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Post by brimstone81 on Dec 11, 2006 12:08:44 GMT -5
((i thought I had replied to this a long time ago X0 ))
D"lon smiled too, but his was more cheesy. "'Tis a thing. I mean, a sad thing, when the wine is all gone." He sighed slightly and then cheered up, winking more suave than any one would think possible, "Aye, and you're not so bad yourself, milady." He smiled at her once again, patting the part of the bed beside him. Of course, not wanting to come across too strongly, he started to sing a bawdy drinking song that would be often heard in a tavren. "Sing with me!"
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 12, 2006 10:31:26 GMT -5
Elske laughed and took up the song fluidly. She was no singer but she wasn't terribly out of tune. Drinking songs, luckily, were usually up beat and being loud counted more than anything. This was quite the long one. Of course she was starting to feel the affects of the alcohol more and more. Why had she drunk so much so fast? The sound of the young man's voice brought her back to the present. She was being very loud but she was begginign to feel very tired. As the song ended she laughed again.
For no reason at all she yawned and started to take off her shoes. "You really ought to stay here tonight. No telling if you can make it home, let alone get there safely." She knew she was too far gone to be of any help. Next thing she knew she was sitting on the side of her bed, waiting for him to respond to her statement.
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Post by brimstone81 on Dec 12, 2006 21:17:37 GMT -5
D'lon finished singing. Sober he might be a fine tenor, but drunk, especially as he was, he was a bit slurry and very loud. After they sang he laughed and watched her take off her shoes. He had stood, this was usually the part where he left. But then she asked him to stay. She surprized him, but maybe that was because she was more mature than some of the other people he hung out with. He smiled softly, "You are very. . . thoughtful."
He watched her sit and then he sat next to her, and looked at her face. He tried to look in her eyes. There were so many things telling him to say something. . . sexy. But his tongue seemed to go soft and all he could think of saying was, "So that was good wine, wasn't it?"
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 12, 2006 23:25:06 GMT -5
Elske smiled, she remembered being that young and uncomfortable with this sort of thing. Though for her the uncomfortable part was only that she was worried about Islieth which she needn't have been. D'lon was his name, she reminded herself. Still he did know how to drink with the more experienced. Perhaps she could coax him out of this akwardness.
"I wouldn't offer you bad wine, unless I didn't think you could keep it down." Which she had done before, offered bad wine to people she knew were about to waste it by throwing up. Moving closer to him, she gently placed her hand on his shoulder. "Do you like massages?" She loved them, but she wasn't above giving them either. After hard training that day she knew she could use one, and no doubt so could D'lon.
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Post by brimstone81 on Dec 12, 2006 23:44:24 GMT -5
D'lon smiled slowly and nodded. He liked being touched. . . by women especially. He stopped himself from shivering with delight. All he could think about was her soft touch, and he was pretty sure that she had just moved closer to him. D'lon finally found his voice, "Yes, and I can drink all kinds of wine. But you are generous. I hope you don't mind taking turns. I like equality,"
He settled in, slightly leaning towards Elske, "Mmm. You're pretty good at making me feel welcome."
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 14, 2006 21:51:12 GMT -5
Though she could feign innocence at this point, Elske knew exactly what she was doing. Her second favorite thing to flying was seducing men. She kneaded out the knots in his back with just enough force. Elske didn't comment on his equality statement but she did lift his shirt a bit as she continued her massaging. She decided it was quite the hassle and lifted it over him. The massage was done when she kissed his back gently. "Now, that should feel better..."
The green eyed woman found herself much closer than she had though she was. Perhaps she had been drinking a little fast? HEr grin remained as she turned around, hoping his offer still stood to massage her in return.
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Post by brimstone81 on Dec 15, 2006 21:34:25 GMT -5
D'lon lifted his arms, and let her take his shirt off. He was liking where this was going. D'lon closed his eyes as she finished with a kiss on his back. He smiled to himself. She likes him, she likes him! Or at least she was a good actor. He turned to her slowly, his most seductive grin on his face-subtle but genuine. He wanted to bag this deal. His hands rubbed her shoulders a little tentivly at first, but then they started work their magic, slow and rhythmatic. He moved from the base o her neck and worked his way down her back, all the way to the sensitive, at least on his body, and the base of the spine just above the bum. He touched her lightly and and tried to be as sober as possible. This was not a time to be drunk and silently scolded himself for drinking too much.
He managed to scoot closer to her and rubbed her shoulders, whispering softly to her, "You know it worked better with out a shirt on. . ."
