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Feb 26, 2008 17:27:46 GMT -5
Post by Eleanor on Feb 26, 2008 17:27:46 GMT -5
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Feb 26, 2008 17:29:52 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:29:52 GMT -5
She didn't blush. She knew how she affected men, and she enjoyed it, but she certainly wouldn't become a giggling idiot over it.
Striding over to stand next to him by the window, she fingered one of the curtains rather sensually. "So, which room do you think you'll be spending your time in?"
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Feb 26, 2008 17:32:57 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:32:57 GMT -5
Wolfgang turned to her with a laugh... that laugh "Oh I don't know, whichever is the most... comfortable." His hand wandered around her waist with a tickle.
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Feb 26, 2008 17:34:41 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:34:41 GMT -5
She groaned and stepped around him to straighten the curtain on the other side of the window. "Oh God, if you're going to keep cackling at me, I may not let you stay in any of them."
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Feb 26, 2008 17:36:41 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:36:41 GMT -5
"Oh please, I remember the days when you loved my laugh" he giggled lowly "but you were as drunk as I was." He ran up to her and grabbed her in to him "The day's we'd dance until the sun rose, don't you remember?"
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Feb 26, 2008 17:40:44 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:40:44 GMT -5
"Vaguely. But if I was as drunk as you say I was, how could I be expected to remember many details?" She smirked at him, but she did actually remember quite a few details of those nights...
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Feb 26, 2008 17:44:44 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:44:44 GMT -5
"Who needs details?" he purred- kind of "As long as we have a general idea of the situation then everything is good, right?"
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Feb 26, 2008 17:49:04 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:49:04 GMT -5
Her smirk widened. "Well, I suppose it's good to know that your belief system will never change. You sound just like you did back in Vienna."
((Oh gosh, I just realized how many dirty jokes could be made using the phrase "in Vienna" now...))
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Feb 26, 2008 17:50:56 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 17:50:56 GMT -5
((I can think of 5 right now, haha))
"I enjoy consistency" he was swaying her now, his hands still planted firmly around her waist.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:02:03 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:02:03 GMT -5
She leaned into him and fingered the collar of his shirt thoughtfully. He'd just arrived half an hour ago; having sex with him now would blur all the boundaries she wanted to set between them. On the other hand, it'd be so easy. The bed was right there, and Wolfie hadn't given any signs that he was ever going to be interested in anything resembling a committed relationship. But would it be possible for them to have casual sex while they were living together?
She glanced out the window and considered this for a few seconds, allowing him to sway her in the meantime. Well, she decided, if he's going to get it now, he's going to have to really work for it...Besides, she enjoyed watching men suffer.
She took a step back and looked into his face. "Well, we should probably have dinner soon, it's getting late." She lowered her eyelids and smirked, knowing full well that food was the last thing on his mind.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:14:16 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:14:16 GMT -5
Wolfgang stared at her wantingly but showed no signs of weakness, she was playing hard to get, he knew it, she was never one for getting down and dirty immediately... she had to do her hair. He smiled and threw up his hands "If you insist, personally I'm not hungry."
For food.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:22:07 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:22:07 GMT -5
Her smirk never faltered, though that wasn't exactly the sort of response she'd been hoping for. Generally this was the part where the man was supposed to start begging, but Wolfie apparently hadn't gotten that memo.
She took another few steps back, wrapping her arm around one of the bed posts and leaning against it. Her auburn hair swung down to cover one eye. "Well, what would you like then?"
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Feb 26, 2008 18:28:03 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:28:03 GMT -5
I'm not playing your game Vienna, this time I'm going to have the upper hand "Duck!" He exclaimed "Mmm, I haven't had duck in a long time." He smiled and moved closer to her.
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Feb 26, 2008 18:30:04 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:30:04 GMT -5
She stared at him. "Duck. You want duck."
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Feb 26, 2008 18:32:28 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Feb 26, 2008 18:32:28 GMT -5
"Mmhm, or at least something that quacks" he reached around her and poked her in the ribs playfully.
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