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| Freya LaShale | Jun 20 2009, 08:14 PM |
Love Thief
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Hours of fun later~ (( XD )) -------------------------------------------- When he shifted, so did she, very very lazily moving to rise to get a better look at him, now that he'd seemed to agree to her request. The feeling of him sliding out from between her legs was a bit shocking at first, as even for her the area was still very sensitive, but she seemed fine. The magician had her full, undivided attention as the bandages unraveled. Her smile grew a little bit wider every time a bit more skin was revealed, and when it was all over and the wraps lay dangling off the side of the bed, she blinked, having to give him a second and third look-over. It was noted how he seemed to break eye contact. Being wrapped up like that all of the time, she imagined he felt a bit naked, even more so than actually being naked. Regardless, she reclined back down on top of him, her face leaning close to his. Her hands had done many things to him this night, but nothing could compare. Full of warmth, containing the gentleness within them that only love and affection could provide, they found the sides of his face, drawing up into his hair, delicately weaving around to the back of his neck where her index finger twirled around the strands. Its twin remained on his cheek, where she carefully drew his face back to her's, and when it had returned, her soft lips brushed against his once more. There was hardly any motion to this kiss. It was quite unlike the others the pair had indulged in. This kiss was full and deep, the kind that made your eyes roll into the back of your head, the kind where you would breathe for one another and melt. It was the kind of kiss they based fairy tales on. "You had me a bit frightened," she said softly against him, her eyes opening only a fraction, the green, green hues full of what could be very easily mistaken for love. "You should have warned me. I would have never worried." Edited by Freya LaShale, Jun 20 2009, 08:16 PM.
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