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Post by Julian on Sept 16, 2007 9:57:43 GMT -5
So Hell...and the Devil...are real. Interesting.
*Julian gave a slight smile and leaned forward to take in her smell.*
"So what is it that you do...when you are not working?"
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 16, 2007 10:02:09 GMT -5
"I have fun."
*Rosette eyed Julian, her lips opened slightly and her lashes lowered.*
"I drink and wander into domains of rats, meeting new people. New interesting people. What was your name again?"
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Post by Julian on Sept 16, 2007 10:03:35 GMT -5
*Julian smiled wider and leaned even closer, his lips precariously above hers.*
"Yours...first."
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 16, 2007 10:07:50 GMT -5
*Her heart began to beat faster. Rosette moistoned her lips and lifted her gaze up to his.*
"I'm Rosette."
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Post by Julian on Sept 16, 2007 10:10:29 GMT -5
"Julian."
*His breath was warm against her moistened skin. There was something about her....something different. It intrigued him.*
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 16, 2007 10:19:37 GMT -5
*Rosette looked down to Julian's lips and then back up to his eyes. She really shouldn't .... but what the hell, she was the daughter of the manslut, she might as well started acting like it. She put the bottles of rum on the ground, stood back up and smirked.*
"I hope you don't mind me having some fun."
*She placed her hands against his chest and leaned in, kissing him passionately.*
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Post by Julian on Sept 16, 2007 10:24:08 GMT -5
*Julian was prepared for the kiss. At least...he thought he was. It was different than the one at the brothel. There was something...a fire inside. It drew him as a moth to a flame. He pulled her against himself roughly, mirroring the act with fresh fervor. So great was his hunger that he did not realize he had pushed her back until they both slammed hard against a dark wall. And even then his thirst for her lips did not slake.*
How odd. This is definitely new.
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 19, 2007 13:42:13 GMT -5
*Rosette drew back for a moment, only to gasp for air, before she pressed her swollen pink lips against Julian's again. Her fingers began to unbutton his shirt and when she was done she stroked his naked chest.*
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Post by Julian on Sept 19, 2007 13:47:47 GMT -5
*Julian arched his brow as she began to disrobe him, but did not try to stop her. He did wonder silently if she would be expecting payment for any part of this. He tugged roughly at her shirt, it was tighter than most of what he had seen other women wearing, although it didn't seem as structurally sound. He found her bare-chested with relative ease.*
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 21, 2007 8:34:19 GMT -5
*Rosette left out a soft moan, followed by a giggle. Though the thought of having sex in a cold and dampy corridor wasn't all that inviting she didn't really mind, because a passion had been set a flame in her which she hadn't ever felt. It was hard, no impossible to stop now. So she trailed a line of kisses over Julian's jawline, while her slender fingers bean to unbutton his pants.*
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Post by Julian on Sept 21, 2007 16:00:44 GMT -5
*As her fingers worked deftly, Julian slid his hands up her thighs, urging up the tight skirt she wore. Leaning back for a moment to lift her legs over his hips, the shoved her back against the wall a la Buffy/Spike. ((Video is suggestive, but at least it was the censored one for TV.)) He kissed her urgently as his hands rubbed against her roughly.*
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 23, 2007 12:42:52 GMT -5
((Haha, that was soo random when I first saw that episode I couldn't stop giggling.))
*Rosette gasped as she hit the wall and Julian's worked a different 'magic'. She dug her nails into his back and kissed him fiercely.*
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Irene on Sept 23, 2007 12:43:35 GMT -5
((Psycho Sex: Make it work for you!))
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Post by Julian on Sept 23, 2007 14:06:59 GMT -5
((Indeed. Psycho sex is always hot.))
***FADE IN***
*Julian's breath was ragged from exertion, but there was something inside him that burned still. This was...different. Different than being with the girl at the bordello. His body ached and the scratches in his flesh stung. It...made him feel alive. Want more. He paused for a moment before redressing himself in silent contemplation. There was no post-coital tenderness, no desire for it, but a strange fascination with this woman. This...ghostrider.*
"You are quite...unique."
Like me.
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Sept 24, 2007 12:02:17 GMT -5
"So I have been told."
*Rosette put her shirt back on and grinned at Julian. She didn't feel the normal regret she felt after having random sex, maybe because Julian was a bit of a freak, like her.*
"You're pretty special yourself."
*She pulled her hair back into a ponytail.*
"So, what do you do around the Opera anyhow?"
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