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Shower (Unfinished)

[A Lady arrives home late at night?] -09:18 Dec 28
A Lady: Arriving home late late at night. All the Lady could think of was a hot shower and a glass of wine. She dropped her keys and purse by the door and walked on to the kitchen. -09:19 Dec 28
A Lady: Out from a small fridge came the bottle of red wine. Her favorite Cabernet for these frosted winter nights. She poured the glass and took a sip. A faint smile inching across her lips. She headed for the master bath. -09:24 Dec 28
A Lady: Her shoes came off first. Kicked aside on the rug with abandon. She raised a leg to rest on the side of her bed, reaching up under her skirt to begin sliding off one of her sheer stockings. -09:38 Dec 28
A Lady: One stocking dropped to the floor. The other came next. Her left foot rest on the bed as she pushed the slim slip of fabric down her thigh and over her calf. It too was dropped carelessly to the floor. -09:44 Dec 28
A Lady: Her hands moved to her hair as she plucked out each of the clips that had been holding the messy wave of curls on top of her head. Stepping over her discarded shoes she walked in to the bathroom. She blew a kiss to her reflection, before she ignored it and turned to the buttons on her blouse. -09:53 Dec 28
A Lady: One button after another was undone by swift and nimble fingers. With the last open, she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders to reveal creamy skin and a lace brazier. -10:16 Dec 28
A Lady: Stepping over to the shower, she twisted the knob and test the temperature until it was comfortably hot. The room quickly began to fill with steam. Slipping her thumbs under the waistband of her skirt, she shimmied it down over her hips and kicked it out of the way with her foot. The panties she was wearing didn’t match her bra in color, but were also in a simple satin and lace. Her hands rest on her hips as she took a moment to admire her reflection, and frown at those little bits she always nit picked over. -10:34 Dec 28
[A Mister Is woken by the sound of the shower?] -10:37 Dec 28
A Mister: A man rustled at the other end of the bed, roused by the sounds of the lady coming home late at night. He could hear the sounds of the shower in the other room, and spotted the leggings and blouse at the edge of the bed. After a minute, he drug himself out of bed, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, and a black T-shirt. -10:42 Dec 28
A Mister: He made his way over to the bathroom door, and cracked it open just in time to see the woman frowning at herself in the mirror. He smiled at her, and walked into the bathroom, walking behind her, and threw his arms around her midsection in a loose embrace, feeling her soft and tender skin beneath his more rugged texture. -10:45 Dec 28
A Lady: With the steam of the bathroom quickly filling the space, her reflection had now been masked. The sudden embrace was followed by her surprised gasp, and then a soft melodic laugh as she leaned backwards against his solid exterior. She didn’t feel the need to say a word. -10:47 Dec 28
A Mister: The man felt no need for words either. After a moment of embrace, he slowly slid his hands around her body, and up her back. He softly slid he finger tips up her spine to her bra clasp, and slowly undid it, letting the garment hit the floor with a soft thud. He could admire her beauty, the foggy backlight adding to the creamy softness of her supple skin, making her look as though she had dropped from heaven itself. He Smiled softly at her as he spun her around slowly, it was her turn. -10:52 Dec 28
A Lady: There was a slight quirk of her eyebrow. That silent question following the briefest quirk of a smile at the corner of her lips. The steam in the air was giving her bare skin the softest sheen. Having her quiet moment interrupted didn’t seem to bother her, as her hands gripped the bottom of his t-shirt. She slowly pushed it upwards, letting her fingers tease his skin and taking her sweet time. -10:55 Dec 28
A Mister: The man chuckled a bit at her reaction, and helped her pull his shirt off at the end, letting it drop to the floor. It was his turn again, and he was going to take his sweet time alright. he placed his hands on her hips, and slowly slid his right hand around to her ass, resting it there for a moment. His left hand slowly started to move it’s way upward, eventually cupping her right breast. He wasn’t groping or anything…not yet anyway. He then slowly leaned in for a single, soft kiss. -11:03 Dec 28
A Lady: A curve of a wicked smile crossed her face when he touched his mouth to hers. She rose on her toes, the new height allowing her to slip one arm around his neck. Nipples brushed up against his chest as she leaned in closer. The sensation drawing them to supple peaks. But she was more distracted with darting her tongue out to tease his lips. -11:08 Dec 28
A Mister: The man smiled at her reaction, aggressive and wanting. He took his left hand from her breast to wrap it around her waist, drawing her closer to him. his right hand slowly found it’s way around the lace trim of her panties, and slid down between her legs, where his middle finger began to sloooowly began to rub against her clit. He began to kiss her a little more, adding his tongue to hers. -11:14 Dec 28
A Lady: Sighing in delight, a faint moan was grumbled against his mouth. She captured his bottom lip between her teeth for a small nip then sucked gently to ease any pain. Her free hand gripped at his shoulder, moving downwards to graze fingernails ever so lightly over his chest. -11:18 Dec 28
A Mister: A feeling of enjoyment came to the man, he could feel himself begin to get hard, and the harder he got, the harder and more vigorously he pressed into her clit, rubbing faster and with more passion. when he was done, he was hard, easily visible as it started to tug at his waistband, revealing a gap at the top. He slid her panties off in one quick motion, and awaited her move. -11:23 Dec 28
A Lady: Between her legs was throbbing and hot with need. She very nearly mewled a sound of complaint when he stopped. The moment her panties were gone, she cast that slow smirk again. Her finger hooking on to the waistband of his boxers, tugging the band lower until his cock bounced free. She let go of the waistband with a snap, casually brushing her fingers against the tip of his head before curling them around the shaft in a gentle squeeze. -11:28 Dec 28
A Mister: His cock began to throb as she brush against his head. He responded by letting his boxers hit the floor. he then took one finger, and gently hooked in just inside her vagina. he began to gently pull, walking backwards slowly towards the shower. He climbed in, and offered her his other hand to help her climb in. -11:34 Dec 28
