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Post by Zea Winters on Feb 23, 2008 10:39:28 GMT -5
"You can look at it all you want, I'm pretty sure it won't reveal it's secrets to you. Unless you somehow speak Ancient Greek..."
She pulled the book back from him.
"...Have you ever heard of the Pronouncements of Eros?"
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 24, 2008 21:36:35 GMT -5
"Good point but I think I like it already...any pictures?" he asked, sounding somewhat hopeful and turning the book sideways as though looking at the foreign words in a new angle might help.
Always good to switch up the positi-
I will hurt you. Honestly. Enough is enough already.
But I was just gonna say-
Keep it in your proverbial pants!
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Post by Zea Winters on Feb 24, 2008 22:17:59 GMT -5
"No pictures, I'm afraid, but I can... demonstrate," she said, peeking at him through her eyelashes. She took his hand, and raised it to her mouth. She slipped her wand from it's wrist-holder, and pressed the tip ever so gently into his elbow.
She began whispering against his palm, words that were not intelligible, not that it mattered, because things began to happen. Delicious, tingly, magical things, that would course like electricity through his nerves.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 25, 2008 10:04:12 GMT -5
Aesir's eyes closed as he seemed to tense with the use of the magic, exhaling and letting a low moan escape him.
"That's a neat trick..." he muttered beneath his breath. He tried to stop from showing how much he was really enjoying it and fought to keep a straight face while biting his lip.
The sly smile snuck back onto his face, declaring him defeated.
"But that all ye got?" he asked a little out of breath, looking to Zea a tad more lustfully than usual on their occassional...meetings.
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Post by Zea Winters on Feb 25, 2008 21:27:06 GMT -5
Zea slid from under the blanket and took his hand.
"Why don't you come in here, and I'll... show you," she gave him a seductive glance. "Besides, I'm sure we could both do with a little... easing of tension."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Feb 25, 2008 22:10:24 GMT -5
Without a moments hesitation, Aesir stood up and wrapped her in his arms, kissing her with passionate abandon. His hands slid up the back of her shirt, pressing her close to him.
"I like this book." he managed to say in between kisses and moaned as he continued. "I'm going to a special hell."
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