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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 9, 2007 0:39:32 GMT -5
I'd left the dim little tavern tucked happily to Denis' side, making our way immediatly to Camellia. The details of the assignation were simple and easy enough to hammer out, though I was kept in the dark as to where exactly his residence was. Still, it truly mattered little to me at that particular moment; my appreciation and desire for my patron was rising quicker than I'd anticipated, and I let myself indulge in it as we left and made our way to Désir.
After we arrived, I glanced to Denis and gave him a soft smile, our steps carrying us up to the establishment and through the door. "It's lovely here," I said softly as we stopped just inside the door, my frame leaning towards his as I kept my words low and quiet.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 9, 2007 19:52:02 GMT -5
I nodded casually as we entered into Desir. "I've never been here but I've heard my cousins speak of its greatness." I said smiling to her. "Have you ever been?"
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 10, 2007 11:53:48 GMT -5
"Only a few times," I said with a returning smile. "They offer lunch to adepts on Wednesdays; I've never been here for a dinner, though."
A member of the staff came to us as I finished speaking, bidding us to follow and be seated. I moved, stepping softly with Denis, glad to be on his arm.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 10, 2007 23:51:45 GMT -5
The servant showed us to a table of some discreetness and I smiled giving him hand shake, palming him a gold ducat in gratuity. He smiled and nodded waiting for us to sit and then offering us menus.
"A bottle of your finest red." I said smiling, he nodded and was off.
"Seems like quite a nice place." My gaze turned to Aurianne and I smiled deliciously.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 12, 2007 15:44:28 GMT -5
"Even nicer at night," I said, taking in his smile with a slight blush to my cheeks. "And especially with the right company." My eyes held his for a moment before I let my gaze drop, a smile forming slowly over my lips.
He was more than intruging, and I thanked Naamah and Elua both that he'd contracted me out for the night.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 14, 2007 15:34:50 GMT -5
I smiled reaching forward and letting my fingers brush her cheeks as I tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. The servant returned with our drinks and I smiled to him and looked back to Aurianne.
"Do you know what you'd like to eat?" I asked.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 14, 2007 20:59:56 GMT -5
The brush of his fingers was light, though I smiled for it, glancing up to meet his gaze once again. The oncoming of the server brought my attention as he set our drinks down, and with a glance to my menu I nodded in return to Denis.
"I'll have the pan seared quail, please," I said, handing the menu to the server as my eyes went back to Denis. He were younger than me, I thought, but no more than a year, two tops. Still, it mattered little to me - he were charming and with a good sense of humor. I appreciated both of those traits quite a bit.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 15, 2007 23:17:08 GMT -5
I smiled and looked at menu and then handed it to the servant. "Prime roast with potatoes au gratin." I said still with a grin, he bowed to us then turned and was off. My own attention turned back to Aurianne.
"Now," I said smiling. "Lets discuss the L'Envers wedding."
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 16, 2007 8:28:21 GMT -5
The smile was still on his face as he turned his attention towards the more business aspect of our newfound agreement, and I returned it, though my attentions became more serious and focused to listen well on what he had to say. "Of course," I replied. "Is there anything in specific that you had in mind?"
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 16, 2007 20:40:27 GMT -5
I smiled reaching out once more and ran my hand over her shoulder. "What you'll be wearing," I said picturing her in a laborate aray of clothing colors and styles. I leaned over and hovered my lips against her ear. "Or precisely what you won't be wearing when I take you home." I grinned devilishly and began to nibble at her ear lobe, my hand finding a home on her knee.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 17, 2007 16:47:31 GMT -5
Goosebumps prickled my skin at the feel of his lips so near one of the most sensitive areas of my body. A small, reserved smile lit my lips as I ducked my chin down some, though my face turned slightly towards his. "I've picked out a silk lavender dress," I said softly, "Though if that doesn't match what you had planned, I'd be willing to change it."
Desire swarmed me with the feel of his lips and teeth at my earlobe, the words from his mouth and his hand on my knee. I let out a breath stemming from pure want, my leg angling towards him more, discrete still, but wanting more of him. "What of you, my Lord?" I asked, my voice gasping slightly.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 19, 2007 1:20:55 GMT -5
Her eagerness made me almost giddy, I had her like putty in the palm of my hand and I marveled at how some women were so easily swayed. I ran my hand discretely up her leg and under her skirt before my fingers flicked out and brushed her nether mound. But, just as quickly as they had intruded, they were gone and both hands came to rest on the table, one reaching out to take my glass of wine.
"If its all the same to you I think I'd rather dress you in Trevalion colours." I said almost business like. "Though purple and yellow may be the colours the bride has chosen for her wedding, I find it tacky to match her wedding party. Don't you." I said eyeing her with a bit of a tease as I took a long sip of my wine. I loved the crimson shade she wore on her cheeks, call me what you will but my blood part boiled each time she blushed.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 20, 2007 13:16:06 GMT -5
Any other time I'd had balked discretely at being toyed with in such a fashion at an establishment like this, though Denis' hand was quick, snaking up my skirt and teasing my nether region before I could react. Against my better wishes I could feel my body stirring slightly, aching for more of his hand, and I took a long, if shallow, breath to steady myself.
"Only if you think of it as imitating the wedding party, my Lord," I said softly, my hands coming to fold in my lap as I crossed my thighs. "There is another thought, too, of celebrating the marriage and supporting a former adept by simply wearing a particular color." My cheeks remained colored, though it slowly began to filter away. Tacky? I shook it off mentally, not allowing myself to become affronted; he was the patron and I the adept, and I had no wish to start the night off by being left at a table on my own.
