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Post by Alex Vipond on Sept 3, 2013 21:16:45 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex picked Meghan up, a quick foray into the closet was had to find their skates, and grab some warmer clothes, since it would be cold on the ice, and then he was dragging her off and to the rink. He was like a little kid at times, with the almost manic must play now moods he got into. He'd changed his clothes, and grabbed that long velvet duster he loved so well, a couple of scarves to hang around his neck to add a bit of warmth and he was ready to play on the ice. With the laces of his skates in one hand, and Meghan in the other, he all but dragged her toward the arena.
Meghan Vipond: Meghan had gotten the text and was given a choice. A choice she couldn't make and so therefore... left it up to him, seeing as she liked both ice skating and movies. However, when it was decided they would ice skate, it didn't surprise her all that much really. When Alex came by the house to pick her up, the pair of them located their skates, gathered whatever necessary garments were needed and it was off to the playground. In this case, the ice rink andtheir toys? Their skates and each other. "I can't recall the last time did this....I mean, before you." she offered quietly with a chuckle and a glance to him. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I'm just glad we have a place to do so in the summer without having to drive all the way to Portland or Canada." Because really? It seemed kind of ridiculous that there weren't more ice rinks around. Especially since Seattle had their own WHL team. "We should get season tickets to the Thunderbirds." He nodded as they stepped in, door held for Meghan and then he was leading her to the counter to pay their fees for the evening of skating. "I haven't checked the schedule yet, but it should be good."
Meghan Vipond: "I know, right?" she replied with a smile. When he said season tickets, she looked to him and arched a brow. Lost at first until it dawned on her what he meant. "Oh... yeah, that could always be fun. I mean, who doesn't enjoy watching men in gear, sling sticks around and chase after this lil black round thing and then get into fights because of... well, for the sake of fighting." she said with a chuckle. Meghan was teasing him of course, because she really did like the idea of watching hockey games. Meghan moved with him as he led her off toward the counter once inside. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Well face it, you're more apt to see a fight break out at a hockey game than you are at a figure skating championship," He paused a moment as he contemplated, "though that would be funny as hell." He laughed and continued toward the benches so they could change into their skates.
Meghan Vipond: "That would be kind of funny, but you know... there was that thing with Nancy Kerrigan and all that one time..." Meghan replied. "That wasn't a fight, that was pre meditated murder...." She shuddered. Meghan walked hand in hand with her husband. "Had that been me? I'd hunt the bitch down and beat her with in a inch of her life....Let her heal, think everything was cool and then do it all over again when she least expected it." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Assault at least. Could have destroyed her career. Tonya ever do time for that?" He couldn't remember, likely it hadn't registered much at the time. Once at the benches he sat down, swapped his boots out for his skates and cinched them up well. "Christmas time, Krystal and I were plotting, we should all go up to Steven's Pass, book the lodge, have Christmas up there, maybe a Secret Santa, snow ball fights, hot chocolate, snuggling by the fire, maybe even ski."
Meghan Vipond: "No doubt. And I honestly cannot remember if she actually ever served time for that or not..." she replied as she tried to think back. God, that seemed so long ago...Once they were at the benches, she gave a shrug of shoulders and pushed her thoughts aside before sitting and switching out her shoes for her skates. A glance to him as he mentioned Krystal and plans. "Oh yeah? Hey, that sounds like a pretty good idea to be honest. This time, when I throw snow at you, you'll be better prepared..." she replied as she thought about their trip to the ski lodge that time. [d]
Alex Vipond: Laughing he nodded. "That's actually what got us started on it. I was reminiscing about our first date. Our first 'official' date and how we'd gone up to the pass after dinner." He smiled at her, and then rose, hand held out for hers, his boots in the other one. "We'll get a locker and then hit the ice."
Meghan Vipond: "Oh?" She asked with a laugh. "What brought that up?" she asked. "Our first official date that is." she added as she looked to him with a curious archof brows. "Wishing out loud? Wishing I was as pretty now as I was then?" she teased. Once she finished with her skates, she stood, grabbed up her shoes and took his hand, nodding when he mentioned getting a locker. "I still can't believe it’s been .... Ten months now since we met..." [d]
Alex Vipond: "I... can't recall now." He contemplated that and then shrugged. "And you are more beautiful, every day. Frankly I'm amazed I haven't had to knee cap anyone." He picked an empty locker, put his boots in and then reached for Meghan's shoes. He dropped a kiss to her nose as he dropped the coins in and pulled the key. "You do tend to come up in conversation often. I think the conversation started with my stalking you." He laughed and got ready to duck the swat that may or may not be coming his way.
