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Post by Valmont on May 16, 2008 19:40:37 GMT -5
((This is all your fault!))
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Dia
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Post by Dia on May 17, 2008 5:07:40 GMT -5
*Diamanta smiled softly at him. This was something she had never imagined would happen to her. She was just so ordinary.*
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Post by Valmont on May 19, 2008 9:59:00 GMT -5
*Valmont gazed up at her.*
"May I kiss you, my lady?"
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Post by Rebecca on May 19, 2008 10:11:56 GMT -5
((This is all your fault!)) (('Tisn't.))
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Dia
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Post by Dia on May 19, 2008 11:55:53 GMT -5
((Children.))
*She smiled shyly at him.*
"If it pleases you, my Lord."
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Post by Valmont on May 19, 2008 12:06:55 GMT -5
"It does," *he said. He started slowly again, gently, all by rote as he told himself this was his true calling. He eased her into the kiss, then notched up the intensity gradually.*
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Dia
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Post by Dia on May 20, 2008 11:29:33 GMT -5
*She hardly knew what was happening to herself. After a time she gave up thinking, let him control her attentions. All she knew was that he must continue, or she would die.*
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Post by Valmont on May 20, 2008 12:01:22 GMT -5
*When his hand crept to her bosom, he was fairly confident she would not object. He knew every move in advance. Give, take, take, give. All giving on her part, of course. Predictable. Like clockwork. There was barely any point in following through. But he would, because it was his reputation, and because it would offer him a few moments of distraction.*
"You deserve to be worshiped, my dear," *he murmured in her ear, one hand at the button of his trousers.*
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Dia
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Post by Dia on May 20, 2008 12:46:46 GMT -5
*There was a instant when she reacted, but it was only a second. Even if she wanted to stop, she couldn't now. She tried to reply to him by it came out as a gasp, barely even that. He could do whatever he wanted with her now, for she couldn't tell up from down, as desirous of his attentions as she now was.*
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Post by Valmont on May 20, 2008 14:44:16 GMT -5
*He lifted her skirts. He hardly cared anymore--he wanted her to want him, because that was how he worked, but he had no regard for how she felt about him afterwards. A few unbuttoned buttons, a heaving bosom, and some rucked trousers were all this situation truly called for.
It was not a work of art. Virgins rarely were. But later, she might think of him fondly, when old and used up and no longer desirable. She'd recall being worth seducing, once. He would recall the details, but they would not touch him.
He wondered, even as he breeched her last defenses, if anything ever would.*
*FADE OUT*
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Dia
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Post by Dia on May 20, 2008 15:26:20 GMT -5
**************FADE IN**************
*It felt like a long time before she lay, fast asleep, tangled up in the costumes.*
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Post by Valmont on May 20, 2008 16:34:32 GMT -5
*As she drifted off, Valmont straightened his stockings, resumed his coat, and stared down at her for a moment. He felt nothing. To be honest, he did not ever love his conquests in the traditional sense. But he had always believed the interactions meant something. They had never left him cold.
He was long gone by the time she woke up.*
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