t h o m a s ➽ mccormack (thomases) wrote in valesco,
@ 2010-01-14 23:16:00

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Gabrielle ;*
Dark wizards needed to go fuck themselves in the ass.

And not just dark wizards, oh no. Random thieves and hooligans who thought they could get away with zapping defenseless people in the street with itching spells because it was supposedly hilarious needed to jump off a very tall cliff. What was wrong with people these days? Didn't they know that life was easier when you followed the fucking rules?

Dimitri opened the front door of his house with a bit of a slam, irritated and the stupid that seemed to follow him all day.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaabby," he whined, throwing his cloak onto the nearest couch, dropping back into it almost immediately after. Dimitri stared miserably up at the ceiling, thinking that he should go and see if Dean was still awake, but finding that he did not have the energy to move. He pouted greatly and tilted his head back to look up at (and upside down) at his wife, who had just appeared.

"You look pretty."

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thomases
2010-01-15 04:05 am UTC (link)

She has honestly just finished getting dressed when Dimitri walked through the door. A grin spread over her features, grabbing her earrings from her dresser as she made her way out of their bedroom. She was in the middle of getting the back on the second of her earrings when she saw him flop onto the couch. She smiled to herself, and dropped her hands down, continuing her path into the den.

Her figure blocked the doorway, hands going to her hips as she tilted her head at him, smiling at his compliment…because she knew he meant it. Even when she didn’t think she looked pretty, he did. He told her all the time how beautiful she was...and she believed it. The way he looked at her made her just know.

Getting lost in her thoughts, she smiled broader, giggling a bit as she approached him, placing her hands on either side of his face. “Hmm…and you look tired.” She said with a small smirk, leaning forward to gives him an upside down kiss. What was supposed to be quick hello was dragged out, her lips lingering against his own, kissing him just a bit deeper but not much than she usually would whenever she saw him after work. Pulling away, she kissed his chin before bringing her eyes to be level with his. “…you’re not too tired to go out, are you?” She smiled, hoping she was being persuasive enough.

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thomases
2010-01-15 05:28 am UTC (link)

This interested him.

Dimitri twisted to sit up on the couch and immediately put out a hand to Gabrielle's waist. He was definitely not a man to ignore any sort of effort his wife may make. Hell, he grabbed at her when she was in a robe and curlers, so right now...yes, he definitely was not too tired.

"Staying in wouldn't be so bad either," he said, but he stood anyway. Dimitri's hands went to Gabrielle's waist and he didn't try to hide his admiring glances. "What did you have in mind?"

Had to be child friendly, of course. Dean was being a real stick in the mud when it came to going out.

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thomases
2010-01-15 01:51 pm UTC (link)

As he rose to his feet, Gabrielle side-stepped around the couch, her hands resting on his arms as his slid around her waist. She nudged his nose with her own. “Staying in could be nice…but not with all this company.” That grin played across her lips again before raising herself up to give him another quick kiss. “You remember Becka, right? The neighbor from next door?” Another kiss. “Well…she’s upstairs. She’s got her eye on Dean for the night…” One more kiss. “…and you and I have other plans.” She smiled against his mouth.

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thomases
2010-01-17 03:14 am UTC (link)

"Oh really?" Dimitri let out as he pulled his wife closer. Ah, he loved these kind of games. Though, this wasn't really a game, more like a...meh, he didn't have the brain capacity at the moment to figure out what to call it. All he knew was that his wife was looking ridiculously hot, and was kissing him, and flirting and just being amazing.

Like always, just a bit more than usual.

"Am I going to get a hint?" he said into her mouth, not really finding his question and request of much importance. No, no, his wife's lips were the most important thing to him right now. And the curve of her hips, and the dip of her back--

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thomases
2010-01-17 05:33 am UTC (link)

That grin only got broader as he kept her close, hands sliding up his arms to rest on his broad shoulders. “Well…I made reservations for us to go to dinner…and I may, or may not have booked us a night at a hotel…” She smiled devilishly, kissed him again, and then stepped back from him, her hands falling from his shoulders as she did so, heading towards the door. “So, I suggest you say good night to your son while he’s awake…and then grab the keys.” She grinned over her shoulder as she walked towards their son’s room, since she had to say good-bye to her baby boy before she stole his Daddy away for some alone time with him.

She loved her son more than life itself but…lord, she hadn’t been with Dimitri in such a long time.

