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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 24, 2012 15:53:15 GMT -5
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Pierre finally found out where Lancelot lived and decided to take a cab there. The cab stopped at the gate and he wondered if this was the right place, he asked the driver and he said yes. He walked up to the gate and rang the bell, when a man answered and asked if he wanted to see Mr. Marcoux. Pierre knew he was at the right place and made up a story. "Uhm yes i'm here to see him about a new construction agreement we made a week ago and i just wanted to finalise the planning with him please." The guy on the other side told Pierre that Mr.Marcoux is busy and Pierre answered him. "But i have to see him today, because my boss is going to fire me and him and he'll lose a lot of money." The gate buzzed open and Pierre went inside, he walked a while until he got to the home. He was awe struck when he saw how successful his son really was. He made his way to the front door and rang the bell.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 24, 2012 16:46:24 GMT -5
Another burst of passionate electricity surged through Michelle's body when Lancelot pulled her closer with his one hand on her back and the other on her ass. She moaned with pleasure and couldn't get close enough to him, loving the feeling she got being being so intimate with him. She never wanted it to end but Lancelot seemed a little hesitant and Michelle knew it was because he didn't want her to do something she didn't want to do. His tongue teased her lips and she softly bit his lower lip, moving her hands down to his middle and then slowly unbuttoning his jeans, she whispered into his ears,
"Don't hold back... I want this..."
He then started softly kissing down her neck and tingles of pleasure remained where his lips had been. His hand slipped under her shirt and lingered on the clasp of her bra and she smiled in anticipation but his hand ghosted away to rest on her hip. For a small moment she pulled away from him and started to loosen the buttons of her shirt, smiling at him with a kinky expression she tilted her head just right so he wouldn't be able to resist continuing with what she had just started. As expected he unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and she loved every minute he touched her. The sunlight filtered in through the window and for once in her life she wasn't ashamed of her body when her blouse fell to the floor. She had one of her favorite black bra's on and she thought Lance would love it. It was trimmed in delicate lace and fitted her perfectly.
Suddenly he scooped her up and lay her down on the couch and hovered over her. She smiled up at him, the sweetest smile ever and slipped her hand behind his back and the other softly squeezing his ass this time she pulled him closer, resuming the passionate kiss of earlier...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 24, 2012 17:00:50 GMT -5
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Lancelot felt pleasure through every part of his body starting at his head and tingled all the way down to his toes, his heartbeat started to race as she unbuttoned her blouse, her breasts perfectly rounded, sculpted by the goddess' themselves and he kissed her in the neck and almost tore her shirt off her but unbuttoned it instead, he turned her around and she was underneath him and he knew if she took his pants off he would have only his underwear on and she would see what he truly felt toward her. He started to kiss he very passionately and he put a hand under her and pushed her up against him, he could feel the electric shock between them, the surge their bodies gave off between each other. The sun shone through the window, when he slowly pulled away and said.
The front door bell suddenly rang and Lancelot looked up and he saw that his nightmare came true and he got off of Michelle. "Get dressed"
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Post by Whisper on Oct 24, 2012 17:20:48 GMT -5
Michelle could hardly think straight any longer. Nothing else existed to her anymore, just the here and now, just her and Lance, just the moment. She had never wanted anything this much before in her life and she was willing to give him everything. He slipped his hands in under her and pulled her even closer to him and she caught her breath as their bodies touched. She had never felt this good before and her happiness was obvious as Lance slowly pulled away and told her that she was his destiny. It was very special and meant so much to her and she didn't know what to say back that would mean evenly as much and so she softly placed her hand on his cheek, caressing him tenderly she was just about to speak when the doorbell rang. In a flash Lance was up and Michelle had a slightly shocked expression on her face. She sat up, confusion evident in her eyes. Luther knew they were not to be bothered. She had told him on her way in so why did he let anyone in? Lance looked out the window and his demeanor instantly changed and he told Michelle to get dressed. She quickly donned her blouse and buttoned it up, wondering if she should stay,
"Should I rather leave? I'll go to my room if you prefer?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 24, 2012 17:34:42 GMT -5
He can see through you
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Lancelot saw the person at the front door was his father and he got a sudden sense of kill mode inside of him but he wouldn't dare go there, he loved Michelle now more than ever and wouldn't want her to get hurt or even see him get hurt. He looked at Michelle clenching his jaw making his veins in his neck starting to show, but he saw calmness in her eyes and he calmed down, he waited prepared and trained for the day his father might show up. Michelle wanted to leave but he didn't want her to and he said to her. "I need your fiery tongue, I know we almost used it for the best, but you are good with words and I need you by my side." He didn't bother putting on a shirt, it was just his damn father, not anybody important, and he was in the middle of something. But now Lancelot held his hand out to Michelle, to help her up so that she can be at his side.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 24, 2012 17:38:35 GMT -5
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Pierre stood a while outside the door and saw some movement inside the house, through a window when he finally saw what was going on he gave a mean smile and was glad he interfered just in time, he wanted to meet his future daughter-in-law first before his son banged the crap out of her, he doesn't hate his son, he actually loves him very much. But being the worst father in the history he couldn't find the love that strong any longer. He called through the door, but didn't open it. "Are you going to open the door or am I going to have it do it for you?
