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 Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 9:10 pm
Mephisto, smiling, gently lays her down on the bed before climbing in next to her. He pulls the covers over the two of them before cradling her in his arms.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:25 am
While she laid there craddeled in his arms, she fell into the sweet bliss of the oblivian of her mind. She slel well knowing the Mephisto was next to her and safe.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 1:47 pm
Noticing how peacefully she slept this time, Mephisto gives out a soft purr and falls asleep himself, his forehead lightly touching hers, arms gently wrapped about her soft, warm body. He remained like that, wholly unmoving but for the rise and fall of his chest.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 6:44 pm
She woke a while later. She didn't know what time it was, but she opened her eyes to see his face so close to hers, and she couldn't stop her hand from going up to it, and caressing it gently. He slept peacfully, just as she ahd when she fell asleep. She was in awe and sllid her hand down onto hsi arm as she laid there in his arms.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:15 pm
Mephisto stirs slightly at her touch. His eyes crack open just enough to see her, but not enough to tell that he was awake. Then he chuckles. "That's awfully friendly of you..." He doesn't move from where he is, though. Not yet.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:18 pm
She jumped a little, " I.. Uhh.. sorry Master." she said as she looked down a little. She kept her hand where it was though, and she blushed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:22 pm
That makes Mephisto laugh. He reaches up with the arm she is touching and strokes her cheek gently. "I didn't say I didn't like it, only that it seems... out of place for you..."He leaves his eyes the way they are, watching her blushing.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:27 pm
" Well, was.. worried actually....... very worried... And now I;m actually really relieved.. I gues i acted on impulse. I normally don't,..." and then she shut up. She had lat something she hadn't meant to out.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:32 pm
The chuckle starts small, but soon it becomes a full laughter. He rolls over a little so that he wouldn't be going off in her direction. When he calms down a little, he says. "Isn't that rare? A slave genuinely worried about her Master. It's something almost unheard of in the trade, nowadays." He sighs and strokes her cheek again. "I must admit, I'm rather touched by this confession of emotions."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:36 pm
She blushed and looked away. " Maybe i won't anymore... " she mummbled as she felt him stroke her cheek. " Just.. " she sighed a little. " I really do okay.. get over it." she said as she pouted a little, and looked back up. " Sorry again master. For.. going off like that....."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:56 pm
He shakes his head and smiles. "You're absolutely adorable." He yawns as gently as he can and checks the time. 6:00. It was still dark out. He grumbles something about the ungodly time, then returns his attention to her. "Feel like going back to sleep?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:59 pm
She smiled, and blushed at his comments. " Sure, Mr. Ungodly time.. Master.. She said happily as she looked up at him. " We could probably both use a little more."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 10:04 pm
Chuckling, he pulls her closer into his arms, his chin resting lightly on her forehead, arms wrapped around her smallish form. It isn't long before he is dead, immovably asleep.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 10:08 pm
She smiled, and felt a little weird about how strong he is. She shoudl know not to mess with him. One mistake and she would be dead, but she didn;t care. She just wanted him, and she also wanted to sleep more. So before long she was asleep again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 4:15 pm
Three hours later, Mephisto wakes. He doesn't move, though, waiting for her to wake first.
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