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 Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 11:48 am
Isabel came for him not long after that. As soon as she was done eating, in fact. "Daerin," she called out in a pleasant voice. She was no longer mad at him, and wished for things to go back to normal. She opened the closet door and stepped in. "I hope you ate well-- I missed you at lunch. We won't have any more outbursts like that, now will we?" she asked gently. She wanted to hold him and take comfort in him, but she had to see his state of mind first. If he was angry at her, that wouldn't do.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 11:59 am
He glanced at her, pulling his loose hair back and laying the new braid gently over the rest of his hair.
"I ate well, my mistress, I hope your aunt was not too unpleasant?" He rose slowly to his feet, something more sturdy about his stance, the protectiveness was kicking back in. "I pray the outbursts stop. I will ensure my part to make sure they do not." He grinned disarmingly.
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Man-Hungry Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 12:04 pm
She hugged him. "You can show off in front of her later, but I just couldn't have you with me this time. Here," she said, taking his hand and drawing him out of the closet with her own grin. "I've got some time to myself, you know? We could do any thing you like." She was placating, almost malleable. She felt guilty for spurning her little puppy. If only her puppy couldn't talk! Then they wouldn't have these troubles.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 12:36 pm
"Ah, as tempting as your offer would be to another, my mistress, I am but yours to call and control. Call and I will act; speak and I will listen." He stepped boldly forward. They had reentered that dance they had come so used to. Master and servant, free to act as they would within their bounds.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 12:41 pm
Isabel sat him on her bed and sat beside her. She bit her lip, considering telling him why he couldn't be the father of her baby. But no, they had just reestablished a good balance. Upsetting him would be uncessesarily cruel. Instead, she stroked his hair. She wanted further assurance that he was back to normal, so she kissed his shoulder and leaned against him with a sigh. Convinced that she could trust him again, they fell completely into their normal roles.
(and then..SEX.)
[/end scene]
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