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Post by caroline on Aug 26, 2012 12:31:54 GMT -6
 Caroline snorted. "Oh, I will" she told him through a couple of quick laughs. At least things didn't seem to be too awkward between them for the moment. There was nothing that she enjoyed less than awkwardness between two friends over something like feelings. She had those feelings that he had too, she just didn't know what to do about them....things were far too confusing in her life at the moment. Her eyes narrowed in on Matt when he made the comment about talking boys. Vaguely she wondered if maybe she'd hurt his feelings with that one. However she doubted, considering that they both knew she'd never meet Ryan Gosling. Although...being a vampire...she wasn't sure about that. Well yeah she was sure, because that'd be awful to use her powers to meet a celebrity crush. Fun, but awful..."Oh come on Matt. I'll talk girls with you! Anyone catch your eye lately?" she asked, then wanted to slap herself for doing so. She had apparently caught his eye lately and now she'd just successfully placed her foot in her mouth. Great job, Caroline...
Sliding her eyes to the side of her head, she shook her head no. There was no way in hell she was giving him the remote so he could turn it to some stupid boy show. "No way, I'm not watching family guy or any other stupid guy shows. I refuse!" she said, now flipping through the TV guide to see what was going to be on TLC next. That would be how she got him back! She would make him watch Makeover's on TLC all night. He would never question watching the Notebook again if that were the case.
Being a vampire, Caroline's hearing was impeccable. John was going on and on about how there were hot chicks and Matt needed to get laid. Honestly, she felt like John needed a good smacking later. She then heard the comment made about her and Matt going at it like "monkies" and found herself really wanting to slap John later. However Matt seemed to simply brush it off as if that would never happen. Actually it kind of offended her at how quickly he dismissed the idea of sleeping with her. Rude, much? So when he asked her again for the remote, she didn't plan on relinquishing it any time soon.
"Never! Now, what to watch...Cupcake queens? No...Say Yes to the Dress? Come on Matt, you know you wanna say yes to the dress" she said, beginning to laugh hysterically as she mocked him. As she said this, she scooted away from him and flipped down onto her stomach. Clutching the remote to her chest, she placed all of her body weight on top of it so he couldn't get it out of her hands, while leaving Say Yes to the Dress on the entire time. Ha! She'd won that battle. |
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Post by matt on Aug 26, 2012 13:08:00 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - - - - - - - -A forced laugh was out of his lips before he had the chance to hold it in. "Nope, none that have recently caught my eye." He stated, emphasizing the recently part of that statement and leaving it at that. He didn't want to make things awkward for them but wanted her to understand that he wasn't over her and he didn't feel like looking for anyone else until he was. He had made that mistake with her, not having gotten over Elena before they started something. He knew that he had hurt her because of that and didn't want to do that to anyone else.
Before he could even put his phone away he realized he had a text message. Opening up he couldn't help but snort...not realizing that Caroline could see every word that he was reading and that he was typing. John had sent him a text that simply said Hitting it with Forbes yet? He rolled his eyes and quickly sent a message back that said I wish but no. Yeah, might have been a bit more blunt than he was usually but it was the truth...and again, he was an eighteen year old guy.
Hearing her choice of television programs he grimaced. There was no way in hell he was going to watch any of those. He'd throw his clothes back on and head right out the door and catch up with the guys at the Underground before he sat through either of those. He didn't know what either one was but he knew damn well he wasn't sitting through them.
Yep, she was definitely going to get it. "Alright, don't say that I didn't ask nicely." He told her with a mischievous smirk before diving at her, digging his fingers underneath her rips as she tickled her relentlessly. Anyone else would think they were doing something else and while it could easily lead to something else, that wasn't his intention at the moment...at least not all of it. He wasn’t going to stop tickling she gave up the remote…and knowing how stubborn Caroline was, she was going to be tickled for a very long time. Hopefully she didn’t use her strength or speed to get away as that would definitely ruin the mood. For once he wanted to feel like the guy…no matter how sad that made him sound.
