>(ooc: is the steaming fogging your glasses yet? this *might* slip into an
>r rating. i'll try to be a good girl, though. (yea, right) )
<ooc: *snicker*>
>She stopped, knowing that he could not remain on his feet much longer, and
>they were too old to appreciate the floor much anymore. She dropped
>to her knees and removed his shoes, casting them to the floor near the
>abandoned shirt. Next, she slid the jeans down his legs, coincidentally
>making frequent contact with his legs as she went.
He watched her-almost paralyzed with passion.
>Leaving the pants behind with the other clothing, Candance rose to her
>feet. Again, her hands took every opportunity to caress his legs as she
>stood. They seemed to be everywhere on his body. With one conspicuous
>exception.
>Finally, her hands captured his and turned them so that the palms faced
>up. She kissed each palm. Her eyes travelled up his body, the black orbs
>picked up the limited lighting and seemed to glow as they made almost a
>physical contact with his form.
>She met his eyes and held them as she whispered with a husky contralto,
>"Come to bed, my Love."
"You only need to ask once." he replied in an equal tone.
He led her to the bedroom and laid on his back, leading her on top of him,
"I am yours."