A Lady: She was gasping between her teeth, moving forward by his unorthodox beckoning. She released his cocking, taking his hand to follow in to the shower. The hot water pouring over her body didn’t seem to match the heat she had growing between her thighs. Her hands reached out, pushing against his chest until his back hit the cold tile. Her body pressing up against his as she tilted her head to nibble at the curve of his neck. Teeth nipping sharply at sensitive flesh. -11:38 Dec 28
A Mister: The man moaned, letting her bite for a few moments while he went back to slowly rubbing her clit. After a minute, he traded positions with her, and dropped down to his knees. he spread her legs apart, and pressed his mouth to her lips. He buried his nose in her clit, while his tongue began to harshly lick the entire length of her lips. -11:43 Dec 28
A Lady: Sucking in a breath at the sudden mix of cold tile and wet tongue, her vocal exclamation seemed to bounce right off the walls. Her head fell back against the shower wall as her hips moved forward against the nuzzling of his nose. She dropped a hand down on to his head, tangling her fingers in to his now wet hair and tugging in time with every moment her body shuddered in reflex. -11:48 Dec 28
A Mister: The man was focused now, he took great pleasure in this kind of thing. He reached over to a shelve without stopping. He grabbed a bottle of lube that they kept for this sort of thing, and cracked it open. He poured a bit into his hand, and replaced the bottle. He ran his hands together, and slowly worked a hand through her legs. He never stopped licking and rubbing as he slowly plunged his middle and index finger deep into her ass. It was rather slow, letting her stretch and get comfortable with it. But, after he was in, he began to thrust in and out, pressing his fingers roughly into the muscular wall that separated his fingers from her vagina. -11:55 Dec 28
A Lady: Her moan was low, frustrated… but so deeply pleased that she didn’t voice a complaint. Even her toes were starting to curl, while her muscles clenched around his fingers. Her hand suddenly released his hair, both arms raising above her head to brace against the low ceiling. -12:00 Dec 28
A Mister: The man smiled as she moaned in frustration. It was only a minute more before he stopped thrusting, and started to stand before getting her off. He was a huge tease like that. He reached over to grab the body wash, and turned the water down so it wasn’t spraying on them anymore. He put a rather large amount of the soap in his hands, and began to slowly rub her down, starting at her chest, and working his way around her body. He rounded her shoulders, along her neck, fondled her breasts, rubbed her back, smoothed her stomach, coated her inner thighs, and rubbed her legs, and even under her feet and between her toes. He then picked her up and laid her down on the cold, hard tile floor, and began to kiss her vigorously, sliding against her now entirely soapy body as he fondled her breasts, pulling at her tits and groping harshly, getting back into the mood. And, since she was so slick, she would find it hard to go anywhere at all. she would be stuck until he helped her up, or turned the water on her. -12:10 Dec 28
A Lady: Being washed after a long day of work was a lavish experience. Once she had no intentions of taking for granted. After all, she loved the feel of his hands rubbing up and down her body. What she was not so fond of was prolonged torture! Her impatience was starting to show as she writhed beneath him on the shower floor. Returning his kiss with a feverish and eager desire. And though she could not escape, she could still play the game. Her leg slid up, slick with soap and rubbed up against that sensitive area between his thighs. Grinding upwards with sinful promise. -12:16 Dec 28
A Mister: The man smiled down at her, an evil little grin, one that let her know that he was going to have his fun. He took his right hand and slid it down her side, and took his middle, index, and ring fingers, and with extreme slowness and suspense, slid them between her lips, feeling as her walls stretched, quivered and conformed to his fingers. It was only after her insides had calmed that he began to dig into her clit with a renewed passion with his thumb. -12:24 Dec 28
A Lady: Gasping at the sudden invasion, her hips bucked against his hand. Trapped there on the floor, she could only listlessly toss her head from side to side. Revealing in that throbbing penetration. Her hands clenched and unclenched at the sides of her head. Running through her own hair before they slid down over her breasts and stomach. One hand locked around his wrist, tempted to pull him away, but released suddenly when her body gave a delicious shiver. -12:32 Dec 28
A Mister: The man was pleased that she didn’t pull him away. And, with that, he slowly began to curl his fingers inside her, pushing deep into her, and rubbing against her clit with his thumb. He lowered his head, and began sucking harshly at her nipple, while fondling her other breast with his free hand. -12:36 Dec 28
A Lady: She couldn’t take it much longer. The heady sensations were building so strong, it was a struggle to keep her sense. She tangled the fingers of one hand in to his hair, gripping tightly and pulling with no remorse. Her free hand slid back between them. Her thumbnail grazing against the v of his groin until her fingers found his shaft again. She squeezed gently and then hard, tugging his cock downwards in a not so subtle suggestion. -12:44 Dec 28
A Mister: he man smiled, but shook his head. He hadn’t had his fun yet. He slowed down some, and stopped the curling of his fingers, just to add some thrusting, and a really slow twisting action, spinning ever so slowly within her. He would end it soon, but only after she couldn’t take it anymore. It always feels the best after you want it so desperately anyway. Not only did he find personal enjoyment out of prolonging her climax, He knew that she would appreciate it at the end. -12:49 Dec 28
A Lady: Her sudden laughter was a low throaty sound mixed with a growl. She loved it, she loved him. But the need for release had her head swimming. Her bottom lip was drawn in to her mouth between her teeth. Bitten down on with each moan she was trying to suppress. The grip on his cock tightened, stroking him with the intent to delight and distract him as badly as he was doing to her. -12:55 Dec 28
A Mister: He moaned softly, his overly hard cock throbbed with the sensations. He took his cock out of her hand, and grabbed the bottle of gel again. he hit the tip of it, and then went to pick up her lower body. he rested her legs on his knees, putting her ass in the air, and then slowly penetrated her ass, driving in slowly, but deeply. The feeling was amazing, her tight walls squeezing tightly around his cock. after just a moment, he began thrusting in and out of her. He took his fingers in her vagina, and angled them downwards, pushing down into her muscles with the same timing as his thrusts. he began to thrust harder, keeping time with his fingers. He wanted to see how far he could bring her, and maybe even get her off twice. -01:04 Dec 28
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Mark My Words