Word Count:: 410
Tag:: Caroline Forbes!
Outfit:: Click here for Matt’s Outfit
Note:: Ubber short. Sorry
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Post by caroline on Aug 26, 2012 13:29:14 GMT -6
Wishing that she hadn't even gone there, she decided not to further go into him finding someone else. Not only that but she probably looked like a bitch for even making the comment in the first place. After all he'd just told her the other day that he wasn't over her, and here she was asking him if he'd found someone new. Yeah if that didn't scream bitch she wasn't sure what did. Honestly she didn't want to hurt him...she never wanted to hurt him. Her eyes offered an apology, but her lips didn't move. She really wanted to grab him and tell him that she felt the same, but knew she couldn't. Things in her life were too complicated at the moment for that, despite how badly she wanted to do so.
Matt hung up the phone with John and the second he did, his phone dinged with a new text message. Maybe she shouldn't have been looking but she simply couldn't help it. She was a nosy girl and there was nothing new about that whatsoever. People knew she was nosy and that she tended to get into everyone else's business, she was quite known for it in fact. So when she read his text message she knew she shouldn't have been surprised, but she couldn't help but allow a small smirk to grow on her features. So Matt did want her still...that could be a good thing, or a bad thing. She wanted him despite being confused, and it had been awhile for her...but could they go there without things getting even more messed up? Probably not.
Hearing his voice, she gripped on to the remote even harder as she knew what was going to happen. The second he dove on top of her and began to tickle her she began laughing hysterically. "You can't have it --- I refuse to watch some boy show!" she screamed, people in the rooms next to them could probably hear, but she didn't care. Right now she honestly just felt like a normal girl and she was having fun. Still holding on to the remote, she felt like she had no choice but to flip over onto her back in order to keep her grip. Now facing him, her legs locked around his sides in order to hold him in place. Not with vampire strength, just being her normal girlish self. "This is -- sooo --- not --- cool" she said in between laughs, still be tickled relentlessly. For a moment she continued to laugh but simply stared up into his eyes, not having realized that their faces were as close as they were. |
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Post by matt on Aug 26, 2012 14:09:04 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hearing her laugh he grinned, tickling her even more. She knew that their neighbors probably weren't at all pleased with the yelling that he was sure they could hear, but he didn't care. He knew that they were just having fun and if someone wanted to stop them they could knock on their door and tell them that they were being rude. Besides, it was only like 7:00 on a Friday night so it's not like anyone was sleeping at this time. Again, if someone asked them to quiet down he would but until then he was going to enjoy the light hearted moments for what they were.
"I didn't say I was going to make you watch a boy show...I just said I wasn't going to watch a chick show!" He stated, somehow ending up between her legs and feeling her legs clamp down on him in order to hold him so that he couldn't move anymore. He grinned down at her, knowing as she did that if he really wanted to get that remote that there wasn’t a thing she could do to stop him, vampire strength excluded of course. "And why isn't this cool?" He asked her, his fingers still digging underneath her ribs as he tickled her. He felt her shirt come up a bit but ignored it, not wanting to think about her exposed skin at the moment.
Slowing his tickling by a bit he was more caressing her skin at the time rather than tickling her, though the light touches were probably tickling as well, however that wasn’t what he was meaning to do. He didn’t even really realize that he had let things go from lighthearted fun to a bit serious…but with their faces inches apart from one another’s and him essentially on top of her, that was where they were at the moment. He knew he should pull away, but he simply stared at her, his eyes boring into his. She would make the first move if she wanted something…if not then he would simply grab the remote and roll off of her, ending the silence.
The ball was in her court now…whether she wanted it to be or not. Any other time he would be the first to make the move…but with Caroline it was different. This was her deal this time…not his. She was the one being held back…not him.
Word Count:: 416
Tag:: Caroline Forbes!
