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Post by Chase Connors on May 28, 2012 20:09:07 GMT
 Using the floo had been a hilarious situation! Emily had refused to go on her own in case she did something wrong, so Chase had agreed they could do it together... There was a reason parents stopped floo'ing with their kids when they reached 6, maybe 7. The floo network really wasn't very big. It had been fun though. Chase laughed the whole journey while Emily shrieked and clung to them as they flew around corners and over dips.
Chase had always loved travelling by floo. It was far more exciting that apparating, or even portkey. Sure there was the risk of bruised elbows and sooty clothing, but he really didn't care about minor things like that. The rush of racing through the network, unable to control yourself or your speed, placing your trust fully in the magic to save you as you hurtled towards what appeared to be solid walls... It was great! He loved it. Emily? It didn't look like she enjoyed her first floo'ing quite so much.
Stepping out into his fireplace, Chase wrapped his arms firmly around her waist to stop her from flying face first into the carpet, like what often happened to people the first couple of times they floo'd somewhere. "Wecome home." He grinned, already feeling the heat of the burning fire warming the back of his legs. "And this is... pretty much it."
'Pretty much it' didn't even begin to cover it and he knew it. The room was really spacious, and his mother had made sure to kit it out with dark woods and maroon colors, with thick velvet drapes and plush sofas. Not to mention the number of ornaments and flower arrangements around the room, and art pieces on the walls. It did, he knew, look quite... rich. But the rest of the house was a lot better and looked a lot more normal and relaxed, albeit still very spacious. His mother just believed a little too much in first impressions.
Steering them in the direction of the sofa, Chase spun Emily in his arms, leaning in to kiss her with a grin still plastered on his face. "I have a surprise for you, but first you need to come and find me." With that, without even any more explanation, Chase turned and ran out of the room, making enough noise as he clambered up the nearby stairs so that she'd know which direction he'd vanished in. Now, to his room...
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Post by Emily Prescott on May 29, 2012 18:56:27 GMT
Emily had been right. Floo was not something, nor would it ever be she enjoyed. In fact it had freaked her out so much she'd asked Chase to accompany her. Did it make her feel stupid? Of course it did but compared to the alternative, she'd take a little embarrassment over travelling through the Floo network alone. He of course had found it hilarious and Emily knew that she hadn't heard the last of it from him, she knew he'd be joking about this for ages. Again though it didn't matter, she'd find some way to pay him back.
Thankfully for her, Chase had thought ahead and wrapped his arms around her waist, before she even had chance to realize she had in fact been falling out from the fireplace. Coughing lightly she grimaced and looked over her shoulder, "Thank God that's over..." she grumbled, clinging to his arm, still not feel 100% steady on her feet. Hearing Chase, she looked up at him before turning to look at the room they'd just stepped into, and her mouth instantly dropped open.
It was beautiful. So lavish and spacious, lived in yet elegant, Emily was completely taken aback. Of course she knew Chase's family were well off, seeing this room, it's size though and the way in which it was decorated though only nailed it home. "Chase ...wow... was all she could muster. Though before she could take in any more of it, Chase moved them towards the sofa, spun her around in his arms and before she could react he kissed her, catching her off guard in the most pleasant way. Again Emily all but sunk against him, her hands flattening against his chest as she melted into the kiss.
He pulled back way too soon though, that silly grin plastered on his face. "I have a surprise for you, but first you need to come and find me." and just like that he was gone, rather noisily from the room. Emily stared at the spot he'd just vacated before laughing and rolling her eyes, walking out the room after him, "Aren't we a little old for kiss and run games?" she called out, really hoping his parents weren't home. She obviously heard him moving up the stairs so she proceeded to follow her eyes taking in the incredible surroundings in which she found herself, as she shrugged off her jacket, folding it over her arm as she removed her scarf, hat and gloves too. "Chase where did you go?" she called out, stopping once she reached the top of the stairs, not wanting to move any further till she at least had an idea of where her boy-friend was.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 1, 2012 15:03:11 GMT
SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! Chase could hear Emily shouting after him but he just laughed instead of responding. He'd had this idea planned out in his mind for a while, he just didn't know if it was something he'd be able to do seeing as he was going home for the holidays. Then when he decided to invite Emily round he knew that he'd need to play it out somehow.
It was just lucky, he thought, that his parents and sister were out for the day and they had the house to themselves. This probably wasn't something that he'd attempt to try while his folks were around just in case he was caught. His mother probably wouldn't be too happy about it but he could get over that, it was his dad that would be the real worry. He wouldn't get angry or anything. Quite the opposite. He'd find the whole thing absolutely hilarious and probably never let Chase live it down. It would be something he'd use to embarrass Chase in front of people for years to come..
