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Post by Dracula on Dec 2, 2008 4:43:05 GMT -5
*Dracula looked up at her, his dark eyes filled with a tender emotion.*
"I love you."
*He said softly, as if it were a sacred thing to say. He kissed her collarbone and helped her out of her gown.*
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Post by Elisabeta on Dec 2, 2008 12:00:53 GMT -5
"And I you." *She whispered, the fabric falling away and exposing her pale skin to the low light. Her flesh looked so rosy against his, inviting and warm.*
"My prince. My love."
*Elisabeta's pale eyes sought her lord's as her hands moved softly over his chest. She urged them back against the bed, then down upon it, her kisses soft. A wave of shyness passed through her expression.*
"You will be gentle, no?" *She questioned, a rare innocence about her.*
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Post by Dracula on Dec 9, 2008 4:54:47 GMT -5
((*is giggling like a schoolgirl*))
*Dracula looked into her eyes, softly touching her cheek, a reassuring gesture.*
"Of course, my sweet Elisabeta."
*He leaned in and kissed her, tenderly, on her mouth.*
FADE OUT UNLESS YOU WANT TO SAY SOMETHING IN WHICH CASE WE DIDN"T FADE OUT YET
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Post by Elisabeta on Dec 9, 2008 8:18:13 GMT -5
((*snickers* Nah, that's just fine. )) ***FADE IN*** *Elisabeta ached in that delightful way that she could only now remember. It had been more tender, more...intimate than it had in ages. And it was so sinfully perfect. Now she rested contentedly with her head resting on her lord's cool chest. Everything was serene and she truly remembered what it was to be wife again. She lifted her eyes up to his with a lazy smile.* "If only I could stay in this moment for always, my love." *she nuzzled him gently.*
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Post by Dracula on Jan 6, 2009 6:49:00 GMT -5
*Dracula looked down at her, a content smile lighting up his face. He mindlessly stroked her back with the tips of his fingers.*
"Well, I could arrange for that, my love. Though I am afraid we would have to get out of bed once in a while to change the sheets."
*He said, his eyes alive with a playful glint.*
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Post by Elisabeta on Jan 6, 2009 8:14:50 GMT -5
*Elisabeta rolled her eyes, but her smile was easy and constant.*
"Always thinking ahead..." *She murmured, rocking against him to kiss him lightly. Her warm lips danced invitingly over his cool ones.*
"One might think that mind of yours is never quiet."
*Her lashes grew heavy, veiling the cold blue of her eyes.*
"Does this mean you might have a date set? For the ceremony?" *Her voice held a restrained anticipation.*
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