Ilse
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Post by Ilse on Apr 17, 2008 17:10:22 GMT -5
*Ilse had to wonder for a moment at the man's hypocrisy. Surely this girl he was after knew of it, too--no stupid girl could have captured this man's attention, so, even by accident. She pulled Valmont closer, pressing herself against him with a small cry.*
"...I might...say the same...for you..." *she retorted as she kissed him.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 17, 2008 17:38:10 GMT -5
*Valmont kissed her between her breasts.*
"Clever girl," *he crooned.* "Think you see right through me, don't you?"
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Ilse
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Post by Ilse on Apr 18, 2008 4:33:31 GMT -5
"I know I do," *she gasped lightly.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 18, 2008 9:14:26 GMT -5
*He was done playing. Valmont grasped her wrists and pulled her arms up over her head.*
"Then you know what I want. And I know you want it, too."
*He closed his eyes, as if that could replace the girl in front of him.*
"Valerie..."
**FADE OUT**
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Ilse
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Post by Ilse on Apr 18, 2008 9:32:51 GMT -5
***FADE IN***
*Ilse wondered, vaguely, if this girl even cared that the man beside her could do nothing but cry out her name while he made love to another woman, even if that woman was a well-paid whore.*
"Have you tried taking her to your bed, monsieur?" *she asked clearly.* "You may have more luck in showing her than in trying to talk her into it."
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Post by Valmont on Apr 18, 2008 9:52:54 GMT -5
*Valmont felt... well, rather embarrassed. Not that he'd share that fact.*
"I fear there has to be a certain amount of talking in this instance," *he said.* "She's much stronger than she looks."
*He didn't exactly feel better. It had been nice--as far as sex went, quite satisfactory--but it occurred to him that he'd been seeking something else. Right, release--not just the physical sort, but from that little witch's spell. Perhaps he had found it, and that accounted for the slightly hollow feeling.*
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Post by Rebecca on Apr 18, 2008 11:12:52 GMT -5
***POSTING AS ILSE***
"Of course I don't mean forcing her. Merely...surprising her."
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Post by Valmont on Apr 18, 2008 11:19:25 GMT -5
*Valmont smiled to himself.*
"It's by no means over," *he said.* "The timing must be right. You, this... is merely an appetizer."
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Post by Rebecca on Apr 18, 2008 11:30:35 GMT -5
***POSTING AS ILSE***
"Or a distraction?"
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Post by Valmont on Apr 18, 2008 11:33:22 GMT -5
*He pursed his lips.*
"If you like."
*What difference did it make? He was paying her.*
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Post by Rebecca on Apr 18, 2008 13:09:03 GMT -5
***POSTING AS ILSE***
*Ilse got up and drew on a silk dressing gown before sitting at her dressing table and beginning to apply a rich cream lotion to her skin.*
"Shall we make a schedule of distraction or do you plan on breaking her to your will sometime soon?"
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Post by Valmont on Apr 18, 2008 15:08:24 GMT -5
"She'd be no use to me broken," *Valmont murmured, staring at the ceiling and suspecting he was going to feel unpleasant soon. He raised his voice.* "I hope it shan't take that long."
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Ilse
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Post by Ilse on Apr 18, 2008 15:13:40 GMT -5
"A pity for my pocket book if it does not," *she sighed.*
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Post by Valmont on Apr 18, 2008 15:17:00 GMT -5
"That's really not my concern," *Valmont said, rising and dressing himself.* "Now if you'll excuse me before any benefit I received tonight is impeded by your crass commercialism."
*The barb seemed limp, however, as if his heart wasn't really in it.*
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Ilse
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Post by Ilse on Apr 18, 2008 15:28:49 GMT -5
"If you came for sentiment, monsieur, you came to the wrong place," *she said with a haughty smile.* "And you've already received the only benefit I can offer you. Whether this dappled fawn of yours still tortures you in your dreams is hardly my concern."
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