Some long overdue smut for Gabriel and Evangeline! They are so cute together!

Gabriel lifted his head, tugged on her gown. He wanted her out of it and he wanted himself out of his clothes. He wanted to feel her body against his and press himself against her, know what it was really like to lose yourself in someone and not do so out of anger. She made him feel complete, she was that missing part of him.

Evangeline could tell something was different. Maybe it was the way he pulled at her gown, as if it was something in the way. She smiled at that but then she reached up to cup his face. She could feel his eyes on her, as if she was the only person in the world, the only person who mattered. It made her feel warm and fuzzy inside but the intensity of his gaze also made her heart beat faster. “Gabriel …?” she asked, uncertain.

Gabriel turned his head to kiss her palm. “I am fine, Evangeline. Better than I ever thought I could feel.” And he meant it. He lowered his head to brush his lips against hers. “Let me love you, Evangeline,” he asked, whispering. “I’ve showed you I care in so many ways except one.” His body was tense. He was nervous but he was determined to do this. That was … if she let him. He was through with hurting her. He wanted to heal her.

Evangeline smiled and nodded. Her heart swelled and she could feel tears of happiness beginning to burn. But she willed it away. If she started to cry now, Gabriel would stop and think he was hurting her. Her Gabriel. Her vampire in shining armor who always saved her and never hesitated to do it, no matter the danger to himself. She wanted to answer him but she didn’t trust herself to say something before she really burst into tears.

