Levi:This RP takes place on Sunday 26th April 2015.
It was getting late and despite the passionate activity they’d engaged in which had taken them from the wall in the living room to Lorelai’s bed, Levi was wide-eyed and watching her lie beneath him. Propped up on the elbow, umber eyes watched gold curl around his fingertips. He did have a thing for long hair, it occurred to him, as he focused on the texture of silk winding around his rough hands. It made him wonder too, just who was ensnaring whom here.
Lorelai:
Lorelai gazed lovingly up Levi. A delicate hand reaching out to momentarily cup his cheek before her fingers danced lightly down his jawline. They had been both emotionally and physically distant from one another for a while now and so she had not been expecting this kind of attention from him. She longed for it. She longed for him. But Levi could be quite obstinate when he’d made up his mind on something and so they had entered into a sort of battle of wills. Luckily perhaps for them both, she had yet to give up on him and he was not yet through with her. Any tension she’d previously felt between them was gone and she could only hope that it would remain so.
“Can I get you anything?” she asked as she watched him playing with her hair.
Levi:
Levi shook his head, determined to focus on the gold mixing with the pastel cinnamon shade of his skin and the darker scars that were there. He hadn’t exactly been drunk when he’d come to her place, but he drank enough Scotch to dull his senses and the incessant thinking. He’d drank enough to still the questions and concerns in his mind that had held him back from doing the one thing he could only think of lately; embracing this woman. Having come here with exactly that intention, his senses sharpened once again and so began the thinking, the scolding, and the regret. There was still pleasure aching in his body and he didn’t like the gut-wrenching collision they made against all the negativity that had started to swell within him now he’d sobered up some. This was why his eyes tried to stay glued to her hair, to the simple action of feeling and not thinking.
Lorelai:
He seemed distracted and in some ways she didn’t mind. She was perfectly content where she was.
“You’re very handsome,” she told him as she let the fingertips of her outstretched hand now run over his shoulder and down his bicep.
Lorelai had never been drawn to anyone as masculine looking as Levi before. Sure. Both CC and Pru had masculine traits about them but their physiques were anything but. Even Lyle had been lacking a little in that area. He was all man but his muscle tone wasn’t anywhere near as defined as Levi’s was.
Her hand moved to the back of his neck and she pulled him down to her. At the same time she lifted her head from off the pillow so that she might kiss him once again. She felt as if she’d been starved of his attention for too long and a small part of her feared that he might withdraw from her again. Of course she never listened to such concerns. Not when it came to others. It was only her own negative traits that she believed in without question.
Levi:
Though Lorelai’s words were kind, Levi frowned at her. The suddenness surprised and confused him at first and then he was locked in that moment, right up until she pulled him into a kiss. Levi resisted a little, making the returning kiss lack in the passion and affection department. Still, he had at least kissed her back this time and continued to lean over her – nose to nose – when the kiss took a premature end. He watched her expressions, umber eyes a little dull, feeling like he needed to say something, but not finding the words. In the end, all he could come up with was a returning kind gesture. “You’re beautiful,” he said.
Lorelai:
The blonde sighed as he broke from the kiss. It was lacking the intensity of his previous kisses and the fear she had began to grow a little. His words did little to ease her concerns either and she soon shook her head.
“I am not beautiful but you are very kind to lie to me and tell me otherwise.”
Unlike most women Lorelai meant what she was saying. She wasn’t fishing for further compliments and she didn’t expect that he would argue with her. She was plain and Levi deserved better; something she knew with such certainty that it was as if the facts had been etched in stone for all to see.
Levi:
Levi’s frown returned and his eyes sparked with frustration. “Why do you say that?” he said. “Why do you always put yourself down like that?”
Lorelai:
She reaches out to stroke his frown lines, a look of amusement on her face.
“Because it’s the truth Levi. I have no delusions as to who I am or what my worth is.”
From her voice it was clear that she believed every word, but more than that, she accepted it. She had long ago made peace with who she was and had never been encouraged to think differently.
Levi:
Levi shook his head as her hand came up to stroke his forehead. He was already annoyed and he didn’t need her pestering him like that. “Who told you it was the truth?” he asked. Though, in the back of his mind he figured he already knew the answer and was just looking for confirmation.
Lorelai:
“No-one had to tell me Levi. It’s quite obvious. Please don’t be mad at me.”
It was her turn to frown.
“When everyone you love leaves you, there can be but one conclusion. Though I knew that even before that began to happen. I’ve never been of any worth to anyone. Though perhaps that’s untrue. My family love me. Lyle loved me. I was the one that left them. But they didn’t need me. No-one ever does.”
Levi:
Obviously he didn’t see that curve ball coming. Levi sat up, watching her with that stubborn frown again. Lorelai was stubborn and clung to her misery and he didn’t know how to fix that exactly. Since he was already stewing in a small pool of rage, it was perfectly easy to run with that emotion and confront her. “I didn’t realise you could see the future too,” he grumbled, not realising how hypocritical he sounded.
