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Post by Micah Gene Everett on Jul 9, 2012 15:15:49 GMT -5
Micah was reaching his breaking point. When Jezebel yelled back and the paperweight went rolling, Micah spun on his heels with fire in his eyes. His hands were in fists and they were shaking. He stepped closer to Jezebel, about two second away from exploding. When Jezebel made a run for the living room, Micah grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back towards him. Micah pulled Jezebel's hair back so she was looking into his eyes. You listen to me and you listen to me good he hissed.
You are the woman of this house. Your job is to keep this house up. I don't ask you to do everything. I ask you to make the beds, cook dinner and make sure the damn house isn't a mess when I get home. You are one person. I highly doubt you can make a big enough mess that you can't handle. If you do your goddamn job then for our wedding I will buy you a damn house elf. Do you know why I make you clean the house Jezebel? Because your a spoiled brat. You need to be taught that you are NOT number one in this house. I AM the man of this house. I do all the work all you have to do is stay home and play house. Its not that fucking hard!
Micah threw Jezebel to the ground and stood over her. the only thing you EVER get the last word in on is an argument and the last words out of your goddamn mouth should be 'Yes sir' Am I clear?
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Post by Elizbetha Oana Alexandrescu on Jul 9, 2012 15:42:30 GMT -5
Just as she was about to make it to the living room Jezebel felt her head being jerked back as Micah grabbed a handful of her hair. Her eyes met with his and all she could see was anger and just well more anger. It amazed her how he could have gone from sweet to this in a matter of minutes. When she hit the ground her head went back and hit the floor and she laid there for a moment trying to take this all in. For the first time in her life someone had gotten in her face and yelled at her manhandled her and told her like it was. Yes she was s spitfire and yes she was used to getting what she wanted so this all came as a shock to her. She propped herself up on her elbow as she looked into those glaring eyes that made her just want to lock herself up in a closet and hide and cry but not as angry as he was Micah had a point and if she wanted this night to go smoother then maybe Jezebel should cool it . Warm tears ran down her cheeks as she just looked up at Micah trying to gather the nerve to even talk as she was still in shock from what just happened.
Finally Jezebel scooted back away so he wasn’t standing over her and she got up and smoothed put her dress. Her head nodded yes a few times before she licked her lips and got the courage to speak.“I I Im sorry I ruined dinner if you give me a minute ill fix it and you can sit and relax ”. Jezebel told him as her tone was a little quiet and she quickly went into the kitchen and got him a fresh new glass of the wine he was going to have with dinner and reached it out to Micah. “I don’t like fighting like this it scares me this side of you and us. I love you and don’t want to lose you. I am sorry im such a disappointment.” Jezebel finished as not only did she mean that but if her parents saw what she had just did they would have made her feel worse. Yes she was a fighter but right now well maybe it was time to take it down a few notches.
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Post by Micah Gene Everett on Jul 9, 2012 15:54:39 GMT -5
Micah unclenched his fists. She finally got it. After yelling at her as much as he did it finally went through her thick skull. He nodded slightly his breathing returning to normal. He was glad that she finally understood the way it was supposed to be. He ran his fingers through his hair, wiping some sweat from his forehead.
I will take my dinner in the study up stairs. No wine just another glass of the good fire whiskey. I don't care what you make just make something. I need food. Just bring me my dinner and then you can continue with your wedding design. After dinner I have some things to attend to and then I will be off to bed. I have to be in the office early tomorrow morning.
Micah kissed Jezebel on the forehead and left the kitchen. He ascended the stairs and went into the study, where he sat in his leather chair and pulled out a book and started studying.
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Post by Elizbetha Oana Alexandrescu on Jul 9, 2012 16:25:13 GMT -5
This was not at all how she wanted this evening to go. All day she had ideas or romance and being in each others arms and kissing but no she couldn’t let the night end on such a horrid note. Jezebel walked into the living room and grabbed her wand and head back into the kitchen as she herself took a few drinks of wine out of the glass Micah did not take. Thinking fast on her feet she waved the wand and said “pullus pie.” Looking down now in front of her was a small one person chicken pot pie with a small green salad on a little white plate. Normally she would do this all from scratch but right now there was no time and right now she was going to try and work some magic and fix this evening. Jezebel did not think it was good for either of them to go to bed angry and not being able to see him off in the morning was already making him sad. She carefully loaded the pot pie along with a glass of fire whiskey and a slice of the home made chocolate truffle cake she had made for him, onto a wooden tray and she carefully headed up the stairs and to his study where she normally would knock but he was waiting for her. So then Jezzy pushed the door open slowly with the toe of her shoe and quietly walked in trying not to make too much noise as she set the tray on a small table and then brought each item over to Micah and set it on his desk and last she set down the whiskey. Not saying a word she laid her hands on his shoulder and then began to give him a massage a small attempt to calm him down. “I don’t like seeing you this upset and I don’t think it is good for us to go to bed mad like this my love. Just let me make this up to you tonight let me try and fix my mistake. “ she said almost begging him not to go to bed early to let them have some good alone time. Her hands moved up and down his neck and along Micah’s shoulders applying pressure where needed. “You are my world and without you there would be nothing left for me.” Jezebel was speaking from the heart. Her entire life had been about this man and she wanted her entire future to be about him also. She did want to marry him and give him the perfect life and the harder she tried the more she messed up but now she just wanted the chance to fix this. Pot Pie: farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6444410431_96e0b085fd.jpgDessert: static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Guardian/Pix/pictures/2012/3/22/1332436042946/Dan-Lepards-layered-choco-008.jpg
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Post by Micah Gene Everett on Jul 9, 2012 19:15:00 GMT -5
Micah sighed and rubbed his neck slightly. His neck was filled with knots. He heard Jezebel enter and put his food in front of him. To see her acting how she was supposed to made his anger dissolve. She was learning and that's what he wanted. He took a bite of his dinner and smiled. He closed his eyes letting Jezebel rub the knots out of his shoulders as he ate his dinner. He was feeling better now and he hoped that this would be good for awhile.