Gabriel kissed her again, deep and long. His mouth moved against hers, hot and demanding, and he growled softly when she responded in kind. His hands went to her hips and then moved up, trying to figure out this damn piece of clothing or else he’d rip it off of her or make it disappear altogether. He didn’t want to do either of the last two because he didn’t want to scare her. This was a special time. He realized something and slowly broke the kiss. “Evangeline, have you …”

Evangeline felt her cheeks turn hot as it dawned on her what he was asking. Would he change his mind about this, if he knew? But she realized it didn’t matter if he knew the truth or not. Gabriel loved her for who she was. She shook her head shyly. “.. Have you …?” She had been his first kiss but that didn’t mean he couldn’t have made love to someone before!

The smile Gabriel gave her was warm. “No. You will be my first.” And he was going to make it the best time for her that he could. He nuzzled her cheek as his hands moved and his fingers found the fastenings for the corset. They were quick and just as he had opened it completely, his mouth took hers in another deep kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth and licked at hers as his hands moved away to take care of the rest of the gown.

Evangeline moaned into Gabriel’s mouth. He was so intense, so passionate. It would have scared her if she hadn’t felt the same way. It felt like she’d waited so long for this moment and now it was happening and he was leaving her breathless. All she could do was grasp his shoulders and be grateful she was lying down; he was making her melt. She felt him pushing her skirts up one hand stole underneath. She broke the kiss, gasping when his hand slid between her legs.

“Open for me, Evangeline,” he whispered, looking up into her face to gauge if he was doing something wrong or making her have second thoughts in anyway. But her expression … It took his breath away. She was the greatest gift ever, a woman with a pure, innocent soul who’d dealt with so much and asked for so little in return. He could sense her uncertainty but ultimately trust won out and her legs opened. He smiled again and gave her a kiss on the mouth for encouragement at the precise moment that his fingers found her slit and stroked her. “You are the greatest gift ever.”

Evangeline swallowed and gasped! Her body was tingling in places she never thought you could tingle and so warm. And the way he was touching her and the words he said … It all made her feel alive and … It was wonderful! She blushed and smiled up at him. “Oh, Gabriel, I love you …” She cupped his face, leaned up to kiss his mouth. “You’re in my heart,” she whispered, remembering that part of their vows to each other.

Again, he kissed her lips back, turned his head to kiss her palm. “And you will always be in mine,” he replied just as he felt his fingertips grow wet against her hair, slid one finger inside of her gently. He forced himself to be patient, to just watch and wait as her muscles stretched and tightened around his finger. Her hips jerked, her hands clutched his shoulders. The gasp she let out was not one of pain but surprise and as he slowly moved his finger inside of her, the moan that followed was one of pleasure.

Evangeline’s heart was beating oh so fast! She tried to bite her lip to keep from crying out but suddenly she gasped and moaned! She was so wet and he was making her even wetter! And hotter, yes, he was definitely making her hotter! Her body was doing strange and unusual things, new things that felt incredible! And she was doing them with Gabriel. “What are you …?” Her voice trailed off. It was a wonder she could focus at all!

Gabriel’s finger stopped. “Stretching you,” he answered. “This way your body is ready for me. Pain will be at a minimal.” At least he hoped it would. But he would not let fear stop him now, not when he wanted to make love to Evangeline. It was the one thing he found himself ever wanting so badly. To show Evangeline just how much she meant to him. Then he started to thrust into her again, slowly, gently, shallow thrusts. He wanted to give her a taste of what was to come.

Evangeline lay her head back as her body moved with his finger. She would have been fairly certain this was a dream except … the sensations she was feeling were definitely real! Her muscles stretched and tightened around his finger. He never went too deep as to break her hymen but his finger was beginning to move faster and harder. She was breathing hard and something was … building and … Oh God, building! Especially when he added that second finger! She didn’t know she could stretch so much and yet, she was! Those fingers moved faster and faster and when she had her first climax, she stiffened and gasped and just lay there, to catch her breath.

Gabriel smiled and pulled his finger out. He leaned up to kiss her lips and then moved his attention to that gown of hers. Even with the corset open, he found the only way to get rid of it without tearing it would be to pull it over her head. His lips quirked up at one corner and he tugged on her gown. “Did you want this in one piece?”

