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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 13:59:42 GMT -5
*Lark giggled sweetly against his skin, content to be held against him.*
"Well, if it hurts less and less..." *She purred in thought, drawing a row of kisses across his chest.* "Then I don't know how we're gonna manage when the rest of them get home." *She nipped his skin playfully.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:02:24 GMT -5
"Fer a start we'd hafta lose any remaining sense of shame or modesty..." *chuckled Jake, shivering slightly as her teeth grazed his skin.* "Take it easy, Trouble--wouldn't wanna wear ya out too soon, now."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:12:01 GMT -5
*Lark blinked up at him innocently.*
"What? Who's starting anything?" *She tried to play it off.*
"It's just...I figured that you'd want some boys at some point..." *She leaned back, resting her head on the pillow as she rested her nose against his shoulder.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:15:53 GMT -5
"Crackin' ya in half t'night's not gonna accomplish that," *said Jake with a laugh, resting a hand on the curve of her hip.*
"Tell ya what, though...I c'n definitely make ya a li'l more comf-ter-bul."
*Flashing her a wickedly boyish grin, he ducked under the covers.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:20:02 GMT -5
*Lark paused, confused by his sudden action. Then she remembered with a start. She gasped sharply, sitting up and peeking under the blanket at him.*
"I may be green at this, but I'm pretty sure that ain't gonna help either." *She teased, but promptly covered him back up and squirmed her hips back down towards him.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:24:51 GMT -5
"Trust me, yer green," *said Jake.* "I knew what I was doin' last time, didn't I?"
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:30:35 GMT -5
***FADE IN***
*All right. So he knew what he was doing. Lark had to give him that. The fire that had returned to her skin was cooling, leaving her in that perfect warm glow as she gasped for air, trying to pull enough into her lungs.*
"I...uh...thanks." *She grinned sheepishly, combing her fingers through the mess she'd made of his hair. Her lashes heavy, she squirmed happily.*
"Yeah...can't see having much modesty if I can have that instead."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:44:47 GMT -5
*Jake kissed his way up her torso, finally getting his head back on his pillow, fitting the curves of Lark's body against his and pulling the blanket over them.*
"Wouldn't have ya any other way, Trouble," *he murmured happily.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:48:31 GMT -5
"Well, that's a relief." *Lark answered with a grin, an all too mischievous light in her eyes.* "Cause I don't see it like to change."
*She bit her lip, thinking hard on something as she rolled on her side and her hand slid softly over his chest.*
"That mean it wouldn't bother you..." *Her gaze flickered up to his.*
"If I wanted to give it a try some time?"
*Hands were one thing but...well, there had to be some reciprocal sort of thing. She just wanted to make him feel as pleasant as she did.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:56:58 GMT -5
"...sometime...if you like," *said Jake, smiling at her and rumpling her hair gently.* "Mrs. Quinn."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 14:59:00 GMT -5
*A sly look in her eye, she leaned forward to kiss him.*
"Right kind of you, Mr. Quinn." *She grinned, trailing her kisses slowly down his jaw to his neck.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 15:00:37 GMT -5
*Jesus, the woman was insatiable.*
"God help me, what have Ah done?" *he idly wondered, kissing her in return.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 15:02:38 GMT -5
*Lark nuzzled him playfully and kissed his chest.*
"Is it so bad that I want to make you feel nice?" *She asked gently.*
"That is, if you'd rather sleep..." *She pulled away slightly, her eyes inquisitive.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 15:04:42 GMT -5
"I just dunno as I've got anythin' much left to go on," *said Jake, putting an arm behind his head.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jan 8, 2009 15:12:35 GMT -5
*It had never really occurred to Lark that there might be some sort of limit to those sorts of things.*
"Oh." *She rested back, trying to not take it as anything other than what was given.* "I didn't know." *She whispered.*
"I'm sorry." *She suddenly worried that she'd somehow pressured him or came across too over-eager or something.*
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