|
Post by Satan on Apr 7, 2007 23:12:22 GMT -5
"So", *she said*, "either you've been overwhelmed by my beauty and charm and hoped for a passionate one night stand, or else you've decided that it's best to have one as powerful as myself on your side."
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 7, 2007 23:13:14 GMT -5
"Am I only permitted two alternatives?" *A faint smile ghosted across his lips.* "What do you want of me?"
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 7, 2007 23:21:22 GMT -5
((This is the problem with having two paranoid characters. Nothing ends up happening.))
"I wanted my curiosity satistfied" *she said, simply and honestly.* "I wanted to know the kind of man who would presume to master Death himself."
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 7, 2007 23:24:34 GMT -5
*Thatcher nodded, once. Leaning over the back of the couch, he placed his lips beside her ear.* "What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?" *he whispered.*
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 8, 2007 9:44:16 GMT -5
*She remained seated as she replied.*
"The kind that we both could enjoy. I like you, Thatcher Caine. But I would never force myself upon a man."
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 8, 2007 10:21:16 GMT -5
((Come on, that was a good line! No reaction?))
"I'll not pretend I have your scruples. I take what I want."
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 8, 2007 10:22:15 GMT -5
((I liked it.))
"Do you want me?" *she asked*
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 8, 2007 10:23:16 GMT -5
"I want to do things to you," *clarified Thatcher.*
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 8, 2007 10:32:40 GMT -5
((This is the least romantic pick-up I've ever read))
"Is that an advance or a threat?"
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 8, 2007 10:43:54 GMT -5
((Romance from Thatch? Oh honey, please.))
"Does that matter to you?"
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 8, 2007 11:45:35 GMT -5
*She looked him over appraisingly*
"No. I suppose it doesn't. If I don't like it, I can always melt your face off."
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 8, 2007 11:58:38 GMT -5
"Then perhaps it's both," *he said, his smile feral.*
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 8, 2007 17:45:11 GMT -5
*She didn't smile, but the look on her face was one of complacency*
"I don't mind. It could be quite diverting."
|
|
|
Post by Thatcher on Apr 8, 2007 18:26:04 GMT -5
"Could be."
*He let his fingertips drift across her shoulder and down her arm.*
"I'm a great admirer of your work."
|
|
|
Post by Satan on Apr 8, 2007 18:27:33 GMT -5
*Lazily, she pulled down one of the straps of her dress*
"Coming from you, that's a great complement."
|
|