just can't resist you , malo

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 800px; background-image: url(http://i45.tinypic.com/eitnb.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] i feel so untouched `tagged malo b. / lam! `649 words `OUTFIT `yey malissa The heat around here in August wasn’t too bad, but Lissa had to give props to the men and women walking around the giant park in those giant costumes, dancing and waving for the children and all other park visitors like herself. School hadn’t started yet, so it seemed people were getting the last of their fun out with the break they had left and crowding themselves at the theme part. It was one of the reasons she was here too. She wanted to be a part of the hustle and bustle before work sucked the life out of her again. Thankfully, Malo wasn’t busy this weekend because she wouldn’t have wanted to come to Universal Studios without him. Then again, it was hard for Lissa to be away from him at all, so she never wanted to be anywhere without him. As cheerful and friendly a gal she was, her mood was just off without this man. It wasn’t healthy, but she didn’t care. Besides, she wasn’t the only one who had changed during the coarse of the relationship. They both knew Malo went through plenty of drastic changes as well. She would’ve wanted him to be himself any day, but it was nice that he put a hold on his alcohol intake and eased up on the crazy parties just because they weren’t his girlfriend’s scene. Lissa didn’t know how to thank him for it. Well, actually she did. It was one form of gratitude he wasn’t allowing and the one thing she actually wanted as well. It made her wonder if he agreed to go out just because they were in a public place. If that were the case, her boyfriend was pretty sneaky because she didn’t pick up on it until later. After taking pictures with Shrek, Donkey and Princess Fiona, Lissa headed towards the line for the big rollercoaster hand-in-hand. One hour and a half beyond this point said the sign as soon as they got in the line. This girl was bouncing off every corner, high off caffeine so one hour was nothing. They had a lot of catching up to do anyway, so the next thirty minutes were smoothly passed by her chattering on and on about work and making him tell her about his work as they finished up their snacks and drinks while they continued to move ahead. There was still another hour left in the line, but honestly, it would be worth it even though it was a bit of a pain waiting for so long. For a short moment of silence following her chat about her new friend Hayden who was nice enough to help her landing a job in LA, Lissa watched the group of guys who were almost just as pumped for the ride as Lissa was and then she turned to look behind him where an older couple stood, holding hands and occasionally kissing. Lissa turned back to Malo and smirked, resting her hands on the railing on either side of him. ”He’s not saying no to her” She whispered jokingly, obviously referring to the fact that Malo usually averted her attention when she demanded physical contact in public. She usually hated it and made her less of it happened as possible, but this was one of the things that were changing about her. She didn’t care where she was, she wanted to show off how close she was to her boyfriend. What she failed to realize is that he was right when he distracted her the way he did because if he allowed public display of affection, she would find herself demanding a lot more when they are alone together and apparently they weren’t ready for anything else just yet. At least they weren’t according to Malo. If you asked Lissa, her hormones kicking in more than usual would just admit she wanted in this man’s pants. mikey is a lady killer?! of caution 2.0

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Being in public was Malo's best idea. With their fragile relationship at the moment, Malo wanted all things to be well between him and his favorite girl on the planet. As young as they were, the two definitely had some maturing to do when it came down to their relationship. Malo wanted to learn self-control. On some nights, he began to wonder if it was right to tell Lissa that he was choosing to be abstinent. He didn't exactly give her a choice in the matter, but being the forgiving and God-fearing girl she was, she had agreed wholeheartedly. A part of him wondered if Lissa really was the girl who had been dying to have sex with him on that fateful night. He also wondered if he still felt that way, if all of this was going to work out or if she was going to find someone else to please her in bed. These were paranoid thoughts, though, and Malo knew that it was less than healthy to think of Lissa as anyone less than a respectable Christian girl.

The scorching-hot sun beat down on the couple as they walked together in Universal Studios. Around them was the bustle of families trying to milk the rest of the summer before school began. Some college students lingered in couples, trios, and small groups. Malo and Lissa still looked like they were college-aged, but both of them felt thankful that they were no longer in school. They were enjoying a legitimately stress-free day; Malo wasn't worrying himself with his work for the day. Lissa didn't have anything to do in particular either, so they seemed to have the whole day open to do as they pleased. The scenery around them reminded Malo why he used to love amusement parks as a kid. He remembered being the daredevil who was always hopping onto the next rollercoaster. He missed those times and wanted to get to every ride in Universal Studios. It wasn't Six Flags, so he wasn't seeing anything really over-the-top, but the rides were definitely entertaining. Besides, he was spending the day with someone who made him undeniably ecstatic about being alive.