When he was finished with his dinner he put his fork down and turned his chair around to face Jezebel. He pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her on the head softly. I am sorry I had to blow up at you like that my dear but it did work. I understand this is hard for you. I have to remember you are still learning. When you do things correctly I need to reward you more. Thank you so much for the dinner it was quite delicious. How about this? My things can wait until tomorrow. Why don't you go grab your sketch book and sit in here with me while I write up a few reports so I don't have to leave early tomorrow? Would you like that Micah smiled at Jezebel trying to show her that he was not angry at her anymore. He took her hand in his and kissed it softly with a smile I love you
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Post by Elizbetha Oana Alexandrescu on Jul 9, 2012 19:41:42 GMT -5
She started to smile as Micah ate his dinner and started to relax while this was what she didn’t really want she did what the man she loved requested of her and also it would help bide her time for things later. But a giggle did escape her lips when Micah pulled her onto his lap and pun around. While the fight just a few minutes ago was hard and it did leave marks Jezebel loved what was going on right now being in his arms and feeling his lips upon hers well gave this young woman shivers up her spine. ” I know I have a lot to learn about running a house and being a wife and putting someone else’s needs ahead of my own and I will mess up and I will make mistakes but I promise you I will try harder and try not to make so many. “ She explained to him as Jezebel planted a soft kiss upon Micah’s lips placing a little more pressure on it pressing her body to his letting her hands play with his hair then slowly she pulled back and smiled at him.
Sitting up a bit in the chair she reached in the top of her dress and pulled her want from out of her bra and waved it over her head and her sketch book flopped into her lap and without saying a word she lowly slid back on his lap and hoped on top of the desk and stretched out her legs so her feet were in his lap as she smirked , now she was in a playful mood.”Well I guess this could work. Sweetie you were so tense and part of that was because of me all I want is the chance to make it up to you and show you that I will be the wife you deserve and want. I just hate myself for letting you and my family down. I will place myself on a schedule from now on to make sure all is taken care of.”. She said with a wink as Jezebel took the toe of her shoe and hooked it under one of his necklaces and tugged on it trying to get him to laugh and see what else he wanted to do besides work. Cuddling by the fire or just sitting there in each others arms and talking was fine but he was the man and the choice would be his,
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Post by Micah Gene Everett on Jul 11, 2012 18:56:51 GMT -5
Micah couldn't help but smile at Jezebel. There was a devilish look in his eyes but this time it wasn't anger. For the second time in one night Micah pulled Jezebel so there faces where inches apart. This time thought it was not anger in his voice as he spoke. You are.. by far... the sexiest fucking woman I have never seen. Micah shoved the things off his desk before setting Jezebel on the desk. He kissed her deeply. When he broke the kiss, he said. My dear I love you so much. You are so beautiful Micah softly nibbled on Jezebel's neck before running his fingers through her hair. He smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her in a hug. Micah buried his face into Jezebels blonde hair, taking in the scent of her shampoo I love you so much he muttered.
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Post by Elizbetha Oana Alexandrescu on Jul 11, 2012 19:29:50 GMT -5
A giggle escaped Jezebel's lips as Micah shoved stuff off his desk and lifted her on top. Oh yes this was how the night was supposed to go with them having fun and enjoying each other. Feeling his lips upon her skin made Jezebel shiver as his touch always did. Her head tilted to the side feeling him bury his face in her hair."I love you too Micah and there is nothing I wouldn't do to make you happy.". She explained letting her hands run through Micah's hair as her legs wrapped around his waist pressing Micah right to her. Feeling adventurous Jezebel leaned down and started to leave a trail of kisses up Micah's neck and when she got to his ear she started to nibble on the ear lobe. Meanwhile her hands trailed up and down his back placing pressure with her nails as she then reached his ass and squeezed it. Normally Jezebel was not like this she was not sexually forward at all but someone this moment seemed right and she just went with it.
"My life without you would mean nothing it would be nothing. You are the most handsome hot ass man I have ever laid eyes on. You are incredibly sexy and my love for you grows each day.".Jezebel told the love of her life as she kissed along his cheek bone and rested her face against his the whole time her hands were still resting on his ass. This was what she thought her life with him would be like just the two of them together nobody else around to bother them. The way this night was going things were only going to get better.
