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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 17:10:04 GMT -5
"Oh, good Lord, yes..."
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 17:32:29 GMT -5
*Mary lowered her lips tenderly against his neck, kissing him softly.*
"See, my lord? I can be very gentle. I promise to take the very best care of you if you'll just trust me..."
*Her fingers slipped under him and began unfastening his trousers.*
***FADE OUT***
***and yeah, Will was so already there.***
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 17:58:34 GMT -5
***FADE IN***
Before he could even open his eyes, Richard could feel her hair against his face. It was soft, and smelled sweet. He tilted his head up just enough to kiss her hair without opening his eyes.
"Hello, beautiful," he murmured.
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Post by Emily on May 14, 2007 18:07:47 GMT -5
*walks by in the hall outside, pounding unceremoniously on doors.*
"Anyone fancy a bite of breakfast? I've got eggs and bacon on!" *she hollered.*
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 18:09:24 GMT -5
*Mary looked up contentedly, to the door and then to Richard.*
"Would you fancy breakfast, my lord?"
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 18:12:34 GMT -5
Richard opened his eyes, ready to give Anne a playful pinch on the rear for using his hated title, when suddenly he realized that the girl nestled into the crook of his arm was most definitely not his wife.
Oh, SHIT.
"Er... what happened?" he asked, breathing shallowly out of habit rather than necessity. He looked at the girl. "Who are you?"
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 18:18:34 GMT -5
*She smiled and kissed his cheek gently.*
"Mary, my lord. And your humble servant."
*She giggled lightly.*
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 18:19:45 GMT -5
OH SHIT.
"Did we..."
He peeked under the covers and found that both he and Mary were entirely nude.
"We did, didn't we?" he said dully.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 18:21:46 GMT -5
*Mary giggled once again.*
"Twice, my lord. You made up for your nervousness quite well, sir. You proved most...diligent."
*She smiled warmly.*
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 18:24:35 GMT -5
Richard at that moment had something that could have been mistaken for an asthma attack.
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 18:26:15 GMT -5
*Mary quickly turned her attention on his attack.*
"My lord? What's wrong? What can I do to help?"
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 18:28:16 GMT -5
"No- it's- my clothes- where are my clothes!?"
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 18:30:24 GMT -5
*Mary slipped gracefully out of bed and quickly retrieved his clothing, offering it to him.*
"They are here, sir."
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Post by Richard on May 14, 2007 18:32:14 GMT -5
Richard took them from her and started haphazardly dressing himself whilst simultaneously almost hopping around the room in a panic.
"I am so sorry, miss, for any trouble I have caused you-"
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Post by Will Shakespeare on May 14, 2007 18:33:44 GMT -5
"It was no trouble, sir. You are welcome any time."
*Mary smiled warmly and touched his cheek gently.*
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