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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 21:24:01 GMT -5
*Meeting his eyes, she put her hand on top of his, gently guiding it to pull the strap down off of her shoulder once more.*
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 21:27:18 GMT -5
He stared for a moment, having apparently lost any ability to interpret human behavior, completely stunned... and hoping beyond hope that she was sending the signal she seemed to be.
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 21:33:11 GMT -5
*She smiled a little and nodded, encouraging, wondering if she'd done something wrong. Was this too fast? She had no idea what the hell she was doing.*
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 21:36:42 GMT -5
He unfastened the first button of her dress, slow and hesitant, and giving her a look that indicated that he was making sure this was what she wanted.
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 21:47:55 GMT -5
*She nodded again, her breath hitching a little in her throat. For all her maturity and show, she was still just a teenage girl without any experience at all, outside of fiction. She pushed away any apprehension with a smile, and breathed:* "I love you so much."
((Not that kind of fiction. Usually.))
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 22:08:32 GMT -5
Richard slowly unbuttoned the remaining fastenings on the front of her dress and eased it down over her milky-white shoulders.
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 22:14:08 GMT -5
*She looked at him a moment, self-conscious but completely trusting, and slowly reached for the buttons of his shirt.*
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 22:21:58 GMT -5
Oh, God. He could hardly stand the longing anymore. It had been too long, far too long, and he now realized that he had a lot of pent-up lust running as an undercurrent to the love he felt for her, and he hated it, but he loved her...
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 22:26:42 GMT -5
*She now had his shirt completely undone and was experimentally kissing his neck. There was a desperate wanting feeling inside her- one she didn't quite understand, but it was scary and thrilling and wonderful.*
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 22:32:36 GMT -5
His fingers were fumbling on her stays, and he mentally reminded himself to slow down.
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 22:39:56 GMT -5
*She slipped his shirt off of uneven shoulders, then her hands moved to assist him with her dress, which she'd decided was an all together too complicated and impractical garment.*
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 22:49:43 GMT -5
He thought back over the last few years to Faye, remembering how she had almost lost everything for doing what he was going to now. And then he had given her the seal... Did it work? Was he still protected even after abandoning his post? He didn't even care anymore. He was too horny much in love to care at all.
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 22:55:36 GMT -5
((Such a man.))
*Briefly she wondered if Erik was present, invisible- if anyone, especially him, found out about this, they would both be in obscene amounts of trouble...
She pushed the thought away, choosing instead to get lost in the sensations.*
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Post by Richard on May 13, 2008 23:06:14 GMT -5
And now she was nearly naked before him, and him before her, and it had been so long, too long...
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Post by Pina on May 13, 2008 23:20:16 GMT -5
*She pulled him close to her, all thoughts of future reprimands and consequences banished from her mind by his hands, his mouth, his body...*
**FADE OUT**
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