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 Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 11:54 pm
One of his hand slid to the back of her head and pulled her close so he coudl wisper his ancer in to her ear and all he said was " yes" Then he quickly closed his mouth on her ear. there was a sucking felling and a slight bibble on her earlobe waiting for her and he waited for her anccer.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 11:58 pm
She gasped at first, then giggled, clinging more tightly to him. That sure as hell tickled and felt nice. "I love you .. I am .. not ready yet." she said softly, limp in his arms just now as he went to such extremes to make her feel nice.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:08 am
" That I understand. He said reluctantly as he was still playing with her ear in his mouth. " Then we don't have to mate. but that dose not meen that we can explore are feelings in this line of thoughts. I would like you to know what you like when it dose happen." He said as his pressed agents her and his mouth by this time had slid down to he neck where he was giving soft kisses on her soft skin.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:13 am
"I had a dream that a neko who looked like Ali was licking me everywhere .. I liked that." she said with a giggle. There was no denying, she liked the attention .. but she did not think of them as doing more than extra special cuddling.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:22 am
" I see i could do that." He said as he held on to her with his tail going up what little bit g her dress was still covering her to get close to her spicule place to see if it was okay. but before she could ancer they vanished in a shadow vortex that tossed the stools to the other side of the room and he was steal her for experimentation in his room and dungeon.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:23 am
The silver haired man dropped from the rafters, landing with a rather loud and uncharacteristic thud. A low growl was heard from his chest as he drew his blade slowly. He then turned towards the doors...
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:29 am
He half played with the idea of causing chaos with the woman and the man...his blade did crave...he decided against it for now, too much trouble for too little reward. He spat a small tongue of flame before leaving.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:26 pm
The man pushed open the doors to the room. He was bored again and didn't know what to do with himself. He sat in a chair and stuck his sword in the floor, the blade was clean and looked freshly polished.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:28 pm
With a pop, Ziven appeared in the bar. Carefully making her way through the room, she seated herself gracefully in the chair she had been taking regularly now, just across from the fireplace. Taking a deep breath, the stress of the day could be heard in just this simple sound and action. Though the day had actually been a victory for her, she did not feel like it was. Conjuring a cup of tea and summoning a book to read, she went about relaxing like she felt she deserved to now.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:32 pm
Only his eyes moved. They fells on the woman who just appeared once more and went about her business. Soon, his gaze returned to his sword...
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:36 pm
Arching a brow, she realized that she was not alone. Idly turning the page, she spoke softly. "Greetings."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:40 pm
His responce to her was silence, like always. He studied over his weapon again, hoping that he wouldn't need to feed it again for a little while. He sighed softly, a small tongue of colored flame escaping his mouth.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:43 pm
Knowing that he would not speak, she looked in his direction, finding it interesting when he sighed. "Are you descendant of dragons also?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:48 pm
So she had caught him. He looked over to her, smiled briefly before finally replying verbally. He did speak draconic but the language that flowed from his mouth was extremely warped, corrupted, and broken to the point of almost becoming it's own language. His voice was deep, rough, and seemed to hold an otherworldly underlying tone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 7:52 pm
Understanding fragments of what he had said, she smiled brightly. With a pop, she was by his side, looking to him with an even greater curiosity. She wanted to speak with him more, wanted to hear more from him. Looking to him, she hoped he would speak more or do something to indicate what he would and would not do. "Your tongue does not wish you to speak?"
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