looks. His forceful nature got to the best of him, his jeans and boxers were quickly pulled off and thrown to the side. After he reached for his wallet he looked back at her and smirked. "There's one part you forgot to check....." He said as he unzipped it and pulled the packaged condom out of it. Paris busted it open and slid it on, throwing his wallet back on the ground. "Safety first right? Wouldn't want something to go unplanned huh?" He pressed his lips back to hers, almost forcing himself inside her as his hips began to rock against hers. The couch wasn't big enough for something like this, hell Paris alone thought his fingers pierced through the cushions as he gripped on it. Aggravated with it he rolled the two of them off it, stopping once he was on top again. "We'll feel that later..." Nightfall seem to come fast, Paris laid wide awake as he looked up at the ceiling. Eden's body remained close to his, sound asleep with his arm wrapped around her tiny frame. His hair was a mess, cheeks still flushed from all the excitement, he counted three marks on his body that he could see. It definetly was nothing like he ever had, whereas most women just took it she seemed to fight back; which was a huge turn on for him. Paris raked his fingers through his drenched locks, trying to comb out the mess it was. Blindly his hand reached for his phone, turning it on to see what felt like a dozen missed calls from both his parents with countless messages. "Must've been on silence...." He said quietly to himself, smirking as he shook his head. Paris looked down at Eden, seeing how peacefully she slept against him. His fingers lightly trailed down her cheek as he smiled. His parents didn't need him home tonight, he'd much rather stick around. With a deep sigh he closed his eyes again, allowing the sleepiness to win as he drifted off into dreaming on what events took place during the last few hours.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 12-07-2013 17:36:20

There was something there that Eden had never been able to comprehend with anyone before, Paris just made sense to her, and as she felt his hand grips hers and those lips smile at her, she felt she could genuinely return it with one of her own. It was strange, this new found emotion of actual happiness that she was sure she had at some point in her life, but no one had even tried to get it out of her and he'd already managed it without trying. When her pulled her up and onto his lap, feeling his forehead brush against her own her eyes met his, and much as she had done as a child she stared into those brilliant eyes of his, not searching, just watching, sinking deep into them as if she could almost see his soul. She was so caught up in him that she hadn't realized that he had removed her bra, she was exposed and in so many more ways than just her bare skin being out in the open, and she actually didn't care, for once in her life it felt so right, so unquestionably right.

Her legs slipped to either side of him, her long skirt literally pooling around them and as he left her breathless with another kiss she pulled all of herself closer to him, even being inches apart didn't seem acceptable. There was no denying the bulge growing beneath her, it excited her, and she felt herself almost dragging her lower half against him at an excruciatingly slow pace, there wasn't anything she didn't want to feel, and it was so easy to do so when all that stood between them was his jeans and what little fabric there was covering her. Ever kiss between them felt deep, passionate and delightfully warm and intoxicating, she relished in each one, both of her hands now on either of his shoulder, her fingers in his hair, dragging along his neck when she'd get lost in him. So when he pulled them from her, she felt lost in another sense, but when he found a new place to delight her with she wasn't going to argue. He was forceful, but also gentle, a combination that left her with more want then she ever knew she could desire, her head fell to to top of his, her lips pressing tightly together as she drew in a deep breath, he smelled amazing, and it took everything within her to not want to take him in that instant. She'd let him continue, to ignite that fire within her, and then she's show him why she had said what she had about her name earlier.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-07-2013 16:49:43

Something as simple as a kiss, meant more than words to Paris. He clutched her hand tightly, squeezing it some as he gave her a small smile as his own way of saying thank you. The number of times he was told sorry were enough to drive him insane. Although it was terrible what happened, he felt that it was a way to remind him of the horrible he had done. Paris sat her up in his lap, resting his forehead to hers as his breathing became slightly heavy. Eden looked breathtaking, her body perfect in his eyes. He lightly kissed her nose as his hands went behind her back, looking for the latch of her bra. For once in his life, speaking didn't seem necessary to him... Only action. His lips met up with hers as he took off her bra. The way her lips moved against his felt inviting, warm. His tongue made its way to hers as he deepened the kiss. His groin ached under her, begging for atleast the same friction from earlier.