Lorelai:
“When I was sorcerer I could. Though I never had much control over it. I lost that ability when I… when I died and became… this.”
Lorelai rolled over so that Levi didn’t have to look at her, as obviously he was disappointed in her and she couldn’t give him any other answers but the ones she’d given him. It was only a matter of time until he worked out that she wasn’t worth his time and left her too. Not that he would even agree to being with her. So in that perhaps he was a step ahead of those she dated in the past as if he refused to be in a relationship with her, then he couldn’t really leave her. At least not in that way.
Levi:
As Lorelai rolled away, Levi’s rage crested then swept away from him like a passing wave. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily, reaching over to touch her shoulder. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. Since he really hated to say that word, he kept his mouth shut for a while and waited to see how she’d respond, if at all.
Lorelai:
Lorelai turned to face him when he apologised and moved so that she lay her head in his lap.
“I’m the one that should apologise Levi. I didn’t mean to upset you. Please forgive me.”
Lorelai was laying on one shoulder and so one hand was more or less trapped beneath her. The other arm however was free to wind its way around him, so that she could lightly stroke his back with her fingertips.
Levi:
Levi resumed stroking her golden curls when she came to rest her head on his lap. He had no idea why she was apologising and figured she probably didn’t know either, that it was likely just a habit for her. Lorelai had always been self-deprecating and living in the past with her misery, but Levi hoped she might get over it on her own. She blamed herself for things that were completely out of her control, took the whole world on her shoulders and was blaming herself too when she was struggling to bear the weight. Levi didn’t know if there was anything he could do to lift her burden, or even if she would let him. Some people just liked to sit in their misery.
“Do you really think I’d lie to you about how beautiful you are?” he asked after a while, focusing on the gold of her hair
Lorelai:
“You weren’t lying?”
Lorelai turned her head so that she could look up at him. It never occurred to her that Levi meant what he said. How could it? She didn’t believe she was anything special. She was happy being plain, ordinary Lorelai. She was forgettable and in some ways it was that fact that made it okay to leave her family behind. They wouldn’t forget she existed of course, but they would or rather had come to forget that she was a necessary cog in the machine.
Levi:
Smiling at last, the Italian drew his affectionate touch across her forehead like he was petting a cat. “Why would I lie?” he said, his voice so slow it sounded like he was purring. “I tell you nearly every day you’re beautiful.”
Lorelai:
“That’s just how you say hello. I’m sure you say that to every woman.”
What she was saying may have sounded insulting but once more the negativity of her remark was aimed at herself. She was unable to believe that he meant it, as she didn’t see a pretty or beautiful woman when she looked in the mirror. Before her turning that was. Now she saw nothing, which in some ways was fitting as this was what she believed she was.
A soft blush rose in her cheeks as she realised that Levi really might have meant it. If not when he said it in greeting, then when he’d said it just now.
“I like that you think me beautiful. I want to be attractive to you.”
Levi:
Levi let her first comment go even if he did want to jump down her neck about how he’d never say that to just anyone. Granted, he did include Prudence in his pleasant greetings from time-to-time but that was because he was trying to be nice and convinced himself that it was effective. Besides, he rather doubted Prudence knew what the **** he was saying because if she had, she probably would have questioned it by now or punched him in the face. Thus, it was easy just to let it go.
“I’m far too shallow to put up with you if you weren’t,” he said with a smirk. He wasn’t joking.
Lorelai:
She lightly shook her head and sat up so that she could look him in the eyes.
“Oh no. I don’t believe you to be shallow. You are too thoughtful for that.”
Lorelai climbed onto his lap and wrapped her legs and arms around him before hugging him tightly.
“We so rarely go out Levi that I cannot believe that you are with me, purely for the way I look. Not that you are with me. Well you are. You are here. Physically. I just mean… please don’t leave.”
Lorelai still believed he’d pushed her away because she’d said she loved him and so by saying what she’d said, she feared that she might once more upset him by implying that they were in a relationship when he was adamant that they were not.
Levi:
He had a feeling she wouldn’t believe him when he admitted he was shallow, so he plainly shrugged his shoulders at her. When she decided to straddle him, locking him beneath her legs, her wrapped his arms around her, his fingers lacing together at her backside, palms facing inward. As Lorelai continued to talk at him, Levi steadily started to frown again. He felt like she was starting to pick at him and he didn’t take it well. He wanted to grumble at her again, but her sudden, desperate plea just made him sigh and avert his gaze. “I’m not going anywhere,” he murmured.
Lorelai:
“Are you only not leaving because I’m sitting you?” she asked, pulling back to look at him, her eyes filled with concern. “Do I need to move?”
She wriggled on his lap but she didn’t really move much at all. She didn’t want to let him go and so her cheek was once more against his as she hugged him to her.