As he reached the top of the stairs he paused and kicked off his shoes, and started working on the buttons on his shirt. He intended to leave a bit of a clothes trail for Emily to follow so that she could find him. His house was pretty big and he knew it, and he didn't want her getting too lost considering she'd never been there before. Hopefully, this would be the first of many visits to come. Or it would be if he had any say in the matter...
His quickly unbuckled his belt and shoved his trousers down his legs, kicking them up and catching them. Behind him, he could hear Emily starting up the stairs and he grinned, glad that she was following. His trousers were hung quickly on the handle of his bedroom door as he slipped inside, closing it quickly behind him.
Emily's voice sounded from the top of the stairs and Chase knew he had to move fast.
Chase's bedroom was pretty big and spacious, and his parents always put a tree up in front of the window so that when he arrived home, his room was just as festive as the rest of the house. Underneath it they left only one or two of his presents because, in his mothers words, they didn't trust him not to sneak a peek. Truth was, most of the boxes under the tree were empty and were just for effect - their only purpose to make the whole thing look more aesthetically pleasing.
Chase grabbed the box he'd set up earlier, a whole cut into one side of it just big enough to fit his... well... to fit a certain body part through. There was also a piece of thin string looped through the sides so that he could tie it around his waist and secure it in place, yet it was thin enough not to kill the whole effect of it.
He secured the present box quickly, a grin plastered on his face the whole time. What he really wanted was to see the look on Emily's face when she walked in the door. It would be priceless, he was sure.
Settling quickly to the floor, Chase slid himself a little way under the tree and lounged on the floor, pulling a few of the other boxes around him to disguise the state he was in a little. It wouldn't fool her for long. Already, he could hear her drawing closer to the door...
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Post by Emily Prescott on Jun 1, 2012 19:38:48 GMT
 Emily chuckled lightly at Chase's antics as she brushed away an imaginary crease on the bottom of her dress, before coming to a stop at the very top of the stairs. It was there she noticed his shoes, the ones he'd been wearing only moments ago, carelessly discarded on the landing and for a moment she stopped still, staring at them in confusion before looking up. "What are you up to Chase Connors?" she said quietly to herself, balancing her coat and things on the same arm in which she held her bag.
Before she could call out again, she stepped around the shoes and her eyes landed on his shirt a little further across the landing and and smile spread over her pretty face. Now she was caught up on what he was doing and what his intentions where, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in amusement. Looking around she quietly walked along the long landing, his house was huge and she was kind of grateful he'd left a trail. Crouching down she picked up Chase's shirt between her fingers and smiled again, shaking her head. Lifting it she inhaled the familiar scent and sighed softly before draping the clothing over her arm.
Resting her hand on her hip she looked around for the next clue as to where he'd gone and couldn't help but laugh when she saw the trousers hanging on the door handle. Instantly she was reminded of the Hufflepuff party and where he'd hung his shirt during that. Shaking her head she walked towards the closed door, picking up the trousers. Biting down on her lip she looked at the door for a moment, pausing before she lifted her hand and knocked once, pushing open the door and stepping inside, unprepared for the site that greeted her there.
The room was huge, about three times the size of her own back home and there beside the window was a beautiful Christmas tree but none of that caught her attention. Her attention was focused solely on Chase who was laying partially beneath the decorated tree, stark naked. Covering her mouth she stepped further into the room, unable to fight off the smile seeing his own grin. Though when her eyes lowered, it too the presents and it took her a few moments to realize what it was he looked so pleased about and when it clicked, when she realized he'd practically gift wrapped his...well you know...she laughed.
Shaking her head she looked down at him, taking another couple steps till she was stood dead center in the room, unable to stop herself from admiring him for a moment. There was no doubt he was in incredible shape, Emily felt her whole body heat him just looking at him. "Oh Chase..." she giggled, her cheeks flushing a light pink as she pressed her hand to her chest, "Is this the part where I'm expected to unwrap my present then?" she teased, giving him a wink as she moved to drop her things onto his bed. Biting on her lip she turned back around to look at him, unable to hold back another laugh, her hands on her cheeks as she took a step towards him, "Only you could think of something like this..." she said, crouching down to press a kiss to his lips.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 1, 2012 20:01:23 GMT
SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! Chase could here her just outside of the door and stayed as still as possible, not saying a word even when she knocked, only grinning more. It was impossible not to grin at this whole... situation.
