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Post by Erik on Jul 11, 2007 15:50:59 GMT -5
*Erik drew Poe through the door with him, lighting the gas and locking the door.*
"We won't be disturbed here," *he said, and turned to look Poe over again. She was a beautiful woman, there was no doubt. A tiny thought niggled at the back of his mind, warning him that she was not Christine, not his love, and that this gift should be given him in that spirit.
But he had been so long, too long, without this simple human need fulfilled. It had importance to him only in its absence; surely, once sated, he could proceed with the more important aspects of life. Free of distraction. Of this hateful lust, tinged with enough curiosity and delayed entitlement to make any willing woman a fair partner.
He kiss her again, roughly, still attempting to learn the way of it.*
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 11, 2007 16:05:03 GMT -5
((Oh, hell, no. I did not make you pretty so you could screw an alien. /jk))
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Post by Poe on Jul 11, 2007 16:11:27 GMT -5
*Poe caught his kiss deftly, bending beneath him with grace to smooth the rough nature of it. Her hands fell to his chest, pushing his jacket off his shoulders. Sucking his lip softly, she looked up to him innocently.*
"Would you prefer that I do the undressing, sir?"
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Post by Erik on Jul 11, 2007 16:25:07 GMT -5
"Um... Certainly." *He was the man, he reminded himself. Masterful. This was her role; to see to his comfort. That was nice. So was the view down the top of her dress. Were ordinary men treated to this every day? The thought was mind-boggling and somewhat depressing, at once. It's a wonder they got anything done at all.*
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Post by Poe on Jul 11, 2007 16:31:10 GMT -5
*Poe smiled warmly and kissed him again, setting her hands to work at unbuttoning his waistcoat and sliding it slowly over his shoulders. As her fingers began to work free his tie and the buttons of his shirt, she sucked her lip gently.*
"Do you have any other preferences you would like me to know of? I am happy to oblige you if you will tell me what pleases you."
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Post by Erik on Jul 11, 2007 17:29:26 GMT -5
*Erik's hands fluttered and moved to her shoulders, seeking her skin there.*
"No. No preferences. Erik is... certain you will please him."
*How could she not? Even the barest pressure of her hands on him, as she removed his clothing, sent his senses reeling. The utter ease of it all. He shrugged out of his shirt, for a moment afraid that he would see his pallid, wasted flesh beneath and relieved at the merely pale body that emerged.
He wanted to see hers.
He turned her around, working nimbly at the fasteners of her gown. His hands almost trembling with need, he drew the cloth apart, encouraging her to step from the dress so he could look on her without shame.*
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Post by Poe on Jul 11, 2007 17:37:02 GMT -5
*Poe smiled and laughed lightly in delight as he spun her to unfasten her dress eagerly. She always appreciated that need. Sucking her lip, she looked back to him over her shoulder. She wiggled slightly, letting the gown fall from her shoulders and over her hips to the floor. Turning back to him, she smiled warmly and embraced him without a hint of shyness, kissing him deeply. Then her delicate fingers fell to his belt and the buttons of his trousers, urging them loose. She nuzzled her head against his bare chest affectionately, planting soft kisses there.*
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Post by Erik on Jul 11, 2007 17:51:01 GMT -5
*He froze for a moment, stilling her hands on his trouser buttons. But it was only a moment, for after that first twinge of uncertainty he knew he wanted nothing but for her to have unfettered access to his body. This body--he could not yet think of it as his own--posed no danger to him, invited no threat from the world. He assisted her as best he could, until to his surprise he discovered they were both naked.
He drove her backwards towards the divan, decades of thwarted desire propelling him.*
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Post by Poe on Jul 11, 2007 18:01:52 GMT -5
*Poe embraced his enthusiasm and fell back against the divan, pulling him down on her eagerly. She kissed him wantonly, her body sensing his need to be held. And...other things. She smiled, hoping that it would be a productive learning experience.*
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Erik on Jul 12, 2007 18:24:54 GMT -5
***FADE IN***
*Erik stared at the ceiling, dazed. What a thing to be denied! It was both everything and nothing; so simple, yet immediately his desire seemed to return. When he could speak, he rolled his head towards Poe.*
"Erik thanks you," *he said solemnly.*
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Post by Poe on Jul 12, 2007 18:31:17 GMT -5
*Poe smiled contentedly at him.*
"You are always welcome."
*She rolled onto her side, kissing him gently and studying him for a moment. Her brow rose curious.*
"Again?"
*She bit her lip in her inexhaustible smile.*
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Post by Erik on Jul 12, 2007 18:45:04 GMT -5
*Erik glanced down at himself, somewhat embarrassed. Was this this normal course of things?*
"You would do such with Erik... again?"
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Post by Poe on Jul 12, 2007 18:51:17 GMT -5
*Poe looked slightly confused, but kept her smile and nodded.*
"But of course. I find your enthusiasm most inspirational. I am happy to stay and perform as long as you would like me to."
*She kissed him warmly, tracing her lips down his neck and chest.*
"Would you like to attempt a different form of the act?"
*She looked back up to him with genuine interest.*
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Post by Erik on Jul 13, 2007 12:11:50 GMT -5
*There were other forms?
This was incredible. Erik had no idea that women behaved in this manner; and all for a pretty face! He had feared that this most mysterious act, once experienced, might seem tawdry and overvalued. And in one sense, it was--but on the other hand, his senses reeled at the riches opened up before him.*
"Erik would like you to show him a different form. Is there one you prefer?"
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Post by Poe on Jul 13, 2007 12:31:42 GMT -5
*Poe tilted her head in thought, considering. She looked back up at him with a smile, shaking her head slightly.*
"No favorite, but I am happy to perform a variety that seem to prove pleasurable."
*Rolling up on her knees, she straddled him gracefully, planting a slow, steady trail of kisses from his forehead over his face and neck, chest and hips. She looked up briefly with a bat of her eyelashes.*
"Just let me know when you would like a respite."
***FADE OUT***
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