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Character Portrait: Violet Emory Nevarez

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#2015-08-10 06:39:36, as written by Diane_Young

The sudden feeling of his hands on her wrists and him pushing her against the counter left her in a state of surprise. Violet should have been angry, should have felt as though she should yell at him for touching her in such a manner. Or for even getting close to her. However, something else washed over her and caused her response to be a bit different than she had imagined. Her body was frozen in place from shock, but her mind was traveling to the feeling of his hands on her wrists. The sensation of his closeness, the way his face came in such close proximity to hers.

Slowly, her head lolled back enough to bare her neck from her hair. Unconsciously, she sucked in her lower lip and bit down on it. Although the sound of his voice was a mixture of hurt emotions, Violet found herself soaking in the care to his words. "Vi! What the fuck are you doing? Did you honestly think that I wouldn't notice? I try to be honest with you and what do you do? Try taking your fucking pills? Just..stop. I can't stand seeing you like this. And it's all my fault..."

His face moved closer, and Violet's head fell forward a bit to meet his gaze. There was a long pause between his words and hers. A small whisper left her lips as her stare softened. "I'm sorry," Violet started, licking her lips as her eyes wandered to his mouth. "Did you honestly think that I wouldn't notice?" She echoed his words, however turned them around to ask him if he thought she wouldn't notice him cheating. It was a low blow, and definitely a response from the side of her that was used to remarks of the sort. However, her body and her expression were on a whole different level of interest.

She moved her hands enough to test his grip on her wrists as her face moved a bit closer to his. Tilting her jaw up as she pulled her body closer to his, her mind focused on his hands holding her against the counter. She couldn't remember the last time they were rough with each other, but she was more than thrilled that it was happening again. A feeling she made sure not to show. Moving her hips forward to meet his, Violet attempted to free her wrists to no avail, however she wasn't going to admit she enjoyed the lack of freedom for once.

Finally breaking their stare, her forehead lowered to rest against his chin as she attempted to control herself. Even his smell was more intoxicating than the alcohol that swirled around in her blood stream. Moving her head just a bit more so that her temple rested against his cheek, the feeling of his breath on her ear had her shivering in response to the mixtures of warm and cool air.

Unable to tolerate the feeling of his presence so close to her, Violet moved her head forward just enough to bite onto the lobe of his ear and tug hard enough to pull him closer with her mouth. Once she was satisfied with his closeness, Violet let go. It was then that she used as much force as she had, along with leverage from the counter, to shove him backwards against the refrigerator. Pinning him there with just the usage of her body weight, she moved up onto the tips of her toes to move her face closer to his. Her hands found their way to his shoulders, fingernails digging into the skin as she stared at him.

Snippet #2627635

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