Allowing it he began to tease her against his hardening shaft, making sure she could feel where it wanted to go. A small grunt escaped his lips, feeling the pleasure of just her body this close to him being overwhelming. Paris broke the kiss and looked down at her body, seeing it move against his as she wanted some form of release as well. His thumb traced her hardening bud on her right breast, the soft flesh being grasped by his hand as the other nipple met up with his lips. His shaft felt restrained, being forced to stay down due to his jeans. Paris forced her body to work harder against him, wanting to be completely ready by the time the clothes were completely off.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 12-07-2013 1:33:08

The moment he pulled his lips from hers Eden was full of confusion and she opened her eyes to see him in such a terrified state she couldn't help but wonder if she'd done something wrong. Her hands drew back from him as she propped herself up on her elbows, gazing up at him in wonder as he seemed to be at a loss of words. And then her eyes met his and the look in them was all too familiar, there was pain in them, something had triggered what she assumed was a flash back, but she wasn't sure exactly what it had been or what the memory could possibly be. "Paris?" she asked, almost hesitantly, unsure how far he'd been swept into the memory, and when he did eventually come to she could breath a little easier. It wasn't until the shirt that he wore was removed that it began to be a little clearer, she could see from her position the scar tissue all along his back, indeed it must have more closer to an excruciating memory, even still it looked painful. She looked at the scar, seeing that she had really only been inches from touching the scar moments earlier and then she turned her attention back to him as he spoke, and she could tell there was something else he wanted to say, but she wasn't going to push him. There was little she could think of to say to him, all her scars were internal, years of torment and abandonment haunted her, so she said nothing, just simply pushed herself up onto her hands and placed a soft and tender kiss upon his forehead, it was her way of saying that she understood.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-07-2013 0:02:52

The tips of Eden's fingers came so close, his heart raced in a way that wasn't good when they almost ran across it. Quickly Paris pulled away from her lips, his chest heaving while his eyes were filled with regret. "I..." He glanced down at her, feeling a little more at ease while his heart stopped racing against him. He lightly bit his bottom lip as he thought, so upset with himself as memories of that night flashed through his head. Drunk, as always Paris laid in the field with some woman he just met. Clothes completely scattered around them as they teased around with each other. Then theflames engulfed were they were, she completely running off without him. It was if he was there again, the heat making him somewhat sweat as he thought about it. The pain that came the moment his bare skin on his back came in contact with the flame... his eyes shut tightly as he told himself he wasn't there anymore. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to startle you." His eyes opened back to look down at her, feeling safe in her apartment now. Paris gave her a small smile before he took off his shirt. There in plain sight was the scar from that night, starting at the bottom of his shoulder blade down to his entire bottom right back. His fingers traced the destroyed skin, "it's what keeps me from going back....."

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 12-06-2013 23:22:11

Eden found herself lost in those moments when his lips would press to hers with such haste that it was intoxicating. It was like that first kiss left her wanting more, her tongue gliding past his lips, dragging against his tongue and relishing in the warmth of it just as she felt him push her back onto the couch. When he pulled his lips from hers she wasn't sure what to make of it, but she could see that wicked grin tracing along those lips of his and she just gazed up at him, she was enthralled, enamored, every bit of her felt like it was coursing from this inconceivable high. She listened to him, once again slightly amused that she'd seemed to catch him off guard, that her lips turned up into another one of those uncommon movements of a smile as his thumb glided over them. "Well its a first for me... You just ...," and then she turned her head to the side, feeling that warmth rush to her cheeks again and she kept her head turned before she spoke again, "make me feel things I'm not used to. Things that ... I can't even begin to explain, but I assure you they're delightful." When she felt his hands and hips upon her she felt safe enough to turn back to him, her bottom lip in the clutches in her teeth again. Heat was beginning to rise with in her as he continued to motion her hips against her and she chose to draw a leg around him, wanting the feeling to only intensify. She let him have his way with her, feeling his tug at her shirt and she sat up just slightly so that they were easier to remove. She let out a small delightful sigh as he took his lips to her skin again and she turned her head slightly towards the side of his, letting her tongue drag along the side of his ear before her teeth nipped lightly at the lobe. Her hand that had been at his neck moved down, her fingers playing along his back until she reached the edge of his shirt and her hand drew it up under his shift ever so slightly, feeling the firmness of the skin on his back.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-06-2013 17:56:46

