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Post by Dracula on Aug 12, 2007 7:21:28 GMT -5
Ehm.....no. But my suethor is on it, she is getting Rosette de-possessed as we speak. Or type.
"Yes, I sent word to the Ghostrider, she'll be ready soon."
*Dracula replied.*
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 12, 2007 7:25:19 GMT -5
*Sylvia stood in front of him and lifted her chin, trying to stay calm and not look afraid, but her heart was pounding.*
"So how are we going to do this?"
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Post by Dracula on Aug 12, 2007 7:28:57 GMT -5
"You let Elisabeta surface and let us have a night. When it's over I will order the Ghostrider to destroy Mondego."
*Dracula said more calmly then he felt.*
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 12, 2007 7:36:11 GMT -5
*Sylvia pursed her lips, eying him suspiciously. Where was the cockiness, the overconfidence? Had something happened? She tried to not let him on to anything, she might find out inadvertently and could use it to her advantage. She shut her eyes and tried to relax and let Elisabeta surface. Nothing happened. She sighed in frustration and took a step closer, so close they were almost touching. She inhaled the smell of him, hoping it would help, but it only made her want to wretch. Her lips trembled slightly and the words were faint.*
"I...she...might need some encouragement."
*Her eyes flashed up to his, pleading and threatening tears of fear.*
"But please...nothing too rough."
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Post by Dracula on Aug 13, 2007 9:13:21 GMT -5
*Dracula reached out and gently caressed Sylvia's cheek before he leaned in and kissed her.*
Please, my love, struggle free. I need you tonight.
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 13, 2007 9:19:31 GMT -5
*Sylvia's body tensed for a moment. He was being so...tender. It was strange. Something wasn't right. She barely had time to think on it before his lips were on hers. The pressure in her head from all of her stresses lifted and she slipped into the blackness almost contentedly. To be someone else. She had said that to Jonathan. She missed him. But at the moment, it was almost easier here. Elisabeta could deal with Mondego after all. Maybe it was a small price to pay.*
*She moaned against his lips, lashes fluttering for a moment before her pale hands lifted to pull gently on his jacket.*
"My lord...my love...is it truly you?"
*Elisabeta's rich accent poured from her mouth and her eyes opened to seek his, the faintest smile curling in the corner of her lips.*
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Post by Dracula on Aug 13, 2007 9:26:00 GMT -5
*Dracula began to smile himself.*
"It is me."
*He twirled a lock of her dark hair around his finger and kissed her again. Only this time he was less tender and more passionate.*
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 13, 2007 9:30:01 GMT -5
*Elisabeta echoed his passion with a strange urgency, drawing him close and tugging at his coat, trying to pull it off.*
"My love, I thought that I would never see you again, that I would never feel your touch. I was lost..."
*She kissed him hard, taking his face in her hands, trapping his lips against hers. She whispered against them desperately.*
"Keep me here with you, I don't want to go back. Please let me stay...always with you."
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Post by Dracula on Aug 13, 2007 9:37:41 GMT -5
*If it had been possible then Dracula's heart would have stopped beating. To hear his beloved plead like this hurt more then anything else in the world and to not be able to fulfill her pleas was the worst torture a man could endure. At least not now. He had not only given Sylvia his word, but also the sack of soil.*
"If I could, I would turn you now and take the curse of mortality away from you, so we could be together forever."
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 13, 2007 9:43:02 GMT -5
*Elisabeta's smile vanished and she looked suddenly wounded, her passion cooled. She swallowed and nodded, vaguely remembering the deal that had been struck. Things seemed so unclear now. She looked back up to him and tried to be strong for him, offering a half-smile as she brushed back a lock of his hair and traced his cheekbone with her fingertips.*
"Someday, my prince. Someday."
*She kissed him softly.*
"But tonight...it is for us, no? You will be with me as if I could stay? Please? Even if it is just a beautiful lie..."
*She nuzzled against his neck.*
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Post by Dracula on Aug 13, 2007 9:50:06 GMT -5
"It's not a lie. You will be mine, someday."
*Dracula hold her close and savored the feel of her flesh and the smell of her hair.*
"I don't care what I have to. I would fight God himself to have you beside me."
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 13, 2007 9:55:28 GMT -5
*Elisabeta's smile grew warm and genuine. She rested her finger against his lips to silence him.*
"Shh...come my love..."
*She glanced back to the chaise lounge in the corner of the room.*
"I think we might have something more enjoyable to do this evening than to threaten God."
*She unfastened the clasp on her cloak and let it fall to the floor. The gown was low cut and inviting, but she wore a large heavy necklace to conceal the blisters left by the shackle she wore at night. She smiled.*
"Or did you not see anything that interested you?"
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Post by Dracula on Aug 13, 2007 10:10:09 GMT -5
*Dracula smiled and stepped closer to Elisabeta.*
"You stir more in me then just interest."
*He ran his finger softly down her arm as he stared deeply into her eyes.*
"Love. Passion. Wickedness."
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 13, 2007 10:12:53 GMT -5
*Elisabeta's smile widened and she took his hands in hers, leading him back towards the couch.*
"I cannot tell you how pleased I am to hear that, even after all this time. Although...to be honest, I had a certain type of wickedness in mind. That is..."
*She started to loosen the laces on the back of her dress.*
"If you have no objections."
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Post by Dracula on Aug 13, 2007 10:18:21 GMT -5
*Dracula threw of his jacket and stepped closer to Elisabeta, kissing her pale neck as he helped her with her gown.*
"How I can say no to any kind of wickedness that you suggest?"
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