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 Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 8:52 pm
Very well, I confess...
...I'm a double-agent....
*He wraps his arms around Maggie and scoops her up off the ground*
And you're now my captive.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:04 pm
*Maggie laughs, flushing but still smiling*
Oh, heavens, I've been double-crossed. *She wind her arms around his neck, sounding quite pleasantly resigned to her fate*
I daresay I'm doomed, now. *she murmers softly, and searches his face for a moment, a little unsure of herself yet, but then leans forward to brush her lips against his*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:11 pm
*Bard lowers hers, not to the floor, but enough that she can't quite kiss him*
Are you trying to seduce the enemy?
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:21 pm
*Maggie goes decidedly red at that, and blinks up at him, but then lets out a slightly self-conscious laugh, aware that he's teasing her* Ehm . . . mayhap just hoping te win him over a wee bit . . .
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:29 pm
*He lifts Maggie so that her lips are barely an inch from his*
Such rare beauty... perhaps I could make an exception this one time....
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:35 pm
*By this point, she's completely given up on trying to keep the blush off her face - it's not going anywhere. She laughs softly and sighs in the same breath, closing the space between them to kiss him*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:41 pm
*Just as their lips are about to touch, he lowers her again*
No, No! I must think of my duty to king and country! I must be strong!
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:48 pm
*Maggie's shoulders are shaking with laughter now, and she grins up at him, shaking her head. He's completely ridiculous, but she can only love him all the more for it* E'en if I ask ye very nicely?
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:52 pm
*he lifts her up so she's at eye level with him*
How nicely?
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:57 pm
*she tries to keep a straight face, but doesn't really succeed, as she responds politely* Very kindly, if ye please, sir.
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:03 pm
Well... *he seems to consider a moment, lowering her nearly to the ground*
Alright.
*he pulls her up again directly into a kiss*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:14 pm
*Maggie makes a contented noise, without even realizing it, as their lips meet. If she could see herself, she might be a little embarassed by how forward she's being, but right now, holding onto him, kissing him - she's too aware of him to give a thought to anything else*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:36 pm
*In a place where time has no meaning, a kiss like this might literally last an eternity. Bard parts his lips ever so slightly, brushing the tip of his tongue against Maggie's upper lip.
*Her hair smells of crushed lavender blossoms, something that reminds him of his childhood, though he can't recall why. It makes him feel both protective and protected all at once. He wants to lose himself forever in that scent, in the taste of her lips, in the warmth of her body...*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 10:52 pm
*Maggie goes still for a moment, unsure. This is so new, this sensation. Her mind, her heart, her body - they're all bombarding her with different messages.*
*She knows, in her time, that kissing him like this would be considered brazen, shameful even. But the rules of her time don't apply in this place, and their importance pales in comparison to what she feels for him. She sighs quietly, tightening her arms around him, letting her lips part in response to him*
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2005 11:12 pm
*keeping a firm hold of Maggie with his right arm, Bard combe his fingers through Maggie's hair, then draws his hand slowly down her spine. from her neck to the small of her back*
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