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Post by Steerpike on Feb 11, 2008 19:32:05 GMT -5
"Yes. And it might even hurt..."
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 11, 2008 19:33:49 GMT -5
*She grabbed onto him tightly*
"Tell me about it..."
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 11, 2008 19:34:32 GMT -5
"It could be dangerous..."
He pushed her jacket from one shoulder.
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 11, 2008 19:36:30 GMT -5
"I'm no stranger to that."
*She shrugged off the other shoulder*
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 12, 2008 14:59:36 GMT -5
"Then we have nothing to worry about, do we?" He let go long enough to pull off his own coat and shirt. ((INSERT THIS: ))
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 12, 2008 15:35:06 GMT -5
((In the words of Irma Desmond: "Magnificent!"))
*Damn, but that boy cleaned up well. She looked him over lustily, then kissed him, biting his lower lip gently*
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 12, 2008 16:48:46 GMT -5
He nibbled back appreciatively, running a hand back through her dark hair.
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 12, 2008 17:29:13 GMT -5
*She quickly undid the fastenings of her dress, pressing her body into his hands. She wanted him, and she wanted him to want her. Whether love or lust or something in between, it made her forget about everything else*
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 12, 2008 18:59:06 GMT -5
"Eleanor- you know I've never done this..."
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 12, 2008 19:00:39 GMT -5
"You haven't?"
*She smiled*
"Well, no time like the present, is there?"
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 12, 2008 19:11:49 GMT -5
"God knows I want to..."
He pushed her onto the bed.
"I want to fuck you 'til you're sore."
((Apologies for the language, I know. It's supposed to be a contrast to his earlier flowery language.))
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 12, 2008 19:13:19 GMT -5
*She pulled him on top of her, wrapping her legs about him*
"Oh Steerpike..."
**FADE OUT**
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 12, 2008 19:15:08 GMT -5
***FADE IN***
Steerpike rolled himself closer to her and licked the little hollow between her breasts.
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Post by Eleanor on Feb 12, 2008 19:17:08 GMT -5
*She smiled happily and stroked his chest*
Todd played rough, but he never really cared. Toby loved me, but he was just a boy. For some reason, this just feels right...
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Post by Steerpike on Feb 12, 2008 20:23:57 GMT -5
He pushed his long hair out of his face and kissed along her collarbone.
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