“I don’t want to move. I want you here.” She pressed her lips to his cheek. “I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.”
Levi:
Levi let his head fall, feeling the friction of their flesh glide against one another as his lips come to rest on her shoulder. He kisses her gently, breathing long and slow and heavy. He didn’t have any words for her though.
Lorelai:
She didn’t mind the silence. He neither confirmed or denied his intention to leave, at least not vocally. The fact that he now kissed her shoulder however told her that he was willing to stay for now and that was the only real commitment she ever got from Levi. She could rely on him to visit every day. Several times a day even. But he generally came and went on his own schedule, something she understood and accepted as he was a very busy man. She felt lucky that he carved out any time for her at all and luckier still when he’d come and see her when she needed him; which she sometimes did, even if it was mainly because she was upset because Pru had not visited in a couple of days.
“What were you like as a boy Levi?” she asked out of nowhere.
He didn’t seem to like to talk about himself at times but she was curious. She could picture him as an obstinate child, full of curiosity and frustration because he didn’t already know all there was to understand of the world around him.
Levi:
The question came out of the blue and his breath stilled across her skin as he thought over a response. It wasn’t that he was busy searching for a lie, just that he didn’t know how best to sum up his childhood when in reality, he hadn’t changed much. He just learned more, perhaps became more cynical and smarter about his choices, but deep down inside he was still seeking out the same things. Levi nuzzled against the crook of her shoulder, still buying time to come up with some magic explanation, but all he kept coming back to were the same few words, so he voiced them unashamedly. A part of him knew that she wouldn’t believe him anyway, so there was no point in trying to put a better spin on things. “Not much different to how I am now,” he breathed, his low voice rumbling across her skin. “Just stupid and naïve and ballsy.”
Lorelai:
She enjoyed his attention and was completely unaware of the fact that he was stalling for time. But he was right. She wouldn’t believe him. At least not about part of it.
“I can imagine you much as you are now. Only as a child. Though stupid and naïve are two words that I would never use to describe you Levi.”
She withdrew her arms from about, her delicate hands coming to rest on each of his cheeks before she kissed him ever so tenderly.
“You are very intelligent and responsible. You take very good care of me. You almost always take away my hunger so that I don’t have to try and drink blood packs. You have no idea how much that means to me.”
Levi:
Umber eyes rolled in his skull at the word ‘almost’, like she’d just delivered him a slap to the face and he was expected to take it. He couldn’t hide his reaction from her though, not while she was staring right at him. Levi took hold of her hands and slid them down his face, down into the shallow space between them. “Glad I help,” he said rather indifferently.
Lorelai:
“Oh Levi. What did I say?”
Her eyes stared into his, a soft sadness hidden within.
“I never mean to upset you and yet I always seem to say things that do.”
She thought over what she’d said. She’d caught the eye rolling and was only now realising at what point in the conversation it occurred.
“You can’t always be there for me Levi. You’re a very busy man. I know that. I accept that. I appreciate everything you do for me.”
She leans in attempts to kiss his lips.
Levi:
Since he didn’t have much to say that wouldn’t make things worse, he hummed and nodded. Lorelai leant in to kiss him once again and he kissed her back – fleetingly. He would have liked to change the subject, but unfortunately, he had nothing to say.
Lorelai:
She set her forehead against his, trying to maintain the intimacy between them. She gently squeezed his hands and sighed ever so softly.
“Levi… if you had a child. A boy. What would you name him?”
Lorelai it would seem was full of questions. She wanted to know what he was like as a child and now she wanted to know what he’d name his son. While it might have seemed odd to most people, Levi included, Lorelai had her reasons. She wanted a child. A son to replace the one she’d lost and she could feel that the time would soon be right to accomplish this goal. She’d been planned out many ways to get a child but this latest idea seemed the best she’d had yet and she was only days off putting it into action; not that anyone she loved knew this.
Levi:
The characteristic frown of his made its grand appearance; a look between serious consideration, confusion and frustration. Levi watched the blue of Lorelai’s eyes, hoping to find the motives behind her questions tonight. She was clearly clinging to the child issue, to the love issue, to him not leaving her. It made it sound like she was trying to create a family with him. If it wasn’t bad enough that Lorelai barely knew anything about him before she’d threw the L word at him, now she wanted kids? And of course, with her being the traditional type, that probably meant marriage too. ****. Lorelai was crazy. Levi sighed heavily. “Why are you asking all these questions?” he asked her cautiously.
Lorelai:
“You said I didn’t know you. I want to know more about you. My sons name was Leo. Not that he ever heard me say it.”
She was all too quickly fighting to hold back tears and so rather uncharacteristically withdrew from him. Lorelai moved form off his lap, climbing out of the bed and ever began to set about the task of dressing in a fresh set of underwear; something she could sleep and wake in the next day without embarrassment.
