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Jul 1, 2008 11:02:34 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 1, 2008 11:02:34 GMT -5
*Rochester looked intrigued.*
"A challenge then? Perhaps...you simply need some learning aids..."
*He bent to fidget for his cravat, offering it with a raised brow.*
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Jul 1, 2008 14:27:18 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 1, 2008 14:27:18 GMT -5
*Her breath hitched and she nodded. Something new.*
"I'm used to having my own way," *she pointed out.*
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Jul 1, 2008 17:52:00 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 1, 2008 17:52:00 GMT -5
"Well, my darling...there's something."
*He gently took her hands, but with a persistent air.*
"So am I."
*He grinned, wrapping the silk about her wrists.*
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Jul 1, 2008 17:57:34 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 1, 2008 17:57:34 GMT -5
*Shadi smiled naughtily up at him, allowing him to do as he wished. The thought of being at his mercy excited her already, even if it was artificial.*
"I suppose we'll have to compromise," *she said, testing the silk gently,* "or always want the same things."
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Jul 1, 2008 18:10:19 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 1, 2008 18:10:19 GMT -5
*Rochester chuckled, finishing a relatively fancy knot.*
"I'm not sure if we'll ever manage that one, darling."
*He urged her wrists up over her head, leaning to kiss her and whisper against her lips.*
"Something tells me that you'd disagree, just for the pleasure of it."
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Jul 2, 2008 10:04:23 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 2, 2008 10:04:23 GMT -5
*Shadi pouted prettily.*
"Is that what you think of me? Do I find entertainment in discord?"
*She grinned, as the position of her arms arched her torso a little.*
"You know me too well."
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Jul 2, 2008 10:09:59 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 2, 2008 10:09:59 GMT -5
*He bit his lip, proud both at the observation and the delightful way her body moved beneath him.*
"But there's always more to learn.* *He purred sweetly.*
*He held himself over her, holding her wrist with out hand as he opened the dresser of the table by the bed to procure another neatly folded cravat. With a wicked grin, he looped it through the binding at her wrist and tied it functionally to the ornate headboard. Then he released her, sitting back quite pleased with himself.*
"Wouldn't you say, darling?"
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Jul 2, 2008 12:08:39 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 2, 2008 12:08:39 GMT -5
*Shadi got her first taste of what it would be like to not touch when she wanted as he leaned tantalizingly over her.*
"That's certainly what it seems like," *she agreed.*
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Jul 2, 2008 13:15:31 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 2, 2008 13:15:31 GMT -5
*He was enjoying himself more than he should have. That was for certain. He smoothed his hand over the soft skin of her hipbone. Slowly, teasingly.*
"And what do you think so far?"
*His eyes lifted to hers for a moment.*
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Jul 2, 2008 14:52:40 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 2, 2008 14:52:40 GMT -5
*Shadi twitched, then smiled crookedly at him.*
"That you're a horrible tease. But I knew that already."
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Jul 2, 2008 16:40:33 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 2, 2008 16:40:33 GMT -5
*He nodded, his dimple piercing his cheek deeply.*
"And you love it, so I'll not hear any word of protest."
*He lifted his chin haughtily, even as his fingers danced delicately over her exposed flesh.*
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Jul 2, 2008 16:42:12 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 2, 2008 16:42:12 GMT -5
*She trembled now, but she didn't pull at the cravats.*
"I do," *she said, but it turning into something like a moan.*
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Jul 2, 2008 17:03:29 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 2, 2008 17:03:29 GMT -5
*Rochester grinned, leaning closer. He didn't touch her, but his breath was warm against her ear.*
"You what, my darling? You'll have to speak up I'm afraid."
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Jul 2, 2008 17:22:09 GMT -5
Post by Shadi on Jul 2, 2008 17:22:09 GMT -5
*She glared at him as best as she could.*
"I do," *she said, more firmly.*
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Jul 2, 2008 17:39:33 GMT -5
Post by Rochester on Jul 2, 2008 17:39:33 GMT -5
"Ohh..." *He whispered, kissing her jawline as his hand wandered slowly up her thigh.*
"Are you certain? If not...I suppose I could always stop."
*He lifted his hand abruptly, just short of its target.*
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