"I'm willing to change it if you would prefer, of course. Is there a particular style or cut that you had in mind?"
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 21, 2007 1:32:43 GMT -5
I could tell that my comment had left her with a bad taste in her mouth, I had to remind myself that Camellia's had just as much pride as any Azzallese and I would have to watch what I said in the future. If I wanted an adept I could beat into submission I would have contracted a Valerian.
"That may be true but I think the bride would be slightly displeased to see a bunch of ladies and lords dressed like her wedding party. How would we know the difference? I mean just because those are the colour's she's chosen for her wedding doesn't mean you have to show up in them." I said with a shrug and a smile taking a sip of my drink. "I see it more as standing out from the crowd, I'd imagine theres a heap load of adepts planning on doing the same, dressing in the colours of the wedding party. I would have thought some one as beautiful and perfect as you would want to stand out...not blend in." I raised a brow letting her question fad away some what. I was more curious at her mind right now and less interested in picking clothing patterns.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 21, 2007 6:54:29 GMT -5
I laughed softly, doing the best I could to let the slightly sour moment slip by and into brighter ones again. "In truth, my lord, I didn't even think of the color reference when I chose my dress; I picked it for the soft springy color, and because it felt nice against my skin."
It was the truth in all good honesty, and I took a sip of my wine before glancing back at him. "You don't think I could stand out even in a purple sea of people?" I asked, teasing him slightly, my humor apparent.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 21, 2007 19:37:37 GMT -5
I chuckled taking another sip of wine before setting it down and turning back to her. "Perhaps." I replied wrinkling my nose slightly with a smile. "But in honesty I want to see you in Trevalion colours." I flickered my gaze over her figure.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 21, 2007 21:28:23 GMT -5
I watched him with a curiously amused gaze as he took in my form again, though before I could respond the server returned with our orders. Once she set them down, she filled both our glasses up once more and left the bottle on a side stand, chilled and wrapped in a linen towel. "Trevalion colors it will be, then," I said, smiling at him.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 21, 2007 21:31:50 GMT -5
I turned to the servant as she placed down out meals and once she was gone I turned to Aurianne once more. "Good, if you'll give me your measurements I'll have a gown made for you." I took up my glass once more. "To new people." I said raising my glass in toast before we ate.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 21, 2007 21:41:57 GMT -5
I took up my glass as he did, my smile remaining joyfully. "To new people," I echoed before raising it, tilting the tip ever so slightly towards him before drinking to it.
As I set it down, I picked up my fork, my eyes moving from my glass and to the man before me. "As you would like. I'll write my measurements down for you later if you, or if you would prefer I can simply give them now."
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 21, 2007 23:11:49 GMT -5
"You can give them to me tonight." I replied taking up my fork and knife as well and began to dig into my dinner.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 21, 2007 23:19:58 GMT -5
I nodded and followed suit, remaining quiet a few moments as I ate my dinner, taking a pause every now and then to sip my wine. "I have to admit; the food is wonderful at midday, though it tastes better now than it ever did then."
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 22, 2007 20:36:30 GMT -5
"Its probably the company." I said taking a few more bites and smiling to her.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 23, 2007 13:07:45 GMT -5
His response brought an immediate smile from me. "You never know," I said teasingly, lowering my fork to take up my wine. I took a drink and set it down again to begin anew on my dinner, though in truth I was nearly done eating.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 23, 2007 13:16:49 GMT -5
Though my manners polite I had managed to eat as much as I could stomach so we could move onto something more interesting. I placed my knife and fork down and sat back taking up my wine and sipping it as I watched Aurianne finish eating herself.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 23, 2007 14:17:22 GMT -5
I finished less than a minute after Denis did, rounding it off with a sip of my wine before using my napkin to wipe my mouth gently. "That was delicious," I said with a smile, indicating to him that I was done as well. "Thank you for dinner."
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 23, 2007 14:22:21 GMT -5
I smiled back at her. "You're very welcome, it was my pleasure." I said watching her still with a slightly predatory eye.
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 23, 2007 22:53:29 GMT -5
I stilled under his gaze, though a ghost-like whisper of nibbles upon my earlobe made me move again, and I smiled, shifting in my seat a little. "Did you want any dessert?" I asked idly, my gaze dropping to my lap for distraction before rising back up to meet his.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 24, 2007 1:43:39 GMT -5
"I have desert waiting at my place." I said then finished my drink in one gulp. I reached out and poured the rest in equals to both Aurianne and my glass before taking another long sip. Before I could say anything more the servant arrived.
"Anything else my lord?" He asked humbly.
"No, the bill my good man." I said reaching for my coin purse. He nodded and before he could leave I paid it and then gave him a look of now shove off. I looked back to Aurianne.
"Ready?"
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Post by Aurianne nó Hughes on Aug 24, 2007 12:50:06 GMT -5
I nodded in response to his comment on dessert at home and had just picked up my glass for a last drink when the server showed up, humble and proper. Denis paid him and shot him a look of absolute unwanting, and I barely caught my lips from parting in outright shock. The server had done nothing wrong, nothing that warranted such treatment, and it made me think a touch on how things might be for Denis and I if I somehow put a foot wrong.
As his eyes came back to me, I nodded and smiled, feeling slightly more uneasy around him than I previously was. "I'm more than ready," I said softly, taking a drink of my wine before standing; despite the small skiff between he and the servant, I still was.
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Post by Denis de Trevalion on Aug 25, 2007 20:51:01 GMT -5
"Good." I said standing and offering my arm. "Lets be on our way."
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