It was if Eden had some kind of control on him. Usually Paris was the one who called the shots on most things yet even he was taken aback when her lips met with his. Sure he had his fair share of first kisses, yet there was something paciular about this one. His arms held her small frame close to his, pushing her down on her own couch as he deepened the kiss. It was crazy enough that he did what he had done earlier today, but this was something else. Eden was something else. Already pulling away so soon he wanted more. Yet with the way his ego was he had to look down and smile at her. "I must admit, usually I make the first move. It's nice to see somebody else take control." Paris' thumb ran across her full bottom lip as he spoke. Her cheeks seemed flushed with excitement as his was. A smirk played on his lips as his hand traveled down to her chest, groping her breast lightly as he grounded his hips against hers some. The friction alone was enough to get a rise out of him, it'd been months since he last done anything close to this. The want in his eyes was obvious, to him at least. Her shirt had to come off, no questions asked or anything. He grabbed a hold of the white cloth and helped her pull it over her head. Paris allowed her to keep the bra on, not wanting to rush into things too fast. His lips pressed against the base of her throat, lightly kissing it as his hips continued to move over hers.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: ǝsɐɔ ʇǝʞsɐq Date: 12-05-2013 1:29:30

Eden watched with slight amusement as the realization of what she had said hit him, and a silence fell between them. The edges of her lips turned up into an almost heartfelt smile, a movement she wasn't used to so it didn't quite have the same effect. The fact that she could silence him with such a simple thing as a word was endearing, usually she was the one stuck in silence and even from the moment they'd met at the station he'd said more in that time then she'd spoken in a few days. She nodded her head just a bit in reply to his question, "Yes, pleasure, not exactly what one would think, but I think it has value in certain things." Eden watched him intently as the whole shock of her words seemed to settle a bit and then she saw the one thing that made it worth it, that smirk upon his lips that made her feel like the room had started spinning. But it seemed like he was planning on pushing her right past the spinning and into a whole other realm of unfamiliar territory as he began to close the space between them and she felt those familiar fingers along the side of her face. She tried to focus before she spoke but wasn't sure if she'd managed it, "I'll ... Uh ... Keep that in mind. Wouldn't want to, you know, not live up to said expectations."

Eden didn't know what to make of what was happening, and she certainly wasn't going to fight it, personal space at this point was falling to the wayside. She'd already felt that nervous flutter twice before that day, now she was sure it those nerves were visible as her cheeks burned upon hearing the fact that someone in the world, but more importantly him, actually thought she was beautiful. It wasn't something she'd ever heard stated outright, and there he was, just stating how he felt, and now she was the one caught off guard again, feeling thing for him she was sure she'd never felt before, but had no certain way of even vocalizing them. So she felt almost a sense of relief when she felt those lips, those same lips that she'd found herself lingering too long on, upon the soft skin of her collarbone. 'Oh my god!!' was all she could think, her mind reeling as the sensation was nothing less than incredible. Her teeth gripped her lower lip hastily as he continued and she let herself get lost in it for a moment, her arm wrapping around him, her fingers gliding through his hair. She arched her back slightly, almost purposefully drawing his lips from her skin, intent on pulling them to her own that when she got them she pressed a heated kiss into him, letting go of any inhibitions she had.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-05-2013 0:19:25