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Post by Micah Gene Everett on Jul 17, 2012 1:45:21 GMT -5
Micah smirked and kissed Jezebel deeply. He loved her more then anything right at this moment. He knew that originally they were going to wait until there wedding night but Micah was sure how much longer he could wait. He loved having his arms around her. They were so perfect for each other. Who ever said that arranged marriages never work was an idiot. Sure they had there moments but in general Micah and Jezebel loved each other very much. Sure Micah yelled but no one understood why. He only wanted his wife to be the best she could be.
Micah let out a small growl like moan as Jezebel kissed down his neck. It was official, he couldn't control himself. He had to have this woman and he had to have her now. Micah ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her deeply as passion filled him...
-Fade to black-
Micah sat gasping for air. He looked around at his study which was, of course, a huge mess. He then over at his future bride and couldn't help but smile. He slowly stood up and opened his desk pulling out a pack of cigarettes. Micah slipped one out of the pack and tossed the rest of the pack on the desk. He lit the cigarette, taking a deep drag. He let out the drag with a smile and a sighed I could get used to this he took another drag very much so
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Post by Elizbetha Oana Alexandrescu on Jul 17, 2012 2:07:08 GMT -5
They lived in seperate bedrooms for a reason and that was to prevent what was about to happen. But really they were adults and they had needs and right now these needs were calling out to be met. Many nights alone in her room Jezebel had dreams about this moment and now here it was . Yes they had their issues and there were fights and yelling and tears bit there was never a doubt in her mind who Jezebe would give her heart to. She loved Micah with all that she had and she would not change this moment for the world no matter what and to her to hell with what could happen afterwards. She tossed her head back as a slight giggle escaped her lips as she looked into his eyes her heart beating faster her breathing getting shallow as she was nervous but at the same time wanted this so much. Goosebumps ran up and down her body as she felt the soft material of her shirt being slipped off and Jezebel leaned in and kissed Micah with such a great passion she thought she bit his bottom lip. -Fade to black- She looked over at him as he got up and Jezebel could not help but smile. His body was so perfect and dear lord that perfect ass oh yeah she loved that view of him. Jezebel then sat up and lifed the blanket wrapping herself in it as she got up and winced a little but walked over to Micah and leaned against his desk chair. "I would not trade what just happened for all the galleons in the world.I love you more even now if that is possible Micah.And well you are not the only one who could get used to this. I just hope you enjoyed yourself.". She told him smiling and taking his hand in hers and kissing it. If this was what it was like to do what he wanted and keep Micah happy then Jezebel was all for it.
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Post by Micah Gene Everett on Jul 17, 2012 2:24:25 GMT -5
Micah smiled putting his cigarette out in the ashtray before kissing Jezebel deeply. Everything about her was perfect and what had just happened was even more perfect. If that was what he got to come home to every night, then he was very much looking forward to his life as a married man. Sure Jezebel had her faults but her beauty... It was something no straight man could truly resist.
Micah kissed Jezebel on the forehead softly. He hated to leave her after such a perfect moment but he really needed to get to bed. Micah prided himself on not missing work. It wasn't like they needed the money he just liked being the best at what he did. He always took pride in being the best. Wither it was school, Quidditch, work or Love Micah always wanted to be the best.
I wish I could spend more time with you dear but I am afraid I have work early in the morning Micah said, smiling. He kissed Jezebel again before he took her hand in his and gave it a slight squeeze You should probably get to bed as well. It is getting late. I love you dear Jezzy Micah kissed her one last time before leaving the room. He left his clothes in the room not really caring. Once he reached his own room, Micah collapsed on his bed and slipped off to sleep with a smile on his face
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Post by Elizbetha Oana Alexandrescu on Jul 17, 2012 2:35:57 GMT -5
Yes it was getting late and while she did not have to get up Jezebel liked getting up fpr work with Micah and having breakfast ready for him when he came down for coffee. While she knew she was not perfect Jezebel now knew what she had to to to make life work for them to avoid fights with borken glass and tears and live for moments like these. "I know it is getting late my love and tonight ended so prefectly I cant wait for the next time we get to make love."Jezebel said as she gvae Micah a playful kiss on the cheek.Tommrow there was a lot to do wedding stuff like buying material for the dress and running off too talk to Eva about tonight because reay she had to tell someone.She had finally made love knew what the passion was like and also she found a new side to herself. " I know work is important to you and I also want the best for you so a good nights rest is what we both should have. I will have dreams of tonight my love. I love you too Micah." It did not bother her that the office was a mess she would get to it in the morning but for now she would go back to her room she wished she could go with Micah. Jezebel made it up the stairs although she felt rather sore and there wasnt much pain from what they did not what some made it out to be. She took a quick look down the hall at his bedroom door and shook her head as she shut her own and waved her wand lighting a small fire. Jezebel sat on the edge of her bed with her diary the evenings events but as she wrote her eyes got heavy and she closed ehr eyes falling asleep on the floor infront of the fire.
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