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Post by Whisper on Oct 24, 2012 18:08:56 GMT -5
When Michelle saw Lancelot getting angry she tried her best to become calm herself since she knew about the effect she had on him. His fists were clenched again and the veins in his neck started to show, which she thought was damn sexy but it made her sad to think that anger caused that reaction in him. When he looked down at her he seemed to visibly relax and she could breathe again. He then told her that he needed her by his side and she smiled calmly and nodded her agreement. He held out his hand and she took it tenderly and stood by his side, ready for anything that would come but when that voice came through the door recognition dawned on her. It was the voice of the stubborn man she had served earlier that day and her eyes became a little wide. She squeezed his hand for reassurance and stood even closer to him. She had a feeling it was his father, the one who had called him the day before and she mentally prepared herself for the encounter...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 24, 2012 18:16:01 GMT -5
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Lancelot held Michelle's hand and when he felt her clench his hand, when the voice spoke he got a bad feeling that they have met before. He held her hand and with the free hand he slowly moved his hand to the doorknob and turned it feeling the knob unclicking, he swung the door open and he stood face to face with his father after 8 years of never seeing him, and now here he was suddenly at his doorstep. "What do you want?" The words came out softer than he wanted it to, he wanted the words to burn into his soul like the way his father's words burned him the day he got chased away.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 24, 2012 18:21:57 GMT -5
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Pierre heard footsteps and then the doorknob turning really slowly. The door swung open and there his kid was, a successful man who got a girl in bed. He might have been doing this every night. He looked at Lancelot and saw he was only clothed in pants, he saw a nasty scar and bullet wound and wondered what happened there. He saw a girl half hiding behind him and when he got a good look at her and smelt her he knew he has seen her before... She's the girl from the restaurant... Well he has been always known for choosing the scraps of the road. "Lancelot, son... I came here to see you, can I come in?"
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Post by Whisper on Oct 25, 2012 1:01:40 GMT -5
Michelle held onto Lance's hand with an urgency she had never known but still tried to relax a little. If this was truly the man from the restaurant then this was going to be an unpleasant visit, but with Lance at her side she could do anything and so when Lance reached for the doornob she stayed close to his side and sure enough soon stared straight into the disagreeable man's face. Lancelot asked him what he wanted and Michelle was surprised with the softness of his voice, almost as if he were gentle. She knew for sure she wouldn't stay gentle if she were in Lance's shoes. The man then called him son and said he was here to see Lancelot and now Michelle was sure that it was his dad, the one who had caused him such pain yesterday.
