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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 15:26:40 GMT -5
I inhaled deeply again and smiled looking forward.
"Where would you like to go?"
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 15:32:48 GMT -5
Smiling, I dropped my hand to my side while I still held his arm. "The only place I've been in Desir, and if I remember our earlier discussion neither of us have been out before, so where have you heard of? Or have we already discussed that as well?" Dropping my eyes for a moment, I looked back up at him through my lashes. "It really doesn't matter to me, as long as we get to spend some more time together."
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 15:39:26 GMT -5
I chuckled and sighed softly.
"I don't know, perhaps we should just go back to Desir. We can make it like a weekly dinner so that we can get to know each other before the masque." I raised my brows wondering if she would want to spend that much time with me.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 15:43:48 GMT -5
Nodding in acceptance and hoping I didn't sound too forward I grinned and answered, "That sounds like a wonderful idea. I'm looking forward to it." To seal the deal, I leaned over and brushed my lips softly against his cheek again.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 15:46:08 GMT -5
I swollowed hard at the feelings of her lips against my skin, I wondered if she was doing it on purpose.
"Good." I said looking forward and smiling.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 15:50:37 GMT -5
I was probably teasing him a little, and it wasn't nice. Flushing a little, I said, "I'm glad we both think it's good," a little lamely, trying to fill up the silence. I kept certain questions to myself and let him start the conversation this time.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 15:52:23 GMT -5
I couldn't think of anything to say, I wanted to kiss her again. All I could think of was her soft lips on mine.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 16:02:02 GMT -5
I could feel his hesitation, his nervousness which was so greater than my own. Spurred by a moment of inspiration, I looked up at him and said quietly, "I liked it when you kissed me. If I asked you to do it again, would you?"
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 16:05:25 GMT -5
I stopped and stepped the the side pulling her softly with me, we stood in a alley way. Taking the bunch of flowers from her hand I dropped them and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her to me. Leaning in I pressed my lips to hers, my hand moving to cup her face and caress a few strands of hairs against her face.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 16:15:26 GMT -5
My knees were a little weak and I leaned slightly against him, my hand going reflexively to rest on the side of his neck, holding his mouth against mine but not so firmly that he couldn't pull away when he wished. Ever so hesitantly I opened my mouth slightly, kissing him back as I gave a faint, sighing moan into his lips as my other hand found his cheek and stroked it, unconsciously mirroring the actions of his hand on my face. The blood pounding in my veins made it impossible to focus on the world around me and I closed my eyes and let myself sink into the sensations.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 16:20:12 GMT -5
The hand at my waist pulled her tighter to me revealing my desire, cupping her buttocks softly I let my tongue slip between her lips and dance with her tongue. What an amazing feeling.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 16:29:42 GMT -5
So consumed was I with the feeling of his tongue moving against mine and the pleasure it caused that it took me a moment to feel his hardness against my waist. Part of my mind trembled with the implications that became clear, the possibilities, but I wasn't as frightened of those consequences as I had thought I would be. Almost instantly my body responded as I pressed myself closer yet, even as I knew that nothing more could happen here, in this alley in the middle of the City. My hand on his neck pressed his mouth to mine a little more firmly and I moaned again, this time a more audible sound.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 16:33:46 GMT -5
Oh Elua I couldn't believe the desire, my hips began to move on their own against her, I wanted to take her there and knew I couldn't. I let my hand move from her face and down across her neck finally brushing over the swell of her breasts. I let my hand linger before coming to rest on her waist.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 16:45:29 GMT -5
I stifled a cry of sensation into a whimper of want against his mouth, my body bucking to press my breasts against his chest, wanting the feeling to deepen, lengthen, become more. The hand that had managed to remain on his face slipped back to run through his hair while the one that had rested on his neck ran across his shoulder to curl in the fabric there. My body and mouth found a rhythm within his movements and followed it, wondering where the line was that couldn't be crossed, wondering how far things could go before one of us lost their nerve. The feelings, the curiousity, the anticipation- my body flooded with heat at all of it and I moaned again, sure my skin was burning with desire.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 16:49:40 GMT -5
One of my hands pulled at her skirts lifting them but not really. I pulled her waist tighter to her my phallus straining against my breeches. The sensational feeling of the friction, my hips continued to pulse against her in need. I could barely breath but I kept my lips pressed against hers.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 16:58:37 GMT -5