When she entered, Emily only seemed to take in the room itself for a matter of seconds before she saw him lying there and her jaw dropped. If it was possible, Chase grinned even more that he already was.
He watched the expression on her face go from one of shock to one of amusement, and watched as her eyes trailed over him, eventually settling on the box that covered him. He had to fight really hard not to laugh at the expression on her face. "Merry Christmas, Babe." He sent her a wink.
Emily moved further into the room and she was still looking at him, Chase just kept his pose and bit his tongue so not to laugh out loud. He was pretty sure she hadn't been expecting this when she agreed to come to his for the holidays.
"Is this the part where I'm expected to unwrap my present then?"
"Sure is, babe. It's just like the saying goes."Chase grinned and winked at her. "You can have your cake and eat it too." He half stuck his tongue out but ended up biting down on it in an attempt not to laugh. He wondered if she'd catch on to what he was implying with that statement, but he didn't say anything else. Em would probably kill him for saying it! That only made it more amusing though.
"Only you could think of something like this..."
"And don't you know it?" He winked once more, reaching up to thread a hand through her hair when she crouched down to kiss him. He pulled back just a little way. "So... are you opening your present or aren't you?" His lips locked back onto hers.
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Post by Emily Prescott on Jun 1, 2012 20:17:52 GMT
"You can have your cake and eat it too."
Emily's mouth fell open as she looked down at her boy-friend in surprise over his words. She swatted his arm and shook her head, deciding she was in too much of a good mood to berate him for that comment, "Watch your mouth...your lucky I'm in such a good mood or you Mr would be in big trouble." she told him, trying to stay serious but unable to stop the smile from escaping, he really was making it impossible for her to be annoyed.
His fingers threaded through her hair when she crouched down to kiss him, holding her in place before he pulled back just a little bit so he could speak, "So... are you opening your present or aren't you?". Before she could formulate any kind of response he locked his lips back onto hers and she all but melted against him. Her hand rested against his bare chest and she smiled into the kiss, "I was always told not to peak at my presents till Christmas day...ruins the surprise..." he joked, biting down on her lip as she pulled back ever so slightly, her fingers gently touching his lips.
Her eyes glanced down to the red box, which was decorated with gold ribbon and she laughed slightly before turning to look back at Chase, "Though I do suppose since I've been such a good girl this year, having a little peak wouldn't hurt..." she said, leaning in to press her lips back against his, her hand trailing down his chest, coming to a stop over his abdomen, when she thought she heard something. Figuring it was merely her imagination she refocused back on Chase.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 2, 2012 10:19:04 GMT
SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! "Watch your mouth...your lucky I'm in such a good mood or you Mr would be in big trouble."
"I didn't realize that it was my mouth that was the topic of conversation here." He winked at her. Her reaction that his comment had been priceless- better than what he'd expected it to be. He know though, that had he said something like that at any other time her reaction may not have been such a good one. This was simply a case of good timing.
Without giving Emily a chance to respond to his question Chase kissed her again. It was her who broke the kiss next, again, very little distance put between them. He could feel her hands on his bare chest and it started small sparks of electricity within him, igniting his nerve ending and making him sensitive to every small move that she made, and every bit of contact between them.
But Christmas Eve is sooo close to Christmas day, beautiful. It can't hurt to open just one present?" He pressed a light kiss against her finger tips when she touched his lips. Her following words pretty much the same as the ones he'd just said.
"Definitely not. Good girls allowed to take a peek. It just takes a bad boy to convince a good girl to do a little more and to play with her presents a day early." His voice dropped lower as he said it, and he was painfully aware of the way her fingers trailed down his chest and over his stomach. He was pretty sure the box had shifted position a bit too considering... Well... yeah...
Emily looked distracted for a moment, as if she heard something. Chase reached up and ran his fingers lightly along her jawline. "Don't worry. No one will be home for a good few hours yet. The house is ours."
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Post by Emily Prescott on Jun 2, 2012 12:32:30 GMT
Emily smiled down at Chase as he kissed her finger tips. He really did encourage the more daring side of her and in many ways she was thankful for that, she'd always been so uptight. Now she wasn't afraid to break the rules and such, did she like breaking them? No of course not but she was no longer completely opposed to do something that involved breaking them. When he kissed her again she felt the familiar rush of emotion and electricity course through her body, causing her to sigh contentedly against him.
"Definitely not. Good girls allowed to take a peek. It just takes a bad boy to convince a good girl to do a little more and to play with her presents a day early."