Outfit:: Click here for Matt’s Outfit
Note:: Ubber short. Sorry
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Post by caroline on Aug 26, 2012 14:36:08 GMT -6
The laughs that they were sharing between one another made her heart finally feel light again. It seemed that all the stress she'd been worrying about seemed to fade away. Even if it was just for a little while, it seemed that she was finally happy. She was having a good time and even if she shouldn't be putting herself into situations with her ex, she didn't give a rat's ass right now. Off in the distance her phone beeped with a text message but she ignored it for right now. Right now she was more or less focused on keeping that damned controller out of Matt's grabby little hands. Hands that just happened to be digging into her ribs at the moment. He knew just where to get her to keep her incapacitated, unfortunately enough.
"Please --- stop with the ribs --- or you're in deep trouble, mister --- " she managed to spat out in between laughs. It seemed that he wanted to tickle her to death by the way he continued to keep going at such a furious pace. It was a good thing though that she didn't need to breathe, as she wouldn't have been able to anyways. Below she felt her shirt riding up a bit above her hips, though he didn't seem to notice. His fingers began to slow down and the tickling became a bit more...sensual, rather than playful. As his tickling slowed down she shifted in between his legs so that she was holding him tighter. Her ankles crossed over one another on top of his back, making sure he had no way to escape.
"Fine...maybe it's kind of cool" she said playfully, her brown eyes flickering with light. Thoughts of Dean rang through her mind and told her to get herself the hell out of this position, but....they weren't a couple. Her and Dean, they weren't a couple. And Matt...well he was Matt, and he was here, and being completely sweet. With a sweet smile she tilted her head to look at him, their eyes cast at only each other. "I'm glad you didn't go out tonight" she told him truthfully, the smile never leaving her face. While it was truthful, it wasn't only because they were having fun. It was also because she could be sure that he wasn't out having sex with other girls. Despite knowing that it shouldn't bother her, that thought didn't sit well with her. Also despite knowing better...she couldn't help but lean in and gently kiss him. Only once, right after she'd told him she was glad he hadn't left. As she pulled back with wide eyes, she hoped he wouldn't be upset by what she'd done. |
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Post by matt on Aug 26, 2012 16:31:37 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Smirking he shook his head. "I'll stop with the ribs when you hand over the damn remote woman." He stated with a laugh. He sort of hoped that she didn't hand it over as he was thoroughly enjoying himself at the moment but if she did he would stop. He didn't want to put her in a position that she wasn't comfortable with. While there was still a smile on his face he knew that it was safe to continue but as soon as she started to look uncomfortable he would move quicker than any vampire as he wasn't one to push himself into something that the other person didn't reciprocate.
Hearing her statement about being kind of cool he felt his lower regions twitching a bit. He quickly thought of something non-sexy as again, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable and since she had him pretty much trapped between her legs it wasn't like he could move so that she wouldn't feel it. Luckily he was a guy and with that came a whole slew of things that every guy had to think of in order to calm themselves down, so thinking of one of those usually did the trick.
"I'm glad that I didn't go anywhere either." He admitted, finally admitting that while he had seriously considered going on to just get away for awhile, he was glad that he had listened to her request and stayed in. No matter how much the fact that they weren't together hurt him and no matter how much he knew he should attempt to move on since there was no way she would ever come back to him...he still couldn't let the small smidgen of hope that maybe one day they'd find their way back to one another go...and that was the reason that he had stayed.
Feeling her lips on his for only too brief of a moment he didn't even have time to react before she pulled away. Looking down into her wide eyes he wondered what exactly she wanted. He knew that they should probably pull away, he should go out and she should figure out what it was that she wanted. However he was a teenage guy...she was a teenage girl...and he was in love with her. "Screw it." He stated simply before leaning down, pressing his lips against hers once again.
Word Count:: 412
Tag:: Caroline Forbes!
