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Post by Brandi on Jun 27, 2007 13:24:17 GMT -5
"Well..."
*Brandi sucked her lip and looked to the ceiling as if in deep thought before looking back to him with a grin.*
"I'm not sure just yet."
*She kissed him deeply, speaking against his lips.*
"But I'm sure if we both think real hard on it ...inspiration will come."
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 27, 2007 15:50:01 GMT -5
"Real hard, huh?"
*He drew her down to him, not at all bothered by not being in control.*
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Post by Brandi on Jun 27, 2007 15:53:07 GMT -5
*Brandi sucked her lip and rocked against him suggestively. Her lashes fluttered shut and she whispered breathily.*
"Yeah, Baby...real hard."
*She traced his lip with her tongue.*
"Inspiration coming to you yet?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 27, 2007 18:03:15 GMT -5
"Might call it that," *he said, but a thought crossed his face like a shadow.*
"You sure you wanna do this, baby?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 27, 2007 18:26:24 GMT -5
*Brandi pulled her face back to look him in the eye.*
I was born ready. Only...ew, not.
"I won't push...I want you to be ready. If you're not...I understand."
*She slid her hands under his jacket.*
"But Baby...whenever you are, I am."
*She looked up to his eyes, tucking his hair behind his ear.*
"I know I couldn't say it the other night...I wanted it to be just with us. Cry-Baby Walker, I love you in the most delightful way."
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 28, 2007 10:45:10 GMT -5
*Cry-baby was a little worried she knew he didn't, ah, live up to his reputation.*
"'Course I'm ready," *he said with a little pout. But at her admission he smiled wide as his eyes smoldered up at her. A single tear leaked from his left eye. A tear of joy.*
"Aww, Brandi!"
*He clasped her to him and kissed her fervently.*
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Post by Brandi on Jun 28, 2007 10:52:45 GMT -5
*Brandi kissed him deeply, working her hands under his jacket to push it off his shoulders. Sucking his lip gently as she pulled back, she looked at him with a wicked smile.*
"Well...this would need to go for starters, but I'll let you pick something of mine to trade for it..."
Never mind that I'm only wearing one thing...
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 29, 2007 0:23:25 GMT -5
"That's quite a decision, babe," *he said, smirking up at her. He wasn't nervous. Nope, not Cry-Baby Walker.
Wade was a little anxious, though.*
"I reckon I'd better choose wisely," *he said, and drew her gown up, this time for his own pleasure rather than to assuage her pain. He hoped he could make her forget that--and whatever foolhardly business she'd gotten mixed up in.*
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Post by Brandi on Jun 29, 2007 7:11:23 GMT -5
*Brandi smiled warmly, sighing softly as the fabric slipped over her head. She looked down at him, her eyes shy. Sucking her lip, she tugged his cotton shirt from his jeans gently. Her eyes lifted to his in a small pout, her voice low and breathy.*
"I might have to owe you for the rest...unless you're feeling terribly charitable."
*Dimples started to peek into her cheeks.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 29, 2007 11:25:13 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby had to pull himself away from staring at her, so easily intimate without being loose.*
"Let it never be said that Cry-Baby Walker left a girl wantin'," *he said, and pulled his shirt over his head in one fluid motion. He glanced down to where Brandi sat on his legs.*
"Well now. Looks like we've got a little problem."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 29, 2007 17:18:25 GMT -5
*Brandi sucked her lip with a quick wicked glance to him. She kissed him wantonly before pulling back.*
"It's a good thing that I'm in the business of problem solving then..."
*Her fingers traced delicately down the smooth skin of his chest and came to rest on his belt, which she unhooked deftly. She slipped her hips further down his legs and fingered the tab of his jeans. She lowered her chest and looked up to him through a veil of dark lashes, her voice velvet.*
"I'd be happy to rectify the situation...unless of course, you want the honors..."
*A mischievous smile curled in the corner of her mouth.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 30, 2007 15:11:34 GMT -5
"Problem solving. Is that what they're calling it these days?" *he murmured, mesmerized by the vision before him. So perfect, so real, and so... his. His breath came quicker and parts of him became even more interested, if that was possible.*
"Well now, you can do what you like, but the honor'll be all mine," *he said huskily.*
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Post by Brandi on Jun 30, 2007 16:26:00 GMT -5
*Brandi smiled wickedly up at him and unbuttoned his jeans delicately before she slid back, tugging his jeans over his hips and gently slipping them off. She crawled back, lip between her teeth, savoring his bare skin. She peered up to him through her lashes as she kissed his chest.*
"Better?"
*She kissed him deeply, sucking his lip as she pulled back, waiting for his approval.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jul 2, 2007 14:58:05 GMT -5
*Real men, Cry-baby had been told long ago, don't wear underwear. So it was that he was faced with his first real, well-lit, nude introduction to a female of no relation.
He felt beautiful.*
"Much," *he said, lithe muscles rippling under youthful skin as he clasped her in his arms.*
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Post by Brandi on Jul 2, 2007 15:04:47 GMT -5
*Brandi couldn't resist a mischievous smile as he pulled her against him. She traced her fingertips over the length of naked skin of his sides.*
"Oh, Baby...with any luck at all...soon you'll be much much better."
***FADE OUT***
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