Emily laughed lightly at his words, pressing her lips against his again. Kissing him deeply she slid her hand up, threading it through his hair before it trailed back down over his chest, her nails lightly trailing across his skin. "You've always been a bad influence..." she said her voice holding a little seductive tone as she nipped lightly at his lip, a smile dancing on her own lips. If she was honest she really hadn't been expecting this upon coming to his home, but then again Chase always had a way of surprising her.
"Don't worry. No one will be home for a good few hours yet. The house is ours."
Emily smiled softly as Chase ran his fingers gently along her jawline, his touch sending those familiar sparks shooting through her. Biting down on her lip she let her fingers continue their descent, tracing lightly over his hips before they locked onto part of the ribbon, giving a slight tug she watched the ribbon unravel from the the lid. "Lets see what Santa brought me then..." she teased, looking away from Chase, unable to stop the small chuckle escaping as she reached for the box lid.
Leaning in she pressed her lips back against Chase's, kissing him deeply shifting to sit on the floor as opposed to crouching as her legs were beginning to protest. Her fingers had pushed aside the lid and her hand slowly slid into the box...a smile played on her lips when she found what Chase had kept hidden and she nipped at his lip, "Well now I feel slightly overdressed..." she said seductively, pulling back enough to look at him and see his reaction.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 2, 2012 14:06:38 GMT
SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! Chase closed his eyes briefly, enjoying the feel of Emily's hands running over his skin. He just allowed himself to savor the sensation. Even though they'd only been apart for a few days he'd missed the closeness they shared more than he thought was possible.
A groan slipped past his lips not just at her seductive tone, but also at her nipping down on his lip. His tongue darted out to brush lightly over her lower lip as released his lip from between her teeth. The sensation of her teeth dragging over him was enough to sent shivers of head coursing through him. That, and the feeling of her nails over his chest. The combined feeling of everything that she was doing to him was definitely stirring a reaction in him.
Chase looked down and watched as she tugged loose the ribbon and opened the box. Once again, Emily closed the distance and kissed him again even while her hand slid inside the box and wrapped around the hard length of him. His breath hitched and his pulse rate picked up.
He laughed softly. "You're far to over dressed." One hand was already reaching for the hem of her dress and tugging it up, letting his hands linger over her thighs and above along the way. "As much as I like the tights, they're in my way."
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Post by Emily Prescott on Jun 2, 2012 15:57:56 GMT
Emily smiled when she heard Chase catch his breath as her fingers wrapped around his hard length and it sent a thrill through her that she was the cause of his...current situation and her heart rate sped up to an unbelievable pace, knowing what was soon to follow. Even after their few months together he still had such an effect on her and it didn't seem to be lessening any as time went on, if anything it was getting stronger as were her feelings.
"You're far to over dressed....As much as I like the tights, they're in my way."
Emily laughed softly, pressing a kiss to his lips before she moved away, "Well we can't have that now can we..." she said, letting his hand which had been resting on her thigh drop away as she stood up. Sliding her hands up her thighs slowly she winked at Chase, easily slipping out of her shoes and kicking them aside as her hands slowly brought up the hem of her dress. Hooking her fingers through the waistband of the tights she slowly, sensually down her legs, kicking them off at Chase when they reached the floor.
Laughing lightly she shook her head, "One obstacle out the way..." she said, biting down on her lip as she reached behind her, easily taking hold of the zip of her dress, turning her back to Chase as she drew it down. Biting down on her lip she smiled over her shoulder at him, sliding the dress off one shoulder and the next before moving the dress down her body sexily, biting on her lip as she moved it past her waist before finally letting it drop to the floor before she stepped out, and turned to face Chase, her hair falling over her shoulders.
"2 down...your turn next handsome." she said with a flirty smile and a wink in his direction, teasingly slipping on of her bra straps off her shoulder, letting it hang loosely against her arm before she rested her hands on her waist.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 2, 2012 17:38:09 GMT
IDIOT ME MANAGED TO MODIFY IT RATHER THAN QUOTE IT. NOW ALL IS LOST AND EVEN THE BACK BUTTON CAN'T SAVE ME. *SOBS HYSTERICALLY* I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER IT TO WRITE IT ALL OUT AGAIN D: SO... THIS IS A MUCH SHORTENED AND VERY CRAPPY RE-WRITE OF WHAT WAS HERE ORIGINALLY. SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! Chase let his hand fall away as Emily stood up, and his eyes were glued to each and every move she made as she ran her hands over her thighs, pushing the red tights slowly and sensuously down her thighs inch by inch, teasing him. His eyes watched as bit by bit more and more skin was revealed to him. The red tights were kicked his way and they landed partly over him but he ignored them. He was sure he could feel the heat from her skin still etched into the material.
