(ooc: wouldn't be just awful if the gm had someone call lorin back to duty
about now? ;-} )
<ooc: ummmmm....oye>
>As her tongue played lazily with his, her hands roamed down his back,
>kneading the muscles, caressing the skin. When their slow advance reached
>his waist, she broke the kiss and began to pepper his chin, neck, and
>chest with feathery kisses. Sometimes, her tongue would snake out for a
>taste. After all of their years together, she knew exactly where his
>sensitive areas were, and she lingered over each one.
He let her drift down and did not rush her. His body was quivering now...
>Her hands found their way to the fastener at the waistband of his jeans.
>Independent of the kissing, they released the fastener and eased down the
>zipper. They soothed the flesh that had been confined by the waistband
>until they were finally joined by her lips.
Lorin moaned in exhiliration and gently placed his hands on her head.
Thinking was simply not possible, he simply let himself be embraced by her
and entranced himself within their passion.