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thomases
2010-01-17 06:55 am UTC (link)

Dimitri rushed by Gabrielle and bounded up the stairs to Dean's nursery. Hell, he loved his son too, but he certainly wouldn't notice or care to remember that his parents weren't sleeping in the next room. He hadn't been waking up during the night in ages! They would surely---maybe---be back in time for him to wake up tomorrow morning, so Dean had nothing to worry about at all.

Maybe he wasn't going to be winning "father of the year" but he was getting laid tonight, and that's all Dimitri could think about, in that moment.

He had enough sense to not barge into the nursery and rile Dean up. Dimitri gave a short wave to Becka as he crept up to the crib, where Dean was sleepily watching the stars of his mobile spin around.

"Ah, I see you're busy---" Dimitri joked, rubbing Dean's leg for a second before pulling back up. "I'll let you get back to your mindless staring."

And now to get the keys.

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thomases
2010-01-17 07:05 am UTC (link)

Gabrielle laughed at her husband, watching him as he said good-bye to Dean, allowing herself to do the same while Dimitri was busy fetching the keys. “Good bye, my darling…” She said as she leaned forward to kiss her son on the forehead, letting her hand linger on the top of his head before she backed away, thanking Becka again before she traveled downstairs to meet her husband, who was already standing there with her coat.

Another laugh was given as she grabbed it from him, putting it on as he opened the door for him. Stepping outside, they approached the car, and he opened the passenger side door for her. An adoring smile was given to him as she slipped into the passenger seat, waiting for him to get into the driver’s seat. He pulled out of the driveway and started driving, following the route to the restaurant they were supposed to go to. As he drove, Gabby stared out of the window. Eventually, because it was warm in the car and it was a little bit of a drive to the restaurant, Gabrielle removed her coat and tossed it into the back seat before turning to her husband. “Aren’t you warm?”

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thomases
2010-01-18 03:46 am UTC (link)

He wasn't hungry. Well---no Dimitri was one of those guys who could eat a three course meal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and still ask what was for dessert, but he did not want to be eating right now. He looked a little frustrated as he turned the corners and braked at the last second and just---he'd learned to drive when he was fourteen and found much joy in torturing his magical friends with wild rides.

Though...now that he thought of it, his two best friends were muggleborn, and he rarely dealt with things in the wizarding world outside of his job.

Huh. When had that happened?

Dimitri stopped short at a red light and looked over to his wife. He stared at her bare shoulders for much longer than he should have, and he remembered why he wasn't hungry. He was quite randy, and that was taking over any hunger pains he might have. He felt the light change on his face, and Dimitri turned his eyes back on the road. They still had some time before the restaurant, they was no way he was going to make it through dinner without getting yelled at for being inappropriate in public places.

How public was an empty parking lot, though? Definitely not as sexy as Gabrielle had probably planned, but she shouldn't be showing off like she was, if she wanted him to wait. Dimitri made a quick left turn into the lot and parked in a relatively dark corner of it. He was a hitwizard, he could probably handle some idiot lurking around in one of the nicest parts of London.

Without hesitating Dimitri unbuckled his seat belt and reached over to grab at Gabrielle, kissing her hard.

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thomases
2010-01-18 04:41 am UTC (link)

Oh, she knew exactly what she was doing. She also knew exactly what that look in his eyes meant as he turned his attention to her after she had removed her coat. She tried to act completely innocent, though she smirked victoriously when his attention was back to the road, the corner of her bottom lip tucking between her two rows of pearly whites. The hand that was closest to him reached over to rest on his thigh, careful not to distract him too much, since he was still driving.

When they pulled into the parking lot, the hand on his leg was used to have her fingertips trail over the fabric of his pants, her eyes meeting his once the car had been turned off. A giggle was heard as he grabbed her and kissed her, though it faded away against his mouth, her giddiness subsiding and turning into lust as she returned the kiss, her free hand reaching out to be placed on the other side of his face, scooting closer to him on the bench seat. The kiss was deep, passionate…needy. They both needed this, and they deserved to have it. After a while, Gabrielle groaned against his mouth, adjusting herself to climb over her husband, straddling his lap, careful not to sit on the horn.

Her lips moved from his, meeting his cheek, his jaw, and then his neck, her hand placed on his chest as she curled her fingers around the cloth of his shirt, purring against the sensitive skin near his pulse, since that was where her mouth had stopped moving.

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