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Post by Thatcher on May 29, 2008 7:56:36 GMT -5
((*growls*
Mine.))
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 29, 2008 17:14:48 GMT -5
((I spoke first, pretty boy.))
*He sighed, and kissed her gently*
"I believe you."
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 6:46:29 GMT -5
*Her whole body seemed to lighten as she threw her arms about his neck, kissing him deeply. Unfortunately, the sudden motion made her light-headed and she swooned, sinking back against the bed as the antidote coursed through her.*
"Thank you, Jonathan..." *She she squeezed his hand.*
"Thank you."
*Her eyes shut for a moment, finding the peace she had so desperately longed for. But then they blinked open again, inquisitive.*
"What will we do? When I am well again?"
*She still had hopes of assisting him in all things, but there was also an underlying fear that the matter with Thatcher may not have been resolved. Still, she did not want to blemish the moment with such matters.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 30, 2008 15:17:03 GMT -5
"I don't really know."
*He put his hand on her shoulder*
"I'm frghtened of things, it's true, but not of your lover. One thing my experience has taught me is that no man is omnipotent."
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 15:20:36 GMT -5
*She tightened slightly at him calling Thatcher her lover, but she had no room to deny it. Instead, she lowered her dark lashes.*
"Then what...what do you fear, my love?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 30, 2008 15:23:05 GMT -5
"Little things. And losing you."
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 15:27:04 GMT -5
*She squeezed his hand, trying to pull herself closer to him.*
"I will do all I can to stay here with you. For always."
*She touched his cheek tenderly.*
"And the small things? Is there anything I might do to quiet your mind?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 30, 2008 15:29:07 GMT -5
*His hand travelled down to her thigh, and he lay down on his side next to her*
"You're the only one who can."
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 15:34:28 GMT -5
*She felt the color rise to her cheeks unexpectedly at his touch. It had been so long she had almost forgotten the true feeling of his touch. She placed her hand gently over his, sliding both a bit higher on her leg invitingly.*
"Any comfort I might give you...is yours with all my heart."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 30, 2008 15:36:48 GMT -5
*He leaned so their faces were almost touching, and used his other hand to brush the hair from her face*
"Sylvia...what you do to me..."
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 15:41:27 GMT -5
*Sylvia nuzzled her face against his hand, needing of his touch, his comfort. She sucked her lip wantonly, her breath shallowing in distant promise.*
"Even...after everything?" *She whispered with a soft smile, her lashes still lowered.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 30, 2008 15:44:51 GMT -5
"Sometimes I wish it wasn't like this. That I never let another person hold any power over me. But whatever we want..."
*His cold blue eyes stared into hers, as if trying to read them*
"Yes, even after everything."
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 15:48:12 GMT -5
*She lifted her gaze to find his already there, waiting for her. Spellbound for a moment, her cheeks flushed. Then she tentatively leaned forward to kiss him tenderly.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 30, 2008 15:49:46 GMT -5
*With one hand, he pulled her in as they kissed. The other he slipped around her waist, and their bodies finally pressed against each other*
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Post by Sylvia on May 30, 2008 15:58:23 GMT -5
*Sylvia shivered as their bodies made contact. It was as if they finally fit, a sacred union that had been missing. She sighed contentedly, her breath passing into him as if she was giving him everything she was in one act. Her fingers pulled at the fabric of his shirt as she leaned back, urging him back onto the bed on top of her.*
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