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 Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:09 pm
"Pick a fantasy, and I'll see what I can do." It was a simple statement, and she didn't bother with beating around the bush. Her eyes told him that she was being serious, and as if a show of good faith, she lightly rubbed his lower back.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:24 pm
Now, that had to make Anatoli think. His mouth hung open dumbly, as he wasn't quite sure what he should say -- it was some odd mixture of pleasant shock and embarassment. Maybe this was just some kind of bizarre lucid dream he was having -- some kind of drug high from the sleeping pills. Maybe he was still on a plane, and he'd be shaken awake at any moment by a flight attendant.
"I don't know where ta start," he admitted plaintively. Clearly, some experimentation was in order.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:33 pm
Clearly the power, and ball so to speak, resided in her court. At his comment, she simply raised her eyebrows and rocked her hips somewhat, watching him with a mix of curiousity and enjoyment. She was just tickled pink at all that was going on.
And on top of that, he was endearing. A bit pathetic, but hard to stay mad at all the same. Or so it seemed.
Only time would tell.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:42 pm
If a stray puppy in the rain could be personified, Anatoli would be that puppy. Only, you know, slightly less innocent than a puppy. He was sheltered enough that he only knew the barest of the basics.
"I dunno what I want," he said. "It's new ta me."
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:54 pm
She continued to rub the back of his neck, letting her fingertips move into his hair every so often. "What really gets you hot?" Antony asked in a lower, more comforting voice, "Or do you want me to make suggestions...?" Her slight smirk insinuated that they may not be verbal suggestions.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 8:00 pm
Anatoli floundered. He wasn't sure what he should be saying, if anything, as his self-consciousness still tugged at him from the back of his mind and his cheeks were quite rosy from embarassment.
"G'wan an' make some suggestions..." Anatoli trailed off and nodded his head.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 8:32 pm
"Okay then," she nodded, nudging him carefully off of her lap, "Run along to the bedroom. Shoes and socks off. Make yourself comfortable..."
There that was a start.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 8:36 pm
Anatoli obliged and slid off Antony's lap, tugging his shoes and socks off and tucking them neatly along the bedroom wall. He then shuffled over to the bed, sitting on the foot and tucking a leg beneath him. Knitting his fingers together, he rested his hands on his knee and looked alert for the next command.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 8:58 pm
While he unsurprisingly did as he was told, Antony set his hat aside and tugged off her tank top and shorts, leaving her in one of her matching lingerie sets. The hat was replaced as she stepped into the bedroom as if nothing had really changed.
She shooed his crossed leg back onto the floor so she could place herself between them, a hand resting on either knee. Eventually, she let her right hand trail up until she could get a grip on his tie, and tugged him down into a well aimed kiss.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 9:32 pm
Anatoli, while still sitting up straight, somehow managed to blush even more at the sight of Antony getting undressed. But he remained silent, and moved his leg to accomodate the squirrel better.
His tie certainly made for a good handle, and he was pulled into the kiss without any resistance. He sputtered a little, having never kissed anyone on the lips before -- and Antony's muzzle fur tickled his upper lip a bit. It was almost like kissing a guy with a moustache, except this was much softer. "Mmph!"
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 9:43 pm
Antony was very adaptable, and still managed to retain much of her kissing skills with her muzzle. The noise he made, however, caused her to pull back in a sudden wave of self consciousness. Her look, though she tried to hide it, conveyed that emotion quite clearly, as did her tails, which had whipped behind her suddenly.
Instead of moving in again, she wound the tie around her fingers while the other hand crept towards his torso area.
"What do you want?" She finally whispered softly.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 9:49 pm
His hands began to tremble, he was starting to become quite self-conscious himself. What would his mother think of this if she somehow heard about this?
"Did... did I do somethin' wrong?" Anatoli asked meekly as she pulled away. Once again, his lower lip jutted out in a little pout, he was pretty clearly worried that his ineptitude was getting in the way of things.
He blinked at her question, clearing his throat and fighting off the feeling of being completely naked, despite being fully clothed. "Whadda I want? I wanna know what I'm doin' heeah..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:00 pm
She shook her head, and offered him a warm smile. "There's nothing to worry about."
With a slight nose wiggle, her smile boiled down to her usual smirk, and she gave a light tug on his tie. "I'm giving you a chance to learn," Antony murred, hand on his quad moving up to tug at his belt buckle lazily. It was moreso a reminder than an urgent matter of business.
"But let it be known, I will -not- do all the work... Understand?" Her no nonsense look was back as she waited for a prompt answer.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:09 pm
"Nuh-nothin'? This is tha first time I've eva done anythin' like this befoah," he said, his voice cracking a little. "As if ya couldn't tell already... I mean, look a' me."
His breathing began to get a little show, and he swallowed as Antony tugged on his belt buckle. Oh, wretched teasing. He quickly nodded his head in such a fashion that, were this a cartoon, he'd rattle.
"Yes, teacha," he said with an awkward grin.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:21 pm
"And that's why I'm cutting you slack," she pointed out matter-of-factly, already rather pleased at the level of obedience she had somehow managed to beat into him after only just meeting him. With nimble, experienced fingers, his belt was removed (and set aside for possible later use), and his pants unbuttoned, unzipped, and knocked to around his ankles.
However far he would let her take this, she was all up for the ego boost as long as all of her needs were met as well.
Another tug pulled him off of the bed and against her for the meantime. This would be interesting.
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