Shockingly, the work talk that did come up was full of joy. Malo was a bit anxious about his recent work and didn't exactly want to bring up how nervous he was about the next few auditions he had to go for. "That's wonderful, love," he told her, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. It was hard to resist smothering her, even if they were in public; being with Lissa made him feel obligated to physically thank her for committing to him and for being such a great girlfriend. Most couples had stepping stones to get to how Malo felt about Lissa, but he had known from the start that she was someone who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. It was naive and silly to his friends, but Malo was happy with Lissa. He didn't want anyone else on the planet. He had sported a crush on Tabitha Morning for a few years. If Lissa could make those feelings fade away almost completely, she must have something that Malo couldn't find anywhere else.

Malo was looking at the group of college kids who were pointing at a phone that was lying in the grass under the large rollercoaster when Lissa brought a new topic into the conversation. He averted his attention for a moment. ”He’s not saying no to her,” the girl whispered to him. He turned to where she was looking. "Oh," he said, sounding nonchalant. He turned back at her, narrowing his eyes. "I don't say no to you... Not really." He leaned in and kissed her, running a hand along one of the parallel arms that were held on either side of him. Just that position made Lissa the person who was in control of the situation. Malo had been noticing lately that shy Lissa was turning into aggressive, sexually charged Lissa, but they weren't going past making out. She seemed to understand her boundaries. Malo looked into her eyes as he pulled away from the kiss. "It sure is hot today," he said, making small talk. He didn't want to have more sex talk, at least not here. The line shifted.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 800px; background-image: url(http://i45.tinypic.com/eitnb.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] i feel so untouched `tagged malo b. / lam! `529 words `OUTFIT `HAI ME TOO Lissa considered herself as the luckiest girl to have a boyfriend who was so engaged in making a relationship work. What guy did that? And wasn’t it usually the girl who tried to make everything perfect? Or was she mistaken? What was great about it all was the fact that he had this quality even before they officially became an item. Their reservations at the Italian restaurant had issues and he was so freaked about that. She still remembered that as a wonderful night because it was the first time any man attempted to make things so perfect for her. And they still did turn out perfect. That night reminded her that they were going to be okay. Better than okay. It sometimes made her wonder why she was trying to be so insisting about the sex when he clearly explained they weren’t ready. And it wasn’t that she was an aggressive, sex-craved girlfriend, she just wished she could have what every other girl her age had with her boyfriend: a stable sex life. And heck no, she wasn’t going to go find someone else who would do that for her. She’d probably kill herself before she’d think to even let another man touch her like Malo does, let alone kiss her. No, she wouldn’t do that to Malo. If anything, she would eventually shut up about the sex because even right now, that’s not what their relationship revolved around. It revolved around everything these two had in common, their interests, their hobbies, and their careers...not the things that made them different—namely their view on sex. ”That’s wonderful, love.” Lissa looked down at her feet with a shy smile when he kissed her. She loved talking about work and she was glad she never bored him—she surprisingly had him even happier for her—because both of them had interesting jobs to talk about when they were with each other. But do note, they talked about a lot of other things as well, not to mention did everything together too and that included going to movie premieres, sports events, playing video games and the list honestly goes on. When he leaned in to kiss her, Lissa closed her eyes and kissed back, chills running down her body when she felt his hand on her arm as she once again failed to remember they were in public…very public. Her lips followed a little when he pulled away but she eventually opened his eyes, unfortunately remembering where they were. People in the line moved along and Lissa pulled away completely before stepping forward, ”It sure is hot today,” If this was his way of averting her attention, it just got worse because now she was looking at Malo like he was a piece of meat. It was hot. ”Yep.” She muttered with a nervous smile. He wanted her to cut it out, so she didn’t say anything more. Lissa pursed her lips, looking away from her boyfriend and looked up as the screaming roller coaster zoomed passed them. ”I haven’t been here since junior year….in high school.” She thought out loud, suddenly trying to remember how scary it was to be on the rollercoaster instead of remembering how exciting it was. mikey is a lady killer?! of caution 2.0

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Malo and Lissa had become inseparable over their months of dating. Keani and Jennifer were always very supportive, even when issues sprouted forth. The truth was that Malo and Lissa actually had a myriad of differences that looked startling from afar. When approached, they weren't so difficult to sort out, but the beginning of their relationship was anything but breezy. Malo could still feel the sting of Lissa's five fingers slapping his face. The whole night had been wonderful up until that point. He never understood Lissa and would likely never understand her in full, but he respected her quirks and even loved each one in their own way. They were a part of her, meaning he had to find something beautiful in it. It was either seeing the good in her or not being with her at all. He knew what she deserved, and it was more than what he could give her. Why she stuck around sometimes came as a mystery to him, especially when they bickered.