Outfit:: Click here for Matt’s Outfit
Note:: Ubber short. Sorry
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Post by caroline on Aug 26, 2012 16:43:44 GMT -6
When he told her he was happy he hadn't gone, she felt a little more relieved. It seemed that some of the weight she'd been feeling had lifted for a moment. Thankfully, he wasn't regretting staying in with her instead of going out and getting drunk with his friends. Most guys would have just said screw it and gone anyways, but not Matt. He was too thoughtful and nice, and sweet...Lord she just couldn't stop while she was ahead could she. "Well I'm glad you're glad too" she squeaked out, probably sounding like a complete idiot. She hadn't thought that one out too well before she'd spoken.
Kissing Matt had surprised even herself, and clearly him too. It seemed that he'd been so shocked by it that he hadn't even kissed her back. When she pulled away, he stared at her for a moment with wide eyes. Yep, she'd definitely freaked him out. Just last time they'd seen each other she'd told him how she had a new man in her life, and now she was kissing him. She knew she shouldn't have considering that she was so confused about her feelings but she hadn't been able to help it. He had looked so kissable just now that it had seemed only natural that she kiss him. As his lips parted to speak, she wondered if he was going to yell at her or simply call her dumb. However he did neither of those things. Instead..he did what she had imagined as the unthinkable. He kissed her.
It took her a moment to fully realize what was happening in order for her to respond. Yep, Caroline was kissing her ex, Matt, in their hotel room they were sharing for the weekend. She knew she shouldn't have stayed with him and that it'd been a bad idea. However it was far too late to correct it now...even though her head screamed out that it was a bad idea, her body was screaming for her to just go ahead. She let the controller drop out of her hands and heard as it fell to the floor. Both of her legs tightened around him, one of her hands falling to rest on top of his shoulder as the other went to the back of his head. Gripping his hair lightly, she pulled him further into the kiss. As bad as she knew it was...it just felt too good to stop.
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Post by matt on Aug 26, 2012 18:30:57 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Okay so he was officially the dumbest guy on the planet…at least as far as he was concerned. Here he was making out with his ex girlfriend who he was still in love with…yet he had just found out that she had not only kissed a man who had ruined a shit ton of their friends lives…but she was also sort of seeing some thirty something year old man. What the hell was wrong with this picture? What the hell was wrong with him? Wait…no…better yet…what the hell was wrong with her? She essentially had a boyfriend and yet she was kissing him?
So why wasn’t she pulling away? Why wasn’t he pulling away?
Knowing he should stop kissing an apparently taken woman but not being able too because he was in love with said woman was not something he had ever thought he would be doing. He never thought he’d be brushing up against her with his arousal pressing prominent against her (apparently his usual tricks of not showing that he was…uh…aroused…hadn’t worked very well)…and he never thought that he would have a hard time breaking away from someone who had broken his heart. Granted he had broken hers as well but still, not the point at the moment.
Hearing the controller fall to the floor he thought briefly about breaking away to grab it just to see what she would say. However again, he was a teenage guy...who was controlled by his hormones...so that thought went completely out the window as soon as it registered in his brain. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth with little resistance he pressed up against her, having missed the feeling of her small yet firm body underneath his. They hadn't been together together in a long time and even though he knew he should stop...he just couldn't.
That was until he heard her phone go off again. Breaking away for him to breathe he looked down at her, her lips swollen from their kisses. Breaking away he quickly stood up. "You should probably answer that." He told her and turned around to head to the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him...not wanting to embarrass himself further.
Word Count:: 413
Tag:: Caroline Forbes!
Outfit:: Click here for Matt’s Outfit
Note:: Hey…before you respond we need to talk. So IM me before you reply please. Also sorry it’s so short but yeah, we need to chat before I can write a longer post than this.