Michelle became infuriated with him, even more so than she ha already been that morning but didn't let it show though no doubt Lance would have felt it. As she expected he didn't even wait for an answer and merely walked in, plopping down on the couch. Sinister came to sit next him all emotionless and Michelle glared at the cat as if to say, 'traitor.' For now Michelle would hear him out, but she was more than livid enough to chase him away if needed. She would do anything to protect Lance and this stubborn man was a real threat...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 25, 2012 6:59:12 GMT -5
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Lancelot could feel Michelle getting a bit protective, the way she held his hand, and the whole way her body language spoke, he could tell she wasn't very impressed to see him, well neither was he. His father pushed past him and fell down on the couch, Lancelot gave him the what the f* look and closed the door, he let Michelle's hand go and he then gestured with his hands to the bag, and gave his dad the no way in hell you're staying here look. Lancelot then spoke. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?? FATHER?! WHY DID YOU COME HERE? HOW DID YOU FIND ME? DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK." Lancelot crossed his arms making sure his father could see the indifference in his eyes.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 25, 2012 7:10:53 GMT -5
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Pierre sat there and gave smile that could make anybody feel intimidated, he isn't a lot taller than Lancelot, but he still looks down on him, when Lancelot asked him what he was doing here, how did he find him and what he wanted... Seeing his son is getting a bit angry he gave a smirk and stood up, stood infront of Lancelot and crossed his arms too. He looked down on him and said. "J'ai au moins saluer avant je viens de commencer à se mettre en colère, et votre choix de la jeune fille. Elle est trop facile pour le cœur à sang froid. Elle vais vous frapper et continuer avec sa vie, elle vient de toi." Pierre saw the anger burning in Lancelot's eyes as he made his hand into a fist, when suddenly Lancelot tried to hit him, when Pierre grabbed his hand that was inches from his face. "Don't... Ever... Try that again, you'll regret it." Pierre crushed Lancelot's hand, you could almost hear it crack.
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Post by Whisper on Oct 25, 2012 8:50:51 GMT -5
It was all too obvious that Lance wasn't enjoying this for one second. Michelle knew he was exceptionally angry, almost more than when Chris forced himself on her and Lance across him. Michelle looked over to Lance but his eyes were riveted on his father with a stern gaze and he let go of her hand. Michelle could feel the tension in the air. She knew this meeting wasn't going to turn out well and she wished he hadn't come. Lance then asked his father a few questions in a tone of voice she hadn't heard from his mouth before and crossed his arms in anger, indifference evident as he gazed at his father.
Michelle took a small step closer and Lancelot's father stood up, effectively making her freeze mid-stride, he crossed his arms across his chest as well and spoke in French. Michelle didn't know what he said but he could only guess what it was when Lancelot suddenly swung his fist at his father. Her hands flew to her mouth but Lancelot's father caught his hand before it could touch him and spoke in a strong foreboding voice, telling Lance to never do that again. Michelle found herself wishing she had a pan or some sort of pot. She swore she would hit the living daylights out of that man!
She took another step forward boldly and touched Lance's shoulder and then addressed his father,
"I think you should leave before I call security..."
There was a fierceness in her eyes and voice the likes of which she had never known before and the man before her would be wise to heed her words. She knew Lance wanted to hear what he had to say but the entire meeting had already gone in the wrong direction...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 25, 2012 9:23:50 GMT -5
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Lancelot stood there as his father said that Michelle is trash and she was just using him, he had enough and clenched his fist and swung it at him, caught by his father adn told to never do it again, his father was still holding his fist, almost crunching the bones in his hands and let it go. Lancelot let his hand fall to it's normal spot, not showing any signs of weakness. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and he wished he could reach up and hold it but he was frozen in place and his hand was sore. Michelle told his father to leave and he didn't want him to go, but he first had to calm down. So he looked away not at his father, hoping his father will see he felt the same.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Oct 25, 2012 9:31:11 GMT -5
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Pierre got satisfaction from seeing the the way Lancelot reacted, but when the girl told him he should leave. He felt torn and unhappy he didn't want it to have started this way, but he shall come back, they just don't know when. "Are you going to treat your own father like a dog and chase me away? You know your mother were seeing other men too, worse men than me... I gave her all of her heart's desires..."
[/b] He fell silent for a moment and grabbed his bag and his guitar case and said "Goodbye Lancelot, I wish I could fix things, I love you." Pierre wasn't one who got emotional but when it comes to family he can't deny it. A single tear fell from his eyes as he looked for the last time to Lancelot 
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