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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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 Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 3:26 pm
Nyoka remembers this feeling, vaguely. It is from about a week ago, one drunken night with another Fa'e. . . . only a few short days after the sting of her year-long relationship being broken off.
She has the presence of mind to think, Well, screw it. Why should I punish myself for the relationship ending? I doubt Aadil is. . . .
Her eyes open a little. She lifts her head, and moves in close to the stranger with the magical fingers.
She stops when their noses are close to touching, and just searches for his eyes in the shadow of the brim of his hat.
And that is as far as she goes. Nyoka has no problem with making the first, big, move. But, she has to be sure. . . .
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 4:00 pm
He smiled and leaned close enough that the tiniest air between them almost sparked with electricity. His gaze was hypnotic, like a cobra ready to strike. He wanted to keep her attention as his cape wrapped about her dropped bow and the world grew dark for a few moments in time. When the first fractions of light appeared once more, their surroundings had changed to something more familiar to her. The earth was more soft as it had changed into her bed, they were in her room, and he cupped her chin in his hand.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 4:19 am
Of course, she remembers the feel of her old bed, but it doesn't really register. All she sees and thinks about are his eyes.
Apparently, as hypnotic as she is, even she can be hypnotized.
When he cups her chin, the faintest of smiles comes to her lips. She leans in a fraction closer, and closes her eyes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 7:02 am
He draws her lips against his mask, the feel of the material is shockingly light, it's almost like it is not there. Then she feels his lips against hers, warm and inviting but rugged and warm. The kiss soom deepens between them, and he lures her with him as he lowers onto the comfort of her bed. He connected with her as he ran his fingers down her spine, feeling every nerve of her body, and through them he toyed with her senses and hightened the onesshe'd enjoy.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 7:13 am
Nyoka shivers, and smiles into the kiss. Finally! is her only thought as she is pulled down onto him.
Now, she feels she can try to do some exploring of her own. She runs her hands from his shoulders, down his chest, and a bit further.
She wants to feel him against her, but there are so many clothes on his end of the deal! She toys a moment with ripping them off with her claws. . . .
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 7:23 am
She didn't have to do much, his shirt split open along the middle and the tears danced in the air. With a gush of wind and a flap, his entire clothing, cape and hat fanned out off his body forming two giant bat like wings of deep black then disappeared into his back. His hair sprawled out along the bed and his mask still rested on his face. His hands ran through the gorgons hair and held her two him as a tongue raced passed her lips, even through the mask.
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 7:31 am
Nyoka is pleased when the clothes are gone . . . and even more pleased when he deepends the kiss. She returns the favor, gladly.
It is then that she feels the familiar tingling in her tail, and over her breasts.
Still pleased, she knows things are moving along. . . .
It isn't too long before she is able to stradle him, and she does, her hands still running over him as her wings flap out once before settling against her back again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 7:46 am
He smirks, it can be seen through his mask, his features were always portrayed through the thin material. His hands explore her dense muscular form, from her shoulders to her chest, to her waist and legs. He smiled, now realising what had bappened to her. It certainly made his part in this a lot easier. With a stroke of her hair and a flick of his fingers, the darkness beneath her bed exntended like desperate arms reaching for hope. Hands outstretched and covered windows and locked doors. The room darkened and he grinned, looking over her new frame in the dim light of his eyes. His face disappeared into her chest, as he decided that he didn't mind this town at all.
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