Hot weather actually got a rise out of Malo as it did most human beings. The pheromones were hard to ignore in this weather. Malo was, of course, oblivious to the way Lissa was looking at him. He was used to the innocent version of her, the one who didn't have a trace of sinful want inside of her. He wanted to be the guy who held her hand through that. Malo truly cared for Lissa, even past the issues that she was having. He wasn't the only one who had noticed Lissa's recent distance from her usual religious habits. Malo remembered meeting an unfathomably faithful young woman with conservative style. Now that Lissa was different, Malo was beginning to wonder if it was the right path to take. Lissa had shown Malo a different side of religion, one that he had never dedicated himself to. While Keani was spiritual and open to God or gods, Malo chose not to think of life after death.

Knowing Lissa had changed Malo more than she could understand, really. She thought he was the one doing her some favor, but he was better for being with her. The drinking wasn't as prominent in his life by any means, he was more dedicated to his job, and he didn't feel as lazy about all things in his life. He helped clean up around the apartment for Keani. He was a new and improved version of the man he was when she had met him. Now that he was looking at it, he had been far from manhood at that point. Hoe he had gotten a girl like her to stick around was a mystery to him. "I can't imagine high school Lissa," he smiled at her. The line slowed again, but they were close to the front, so it would only take one more push for them to get onto the rollercoaster. "Did you throw up back then?" he asked, poking her stomach playfully. The older couple in front of them shot them a dirty look. When they turned around, Malo stuck out his tongue carelessly.

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When the couple finally turned back around, Malo pulled his tongue back in, widening his eyes at Lissa for dramatic effect. His immature sense of humor had a nice way of making Lissa laugh. The nicest part of dating Lissa was the fact that he didn't worry about her judging him. He never wanted her to feel obligated to change for him, so he expected the same attitude from her. What they shared was inexplicably deep and would only continue to grow as they persevered in their relationship. He reached for her hand, leaning in to her again. "I doubt high school Lissa was as fun as current Lissa," he said, sticking out his tongue in her direction. Sweat glistened on her smiling face, making Malo wonder how someone could be so naturally beautiful. In some ways, Malo was a real lap dog, but he really just enjoyed being around his girlfriend. He missed hanging out with other girls sometimes, a fact that he had to admit to himself, but he was content with his relationship.

Maybe Malo wasn't responsible for her religious ascent, but he felt like, as a source of temptation, he had the option to push her toward God or pull her away. Personally, he preferred to keep Lissa in a place where she could be her own person. He didn't want her to be Malo's Lissa. He wanted to have a girlfriend who knew what she wanted in life. It was hard to do so at their age, especially since Malo felt younger than he really was, but he was truly attempting to keep their bond as mature as possible. With their young and vulnerable hearts, it was too easy to slip into a state of unhealthy bickering or overplanning. Something about keeping it simple attracted Malo. Most of the time, Malo didn't want to think too hard about things. Often unintelligent, Malo was better off going with the flow and trying to avoid conflict. It had gotten him through twenty-three years of his life, so why stop now?

