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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 16:18:48 GMT -5
*Will grinned wolfishly as they left, then whispered and kissed Violet on the cheek. He didn't have to be told twice. A few minutes after Richard left with Mary, Will and Violet went back to her room to "further their in depth discussion on the finer details of poetry and prose." *
*Mary led Richard back to her room and gestured to the lavish bed.*
"Won't you make yourself comfortable, my lord? I think I might have just the thing for you."
*She quickly collected a bottle of softly perfumed oil and brought it over to the bed.*
"Would you care for a massage, sir?"
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 16:20:09 GMT -5
Richard deflated slightly.
"You... you might want to brace yourself, then. It's not... good... under there."
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 16:21:15 GMT -5
*Mary's brow rose gently.*
"Sire, I will not be offended. This is for you. I only wish to see you cared for."
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 16:22:55 GMT -5
Richard slowly removed his coat and began unbuttoning his shirt, stealing nervous looks at Mary the whole time.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 16:26:26 GMT -5
*Mary smiled politely and turned to her wardrobe. While he was undressing, she slipped out of her dress and into a black silk robe. She hung her dress carefully to give him enough time to be ready before she returned.*
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 16:27:23 GMT -5
Richard sat on the edge of the bed with his shirt and coat rolled up into a bundle beside him.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 16:32:30 GMT -5
*Mary turned to him with a sweet smile as she made her way back over to him.*
"Just lie down on your stomach, sir. I promise to be gentle."
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 16:36:36 GMT -5
He looked at her a little nervously, then rolled over.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 16:47:35 GMT -5
*Mary crawled onto the bed next to him and poured some oil on to her hands, passing it carefully between her hands to warm it before she slid her hands over his shoulders deftly.*
"Is that better, my lord?"
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 16:51:31 GMT -5
He shivered suddenly, very deeply. It felt wonderful- beyond wonderful. Wonderful would have been excruciating in comparison.
"Oh, my God..."
All the tension was slowly melting away. Dimly, a rebellious thought of she's touching my back! broke through, but he could scarcely tell.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 17:01:50 GMT -5
*Mary worked her skilled hands over his skin, gently working out the tight muscles.*
"Please sir, just let me know if there is a place that needs more attention."
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 17:02:49 GMT -5
"No... you're doing quite well already..."
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 17:04:21 GMT -5
*Mary smiled softly. He wasn't so bad after all.*
"I am glad that I please, my lord."
*She bent down to gently press soft kisses on his skin as her hands continued their massage.*
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 17:05:19 GMT -5
Richard's hands clenched at the bedsheets.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 17:08:55 GMT -5
*Mary carefully straddled Richard's back that she could gain a better angle to press against him. She leaned forward to whisper in his ear, her warm breath falling gently.*
"Is this all right, my lord?"
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