Turning from him, Emily reached for the zip on the back of her dress and slid it down. The sound filled the room, and it was all Chase could hear in that moment. That, and the sound of his blood roaring through his ears as his pulse picked up and his blood starting pumping at a ridiculous speed.
The dress slid down easily and Chase watched as she swayed her hips, encouraging the material to slide over them till to pooled on the ground around her leaving her in nothing put her underwear. Without even realizing he was doing it, his tongue shot out, dampening his lips and anticipation bubbled.
He watched as Emily turned back to him, letting the straps from her bra slide partway down her arms. His eyes took in all of her, from her legs, up her stomach, to the place where her hair teased over the place he wished he could reach up and kiss at that moment... "Beautiful..." The words were hardly more than a breathless whisper but he was sure she could hear him.
Chase watched the blush spread over her cheeks and a smile crossed his face. He reached out one hand towards her. "You look good enough to eat, babe. Why don't you come a bit clos-ARG!"
His bedroom door opened and he heard a voice speak to him. His hands grappled for the lid of the box and he tried to slam it back on. His first attempt missed and he tried again, wanting to hide himself as best he could in his current state. "F*cking hell, mum!"
 April Connors - Mother:[/size][/center] April Conners and her husband had decided to spend the day out along on Christmas Eve, doing a bit of last minute shopping... maybe have lunch out... and just generally spend some time to themselves. They'd dropped their daughter off at a friends house for a Christmas party that she'd been invited to that day and left their son home on his own.
Seeing as he was 15 now, they were pretty sure that they could trust him to look after himself and not get himself in trouble... They could hope...
After a couple of hours out they'd received a message that the party that Risa was at wasn't going to last as long as expected, so they headed over to pick her up again and, rather than go back out with a ten year old in toe, they just headed home. They'd said they'd be out for several more hours than they had been but... this just meant that, actually, they could spend more family time together this Christmas Eve.
Flooing home, Rio headed straight upstairs to but away the last minute presents that they'd bought, and Risa headed for the kitchen to put away the slices of Christmas cake and sweets and things she'd got from the party. After hanging up the coats, April followed her husbands lead and went upstairs.
At the top, she was the husband in question standing and leaning against the wall, a smug look on his face. What?"
He said nothing but nodded towards something on the floor. Shoes? Ah... Chase's shoes. The boy never tidied up after himself... He took after his father in that respect. She sighed and placed her hands on her hips. Now she thought about it, the fact his shoes were scattered in the hall wasn't really the biggest issue, was it? Why had he needed to wear his shoes in the first place? He had no reason to be leaving the house or going outside or anything...
She looked back up at Rio who still stood there with a smirk on his face. She narrowed her eyes at him but didn't say anything else. Picking up the shoes, she headed along to Chase's room. She was already speaking as she grabbed for the handle. "You need to start tidying up aft- Chase!" Her jaw dropped as she pushed open the door and her a shout from her son. Her eyes traveled quickly around the room, taking in the state of her son and the blond girl who was quickly trying to cover herself.
Rio came up behind her and placed his hands on her waist as he peered over her shoulder into the room. Now she knew what he'd been smirking about! "A box son? How original."
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Post by Emily Prescott on Jun 2, 2012 18:14:19 GMT
Emily bit down on her lip loving how she felt when he looked at her the way he was doing now. She felt so desired, wanted and most of all sexy...she'd never felt like that. Well no one had ever made her feel that way yet with just one look Chase was able to. "Beautiful" he whispered, making her smile and her heart race. Again he was making her feel like the most beautiful thing in the world, and she felt the light blush settle on her cheeks.
"You look good enough to eat, babe. Why don't you come a bit clos-ARG!"
Before Emily could move she heard the door open and felt her stomach drop as she turned around. "F*cking hell, mum!" Chase exclaimed. Emily quickly grabbed her dress holding it against herself in a vain attempt to cover herself, fixing the straps of her bra as she did. Her cheeks turned an unbelievable shade of red, and spread down her neck and over her chest as she struggled not to run away and hide, and instead began wishing a hole in the floor would appear so she could jump into it.
"Oh my god..." she whispered, unable to look anywhere but the floor. The woman in the door had looked just as horrified as Emily, though that was obviously impossible. Hadn't Chase said his parents were out for the day, that they weren't due in for a few hours. She couldn't even look at her boy-friend, Emily wasn't sure she'd felt this embarrassed before, and her cheeks were burning. She couldn't talk, couldn't say anything thanks to her inability to look up, not even the other mans attempt at a joke did anything to relieve her horror.