The line shifted again, and Malo found himself at the front of the line. "Here we go," he almost giggled as he skipped his girlfriend over to a seat. He nearly leaped in before securing the seat belts. "I'm so excited!" he squealed like a child as the attendant checked their seats. When the vehicle lurched forward, he found comfort in holding his girlfriend's hand yet again. It felt so normal to be doing what teenagers did for fun, and it hit Malo as the ride began to move. "I'M REALLY GLAD WE CAME HERE TODAY!" he cried as they accelerated.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 800px; background-image: url(http://i45.tinypic.com/eitnb.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] i feel so untouched `tagged malo b. / lam! `580 words `OUTFIT `aren't they!? Lissa watched her boyfriend’s face when he saw the couple turn back around together and pursed her lips before laughing at the look on his face, turning in the complete opposite direction to give no idea to the couple that they were who she was laughing at. Technically, it was Malo she laughing at and the dramatic look on his face that was clearly meant to be funny. He really did have a way of making her laugh…no matter what mood she happened to be in. ”I doubt any version of Lissa was as fun as this Lissa! And I have you to thank for that.” In so many ways, she was an exciting, better version of herself ever since she started dating Malo, it was pretty obvious to anyone…especially the people she was really close to. She’d always been so damn boring before she met him. Nothing as exciting as him ever came along. But as exciting as it was, it was still all kept so simple as if he was careful not to mess them up again and she appreciated that because it told her he was trying. He respected her and she respected him for it. But in a way, she felt like they weren’t getting anywhere because of his carefulness and the “keeping it simple” deal. And no, it wasn’t about the sex, it was just in general. They were in the same stable place they were since their last big fight. It was really nice. She officially felt like a grown-up, having something so…mature, but how long would they keep that up? Ahah, well, it wasn’t so mature right now when they were about to get on a rollercoaster just for the rush of speeding through the wind and the ability to scream at the top of their lungs because they obviously don’t get to do that at work. She giggled just as he heard the excitement in his voice, taking a seat right next to Malo. ”Me too!” She squealed herself, bouncing in her seat even after she was buckled up and she let her boyfriend take her hand. She let go of his hand after the ride sped up and turned around and she held on for life as the rollercoaster flipped them over completely upside down, ”AHH! Malo!” She stared at the ground below her before screaming out of joy as long as she could along with the near twenty people behind her before they were all flipped back again, still turning, twirling, and twisting the rest of the ride, full of “Ahh!”s and “Woo!”s and whatnot. It all ended far too soon and she sighed in relief when the buckles of the belts were released. Taking his hand, she stepped out of the rollercoaster and bounced, ”That was so much fun, let’s do that again!” She said, hoping he knew she wasn’t serious because that line was too damn long for her to want to go through it again, even though she would absolutely love another ride. ”How’s my hair?” She asked, but then spoke up again before he could answer, ”Wait! Who cares!?” She laughed, keeping her hold on his hand before she walked with him away from the ride. ”Where to now?” Lissa asked, adjusting the stab on her little bag that was big enough for her to hang around her shoulder and let it fall to her waist so that she wouldn’t have to worry about carrying it. mikey is a lady killer?! of caution 2.0

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Malo, in his heart, was clinging to his childhood. As much as he adored his relationship with Lissa, he was playing it safe, and it was only a matter of time before she noticed and brought it up to him. What he would say to her when she did, he couldn’t anticipate. Malo was procrastinating that, though, as he was all other things in their relationship: progression, the question of the future, and, of course, the physical aspect of it all. Now that they were in this place, he felt comfortable. Maybe it was dull or boring, but he wanted nothing more than this for now. It felt like all else was too much too handle. He and Lissa were meant to be, which was a certainty. What else could he do?

Malo had to admit that he was a bit surprised that his girlfriend was acting as a child with him at the amusement park. He had chosen a public place so he could avoid a serious discussion about the recent shift in the tide for them. Once again, it was Malo’s way of coping with change. Malo bravely kept his eyes wide open as the seconds flew by. When Lissa called out his name, two Hispanic men turned around momentarily. Malo couldn’t help but chuckle at their reaction; they didn’t know why Lissa was crying out “bad” in Spanish on a rollercoaster. When it was over, he let out a yelp, pumped with adrenaline. “Encore! Encore!” he cried, unconcerned with the couple that was, once again, glaring at him from seats they had selected behind Malo and Lissa.

Malo nearly stumbled out of the ride before Lissa grabbed his hand. He steadied himself and walked with her as they made their way out. “No way! We need to hit up the Goliath!” he almost cheered. Malo had an endless amount of energy to give to others. He just couldn’t direct that energy to the place where Lissa wanted him to. “Your hair looks fabulous,” he added with a flamboyant tone. He whipped his hand out in front of him as a signature gesture. “But really, it’s fine.” He ruffled her hair playfully. There were only two ways to label Lissa’s hair: bedhead and sex hair. Instead of saying this out loud, he swung her hand in his and nearly skipped down the sidewalk.

“Let’s…” He looked around for something else to do. He spotted a photobooth on their left. “Let’s take pictures!” he exclaimed, taking her by the hand and jogging toward it. “I haven’t used one of these since Hawaii,” he said with a sad tone in his voice. He took out adequate change in his pocket to put into the machine. Before they were prepared, the machine took a shot of them. Malo chuckled. “Say, ‘cheese!’” he suggested.

