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Post by Sorcha on Apr 18, 2008 17:45:46 GMT -5
*A soft sigh shifted her ribs as she arched her spine to meet the pressure of his fingertips, feeling the loosening coils of tension shatter and disperse as he worked at them.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 18, 2008 19:52:40 GMT -5
((... damn it, I want a man who's pretty and gives me BACK MASSAGES.))
*He mistakenly hit a spot on her hip that he knew to make goosebumps tingle over her skin.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 4:03:20 GMT -5
*Her entire body jerked, her knees twitching to cause her feet to flap in the air for a moment.*
"God, Liam!" *she shrieked.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 19, 2008 12:56:38 GMT -5
*He couldn't bite back a chuckle.*
"Sorry, didn't mean to."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 15:59:54 GMT -5
"O'course ye meant to," *she grumbled, rolling over and shoving him lightly.* "Ye know damn well what...that...place...does..." *she muttered, turning bright red.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 19, 2008 16:03:08 GMT -5
*He smirked infuriatingly.*
"Maybe I do. I know what other... places do too."
*He leaned down to kiss her gently.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 16:06:43 GMT -5
"Ye're terrible," *she murmured against his lips.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 19, 2008 16:09:34 GMT -5
"Mmhmm." *He murmured back, holding the back of her head with one hand.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 16:14:52 GMT -5
*Sorcha tried not to purr as Liam's fingers rumpled her hair softly against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She gave him another quick kiss before she rolled over and got up, heading for the bathroom.*
"Did ye leave any hot water for me?"
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Post by Liam on Apr 19, 2008 16:15:43 GMT -5
"Wasn't feeling any colder when I got out, so I think so." *He said, picking his book back up and going back to sit on the bed.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 16:23:05 GMT -5
*Sorcha ran a hot bath and got into the tub with a bottle of some kind of scented, goopy, fancy, flower-smelling soap. Used to bars of raspy homemade lye soap, she frowned at it with great concentration for some time before she poured a dab into the palm of her hand and began to work it into a lather. The scent made her nose itch, but she rubbed it into her wet hair and smeared some on a wash cloth so she could scrub the last few days' worth of dust and sweat from her skin.
Eventually the water cooled and she got out of the tub and wrapped a big fluffy towel around herself, dark tendrils of brown-red hair dripping water all over her bare shoulders. She wandered back into the bedroom and began poking through her trunk to find a clean dress and underwear. She glanced at the book Liam was reading and tilted her head so she could read the title on the spine.*
"Any good?"
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Post by Liam on Apr 19, 2008 16:38:52 GMT -5
"No. And you smell weird." *He said absently, sniffing.*
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 16:50:04 GMT -5
"Don't be blamin' me, I just used whatever fancy-smellin' stuff ye had left in the bathroom," *she said with a shrug and a sneeze.*
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Post by Liam on Apr 19, 2008 16:51:55 GMT -5
"Maybe someone was up here more recently than I thought..." *He trailed off, thinking. It could have been his father's first wife; he knew that Micaela had a predecessor who nobody liked to talk about.* "Could have been the first wife."
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Post by Sorcha on Apr 19, 2008 16:55:51 GMT -5
"So I smell like Soulless Whore by Calvin Klein? Awesome."
*Sorcha wrinkled her nose.*
"It makes my nose itch," *she said, shaking her head.* "Too musky. But I was desperate for soap."
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