"Who knows. Maybe when I meet that special lady I'll start a war for her.." Paris stared off in the distance as she spoke. Her name was unique, he was sure he'd never met an Eden in his life. The name certainly fit her in the beauty since, but it wasn't until she uttered the word pleasure that stopped him dead silent. His eyes snapped back in her direction, mind unsure on what he should say which was a first. He didn't want to be up front on everything and tease about if they should test it out to see if it was true. Instead, he just smiled in her direction ones again. "Pleasure huh?" His arm snaked its way back to him as he straighted up his posture. Paris remained silent, still speechless on everything. Smirking some he positioned his body to face her. "I must say...that beats my meaning that is of course, you live up to it." He allowed himself to inch closer to her, breaking that 'personal bubble' zone she had. Softly his hand brushed up her cheek to push her hair back. "I've never been one to lie, and honestly I think you're the most beautiful thing I've seen." As cheesy as it sounded Paris didn't care, he thought that the moment he first saw her. Even while in Perry's office all he could think about was her. Hell he wouldn't be here if he didn't want to know more about this woman he met a mere few hours ago. He laid his forehead down against her shoulder, lightly kissing her collarbone.

_________________ From: Eden Bennett Date: 12-03-2013 0:21:22

She slid his ID back into his wallet, handing it to it to him as he sat on the couch next to her. Her nose scrunch nose at the mention of Romeo and Juliet, "If that's the only pairing available..." Eden watched him intently as he began to tell her about his names origin, her gaze falling to her arm, watching and feeling the tip of his finger upon her skin. When she heard him stop speaking for a moment she looked back up to him with a small smile. "So are you planning on starting a war of your own someday?" She gave him a once over, perhaps longer than she should have before shrugging her shoulders, "Yea...I guess it kind of fits...." But her word were cut off as she felt his hand and arm wrap around her, and she turned to look at his hand, and then back to him where that smile of his just seemed to beam at her. She tried to clear her head as he asked her about her name so she didn't sound like a complete idiot. "I'm not sure to be honest. Grace and Isaac weren't the ones to name me." People may have thought it was strange that she called her parents by their first names but in the past few years calling them mom and dad didn't feel right, they didn't feel like family as they once had when she was a child. "I have however heard that there are a few meaning to the name, the garden of course, delight...and one of perhaps my favorites..." A little bit of a grin made its way across her lips and she looked up at him before she spoke again, "pleasure..."

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-03-2013 2:03:22

Paris couldn't help but flinch when she threw her boots at him. "Whoa whoa whoa!!! ....calm down...." How she managed to get his wallet again was beyond him. It didn't upset him, just made him more curious on how she does it. "You can call me Romeo... Only if you be my Juliet of course." He sat down next to her on the small couch, letting out a loud sigh as he stretched. "Yep... I was named after the man who started the Trojan war just by stealing another man's woman.." Paris traced his finger against her arm. Most people think he was named after the city in France, which would always cause a rise out of him. His name was Greek just as he was, which was something he was always proud of. "Yeah... Of course he was good looking. I mean a woman wouldn't leave her husband for somebody who wasn't. I always thought the name fitted me in more ways then one." Paris wrapped his arm around her shoulder and grinned, wondering how awkward he had made her. "So... Does your name have some special meaning behind it. Did your parents name you Eden because you're as beautiful as the garden?"

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Eden Bennett Date: 12-02-2013 0:12:28

She was slightly taken aback by his clear lack of understanding about personal space and even if she had tried to move away there wasn’t much space between him and the door to move between. A brow cocked curiously as he smiled at her, what was it about that smile that left her feeling nervous again, much as it had back at the station. But as soon as he pushed past her screaming that he was Luke Skywalker that feeling subsided; now she was slightly frustrated that he’d intentionally avoided her question and made his way into her place. She huffed, throwing her boots in his direction, but not with the intention of hitting him, although if they had she would just consider it a happy accident. “Me, mad … no not at all,” she said finally as she walked into her apartment and closed the door behind her. “The next time you want to withhold information maybe you should be more attune to your proximity,” and with a wide grin she held up his wallet again, opening it as she walked over to the small couch that also pulled out into a bed, pulling out his ID as she sat upon it. “And so he has a name, Paris Micah Dounas.” _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-01-2013 23:44:14

Paris smirked smugly to himself as she started talking while opening the door. Maybe he wasn't ready to tell her his name, it was more of a game to him now compared to earlier. Once she turned to face him, he just shook his head and walked close to her. His hand grabbed the door handle as he allowed himself to practically press up against her. "You want to know who I am?" He glanced down at her and smiled, his grip on the door tightening up. "I'm Luke Skywalker and I'm here to rescue you!!" He practically screamed it as his hand turned the knob, shoving it open as he ran inside. Paris clutched at his abdomen as he laughed, his face turning a bright red as he lost oxygen. "Ok.....ok..... That was good... Admit it...." His laughing calmed down as he looked around, it was cozy...small...but cozy. He didn't have any room to judge, not wanting to mention he lived with his parents still. "Nice place..." He looked back at her and smiled. "Awe, don't tell me I upset you!"