All she wanted was to get dressed, she had no idea of the state Chase was in right now. Closing her eyes she tucked her hair behind her ear, blowing out a breath as she did. 'This cannot be happening she thought to herself, fixing her eyes onto her feet, still holding her dress tightly against her, though still feeling incredibly naked.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 2, 2012 21:56:17 GMT
SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! Chase struggled to cover himself up, not entirely certain where he should be looking. He couldn't help but stare in horror at his mother standing in the doorway while he was in such a... compromising position, but at the same time, he wished he could look anywhere but at her. The look on her face... dear god!
Out of the corner of his eye Chase could see Emily scrambling to grab her dress from the floor and cover herself up. At least she was wearing more than him though! He had a freaking present box over his dick and a pair of red tights draped haphazardously over part of his chest. He groaned, especially when he heard his dads' voice and saw his head appear over his mothers shoulder.
"A box son? How original."
Chase flopped back onto the ground with a groan, staring straight up at the ceiling. "Well dad... At least it's not a robot costume..." Now that was one memory Chase really wished he didn't have to remember... Oh Gods... His dads robot costume... Even though they'd only been photos Chase was still scarred for life.
Taking several deep breathes Chase tried not to think about the situation he was in and just looked over to where Emily stood, dress held against her and staring down at her feet. He sighed. "Em, meet my parents..." He looked pointedly at the parents in question and his eyes narrowed. "The parents who weren't supposed to be home for several more hours."
Great first impression...
April Connors - Mother: [/size][/center] April stood in stunned silence, her gaze jumping from the site of her son lying on the floor in nothing but a box to the blond girl who was beetroot red with embarrassment as she tried to cover herself up. She had no idea who the girl was but one thing was for sure, she didn't expect to see her in her house on Christmas eve.
Rio appeared over her shoulder and made a comment, and she now knew exactly what the smirk on his face had been about. Chase flopped back on the floor and, at the mention of the robot thing, April's mouth fell open in shock. He knew about that!? Oh god... She had no idea. Behind her, Rio was silent too.
She watched as Chase looked over to the girl and sighed.
"Em, meet my parents... The parents who weren't supposed to be home for several more hours."
April spluttered. "Well I'm sorry for coming home to my own house!" She had absolutely no idea what she was supposed to think right now. Chase was pretty bad when it came to girls and flirting, and she wasn't going to pretend like she didn't know he'd been with girls before, but for heavens sake he was only 15!
April sighed and closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Oh, Chase..."
[/justify]  Rio Connors - Father:[/size][/center] The minute he'd climbed the stairs he'd heard voices, and he'd stood quietly, listening. They were coming from his sons room and, if he was hearing correctly, there was a girl in there with him. He'd heard quite a few of the comments that passed between them as he listened and he could only grin. As April would say, Chase took after his father. A lot.
April headed up the stairs towards him and he fought not to laugh, dying to see the look on her face when she found out about what their son was up to. He only nodded to the shoes on the ground and watched as she narrowed her eyes at him. He attempted to look innocent.
April headed down the passage towards Chase's door and Rio didn't even bother to say anything about what he knew she'd see in there. The shrieks and yells said it all and he almost fell over with repressed laughter. Oh boy. This should be good.
He peered over his wife's shoulder and took in the sight before him. A girl with blond hair was hastily covering herself, her face burning an almost luminous shade of red, while Chase lay under the Christmas tree they'd set up in his room, a Christmas present box tied over himself. "A box son? How original."
Chase groaned and flopped back onto the ground while the girl just turned redder, staring down at her feet.
His jaw dropped in shock when Chase brought up the old pictures he'd once found. "Watch it, kiddo." Still, despite the embarrassment at the time, it was still rather amusing to think back on that day. Damn he was a bad influence...
Chase looked back to the girl. "Em, meet my parents... The parents who weren't supposed to be home for several more hours."
Rio could only laugh out loud. April answered him and Rio placed a hand on her waist. He knew that she was a lot more... sensitive when it came to this kind of thing. Well, Rio himself knew that Chase was a lot like him, and besides, he was a good looking guy - he could take care of himself. In a few years time when Risa hit that age? That was when he'd have a slightly different look on things.