Meghan Vipond: "Awww, come on... I want to know what started it all..." she said with a soft laugh. Though, cheeks turned slightly red when he told her she was more beautiful every day. "It’s because you make me happier every day." she replied. After that kiss to her nose, she wrinkled it and chuckled as shoes were placed in the locker. "I do? And your stalking me?" she asked with another laugh. "I still can't believe you used side walk chalk..." she leaned in when she was able and wrapped her arms around him. "Though, the drunk phone call, I think is my second favorite..." she teased. [d]
Alex Vipond: Laughing, he wrapped his arms around her. "Yeah, that was just four kinds of special." He kept his arm around her as he led her toward the rink. Stepping out onto the ice, he moved his feet back and forth to get a feel for it, his fingers lacing with Meghan's. When she was ready, he started them off. "I am immensely happy for you not holding it against me."
Meghan Vipond: Meghan shot him a very, very amused look and then laughed with him. She nuzzled into him to begin with, but then once he led her toward the rink, she let go with one arm and kept the other bound about his waist. With him, she stepped out on the ice, did as he had, and then once fingers were laced, she followed him as they skated out onto the ice. "I didn't see it as creepy or anything... Asher however..." she smirked. "He didn't like you from the start I don't think... even at the bar..." [d]
Alex Vipond: "He liked me fine, for all of five minutes until I looked at you. Then it was instant dislike and nothing I could do or say would sway him. Add into it the whole ..." he paused and looked around, then spoke low as he looked back at her. "Vamp / were thing, and it was butting heads time."
Meghan Vipond: Meghan nodded and chuckled a bit. "Yeah, well, all of that and then the facthe was probably harboring feelings for me then but wasn't saying anything, for whatever reasons. It took another one of his kind to show interest in me, to have him finally admit anything..." she replied. Meghan often wondered where Caden got off to. "And the silly thing is? I never even suspected anything.... after all these years...." [d]
Alex Vipond: "I knew from the moment the two of you walked into the bar where I was playing that he had feelings for you. When he denied it, I wasn't about to let it get in my way." he turned around, skating backward, taking her other hand in his as well. "I can only imagine all the things he told you to turn you off of me."
Meghan Vipond: "You did?" she asked with arched brows. "Guess it pays to be like you..." she grinned. "And I'm glad you didn't let him stand in your way." she replied. "Oh... well... it was a lot of the usual, they stink... they are leeches... that you were bad for me, that you would hurt me and use me. Abuse me and manipulate me..." she added. "And while I was oblivious to his feelings for me like that, I saw all his warnings as just an over protective brother..." Her hands in his. "But I had made up my mind that I was going to judge you based on what I learned... not what I heard or was told." [d]
Alex Vipond: "And I am glad of that too. And I didn't have to be a vampire to see what he felt. He wasn't just protective of you, he was possessive of you, very much so, putting off those 'do not touch, mine' vibes." Too he tended to find every other man around as lacking, which was his own downfall as he underestimated just about everyone. It was the pride of the tiger that would be his downfall one day. Alex didn't voice any of that, however. Asher had his own path and no matter what anyone else said or did to try and help him, until he chose to help himself, it would do no good.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Sept 9, 2013 18:11:21 GMT -8
Continued from 9-3-13
Meghan Vipond: "Really? You could see that?" she asked as she arched her brows questionably. "Wow, I must have been really out of it then. Kind of odd that someone else could see it, but I couldn't." she replied. "I really wish he would have just given you a chance. If he could see what I see...." she added with a smile that slowly shifted into a sad frown. Despite his being an asshole majority of the time, he wasn't always like that with Meghan and so it was hard not to miss Asher. "Well, I suppose things happen for a reason...." she said as she gave a soft shrug of slender shoulders. "I felt like he wasn't being fair in making me choose to have you as a romantic interest and him as a friend. Not when I should be able to have both..." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Well, you didn't see it because it's kind of a guy thing. Male posturing and much beating of chest and pissing on trees." He lifted a brow and smirked. "Maybe not pissing on trees, but he is a cat, he could spray..." He gave her hands a squeeze as he continued to skate backward before her. "I'm sorry he couldn't be happy for you."