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Eden Bennett Date: 12-01-2013 21:58:30

Eden didn’t know what to make of the stranger from the station and when he chuckled she wasn’t sure if it was because she looked ridiculous holding a pair of boots up in the air like a crazy person or because he had other sinister things in mind. She stepped back quickly on the stairs, not saying a word, her eyes wide a more full of fear than anything else as he jumped up and raised his voice to her. When he pulled out the wallet, her eyes gazed down on it, and when he opened it up and she saw the lack of contents in it her gaze drew up to him. She was purely puzzled, especially as he mentioned why he was there and then spoke her name, it was only after he started berating her with questions that she opted to speak, walking up the remaining stairs between them. “For a person who claims to know enough to find me you sure are full of questions.”

She dropped her boots on the mat by the front door before pulled a small set of keys from her bag to unlock it. “Before I answer your question…” she said as she turned to lock, “Why don’t you at least be a gentleman and tell me your name, you after all seem to already know so much about me.” Her tone was rather harsh; he’d already managed to touch a nerve she’d tried so hard to forget about over the past six years. “If you tell me you can come in, otherwise you might as well go, I don’t open my home to people I don’t know.” She slowly pushed the door open, turning to pick up her boots she glanced at him, at little glare in her eyes as she did so, “Well, what will it be then, in or out?” _________________ From: Paris Date: 12-01-2013 21:30:53

The startled look on her face made Paris chuckle. Perhaps for his own amusement he should play out like he was angry at her. "Why would you go around stealing people's wallets!?" He jumped up, acting as if he was really pissed off at her. He grabbed his wallet out of his back pocket, a light brown one that was a replica of Samuel L. Jackson's from Pulp Fiction (a movie that had always been a favorite of his.) "you see this?! You know how much money I keep in this?!" He opened it up to show the lack of it he really had, once she looked back up at him he just chuckled. "Don't worry sweetheart, Im not mad...." He closed it back up, shoving it in his back pocket once again. "I came here because a little voice inside my head told me I should. Our friend downtown doesn't seem to hide personal information easily. So tell me Eden Rayne Bennett... What made you snap?" Usually women who were kleptomaniacs or quiet meant something was wrong. "Lemme guess... Daddy touched you? No? Hmmm...... If it wasn't rape it must've been abuse. Did he spank you around too much. I always thought a little abuse never hurt a kid personally but who am I to judge huh!?" Paris had been known to just speak forever, never holding anything back no matter how fucked up it was. The ADD was to blame, that... And how he lacks people skills these days.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Eden Bennett Date: 11-30-2013 0:46:32

Eden didn’t make a sound, just stood there as the stranger took his wallet back from her; the only response she gave to his comment was a quick flutter of her eye lashes as she just stared at him. He didn’t seem too perturbed by her, but she couldn’t say the same, he actually made her rather nervous, in a way she wasn’t used to. When Officer Perry returned to her to read her the riot act, Eden slightly tilted her head to the side, watching the stranger enter the office she’d just departed, slightly curious about him now. If she’d managed to get away with his wallet maybe there would have been information in there for her to learn more about, but alas she was walking away empty handed, and her ego a little bit more than bruised.

