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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 15:35:25 GMT -5
*Some several days after they'd last parted, Valerie found herself at the door to Valmont's hotel suite, fully prepared to consummate their one-time affair.*
Or so he thinks...
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 15:37:02 GMT -5
*Valmont opened the door, immaculately dressed as always.*
"Mademoiselle Lambert," *he said.* "What a surprise."
*Though his face did not betray any.*
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 15:40:20 GMT -5
"Monsieur." *she said shortly by way of greeting him, brushing past him where he stood and entering the suite.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 16:02:50 GMT -5
*Valmont raised an eyebrow but merely closed the door behind her and turned to face her.*
"What can I do for you today?"
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 16:11:26 GMT -5
"You can get out of those froufrou clothes of yours, for one thing."
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 16:16:44 GMT -5
"There's nothing wrong with my clothes," *Valmont said with asperity,* "aside from them being on, of course."
*Obligingly, he pulled at his cravat and started peeling back layers of silk and lace. He hurried but in a manner that looked casual. Whatever she had in mind, he was done playing. Done waiting. As, clearly, was she. But if she thought this was going to be a quick fix, she would find herself mistaken very soon.*
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 16:28:53 GMT -5
*Not waiting for him to assist her, she made short work of her own clothes, though in no hurry as before. In fact, she just might have taken a moment longer than was needed to remove certain articles of clothing from her person, may have angled her body in a way that was a breath closer to being seductive rather than natural. Not that it was strictly necessary that she seduce him--that wasn't her intent at all. That battle she considered won.*
But I'll be damned if I'll be forgettable.
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 16:54:14 GMT -5
*Valmont hid his smile. She was a natural, but he could tell she hadn't done this often. Undressed for others, that is. Still, her slightly awkward presentation did not detract from her charm.
He wondered, in point of fact, if anything could at this point. And if she was trying, well, knowing that was the most seductive of all.
For his part, Valmont knew he was not the most muscular of men. But he moved well and had long ago learned that conventional attractiveness meant little in sexual congress. Besides, he had other attributes.
His eyes drank her in as he approached, nudity seeming almost natural when he wore it. He ran a finger down the side of her neck to the soft skin where it joined her shoulder. His lips followed, planting a featherlight kiss there.*
"Magnificent, my dear," *he murmured.*
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 17:05:03 GMT -5
"You have no idea," *she replied, her fingers skimming against his bare skin as she laid her hands against his waist for a moment before they slid to his hips, her nails lightly pricking his flesh.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 17:11:53 GMT -5
*Valmont's skin twitched against her hands and he inhaled sharply. Had he ever, truly, wanted anyone this much? Not that he'd tell her that. God only knew what sort of power she might take it into her head to wield over him one day. She was, after all, a pauper. It wasn't altogether unheard of for pretty young things to attach themselves to rich men.
Not that he was thinking about any of that.
His hands mirrored hers, but up rather than down, gently shaping themselves to her contours and not disappointed in the least.*
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 17:16:51 GMT -5
*She shut her eyes at his touch. She was going to enjoy this, she knew--she merely had to keep her wits about her enough to make certain he did, too; and more than he wanted to. One hand rose to the back of his neck as she pulled him nearer and kissed him without a trace of guile, nor innocence.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 17:26:43 GMT -5
*He was slightly surprised, he had to admit, by her assuredness. This was not the timid thing trembling at his touch, just inches from giving in. No, he realized, this was Valerie, in all her glory, going about what she wanted the way she did everything else.
Valmont relished it.
But he had to be certain not to get lost in her--not to the extent that he forget her. No matter what happened, all was lost if he didn't make this her night to remember as well as his. She'd gone part of the way for him, by her current eagerness without hurry.
He kissed her back, his tongue teasing hers as his hands explored gently. Their bodies fit together in lean contours, skin on skin, and he traced her sides with just his fingertips.*
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 17:37:04 GMT -5
*Valerie bit his lower lip lightly, gathering all her nerve for a moment, her fingers trailing along his spine until she reached his buttocks. Recalling what she'd read about the prostate, she had to bite back a grin as one hand slipped lower to investigate.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 23, 2008 17:50:07 GMT -5
((I don't know who you'll kill first, me or him.))
*Now that was unexpected. Which was not to say unwelcome. In fact, it rather vindicated his conviction that she was not the country prude she wished him to take her for. That she was, in fact, at least a little like him.
Capable of enjoying the finer things.
He arched into her, invitingly, his desire evident and unashamed. But after some moments he slid down her body to begin his own investigations.*
"Let's come back to that, shall we?" *He murmured against her breasts before his mouth trailed lower still.*
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Post by Valerie on Apr 23, 2008 17:56:35 GMT -5
((My wiki history is now a hell of a lot more interesting, to say the least.))
*Valerie gasped lightly before she stepped back, walking to the gigantic and luxurious-looking bed which dominated the chamber. She seated herself with easy grace and turned, beckoning to Valmont.*
"Here."
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