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Lyssandra Vance ([info]lysdexia) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-07-29 17:40:00


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[Awwwkward.]
After everything that had been going on for the past few months, Lyssandra Eberlee had been sure that nothing could possibly make her life more awkward than it already was. Of course, that was before Tadhg had owled her again. He always did have a habit of messaging her at the worst possible times.

Then again, everything about them had always revolved around bad timing. When she was interested in him, he wasn't interested in her, when he was interested in her, she wasn't interested in him -- and when they did happen to line up their affections, he either got 'too busy' with Quidditch or ended up in some fan's pants. Things had never been ideal for Tadhg and herself.

Now was no exception. She paced in front of the mirror and ruffled her hair once more, trying to get it to look presentable. Damnit, why was it that she cared again?

Probably because he was one of the few people outside of her circle of Healer friends that had gotten close to her for a long period of time. When she heard the knock at the door, she cleared her throat and let out a quiet, "Fuck."



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[info]lysdexia
2008-07-30 02:05 am UTC (link)
He'd barely stepped in the door and already he was throwing things like that at her? Lyssandra frowned to herself and then stepped back enough to look him in the eye directly. Seriously, it had been less than five minutes and --

"I know you're straight and to the point," which she actually found herself liking right now, considering every-fucking-thing that had been going on was because Waldo hadn't been straight with her from the start, "but shit, Tadhg. You don't care if I'm pregnant? That's fantastic, but you know what? I ..." Why were her arguments seeming so stupid suddenly?

"You know the reasons we broke up last time haven't changed and so do I." Because she was pretty sure that he had only ever made time for her when he'd felt like it. "So you're wasting your time."

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[info]brute
2008-07-30 02:15 am UTC (link)
Tadhg shook his head vigorously, placing his hands firmly on her shoulders and holding her steadily, "If I knew the reasons we broke up last time didn't change, why would I be here?" he asked pointedly. He raised his brows and tilted his head questioningly, but spoke again before giving her a chance to answer. "Everything's different, alright? I thought -- well, I thought you were going to come back. Like all the other times. I never thought that I'd ever actually -- I never thought it'd ever be over, no matter what. I figured you'd always stick around, no matter what shit I pulled. And now I know that's not the case."

He sighed heavily. Arguing wasn't his strong point. He couldn't twist words to make them fancier or prove himself to be right when he wasn't. He never bothered trying. All he could say is exactly what he meant, no matter how harshly he had to say it. "I know better now, Sandy. I really do. I'm swallowing my pride, I should've done that a long time ago. Trust me, everything is different. And if it's not, then we'll call it quits and I won't bother you again. Alright?"

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[info]lysdexia
2008-07-30 02:20 am UTC (link)
Lyssandra knew that he wasn't very good at arguing. That had actually made things easier in the long-run, all things considered. She'd missed him and that made her more frustrated than anything, because it wasn't as if she'd had terribly good luck with trusting men to do the right thing as of late.

"How am I supposed to know everything's different, Tadhg? Now isn't exactly an ideal time to start trying with me. Don't play dumb with me, love, because I know you've heard I'm up the duff with some rock-star's kid. Unless that's a turn-on somehow ... in which case, just keep that to yourself." Ugh, she felt like she was going to cry again just from working herself up like this and that was more infuriating than anything else.

She made an attempt to pull away from him, placing her hands on his wrists to take his off her shoulders. She just needed -- space, or something.

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[info]brute
2008-07-30 02:27 am UTC (link)
Tadhg didn't let her loosen his grip. His lips formed a thin line and he made a sound of frustration deep in his throat. "You're supposed to let me prove it to you. I'm not daft, Sands, of course I heard. It's not a bloody turn-on, or else I'd have come along months ago. I had to think about it, but now I know what I want. Trust me, this wasn't some hasty decision of mine, it took a while for me to figure out that what I wanted was you, no matter the bloody circumstances."

He paused to take a breath and loosened his grip, keeping one hand on her shoulder and brushing a strand of hair from her eye with the other. "I love you, Sandy. And if you don't want me back, at least let me help you, alright? I'll beat the piss out of the wee bugger, would you like that? Because trust me, love, I'll do it if you ask." He looked at her expectantly, as though she just might ask him to. And then, of course, he'd go off and get it done with.