Evangeline laughed. She couldn’t help it. His question came out of the blue and despite the fact his tone was as indifferent as ever, she could feel the impatience underneath. “Yes, please. It feels exquisite, doesn’t it?” she asked, running a hand over her gown. Although it reminded her of her time spent in the Devil World as Malsuada’s slave, it also reminded her of being bound to Gabriel. And, as Caroline had put it, it was like her wedding dress. That fact alone made it precious to her.

Gabriel raised an eyebrow at it. Exquisite didn’t quite describe it. But Evangeline wanted it intact and he couldn’t refuse her. He nuzzled her cheek. “Not as exquisite as you.” He kissed her lips softly before he took her skirt and began to pull it over her head.

Evangeline blushed and kissed him back. He always knew just the right thing to say. She had a feeling he’d be giving her warm fuzzies for a very long time to come. As the gown began to lift higher, she found herself becoming uncertain, shy, nervous. This was still all so new to her and she wanted to give Gabriel back for how he was making her feel. “… Gabriel?” she asked.

Gabriel paused. The gown was up to her breasts now. “Yes …?”

Evangeline reached up to caress his cheeks, then run her fingers through his hair. She loved his hair. It never ceased to amaze or amuse her that for a vampire who wasn’t too eager to take baths regularly, his hair was always soft and easy to run her fingers through. “Maybe … I can … return the favor …?” she asked, hopeful and nervous, too. She had never done this and she didn’t want to ruin things but she wanted to show Gabriel how she felt about him, just like he was doing for her.

“Of course,” Gabriel replied, turning his head to nuzzle her fingers. He nipped them playfully, smiling softly when she squeaked again. “But first, I want to do this for you, for me. And after … I am all yours.” He began pushing the gown up again. Evangeline had the most beautiful skin, a fair complexion that seemed to glow slightly with the light of her soul. And to him, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. He sighed softly. “You have no idea how beautiful you are.”

Evangeline smiled and felt herself blushing again. She was pretty sure she had exactly an idea. It was there, in the way he spoke, the way he kissed her, nuzzled her. He thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. No, he believed in it. And he really was all hers. She opened her mouth to tell him how lucky she was only to gasp and arch her back when his tongue licked a nipple, then slid his mouth over it. He sucked on her breast, slow but firm as one hand moved up to caress the other. She clutched his shoulders as her body grew hotter and wetter and she moaned his name.

Gabriel quickly learned that there was no sound sweeter than Evangeline moaning his name. She shuddered, her blood raced, her heartbeat sped up. He gave her nipple one more lick as he pulled his mouth off before he withdrew to take care of her gown completely. And not a moment too soon, he found as he draped it over the dresser close to the bed and returned to stroking her body. She was so warm, so hot and willing. It was a testimony to how patient he was being, not to rip off some clothing and take her now. He quickly returned to her breasts. Now both hands cupped them as he rubbed them in circles against her chest as his thumbs brushed her nipples. He blew on the wet nipple he’d sucked and licked earlier making her gasp again and arch her back.

Evangeline was in heaven! Her hands covered his, then moved up his arms, smiling. He was still fully clothed. Yes, he was a very eager vampire and she loved him with ever fiber of her being. “Gabriel …” she whispered, tugging on his sleeve. “I shouldn’t be the only one naked here,” she said with a smile.

There was a soft chuckle above her. “My apologies.” He broke away from her to undress. He was a little more carefree about where he put his clothes, except for his gun holster, which he put on the dresser next to her gown. Everything else from his boots to his coat wound up on the floor or at the foot of the bed. When the last piece of clothing had been taken care of, he moved between her legs and nuzzled the spot between her breasts.

Evangeline blushed as she spread her legs wider to accommodate him. He was hard and lean and it was far different to be naked with him now than those times when she’d managed to make him take a bath. There was not an ounce of fat on him. She reached up to run her fingers through his hair and hold his head to her. He was the sweetest man ever and she really was mad … madly in love with him. She swallowed when she felt his length pressing up against her thigh.

Gabriel felt her stiffen slightly and he paused. He moved his head up to nuzzle her neck, where her pulse beat strongest. Later, he would have to feed but for now … now he wanted to make love to this woman and make her completely his. It had been a fool’s move not to have done it before. “I love you, Evangeline Clark,” he whispered into her ear, nibbled on her earlobe. “Do you accept me?”

Evangeline blushed and a shiver ran through her when she felt his teeth on her ear and his words … Sweet heaven! She could feel how hard he was and realized that the choice lay with her. If she wanted to, she could refuse him, and he would stop. He wouldn’t force himself on her, he would never force himself on her. But he wanted her so intensely. No, he needed her and she needed him. She nodded. “Yes, Gabriel. I love you and I accept you.”