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Post by caroline on Aug 27, 2012 14:09:40 GMT -6
Caroline Ann Forbes needed to seek help from a therapist. Clearly, she had issues that she just was not dealing with. How else could she explain what she was currently doing? It seemed that no matter what happened, she was always stuck in between two men. Only a few months ago it had been Klaus and Tyler, now she was feeling stuck between both Matt and Dean. Something inside of her head was off balance or something. Either that, or her hormones were way too out of wack for her own good. She knew she shouldn't have kissed him, but she had anyways. Maybe that was it! Maybe her heart wasn't connected to her brain, or her lips weren't connected for that matter. Whatever it was, she knew she needed to get a handle on it soon. People were going to get hurt and despite her reputation that wasn't something she could handle right now.
And yes, she had a reputation. She'd slept with two people before she'd even slept with Damon. After him had been Matt, then Tyler...and lord that was already five people. That didn't include the people she'd kissed as she hadn't wanted her list to be absolutely gigantic. Was she a slut? No...she didn't think so, and she hadn't been called one for. However she had made her way around the block once or twice. She wasn't proud of it but she knew she was definitely boy crazy and always had been. Out of all of her friends, she'd always been the boy crazy one. She nearly always had a man in her life, no matter what. Perhaps she needed time alone but right now, she didn't want to be alone. No, she wanted to be right where she was...even if that happened to currently be underneath Matt.
The second Matt's tongue slipped between her lips she moaned into his mouth, not even having realized that she'd done it, or how much she'd missed that feeling. This should have made her realize that this was a bad idea, but that didn't seem to register just yet. However when he pulled away from her and ran off into the bathroom, she found herself a bit shell shocked. With a small sigh she rolled over to the other side of the bed and looked at who'd been text messaging her. It was Dean...
Care? Are you okay? Just checking in, back in Mystic Falls and missing you
Feeling slightly guilty, she messaged him back anyways.
I'm fine, will be back sunday night. Miss you too and see you then.
After she sent it, she rolled back over onto her back. With a deep and unnecessary breath, she sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. She didn't say anything but simply waited, staring at the door to see if he was coming back out. Hopefully, she hadn't just ruined their friendship.... |
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Post by matt on Aug 27, 2012 15:28:29 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -After shutting the door behind him he had turned the water on, letting the cold water tap gush out as he threw some on his face, needing to cool down. What the hell were they thinking? They had just fought less than two weeks before hand about how she was making stupid mistakes and yet here they were making ones together? He wasn’t a cheater and yet she had a boyfriend or at least someone she was seeing and yet he was completely okay with dry humping her on the bed all night long. Okay, so it hadn’t been all night but still, not the point.
Taking a deep breath he thought for a brief moment. Did he really mind that much that they were doing this? To be honest, he had a feeling that his hesitance was more because he knew he should be ashamed of his actions rather than actually being ashamed. Caroline had been his girlfriend first and if it wouldn’t have been for his reaction to her being a vampire then they would more than likely still be together. Did he know what the future would bring? Hell no. However there was a tiny part of his brain that screamed out to him that this guy was already in his thirties…Caroline was going to stay seventeen forever…so how long before it became even more awkward for them to be together? Matt had a lot of years left before it became awkward…and by then…who the hell knew what would happen.
Why should he be concerned about this guy’s feelings then? Really, what did he care? Sure he was a nice guy and usually cared about others feelings…but was that his job in this particular instance? It wasn’t him that was cheating on someone…it was her. So if she was alright with it, why should be object? Okay so a lot of this was probably the horny seventeen year old brain talking rather than the usual realistic side of his brain but he really didn’t care.
“Screw it.†He muttered again before opening the door, letting it open against the wall with a bang, stalking out, gripping Caroline’s face to his and kissing her again.
This time he had no intentions on stopping…not unless she forced him to.
Word Count:: 406
Tag:: Caroline Forbes!
Outfit:: Click here for Matt’s Outfit
Note:: Bwahahahahah. Matt is finally showcasing his teenage nature. Oh well, he’s a guy.