WORDS: 472 : SID AS LISSA DE SILVERS NOTES: I'm so boring. Why can't I do good couple posts? -_-

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If Lissa thought she had the worst of it when it came down to self-control, she was wrong by a longshot. Malo and Lissa were tied in the department of impulse; the two acted on emotions instead of assessing the situation at hand. They were accustomed to going with the flow instead of using reason to make decisions. As much as Malo and Lissa needed their new adjustment, Malo was constantly reconsidering, especially when Lissa seemed frustrated or like she was testing him. Maybe, he thought, he had brought her the news in the worst way possible: in the middle of her attempt at seduction. It was the most difficult thing to turn his girlfriend down, but that image of the old Lissa flashed in his mind when he thought of that night, and he seemed certain that their patience would be worth it if Lissa could find herself again.

Malo was no moral compass himself, but he could see that Lissa was losing sight of what she once saw as important. Nothing was higher of a priority than her well-being, and he knew that she was deeply planted in religious roots. Malo was used to spirituality and had no issue with it. Now that he knew how fragile Lissa’s faith was in this transitional period of her life, he felt responsible of making sure that she didn’t make any irrational decisions. The two were young and in love, which meant they were in the most dangerous stage of their lives. Anything could happen. On top of religion, Malo didn’t want any accidents occurring and impregnating his girlfriend. It was a paranoid thought, yes, but while he was being cautious, he might as well be a little bit ridiculous.

With all of the “fun” that they were having with karaoke nights, Mario Kart, amusement parks, and movies, the dialogue between Malo and his girlfriend had thinned to simple words. They didn’t have as many serious talks, mostly because they were so distracted with other activities that it seemed unnecessary to bring up serious matters. At times they discussed work and new friends, but mostly, they spent their days on activities that didn’t allow them times to talk too much. Malo felt like he should talk to Lissa when he was upset, but he rarely felt inclined to pick up the phone and call her on a bad day. That was where the issues came up.

After the second click of the camera, Malo felt his girlfriend’s hand on his upper thigh. He turned to face her to say something and caught her eye. He looked at her lips and leaned in for a kiss that was meant to be quick, but the summer heat and her messy hair made him deepen it, forgetting about the next click of the camera.

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IF EYES COULD SPEAK

Malo couldn't see it, but Lissa was a pushover. He had glimpsed that side of her a good few times, and he knew that she was the kind of person who would like it if he defended her. Unlike the feminist majority, she wasn't opposed to a man taking a stand against whatever was out there to hurt her. He liked to protect her, and there were times when he knew that she needed someone to stand by her; she couldn't be cruel to anyone who chose to spite her. With Malo, though, he was aware that her forgiveness for his own actions was far too lenient. After kissing her best friend, Malo had been forgiven without a long-lasting punishment, a silent treatment, or even a slap on the wrist. It was foreign to him to do something so outlandish and to avoid scolding for it. Lissa was always feeling like the criminal, but it wasn't like Malo was innocent. He had his own temptations in his heart. He still flirted with other girls, had a few drinks too many with the guys, and kept some family matters from Lissa. They weren't a perfect couple.

Lissa's sudden excitement was obvious as she deepened the kiss. Malo wasn't stupid, though, and was not even remotely oblivious to the hand that was snaking up to his groin. He didn't reject it, instead thinking it would be nice to just let her make her own decisions. It couldn't hurt to just let loose a little, would it? His lapse in judgment was corrected, however, when his typically impulsive girlfriend thought better of it and moved the hand to join her other one, pulling him into an embrace. His hands were glued to her hips, refraining from making a fast move. Another click sounded, and the machine finally finished its cycle. The machine seemed to wheeze in defeat as the strip of photos were spat from the booth. Malo eyed it for a moment before averting his attentions back to his girlfriend. "Babe," he tried to mumble between kisses. This was getting to be far too much for him. If he could just get a word in --

The curtain was thrown open by a child. Malo nearly jumped out of his pants. Luckily, he landed on his feet, fully clothed, and grabbed Lissa's hand to pull her to a standing position. He grabbed the photos with his other hand and slipped out of the other side of the booth with his girlfriend. He was still out of breath from making out with Lissa, so he stopped for a moment on the side of the booth where a few bushes had been planted. "Never. Again," he breathed. Then, he took her hand and continued down the path as if nothing had happen. An actor's instinct.

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