Once outside the building Eden waited, as she always did for her father, it was his duty after all to pick her up after these sessions, but more often than not he’d forget about her. In fact only twice had he actually remembered that she was there, the two weren’t close, never had been and Eden had stressed her mother out to the point of near insanity that the option of her mother coming within feet of her was likely to never happen. So she waited … five.. fifteen … thirty minutes before she finally gave up any hope that Isaac would come and take her home. She had, however, managed to paint her nails in that span of time, a light purple that she felt offered a little whimsy to her look, which drastically needed some help. She wore a basic white t-shit over a tank top of the same color that was paired with a long purple skirt, which just barely covered the commando boots on her feet. With a slight sigh she once again made the trek back to her apartment, which was a long walk from the station, a good 45 minutes and she cursed under her breath that once again she’d have to walk it alone.

By the time she reached the apartment complex where she resided Eden’s boots where in her hands, her messy blonde hair had frayed outside of its usual confined place in a hair tie and her breathing was slightly heavy. She groaned as she made her way up the rickety stairs to the second story apartment her father had purchased to ensure her mother wouldn’t lose her mind. It wasn’t anything fancy by any stretch a 300 square ft studio apartment in a neighborhood that left quite a bit to be desired, but it was hers and hers alone. So when she noticed a figure sitting outside the door to her apartment she stopped, raising up her boots as a means to defend herself. “I don’t have anything even worth keeping, please … just let me ….” And as she cimbed a few steps higher the face of the stranger stared back at her and she was thoroughly confused. “What in the world …?” she asked rhetorically “If you’re here for revenge or an apology I have to say I can give you neither, so you might as well just leave.” _________________ From: Paris Date: 11-29-2013 22:08:54

"You know how much I enjoy these little visitations Officer Perry..." Paris smirked as he walked towards her, the pissed off look in her face stopping him dead in his tracks. "Sheesh.... If I knew you wanted my money so bad sweet face I would've made you work for it." He gave her a small wink as he took back his wallet, checking to see if everything was there. "Go easy on her Perry, the ladies can't control themselves around me." He chuckled as he walked by himself to her office. Paris waited a few moments as she spoke to the thief who tried to steal his wallet. Perhaps he should consider getting a chain, it would be harder to steal it then he thought. Even if she got away with it all it really had was twenty bucks and a few expired coupons for McDonald's. When officer Perry came in he gave her a smile as she sat down. "You seem to be in a pleasant mood today..." She said, wondering why her usual convict wasn't his usual pessimistic self today. Paris just kept grinning at her and relaxed against the chair. "I think I'm in love officer... Do you believe in love at first sight?" The woman seemed disgusted by his words, thinking that it was the last thing he really needs. "Mr.Dounas I assure you you're better off without her." His eyebrow arched at her bluntness, "ouch....and I wonder what you say about me behind my back." "So you won't give me a name of any sort?" He asked for the hundredth time, wanting to know more about this Ms.Bennett he spoke too earlier. "I'm not allowed to Paris, you know this." The tired woman rubbed her eyes, putting his file back in her desk before getting up, "I suppose we're done for the day, I'll see you same time next week." She walked out to the restroom down the hall, leaving him alone in her office. After checking the hallways he ran behind her desk, looking in that drawer for a file with the other woman's last name. "There you are...." He quickly opened it and read as fast as he could, "Eden huh......." He grabbed his phone and took a picture of the address she had listed on there. Pleased with himself after he cleaned up the mess he made he quickly made his way out. "Have a good weekend ma'am." He said to her as she came out of the bathroom. He entered the elevator with a smirk, feeling accomplished with himself. The taxi dropped him off where the address said, Paris paid the man before darting off inside the apartment complex. After knocking a few times at her door he realized she must still be out. He just sat next to her door and waited, wondering when this Eden Bennett would show up.

Sent via RolePlayer.me Mobile _________________ From: Eden Bennett Date: 11-19-2013 0:12:11

Eden didn’t even try to stifle a yawn as it emitted past her lips, clearly she was bored, this meeting felt like it would never end. Officer Perry was just rambling at this point, going on about the endless places she’d end up if she kept up what she was doing. She just couldn’t help herself sometimes; her ability to mostly go unnoticed left her to often wonder what she could actually get away with without getting caught. But she had gotten caught, a few times, the last time was for shoplifting things she didn’t even want or need for that matter. A rather large back scratcher, a few bottles of deep purple nail polish and a packet of PEZ with Snoopy as the head was all she’d taken, in reality yes, they were stupid things to take, but would they really go unnoticed if she hadn’t gotten caught?