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Post by caroline on Aug 27, 2012 15:45:36 GMT -6
After a couple moments she heard the faucet turn on in the bathroom. It was only on for a moment before being turned back off. In her head she imagined him splashing it on his face because she could totally see him doing that, but she couldn't know for sure. For all she knew he could simply be brushing his teeth to get the taste of vampire outta there. Seemed like something he would have done awhile ago, though probably not now. The vampire thing didn't seem to be an issue between them now. No lately their issues had simply been Caroline's poor choice in men. Well that and not picking Matt, but hey, she didn't necessarily want to get into that.
It had only been a moment or two since he'd gone in there and already she was growing frantic. Panicking slightly she began to idly play with the blanket on the bed. Smoothing it and getting all the creases out while she waited. Next she started pulling at her large curls one by one with two of her fingers. Simply pulling them out and then watching them bounce right back. When the faucet turned back off her eyes flew up to look back at the door. Surprisingly enough, it actually did open back up.
However Matt flying out of it and basically pouncing her was quite surprising, and hadn't been something she'd seen coming. The door slammed against the wall with a thud and her eyes widened. "Hi" she started to say as he flew at her, though they were no longer bothering with words apparently. Instead he gripped her entire face between his large hands and slammed his lips against hers. With a satisfactory hum she kissed him back, though she was slightly confused about what had just happened. One moment they'd been kissing and then he'd broken away and left, hiding in the bathroom. Yet now they were right back where they'd started? Whatever. She decided for the moment she wasn't going to freaking question it.
As he held onto her face, she reached around and pulled him down on top of her so that they were laying on the bed. Her legs wrapped around his waist once again pressing her body fully against him, having missed just how good it felt. Clearly the two were not in the mood for talking about their feelings, but expressing them instead. This probably wouldn't do either of them any good but hey, it felt good enough to ignore the consequences for the moment. |
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Post by matt on Aug 28, 2012 17:35:27 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Feeling absolutely no resistance from her he continued on, essentially making love to her mouth without actually doing much other than kissing her. He felt her strength for a moment as she pulled him on top of her but knew that it was not so much her vampire strength, more the fact that whenever Caroline wanted something, even before she was a vampire, she found a way to get it. She was fairly spoiled when it came to getting what she wanted (though that wasn't necessarily a bad thing) so it was not a surprise when she pulled him down on top of her.
Nestling between her legs he made to where they were aligned perfectly for what they really shouldn't be doing before putting more into the kiss, his tongue sweeping against her lips in a silent request to be let in. When she admitted him entrance he quickly took control, fighting for dominance against her own tongue. He groaned into her mouth, feeling his arousal pressing up against her. It didn’t help that she had these tiny ass shorts on that left very little to the imagination. Coupled with the fact that he had on fairly thin pajama pants…yeah, there was nothing left to the imagination in this instance.
Breaking away finally as the need for air became an issue he looked down at her swollen lips. "You know this is a horrible idea right?" He asked her, leaning down and placing kisses along her neck, nibbling on her ear, and essentially doing anything he could do to drive her crazy. He knew that it may be mean to do so but he at the moment he didn’t mind so much. For some reason this specific instance reminded him of when him and Caroline had been arguing over becoming a couple. He had tracked her down and kissed her, pulled away, told her this would never work, and then kissed her again. Same situation here.
And if it hadn’t had been for him freaking out over her becoming a vampire it might have still been working. He didn’t know as he couldn’t predict the future and he couldn’t read minds…however either way he was going as far as he could with this tonight. He wanted to be with her, to prove to her as much as he could that he still loved her. What she chose to do with that information was her choice.
All he could do was try.
Word Count:: 433
Tag:: Caroline Forbes!
Outfit:: Click here for Matt’s Outfit
Note:: Sorry this is short. Been a tad busy.
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Post by ADMIN BRITT on Sept 15, 2012 22:26:32 GMT -6
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