At feeling my skirts lift slightly a thrill of fear ran through me, causing me a moment of fear that made me tremble, but it was soon calmed when his hand went no further and his lips remained pressed to mine. I didn't know how far he had gone, but I was sinking into sensation and was a little unnerved at my own body's own reluctance to stop on its own. Even as a virgin I knew how good all of this felt right now and was hard put to place controls on myself. Still, if one of us needed to draw that line, I would do it- this was not the place, though my body declared loudly that it was, at least, the time.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 17:04:00 GMT -5
I could feel the unease at my hand on her skirts and knew that I couldn't go any further. I pulled back slightly but still kissed her softly. The unwillingness in her made the desire quell though my phallus was still hard in my breeches. My hips stopped moving but my hands still pulled her into my body.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 17:12:34 GMT -5
Even as my mind was confused and secretly relieved my body wanted to press more firmly against his, to reclaim those lost sensations. Still, I held myself mostly in check except for leaning against him and my hand on his shoulder moving to run down his side, feeling his ribs and chest. "Oh gods, Simon, I like this," I whispered against his lips before pressing them to his again.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 17:15:33 GMT -5
Her words were like fire and I spun pushing her into the stone wall, I pressed her body to mine, my phallus hard against her and my hips began to move again. My other hand went her her face and cupped her pulling her lips tighter to me. I felt as though I was going to spill myself into my breeches and I fought against it.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 17:29:32 GMT -5
With a mixed cry of pleasure and surprise I curled my hand in his hair, pressing his mouth firmly against mine as he was doing to me. The fingers of my other hand went to his chest, scraping across the fabric there in an unconscious attempt to get at his skin. One of us was going to go insane with desire, and I wasn't sure it was going to be him. Something had to be done before I lost my will to refuse him entirely.
Pulling back from the kiss slightly I whispered against his lips, "Not here..anywhere..please...just not here. I can't think, but this all feels so good, please.."
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 17:34:36 GMT -5
Her words sobbered me and I pulled back shaking my head.
"No, I'm sorry. We should stop now." I said though I stole another kiss from her lips trying hard to steal myself from the desire. I pulled back slightly though my lips still pressed to hers.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 17:47:03 GMT -5
My heart was still racing, my breath still coming in gasps, but mentally I knew he was right. It was just hard to convince the rest of myself of that. "Why?" I moaned against his lips before I got ahold of myself. Once my breathing was a little steadier I said a little more sensibly, "I mean, we don't have to do..that..." Flushing slightly at my own meaning, I quickly added, "But..there are other things..." Trying to cover my ever-deepening flush I brushed my lips softly against his.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 17:50:06 GMT -5
I moaned against the thought, I pressed my fore head to hers and simply breathed for a moment needing to think. "I, I don't know if I could make it." I said pressing my hard phallus against her to remind her of how imposibly hard I was. "Nor stop myself once there." My hand snaked up to her breast and fondled it softly.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 17:58:59 GMT -5
Biting back a moan I arched my breast further into his hand as my hand in his hair went to stroke his cheek. "I trust you," I said, catching his eyes with mine and meaning it. "Whatever you decide, I will accept. Either way, I will still want to spend time with you and see how far this thing between us goes." Smiling slightly I said, "We would have to wait here until your..desires..weren't so obvious anyway."
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 18:04:13 GMT -5
I pulled back from her and stepped away turning so that I was facing away from those that would walk by. I leaned sideways against the wall and sighed pressing my forehead to the cold stone. I was glad it was winter as the cool air helped to cool my body.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 18:11:20 GMT -5
After surrepetiously straightening the lines of my gown I matched his pose, leaning against the wall a step away but facing him. Gently I worried my lower lip between my teeth as I watched his body and mind settle, my own much quicker to do so. almost unknowing I reached out a hand to run it over his face, but then I stopped for a moment, looking at him in askance before continuing.
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 18:16:36 GMT -5
I looked at her and shook my head taking her hand away from my face, I needed a moment, my phallus slowly returning to normal.
"I want you," I said softly. "I want to take you to the White Hart." I said not looking at her. "We can rent a room there." I looked at her softly making sure it was what she wanted as well.
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Post by Lessandrie de Mereliot-Romanov on Jun 25, 2006 18:22:54 GMT -5
My eyes locked with his for a moment before I looked down at the hands clasped in front of me. Flushing, deciding to say what needed to be said, I almost whispered, " I'm a virgin. I want this, I really do, you have no idea how much I do, but I don't know how far I can go tonight." Catching his eyes again, more subdued and a little frightened of his reaction, I added, "I want to try, but I don't know how I will react and I don't want to lead you on, to promise something I may not be able to give. I'm not one of those girls. If this has changed your mind, I will understand."
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Post by Simon de Valais(D) on Jun 25, 2006 18:24:42 GMT -5
I felt my phallus subside and took her hand leading out of the alley way I began back toward the White Hart Manor.
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