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Post by Rochester on Jun 19, 2007 17:10:13 GMT -5
*Rochester paused, appearing to take mental note on a checklist for each of her requests. Then his gaze found hers again.*
"Sounds easy enough..."
*He kissed her hotly, tugging her close against him, savoring the warmth of her body against his.*
"So...did you want to practice your studies that we've already covered...or were you looking to skip to the next chapter?"
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Post by Shadi on Jun 19, 2007 17:45:46 GMT -5
*Shadi's hands made their way lower, to meet his derriere.*
"Would you blame me for being an impatient student?"
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Post by Rochester on Jun 19, 2007 17:51:40 GMT -5
*Rochester nibbled her ear.*
"I am hardly in a position to argue the point, but can you truly blame me for wanting to keep my still beating heart in my chest?"
*He stroked her cheek tenderly.*
"But...that doesn't mean we can't work on a few new things..."
*His grin widened.*
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Post by Shadi on Jun 19, 2007 17:57:02 GMT -5
"No," *she said softly,* "I like your heart where it is."
*She returned his smile, and pinched his buttocks.*
"Lead on, maestro."
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Post by Rochester on Jun 19, 2007 18:04:43 GMT -5
"Well that's good...although you're a bit low."
*Rochester grinned and took her other hand and brought it to his lips for a moment and then placed it over his heart. Releasing her after he was caught in an unusual tenderness, his grin widened again.*
"I was just thinking...I promised your father that I would not take your virtue. I never said I wouldn't teach you anatomy."
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Post by Shadi on Jun 20, 2007 12:46:27 GMT -5
*Shadi snorted unprettily.*
"Virtue? What's that?"
*She took up Rochester's hand and sucked one finger into her mouth.*
"Where should we start?"
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Post by Rochester on Jun 20, 2007 12:52:31 GMT -5
*Rochester's lashes fluttered at the allusion, her mouth so sweet and eager. He leaned against her, his breath on her ear.*
"Well that depends, darling. If you'll check the lock on the door, perhaps I might remove this heavy jacket and we can discuss it."
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Post by Shadi on Jun 20, 2007 13:05:50 GMT -5
*Shadi sprang away towards the door with the alacrity of an eager, though somewhat clumsy gazelle. She was back before he was finished with his coat.*
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Post by Rochester on Jun 20, 2007 13:14:32 GMT -5
*Rochester watched her return with a grin. He licked his lips in thought.*
"Now darling...should I do the unwrapping, or would you care for the honors?"
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Post by Shadi on Jun 20, 2007 13:40:32 GMT -5
*Shadi pressed a kiss to his clothed chest and peered up at him.*
"I think it's best to learn by doing, don't you?"
*And she proceeded to strip the heavy coat from his limbs.*
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Post by Rochester on Jun 20, 2007 13:50:02 GMT -5
*Rochester smiled and kissed her forehead gently.*
"Who am I to deny you, then? As long as you're comfortable...and interested."
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Post by Shadi on Jun 20, 2007 14:01:08 GMT -5
*Shadi smirked as the coat fell stiffly to the floor.*
"Do you doubt it?"
*She boldly pulled his shirt free of his trousers.*
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Post by Rochester on Jun 20, 2007 14:11:58 GMT -5
*Rochester laughed lightly at her eagerness.*
"Never, my darling. But you've been known to surprise me..."
*He bit his lip to hold back a moan as she freed his clothing.*
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Post by Shadi on Jun 20, 2007 14:40:49 GMT -5
*She grinned at the reaction she was getting.*
"Hopefully only good surprises," *she said, but she remembered his face when she'd mentioned the knives and the things she'd learned before she had a father. But there were so many other things she hadn't learned, and Rochester could teach her. Her hands slid under his shirt, meeting his warm flesh. She liked the feel of the slight muscle over his ribs. But she had seen men shirtless before. Her hands came to rest on the buttons of his trousers and she looked up, breathless, for permission.*
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Post by Rochester on Jun 20, 2007 14:51:17 GMT -5
*Rochester smiled down at her softly, strangely genuine, savoring the moment.*
"You have never done anything but please me, Shadi."
*He touched her face gently and nodded that she could go on.*
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