The blond girls - Em? - was still staring down at her feet, while Chase and his mother seemed to be locking in some kind of stare out. This was one mood that needed to be lightened a little. Of course, Rio being Rio, his form of 'lightening the mood' usually meant more embarrassment. This time, probably for the girl in the middle of the room. "So what did Santa bring you then?" He grinned and laughed, ignoring the sharp elbow to his stomach he received from his wife.
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Post by Emily Prescott on Jun 2, 2012 23:11:46 GMT
Emily frowned and looked over at Chase, how could he just lay there when his parents were now stood in the room. "Not helping matters." she whispered, glaring at him. He seemed to at ease whilst she was practically dying from humiliation here, trying and sure she was failing to cover herself up properly. Chase went on to introduce her to his parents and she shot a glare at her boy-friend, the color in her cheeks worsening instead of lessening like she would have hoped. Slowly she turned her head towards them both, unable to meet their eyes or even attempt a smile all she could do was a small nod of her head, "Pleasure to meet you..." she said, her voice barely a whisper, as her eyes darted back to the floor.
Hearing Chase's Mother start talking, responding to him Emily cringed slightly. Unable to say anything or even do anything, she could feel the woman's eyes jumping from her to Chase, but yet Emily's remained on her feet, willing a hole to open in the ground and swallow her up, she was a witch, magic was real, she had powers so why the hell was there no hole appearing in the ground like she wanted!? Was it just Emily or did Chase's Mother sound a little disappointed, she wished she could figure it out but her body, her eyes all refused to listen to her brain, she felt so embarrassed.
To make matters worse his Dad seemed to be enjoying this turn of events way to much, choosing instead to joke around instead of berating his son. He laughed when Chase introduced her to them and then as if to clear the tension in the air he spoke again and Emily felt like dying all over again. "So what did Santa bring you then? he'd asked, his question obviously aimed at Emily who was horrified to realize he'd obviously over heard what had been said between her and Chase before his parents had barged into the room.
Her shoulders slumped slightly as she tried to draw in on herself, using a hand to cover her eyes, if possible she turned an even deeper shade of red than before. "Oh god kill me now..." she said quietly, wanting to move but unable to do so due to her state of undress. It was a strange house she had no idea where anywhere was so it wasn't like she could go hide out in the bathroom. If she was dressed she would've simply ran back to the fireplace...then again if she was dressed she wouldn't feel so embarrassed. She turned her head to look back at Chase, wishing he'd get up, do something, how was he not as embarrassed as her, how could he just lay there with...that over his...you know!
All she wanted was to get dressed and hopefully fade away, but since the latter of the two options wasn't going to happen she wanted to get dressed and try and save herself from any further humiliation. Using her hand she brushed her hair away from her face, looking back down at the floor feeling the horrible tears of humiliation filling her eyes. It had been a while since she'd felt this embarrassed, to the point where she wanted to cry, luckily her hair fell around her face, hopefully shielding the adults from seeing this, that was the last thing she wanted.
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Post by Chase Connors on Jun 3, 2012 13:19:51 GMT
SO I WROTE YOU A SONG
hope that you sing along and it goes
MERRY CHRISTMAS - KISS MY ASS! Being completely honest, while this was possibly the most embarrassing way to be caught, it wasn't actually the first time that one or both of his parents had walked in on him. They'd all gone away to Spain for their summer holiday before Chase started back at school for his fifth year, and he sure as hell made the most of his summer. Jeeze the number of close calls and not so calls....
He'd had fun that summer, but he definitely preferred being with Emily to any of that. Emily was actually embarrassed to be caught even in her underwear, whereas those girls in Spain? No shame at all no matter what their state of dress... He pushed the thoughts from his mind and tried not to think about it. Standing in the middle of a room with only his hands to cover himself while his mother ranted away at him for almost an hour wasn't the most pleasant memory... Right now, Chase didn't know whether to be grateful for the box or not...
He didn't miss Emily's glares and he knew that this was going to take a lot of making up. Damnit! It wasn't his fault that his parents came home earlier than they said they would!
His mother spoke again and Chase frowned, pushing upright so that he was sitting, rather than lying on the floor. He didn't bother reply to her, just watched as she nipped the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes. When was she going to just get over the fact that he wasn't a little kid anymore?
So what did Santa bring you then?"
Emily looked like she wanted the floor to open up and swallow her whole at that moment.
"Dad!"
What the hell? How much had he heard!? How long had his parents been home and how come he hadn't heard them before now? Holy hell this was worse than he thought... his dad was probably never going to let him live this down...
Em covered her eyes with her hand, her head down and her face hidden by her hair. "Oh god kill me now..."
