(ooc: i really must've fogged up your glasses. they are already in the
bedroom. tiny re-write. btw: sacarrin level: 10; rating, pg-13 (lorin
has on boxers), r (lorin has on briefs), nc-17 (you get the idea) )
> >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 bed and laid on his back, leading her on top of him,
> "I am yours."
She closed her eyes and relished the feel of him against her. She could
feel his warmth, even through the cloth of her caftan. She breathed
deeply, taking in his scent, and listened to his heart beat rapidly
against her ear.
She rose to a seated position, her legs straddling his waist. She
whispered, "Yes, you are."
And proceeded to show him how.
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(ooc: i think i'd best end here.)
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