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[info]lysdexia
2008-07-30 02:35 am UTC (link)
"Let go, Tadhg." Ah, there was one thing that she remembered disliking about him - being so gruff all of the time was fine when you wanted someone to be manly, but not so great when you were trying to reason with someone. She frowned to herself when he spoke and ... well, continued to try and avoid the talk of how much he loved her and wanted to help her and -- bugger it.

She slid a hand through his hair and leaned up to pull him into a slightly awkward kiss, mumbling against his chin, "I'd really rather y'didn't go anywhere just now, if it's all the same to you." But she wasn't completely dismissing the idea of letting him at Waldo if the prat pulled anything else.

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[info]brute
2008-07-30 02:50 am UTC (link)
That sounded better. He grinned and returned her kissing, pulling her closer to him once again. Breaking the kiss, he looked down at her quite serious and said solemnly, "I'll stay as long as you want me to." And then he kissed her again, tucking her hair behind her ear. He knew it'd turn out alright! See what a little confidence got ya? Or, well, at least it sort of seemed to be going his way. He couldn't be too sure just yet. It seemed almost too easy! Sandy wasn't known for her agreeable nature.

But he was happy just to be holding her right now, just to be kissing her. He'd deal with that shit when he had to, if it would even arise. Could you have sex with a pregnant lady? He pushed the thoughts from his mind. One fucking thing at a time, he reminded himself. Move slow. That'll work. Plus, that'd be kinda weird, right? He tried to concentrate on kissing her and, trying to further distract himself, he kissed her with more fervor than before. This was good, this was good. He just needed to shut his head up right now and focus on the moment.

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[info]lysdexia
2008-07-30 02:53 am UTC (link)
If there was one thing that she was good at doing, it was pushing aside logic for a good shag. Nevermind that one time with Amery Wilkes, the fact that she'd even gotten into the position with Waldo (literally, haaa) to get pregnant should've proved that one beyond all doubt.

She leaned against him with a soft sigh and pressed a kiss to his jaw before he caught her lips in another kiss. She always forgot just how ... built he was until she was pressed against him and she felt regrettably small next to him.

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[info]brute
2008-07-30 03:44 am UTC (link)
Tadhg enfolded her even moreso in his arms and continued to kiss her for as long as he could stand. He'd missed her kisses. The other girls -- well, they were so eager. So bloody needy, so nervous, they just tried too damn hard. Lyssandra was never like that. Her kisses could comfort, relax, and excite him all at once. Those other girls either excited or annoyed the hell out of him, and all he wondered is why they couldn't just kiss like her.

He'd like to think that he knew Sandy pretty well. And right now, with the way she was kissing, he could pretty much tell what she was looking for. He was fine with that, obviously. And that must mean that it was okay to shag while she was pregnant? Of course. She wouldn't go for it if it wouldn't be alright. Tadhg swooped her up and cradled her in his arms. She was always light, and even still, while she was pregnant. It wouldn't be weird for him, he'd get over it. He'd just imagine that she put on a few pounds, no big. Out of habit, he carried her to the bedroom. He kissed her as he walked. This place was familiar to him. He knew it like the back of his hand and absolutely nothing had changed. When they made it to the bed, he laid he down and hovered above her, bracing his weight his arms. He grinned devilishly down at her, half because he felt like it and half because she should know that now would be the time to speak up if she had any objections.

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[info]lysdexia
2008-07-30 03:48 am UTC (link)
She definitely didn't have any sort of objection to him carrying her like that. It kind of relieved her that he didn't ... snap in half or something when he picked her up, honestly. Lyssandra nuzzled her face into the curve of his neck while he carried her and then let out a soft sound once he set her down on the bed and smirked, trailing a hand up the middle of his chest.

Yeah, he knew her pretty well -- that was something she didn't want to think about. That meant that he knew exactly what to do to rile her up, and even if it made the sex fucking incredible it also made it really fucking hard to kick him out the next day. That was how things had gotten started the final time around, and it had taken her almost two months to kick his arse out for good.

"Just don't fuck this up," sounded softer than she'd meant it to, unfortunately.

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