Meghan Vipond: "So it’s like when we females let the claws out and hiss at each other... huh?" she asked with an amused smile. The squeeze to her hands had her squeezing his in return. "Me too." she replied as the smile faded some with his last sentence. "I just hate that I lost a friend b/c he didn't approve of who I chose as a love interest." She paused a moment. "I mean, think about it? How would he have felt if he brought in some chick and I didn't approve of her? Wouldn't he have expected me and wanted me to be nice?" she asked in a slightly annoyed tone. All of this still bothered her, even after all this time. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Yes, he would have. But see that is where the double standard lies. Do as I say, not as I do." he brought her in close and spun her about as if they were dancing, then with his right hand at the small of her back, and her hand in his left, he guided her about the rink, with her now gliding backward, as if they were dancing.
Meghan Vipond: "Well thats just a bunch of bull shit..." she replied. "I would have told him to fuck off then if that were the case. "Why should be nice to his flavor of the week if he can't be nice to someone who I was steady with for ...well... more than a week!" she replied with a huff. "......Men." she shook her head. "No offense." she quickly added. She was brought in close, spun about, and then turned about so she was the one skating backwards now. The pair looked as if they had done this many times before. Which... couldn't be farther from the truth. [d]
Alex Vipond: "The problem with that whole scenario is that he didn't have a flavor of the week. Or even the month. He was putting all his money on you seeing him as more than a friend when he'd never spoken of an interest in that area. Sometimes, no offense, but I think he had the female mentality that you should have 'just known'." Alex continued to lead her about the rink, picking up the pace as the song changed, even spinning her out and back. It may well have looked as if they'd been doing this for years. What it was, in fact, was the knowledge and trust each held in the other. Just as in dancing or sex, one must be able to communicate, through movement and gesture to one's lover, or dance partner.
Meghan Vipond: "That's just crazy..... how is anyone supposed to just know something like that unless you make physical advances again and again? Other than coming right out and saying I want you, its just .... yeah..." She thought back to that one night she was drunk off her ass and had come very close to sleepingwith Asher. Meghan was glad she had passed out after doing him a favor and nothing more. That had her wonder about something. "What if he had turned me... made me like him. Would you have still wanted me then?" she asked curiously. Knowing that had she gone all the way with Asher... she could very well be a tiger now and without an Alex. Or an Asher. In whatever direction Alex lead her in, Meghan glided and skated along with ease. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I'm not exactly up to speed on the methods of becoming a tiger, but I would not have held it against you." Asher would have been another thing and he would have been having flashbacks to Brazil, 2007 all over again. "I trusted Asher to have more sense than to do something like that against your will. He isn't dumb enough not to realize you would have resented him for it."
Meghan Vipond: "I think its alot like becoming a wolfie. You're sick for a few days..." she replied. "Before I met you, I was seriously considering it. He and Caden were hoping I would let them. I mean... It started out as a joke at first, but then after a while, I could tell they were serious. And I did think about it, but told them I wasn't ready for something like that. Caden said he would stay with me through the whole process." she replied. "I even went camping with them one night. I, at the time didn't think about it, but then I thought... why did they invite me out here with them under a full moon...." She paused a moment. "....I was worried the whole night that one of them would sneak into my tent while asleep, and bite me." Meghan knew how bad Asher had wanted her to become one of them. And he may have at one time forced it on her, Caden, she knew would have never done anything to her against her will. "Yeah, maybe... I don't know." she added. "Gah... I can't believe how far I've come since this time last year... Right now I'd be dealing with Tony and his crap....and then getting ready to pack up and travel to here to live with Asher a while." Meghan couldn't believe it had almost been a year since arriving to Seattle. [d]
Alex Vipond: "This time last year I was closing up my house in LA." Alex nodded as he turned them again, and started skating backward, her hands in his. "I'd been playing in bars and was growing a fan base. People were starting to chat me up for a 'serious' career in music." He smirked. "So I did what I always did when that happened." He shrugged, hands swinging hers out to the side and then back in, the way you would if you were walking side by side, only outward. "I closed up the house, jumped in the car and left. Didn't much plan on telling anyone anything." he smiled. "But then I didn't much plan on meeting you and putting down roots."
