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Post by Rochester on May 7, 2008 7:22:01 GMT -5
*Rochester lead the lovely young blonde up the steps and inside the house. He gave her a moment to drink in the sight of it (it was sumptuous after all) and then gave her a coy smile.*
"Dessert then?"
*He waited a suggestive beat before adding.*
"Do you like chocolate?"
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Post by Mother on May 7, 2008 7:28:12 GMT -5
*Giggles at the title*
*It was impressive, tasteful and wonderfully appointed. She had a brief, amused thought that if the opera house had been done this way, it'd have more admirers.
She giggled at Rochester*
"Chocolate sounds wonderful."
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 6:57:55 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 10, 2008 6:57:55 GMT -5
((Thanks.))
*He nodded with a grin and escorted her into the dining room, helping her into her chair.*
"Give me a moment and I'll see if I can't manage something lovely enough for you."
*He paused a moment to take her in before turning to the door.*
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 7:25:10 GMT -5
Post by Mother on May 10, 2008 7:25:10 GMT -5
*She sat comfortably, giving Rochester a nod and a smile as she glanced around the dining room. Granted, where she came from could look quite impressive, but there wasn't anything like this room back home. It was, in fact, nice to be in a normal dining room.*
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 7:33:37 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 10, 2008 7:33:37 GMT -5
*Rochester returned shortly with a silver tray covered with truffles and chocolate-covered strawberries. There had been a decadent chocolate cake, but at the last minute, he couldn't bear to part with it. That was odd. Still, this should be sufficient. He sat it on the table and took his seat, his dimple belying his smile.*
"Will this do, darling?"
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 7:38:16 GMT -5
Post by Mother on May 10, 2008 7:38:16 GMT -5
*Her eyes lit up when she saw what Rochester had brought*
"Oh, it'll more than just do!" She said happily.
Sometime ago, she'd acquired a taste for strawberries.
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 7:51:20 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 10, 2008 7:51:20 GMT -5
*His smile broadened and he lifted a strawberry, holding it gently before her lips.*
"Then there's no reason be polite on my account. Please..."
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 7:59:07 GMT -5
Post by Mother on May 10, 2008 7:59:07 GMT -5
Strawberry...
*She needed no further encouragement, and took a bite*
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 8:07:56 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 10, 2008 8:07:56 GMT -5
((A woman with my own heart. And attention span.))
*Rochester's eyes never left her face as she savored the fruit. A woman in ecstasy was one of the most divine visions. He was quick to pick up another in offering.*
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Dessert
May 10, 2008 8:22:38 GMT -5
Post by Mother on May 10, 2008 8:22:38 GMT -5
((I adore strawberries))
*More strawberry, more chocolate. It was...well, heavenly. She made a little appreciative sound*
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Dessert
May 11, 2008 7:02:30 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 11, 2008 7:02:30 GMT -5
*Rochester noticed a small smudge of chocolate on her lip and before she had time to object he did the only sensible thing he could think of (it was more instinct anyways) and leaned forward to suck it off her soft skin. He held the kiss just a breath longer than was necessary.*
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Dessert
May 11, 2008 8:49:30 GMT -5
Post by Mother on May 11, 2008 8:49:30 GMT -5
*A little shiver of pleasure went through her at the contact. For a moment, she hesitated, then returned the kiss with the uncertainty of one who doesn't usually take the initiative.*
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Dessert
May 12, 2008 6:34:45 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 12, 2008 6:34:45 GMT -5
*Rochester didn't mind her timidness. After all, this is what he did. Or had done. Or...would do again. He gave himself an internal nod of encouragement before shifting his body closer deftly, deepening the kiss gently. Best to move slowly with these, didn't want to frighten her off.*
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Dessert
May 12, 2008 13:26:31 GMT -5
Post by Mother on May 12, 2008 13:26:31 GMT -5
*She could feel her head spin in a pleasant sort of giddiness. This was better than her previous experiences. By far.
She shifted a bit closer, too, enough so to feel Rochester's body heat. She could feel goosebumps rising on her arms from the deeper kiss and the feelings it caused. Not quite knowing what to do with her hands, she let one fall on his arm*
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Dessert
May 13, 2008 7:31:29 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on May 13, 2008 7:31:29 GMT -5
*Taking the cue, Rochester's hand shifted to her knee, slowly moving upwards. The motion was natural, a well-practiced art with which he sought to spread the sensation of his kiss which never left her lips.*
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