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 17, 2006 14:46:17 GMT -5
While D'lon was working wonders on her back, Elske was smiled to herself. There were never any regrets for her on nights like these. She looked forward to them. Though this could prove interesting with the age difference and experience differences. He mentioned taking her shirt off so she turned slightly, gave him the hint of a wink and took her shirt of tantalizingly slow.
"Clothing does get in the way, doesn't it?" Her voice was still the smooth toone she always had though the wine had muddled her brain a bit she was still fairly good at speaking. Of course she had been drunker than this several times.
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Post by brimstone81 on Dec 19, 2006 16:02:47 GMT -5
The rider sat real close to Elske now. His face was next to hers, and he smiled, "Well let me get rid of it for you, my dear." D'lon breathed in her ear as he fumbled around with her shirt. When he finally got rid of the shirt, he touched her shoulders lightly, "Doesn't this feel better?"
He moved his hands down as he did the first time, but this time he kissed the tops of her shoulders. More daringly he moved closer and kissed her neck. He closed his eyes, letting his hands roam down her arms. "I think that you have very love-ly arms."
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 27, 2006 0:18:41 GMT -5
Mmmmhmmm. That did feel better. She smiled inwardly. The feel of his hands on her bare skin was in that moment, the most wonderful feeling. Her skin felt silky smooth under his hands and she thought for a moment that she had missed the company of men , though they were the scum of Pern and the worst sort of dim glows imagineable.
Turning herself around so that she faced him, she spoke huskily, "Your lips make them feel lovelier..." Elske kissed him gently at first but with growing lust.
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Post by brimstone81 on Dec 27, 2006 0:41:22 GMT -5
D'lon smiled softly, and agreed with her entirely, "Why, yes my dear, I think they do. . ." He looked at her softly, thinking that at that moment she was one of the most wonderful creatures he ever set eyes on. And Tamurath maul him if he could live without women. He wanted nothing more than to. . . than to. . . what was the word he was looking for? Fly her. The word popped into his mind and he nodded. Yes. He wanted nothing more than to fly her, this most beautiful creature. . . Then her soft lips found his and he tried to return it just as gently, but kissed her on the corner of her mouth instead. He re-aimed and got it right the second time, and this time with more passion.
His right hand softly traced her left jawline, and he looked into her eyes, "My darling, I think you have the most perfect lips I have ever had the pleasure of brushing upon." He then kissed her lips, and moved down to her neck again. "Elske, what a wonderous neck you have. I wonder what other things you possess that I might find wonderful. . ."
Sure it wasn't his best, but it was the most he could think of to say. Soon he may not have much to say at all. His eyes roamed about her, and he leaned back on her bed with his left arm. With his right hand he absent mindedly twirled her hair. "Absolutly gorgeous. . ."
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 30, 2006 13:02:00 GMT -5
For being so young D'lon was doing quie well. Better than Elske would have thought on first impressions and also after drinking as much as he had. Not that she was so very far behind him in that regard. The greenrider ran her her hands over D'lon's upper body, stopping, tantalizingly close to where his pants covered him.
"Whyever do we bother with clothes?" She asked slightly annoyed, sounding much like a little girl who wasn't getting her way. There was no real purpose for the clothing and the only thing that was making this less than perfect was the fact that she was too drunk to really slide easily out of her own pants.
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Post by brimstone81 on Jan 2, 2007 1:10:20 GMT -5
D'lon laughed lightly, "Yeah, why bother with them?" He own hands came over hers and then slid them down to his pants, where he tried to take them off for her. It was a task undoing the belt, but once that was done, sliding out from them should be simpler, right? Well laying on the bed made it harder, but in a bit of time he was out. "Fair is fair. . ."
He leaned over to her and kissed her while playing with her remaining clothes to take them off. They needed to come off. Otherwise he might have a little fit. He still smothered her in kisses and anticipated what would most likely happen next. Maybe she should help him with the pants though. . . His fingers fumbled a bit, eyes closed part of the time when he was kissing her and all.
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Post by hrsegrl on Jan 5, 2007 15:39:28 GMT -5
"Agreed..." She smiled kissing him in return. After his pants were removed she tried not to be too giddy. She loved men. At least right now she did. Her hands moved down to her own pants. It took a bit longer than usual to get out of them but eventually she was rid of them and moving on.
Her body moved over his, a breast gently brushing across his chest. Her mouth was on top of his in seconds as she positioned herself on top of him.
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Post by brimstone81 on Jan 10, 2007 13:38:35 GMT -5
D'lon smiled and was feeling pure lust for her now, really for almost anything. He wondered if this drunken haze he was feeling would be anything like dragonlust after flight. . . He hoped he would be able to remember some of this in the morning. The greenrider was so ready for Tam to fly. And fly often. He a creature that was meant for lovin'.
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