Meghan Vipond: Meghan listened as Alex replied and she couldn't help but snicker. "I still don't get why you were so head over heels for me. I mean... seriously... there had to be some other girl or woman or someone before me that caught your attention to make you ponder the idea." she replied. "Right?" she asked, arching those thing dark brows. Their hands were swinging in and out as he had turned them about where she was skaking forward now and he was backwards. "I wish I could go back to that night in the bar, and just sit back and watch everything happen like a sports commentator on a replay....Just analyze the hell out of the whole scene.." she said with a laugh. [d]
Alex Vipond: Chuckling, he laced his fingers with hers. "There have been other women before, obviously. But none so caught me as you. When I looked at you, I saw strength and courage; Beauty and grace. And no small amount of moxie..." smiling, he brought her hand up to his lips, a kiss pressed to the back of it. "I wanted you. And... I will admit, I hungered for you, but I'm a selfish bastard and I wanted all of you."
Meghan Vipond: Meghan laughed and her fingers laced with his. "Well, yeah, okay, I'm sure there were... I mean, come on... this is you we're talking about." she replied. "But still... " Meghan had blushed at everything he said he saw: in her. The kiss to the hand had her smiling warmly to him. "Wanted me? Hungered for me? Really now?" she asked with a grin. "And in what ways, first?" she teased. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I wanted to lose myself inside of you. To taste you on my tongue. To fold myself up within you like a blanket, and never come out." Lifting a hand, he waggled a finger at her. "And you had me jumping through hoops." The smile was back. "I wanted to sweep you up, and was terrified of scaring you away. You had me second guessing myself. And you had this uncanny way of making my palms sweat."
Meghan Vipond: "And just think... you get to do that any time you wish now..." she said with a flash of a smile. "Wait... I had you jumping through hoops?! I did not! How so?!" she asked through a few laughs. "Sweep me up? Really? How?" she then asked. Meghan had this dumb founded look now. "There is no way I had you second guessing yourself. How is tha possible?" she asked still wearing this big huge wide amused smile. To hear him describe her in these ways even now, she really couldn't believe she was capable of these things. She wasn't anything special. Or at least she didn't think so. [d]
Alex Vipond: She was to him. She was his world. "And when you walk into a room, I get butterflies, and when you smile, like you are now, my whole world lights up." Sweeping her into his arms again, he spun her about and then glided along the ice with her, cheek to cheek, on one foot.
Meghan Vipond: Meghan got a lil teary eyed as she couldn't help to continue wearing such a happy smile. "I just don't know how I am capable of all those things and these things..." she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck as he swept her up in his arms and spun them about. "But you still didn't answer me..." she reminded him with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "How did I have you jumping through hoops? And how did I have you second guessing yourself?" she added as the next kiss was pressed to his chin. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Oh the numerous texts, the musical messages, and then of course I thought I'd over done it, like I was pushing too hard and had to down play it a bit and all the while I was wearing a rut in my floor and Gus was watching me like I'd lost my ever loving mind..." Laughing, he turned with her again, then let her go long enough to get some speed built up and lead into a triple. he landed, fairly well if he did say so himself, and then glided back to her, taking her hands again. Pulling her in close, he nibbled her lips with his own.
Meghan Vipond: "I was only texting back to the things you would text to me first." she replied with a snort. "And I liked your musical messages. Poor Gus...I have to say though, that one night you left that message of how you fucking wanted me right now, I... I was a little surprised by that. But lucky for you, I can tell when people have had too much to drink and so I didn't hold it against you." she replied with a chuckle. They turned and he let go so he could build up speed and do his little act. She smirked. "You're such a show off..." she teased when he glided back to her and drew her hands into his again. His pulling her back in and nibbling her lips had her arching brows. "Don't start what you can't finish sexy..." she mumured against his lips with a smile. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex smiled against her lips. "What can I say? I had a huge crush on Dorothy Hamill in '76." His hands slid to her ass and what space had been between them, disappeared. "Who says I can't finish it, hm?" He waggled his brows at her, then kissed her again, one hand sliding into her hair as they glided over the ice.
Meghan Vipond: Meghan chuckled lightly against his lips. When his hands slid to her ass, she was leaning into him. Heavily. "Don't go making promises you can't keep Alex Vipond." she teased, waggling her brows right back at him. When he leaned in for the kiss, she teased him not once, but twice before finally letting their lips embrace one another. The feel of his hand in her hair had her moaning softly into that kiss. Her hands at his sides, her fingers curling into the fabric of his clothing there. [d]
Alex Vipond: It was definitely time to leave the ice. There were, after all, small children about. Couldn't traumatize them with grownup play. Guiding them to the side of the rink, he slowed so they could step off the ice. Taking Meghan's hand, he stepped off first and held her steady as she stepped off, not that she needed the help, but it was polite, for one, and an excuse to touch her, for another. Not that he really needed one, but it kept it from looking like he was constantly pawing at her at least. He chuckled at the thought.
