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Mar 6, 2008 18:07:53 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 6, 2008 18:07:53 GMT -5
((LOL, ok. They've been waiting long enough, I think.))
She arched her back and moaned as he kissed her, digging her fignernails into his scalp. Moving her hands down across his shoulders and onto his back, she pulled him down and adjusted her own position. Enraptured, she shouted, "Rock me, Amadeus!"
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 7, 2008 2:28:40 GMT -5
((*wipes brow* Wooow))
And then there was light...
And a lot of it, Wolfgang groaned as the sun hit his eyes "Begone demon" he muttered and threw the blankets over his face only to peer upon Vienna's nude body next to him.
"Wow."
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Mar 7, 2008 18:39:33 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 7, 2008 18:39:33 GMT -5
The sudden movement of the blankets stirred Vienna, but just enough to make her groan and roll over.
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Mar 8, 2008 15:10:18 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 8, 2008 15:10:18 GMT -5
With a sigh sat up and realized he too was nude "Eep!" He pulled the covers up and shook his head, realizing it hurt... badly.
"She got me drunk, that minx" he stepped out of the bed and began to dress.
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Mar 8, 2008 18:20:37 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 8, 2008 18:20:37 GMT -5
The sunlight glaring through the window finally began to burn Vienna's eyelids and she opened them just slightly. Muttering a dirty word, she rolled over again and found herself staring at a bare butt.
"Well. Good morning, Herr Mozart."
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Mar 10, 2008 12:40:59 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 12:40:59 GMT -5
"Ahh!" He squeaked and jumped back "Don't scare me like that!"
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Mar 10, 2008 13:45:51 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 13:45:51 GMT -5
"Yes, how frightening to have your attention drawn to a naked woman in bed." Especially one who looks like me, she added to herself. She rolled her eyes and stretched. "I'm sure you must be terrified. What are you getting dressed for?"
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Mar 10, 2008 16:56:59 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 16:56:59 GMT -5
"I wasn't expecting you to be awake that's all" he pulled on his pants and walked over to the mirror staring at his gaunt expression "and I'm dressing because that's what one does when they are naked." He turned around with a seductive smile "But you don't have to, I won't mind."
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Mar 10, 2008 17:08:37 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 17:08:37 GMT -5
"How very generous of you," she deadpanned, but then she smiled at him. Holding the blanket to her thoat, she sat up and shoved a hand through her aurburn hair, marvelling at what a rat's nest it had become in just a matter of hours.
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Mar 10, 2008 17:27:44 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 17:27:44 GMT -5
"Oh you cover up now" he laughed and threw her a brush and wondered where he had put his bag.
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Mar 10, 2008 17:34:40 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 17:34:40 GMT -5
Vienna ran the brush through her locks a couple of times before dropping it onto the bed beside her with a shrug. She crossed her arms, pinning the sheet to her chest with them, and asked "Are you hungry? I could make us breakfast." She was nothing if not a generous host. Sex and croissants, all in the first 12 hours.
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Mar 10, 2008 17:43:56 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 17:43:56 GMT -5
"Sounds like a good idea to me, would you like me to help, I'm not completely useless you know."
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Mar 10, 2008 18:00:52 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 10, 2008 18:00:52 GMT -5
"Whatever," she said anachronistically as she slid easily out of the bed and retrieved a satin dressing gown from the large wardrobe against the wall. She tied it loosely and dragged the tips of her fingers lightly across the back of Wolfgang's neck as she breezed past him to the hallway.
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Mar 11, 2008 20:56:40 GMT -5
Post by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart on Mar 11, 2008 20:56:40 GMT -5
Smiling he knew he had made an impression and it was exactly the kind he wanted to make.
He grabbed his shirt and bounded after her like a dog.
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Mar 12, 2008 2:08:05 GMT -5
Post by Vienna Mozart on Mar 12, 2008 2:08:05 GMT -5
Smiling, she knew she had the upper hand. Wolfgang might be under the impression that he was getting to her, but he certainly wasn't. She'd seen so many men with the exact same smile on their faces, all of them assuming that because she'd slept with them she was now emotionally attached to them in some way. Couldn't they tell that she was a woman ahead of her time, capable of sex without love? Capable of life without a man? Capable of anything a man could do, except maybe pee standing up? (Though she probably could do that too, if she really set her mind to it. Through badly-written feminism, all things were possible for her.)
As they entered the kitchen, she spoke while taking glasses down from a shelf and pouring them each a cup of orange juice. "So Wolfie, what have you been working on lately? And don't tell me 'nothing', I know you too well."
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