"Em?" She turned to look at him and it looked like she was almost begging him to do something. Right now, he really didn't know what to do... He looked back at his parents. "Can you just leave. Seriously."
His mother made a comment and the only thing it succeeded in doing was annoying the hell out of him. "Mum! Get the hell out!"
She'd probably kill him for talking to her like that but right now he really didn't care. From what little he could see of her, Emily looked on the verge of tears.
Chase glanced over his shoulder and saw that his towel was still hung over the radiator. He scooted himself back a few inches and leaned over to grab it, throwing it over himself before ripping off the stupid box. He pushed to his feet, one hand holding the towel in place until he was standing and could wrap it properly around himself. Damn this would have been better if he hadn't just had a raging hard on... Sure it wasn't what it was, but the damn thing hadn't completely gone away. Now was not the time to care.
One hand still holding the towel around his waist, he headed towards the door, grabbing it and starting to close it, glaring at his parents. "Get. Out."
He pushed the door closed giving them no choice but to move back so he could close it. Behind him, he heard the voice of Risa but ignored it. He just clicked the door shut before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, then hurriedly securing the towel more tightly around his waist.
"Emily?" He rushed over her her, pulled her into a tight up for a second before moving back, using one hand to lift her chin. Tears stained her cheeks and Chase felt something in his chest constrict a little at the sight. His fingers brushed lightly over he cheeks, wiping them away. He voice was soft and full of apology when he spoke. "Em... I'm so, so sorry. They said they wouldn't be home till later..."
April Connors - Mother: [/size][/center] Rio made a comment to the girl and April's jaw dropped in shock, and she looked away from the fierce staring battled she seemed to have been having with her son. "Rio!" She said at the same time as Chase said something of the same effect. How the hell did he think this was helping the situation any? She glared at her husband, trying not to think about what he'd heard in order for him to be asking that question in the first place.
"Can you just leave. Seriously."
April gave an incredulous sounding laugh. "If you think I'm just going to leave you alone like-" She didn't get very far before Rio's arms tightened around her waist and Chase yelled at her again to get out. She didn't move.
Her son grabbed at a towel from behind him to cover himself up and stood, heading to the door. His words were clear again but she still didn't move until Chase pushed the door and she had no choice but to move. "Oh my god..." The words were scarcely more than a whisper as she grabbed onto Rio's arms for support. Who was that girl? Just another one of those sl*ts like those girls on holiday? What was he doing with his life!?
Rio muttered something in her ear but it didn't help comfort her in the slightest.
Risa appeared from her right but April had no idea what to say, so left Rio to do the talking. He also steered all three of them down the corridor and away from Chase's bedroom door, muttering something about giving them some privacy.
[/justify] Rio Connors - Father: [/size][/center] "If you think I'm just going to leave you alone like-"
Usually, Rio would have something to say at hearing Chase talk to his mother in such a way, but he could see the annoyance and anger flashing through his sons eyes. And that girl... while he couldn't see her face, she'd shrunk so far into herself that it looked like she was trying to just disappear.
He tugged at April, knowing that they just needed to let the two of them straighten themselves out, but his wife was stubborn and refused to move. For once, Rio didn't make a comment to Chase, knowing that it probably wouldn't go down this well. This wasn't the first time they'd caught Chase with someone, but something about the way he was reacting this time was different...
Tugging April backwards and away from the door, he didn't miss the glare from his son as he slammed the door shut. April muttered something and grabbed onto him. "This is different. Just let them get dressed, love." The words didn't seem to make the slightest bit of difference this time...
Rio looked up as Risa came nearer. "Nothing. Come on. Let's go down stairs." He steered April towards the stairs and motioned for Risa to lead the way, ignoring the frown on her face. This was not something a ten year old needed to get involved with.
[/justify][/quote]  Risa Connors - Sister:[/size][/center] Risa had enjoyed her party but she was glad to be home. Her mother had sent her straight off to the kitchen to put away the things she'd come home with - pieces of cake and such like. She'd sneakily scoffed a slice of it before she put it away, knowing that her mother could be a little fussy about things like that.
Bouncing up the stairs, Risa heard what sounded like her brother and her parents arguing or something. She headed in that direction just in time to see Chase's bedroom door slam shut, and their mother standing there in shock. "What's going on?"
Her dad answered but he just passed off the question. Risa frowned. Something was clearing happening! Chase didn't shout at their parents to get out of his room for no reason. Sighing a little dramatically, Risa rolled her eyes and headed back down the stairs, a little heavy footed. When were her parents going to stop treating her like a kid who couldn't be told anything?
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