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Post by Princess Phreya de la Courcel on Jul 11, 2008 16:36:55 GMT -5
Dearest Noelle;
This missive comes late I know, but I've heard of the sickness and am leaving on the morrow to come back to the City of Elua. I should arrive just after you receive this and will come to your town home to see if you are hale.
I hope you are well.
Blessed Elua keep you safe.
Yours; Phreya
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Post by Noelle d'Aubigne on Jul 17, 2008 13:13:54 GMT -5
I was steadily getting better now; the healer was surprised how fast I was recovering. I'd turned for the good just before Denis arrived, and after... Leaps and bounds was the only way to describe it. I was still short of breath and prone to being tired easily, but the rash had thankfully disappeared and the pealing had been light; that too was gone.
I'd just come from my bath when Phreyas letter arrived, and I recieved it at my rarely-used desk, my thin robe wrapped around me in such a way that the male servants eyes lingered upon the low slit that showed the skin between my breasts. My mouth quirked in amusement as I gave him a 'come hither' look. It'd been far too long since I'd lain with another. A grin popped out on his face as he came to me, not hesitating in pressing me against my desk, his lips finding my neck in the way he knew I liked.
I gasped, moaning as I split my thighs around him, pulling his growing bulge against my core as I plucked the letter out of his hand. Wrapping my arms around him, I angled my head to the side and ripped the letter open, my eyes scanning it quickly, then reading more thoroughly over his broad shoulder. "My lover is coming," I murmured into his neck as I dropped the letter onto the desk. My hands went to his back and clawed at it through his shirt as he shoved his now hard bulge against my heat, bared by the split on my robe.
"Should I be jealous?" He growled it into my neck as I laughed, low and deep, pleased beyond words that Phreya was coming.
"Yes," I purred as I tangled my hand in his hair, wrenching his head back away from my neck. "You could never match her."
I crushed my lips against his as I began stripping him of his breeches, eager to have his thick phallus free and in my depths.
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