Meghan Vipond: There always seem to come a time for them to do that. Rein in there needs and desires before they got carried away. Meghan had never really been one for PDA but since being with Alex, that notion was thrown out the window. Sure, it had taken a little time to get use to it, but she obviously had no issues with it now. Especially since they had done it up against a door in Italy, in an alley. With his guidance and his help, they were moving off the ice and heading for a bench to remove skates. She was chuckling and kissing and touching the whole time. [d]
Alex Vipond: They were like hormonal teenagers, only... with skills. They were that sickeningly happy couple that people couldn't help but aww over. Once skates were traded for his boots, he rose, hand held out for Meghan's once she was done. Again it was as much if not more a need to touch as it was to lend assistance. "Do you remember the first time I took your hand?"
Meghan Vipond: Once she removed skates and traded them out for her boots, she put each one on and secured them both. His offered hand was taken and she was walking with him. When he posed his question, she had to think a moment and looked to him with a smile and a shake of head. "I.. I really can't recall. Unless it’s the night you invited me over for the movie?" There were so many firsts for them, trying to remember them all could be difficult at times. Meghan was staring at him with a questionable gaze, wondering if she were right. [d] Alex Vipond: "It was. And do you remember your reaction?" Alex, at this point grinning ear to ear, he couldn't help it. She'd knocked his self-confidence down, a peg or two with that move. No woman had ever done so, many had tried, but none had managed it. And with so simple a gesture? Impossible. But Meghan had.
Meghan Vipond: "I pulled away." she replied with a grin that matched his own. Her eyes cutting to him with amusement. "You caught me off guard... not to mention, the touch was cold." she added and stuck her tongue out at him. "What made you want to reach for my hand so soon anyway?" she asked with a chuckle. This was fun... thinking back on past times when they had first met and were getting to know one another. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Well not that cold..." he gave a slight shrug of one shoulder. "Believe it or not, that was me slowing down. It was all I could do, not to kiss you. I wanted to. So very, very badly." He regarded her as they made their way out, their mode of dress seeming more than a bit out of season now that they were outside. Fingers lacing, he turned to face her, back stepping toward the parking lot.
Meghan Vipond: "I still find it unbelievably strange and funny that I of all people could have you so nervous and second guessing yourself." she replied. He leaned in for a kiss and she met him half way. Her free hand lifting to caress the side of his face before cupping it. Half lidded eyes looking to his before they would fully close and she deepened the kiss. [d]
Alex Vipond: The flutter slid into full on jolt of awareness as her eyes met his just before they closed. His own followed suit and his lips parted, the hand in her hair tightening as the world around them faded and his Meghan Alex Vipond: filled his senses.
Meghan Vipond: A soft and barely audible sound escaped. A sound so soft, only Alex or those like her husband would have heard it. But it was a clear enough sound to clue him in on just how much she enjoyed that kiss, why, and what it was doing to her. Meghan's tongue slipped out, tracing over his lower lip before it breached his lips all together in search for his own tongue. [d]
Alex Vipond: Her tongue was met with his own as he started back stepping for the car once more. He had this really novel idea of actually getting home before they started tearing each other's clothes off, maybe of even making it to the bed. Though, clothes at that point would be optional. The sounds she made drove him wild, his pulse raced as they reached the car, one hand leaving her to pull the door open, on the second try because he leaned and closed it again before he finally got it open.
Meghan Vipond: Meghan wasted no time in deepening that kiss for a long moment until they managed to make it to the car and he finally got that door open. She reluctantly ended that kiss, and just when he thought she was about to dip down and slide into the passenger seat, she was back up and stealing another kiss, and another, and another before laughing and finally dropping down into the seat of the passenger side. She let him close the door and watched him come around to the driver side, all while she began to peel a few layers off now that they were no longer on that ice rink. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled at the kisses before Meghan finally sunk into the car. He closed her door and shed his coat as he rounded the car and slid in, tossing it into the back with their skates as he did so. Starting the car, he leaned over and kissed her again, eyes caressing her face. "I love you." Slipping the car into reverse, he checked the mirrors and backed out, then headed the car toward home. His hand slipped to Meghan's thigh, a slow caress given that teased him as much as it was likely to tease her.
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