“If it wasn’t for that damn back scratcher…” Eden mumbled under her breath, her thick Australian accent was present as she spoke, which she instantly regretted when Officer Perry stopped talking. “Eden, c’mon!” the woman nearly screamed at her, “You’re on a downward spiral here kid, take it from me, if you don’t stop it now it’s going to take you places you’d never want to go.” As much as the woman may have been right Eden really just didn’t care and she swiftly rolled her eyes to the comment. “Like anyone would notice if I just up and disappeared one day, you’re the only one who doesn’t think I’m bloody invisible and that’s because I’m required to come here.” And then relief flung itself at her as she heard the quick little beep of the timer in the room, signaling the end of their meeting, “I’ll try better, promise!” she said in a hurry before leaving the office.

Not more than a few steps outside of that office doorway and she heard an unfamiliar sound that caught her off guard and when she looked to find its creator she cocked a questioning brow and then looked around. Was he really referring to her as this so called “angel” cause last time she’d checked she didn’t have wings. “Uhhhh, it’s” but she paused as her eyes caught the small bulge in his back pocket and she went for it as she mumbled her name quietly under her breath and then turned to walk away. “Miss Bennett!” and in that instant she stopped walking, scrunching up her face and closing her eyes, yep, she was caught. “Buggar, buggar, buggar,” she cursed to herself as she turned around to face officer Perry’s legitimately beating red face, “Would you be so kind as to give Mister Dounas his wallet back?” With a frustrated sigh she pulled his wallet from her bag by the corner with two fingers and held it up to her line of site, giving it a once over before handing it to the one she’d taken it from without a word. _________________ From: Paris Date: 11-18-2013 22:10:44

"Look, I'm only here just to keep the big man happy and to keep me out of the slammer. I know I've done wrong so let's just move on from it." Slouching down in the chair, Paris refused to make any more eye contact with the woman in front of him. The past eighteen months had hardened him some, Juvi wasn't anything like he expected. Now 18, he was free to do what he wanted. He was still asked to see a probation officer for the next few months. Now if he was going to follow that rule was the question. "We want to make sure that this incident will never happen again sir, now if you would just talk to...." Paris' icy state cut her midway. "Why should I listen to you anyhow? You're just a woman." The next visits weren't any better, although he swore to never brutally assault people some of his other habits have yet to die. His Neo-nazi clothing for example, still a major part of his daily wardrobe. Even if he was seeing Officer Perry he had no problem whatsoever to wear it. His hair remained untouched, the one thing he somewhat enjoy having back again. The next visit was within the hour, Paris hadn't even gotten up to get ready yet. He had missed last weeks, which resulted in a serious call that if he was to miss again they would have a warrant for his arrest. Honestly jail time didn't sound too bad, the real world had nothing for him. If it wasn't for his Mom coming in and forcing him up he would've waited for the police to come then. He quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a simple wife beater, not looking to impress really anybody today anyways. Once he was finished his mom waited in the car, wanting to make sure he arrived there and stayed. "I just wish you would take this seriously..." The older woman took out a handkerchief and rubbed the corner of her eye as she drove. Paris just slipped on his sunglasses and stared blankly at the road. "That woman has no right to judge me." The brainwashing his brothers had done was etched in his brain practically. "No nigger, Jew, faggot or woman has any right to say what I did was wrong okay?!" His mom remained mute, hating her son for saying what he just did. Her hand reached for the radio and turned it on to drown the silence, leaving Paris alone to finally sulk in his seat. Once they got there he didn't bother saying anything to her, just went ahead and got out. As he walked up to the room he noticed a newer client he assumed. Deciding he was going to lighten up his own mood,Paris smirked and whistled in her direction, giving her a wink once she looked his way. "How's it going gorgeous?" His tongue lightly brushed against his lower lip as all she did was stare. "Heaven's missing an angel, you got a name sexy?" He chuckled as another cop pulled him away "She is ready to see you Dounas." He said as he guided him back to the room. "So long sweetheart! Until we meet again!"

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