Gabriel’s heart soared when he heard her say that. He brushed his lips against hers. “Thank you, Evangeline,” he whispered just before he seized her mouth in a long kiss and, with both hands on either side of her, sunk himself inside. He groaned into her mouth. It took every ounce of control not to just drive every inch of his cock into her body but she was already so tight! He didn’t want to hurt her.

Evangeline gasped into his mouth. He was so big! Her muscles tensed and stretched and she was glad he had taken the time to stretch her in the first place. She didn’t stop kissing him though but she cupped his face when he suddenly stopped. He had come up against something, her hymen. She finally broke the kiss and felt him clenching his teeth. “Are you alright …?”

Gabriel’s smile was a tight one. He nodded once. “Your hymen. I need to break it. It will hurt but–” He stopped when she put a finger to his lips and he looked up at her.

There was a soft smile on Evangeline’s face. She nodded. “But I want you to do this. I trust you.” She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her again and when he drove deeper into her, breaking that barrier, she cried out into his mouth. It really did hurt! But as he held his hips and made small thrusts inside of her, the pain dulled and it wasn’t long before he drove every inch of himself inside of her.

Gabriel groaned and broke the kiss once he was completely inside of her. She was so tight! He stopped to slip her legs around his hips as he raised himself above her, hands on either side of her. Her muscles were stretching for him, her slit was so wet and as he thrust into her over and over, he broke the kiss and she began to moan his name.

Evangeline clutched his shoulders. “Uhhh …” she gasped. One hand moved down and she heard Gabriel groan again above her when her hand reached between them. This was … Oh God, this was divine! It fascinated her even as her body moved with his and her legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper. He was filling her completely. In and out, in and out. He drove deeper and his thrusts sped up. Her hand returned to his shoulder and her nails dig into his flesh.

Gabriel hissed under his breath. He was moving faster inside of her, wanting her to climax first. He didn’t have to wait long as she nearly bounced beneath him. She was panting and moaning and suddenly she arched her back and screamed his name! He smirked as he paused when her muscles clamped even tighter around him. It only took him a few more thrusts before he, too, reached his peak. He groaned and pushed himself as deep as he could before his orgasm hit and he filled Evangeline with his seed.

Evangeline was very aware of Gabriel climaxing but could only moan. “Hmm …” She smiled in contentment as Gabriel lay on top of her, wrapped his arms around her waist and moved to lie down on his side. He didn’t break away from her so she rolled and wound up on her side as well, snuggled up against him. She put her head against his chest as he pulled the covers over the two of them. “Are you sure you’ve never made love to someone before?”

Gabriel took her hand and kissed the palm. “Indeed. But it will not be the last time I make love to you, Evangeline. Mark my words.”

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Happy Valentine’s Day

February 14th. A long, hard, crazy February 14th. Valentine’s day.

There was the cherub hanging around the office. The bags of Valentine cards. Phone calls from women (and even some men!), one insane radio promotion thanks to Tali, and he didn’t even want to think about the gaggle of faeries. He ran in to nearly every person in town except the one person he wanted to see. All Aidan MacGregor wanted to do now was sleep.

Aidan dragged his feet as he headed straight for his bedroom in the tiny little apartment. His coat was tossed off somewhere on the way, along with his shoes and socks. Crossing the threshold in to his room, he fell face first in to bed.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed something out of place. Or rather, not so much out of place as… something that hadn’t been there before. Reaching a hand out towards the nightstand, he picked up the book. The Land and Mythos of Leprechauns. He grinned as he flipped it over. On the back was a pricetag sticker for The Page Turner. Aidan had been reading that one on and off for the past two weeks. Every time he stepped in to Sasha’s shop.

Setting it back on the nightstand, he rolled out of bed, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked towards the closet. Pulling the door open with his foot, he paused. In the back of the closet was a small crack of light. That definitely wasn’t there this morning when he was getting dressed. Aidan stepped inside the closet, pushing some of his clothes aside. It was a door. With a curious blink, he nudged the door open wider, a familiar scent gracing his senses.

The room was warm, decorated with classic hand-me-down furniture. A scarf thrown over a lamp. Random articles of clothing on the floor. Aidan stepped backwards, closing the door with him. Strange. He opened the door a second time. …Still the same room! It didn’t take a genius to realize it was Sasha’s. He could recognize her style and perfume from a mile away. Aidan didn’t have any time to think harder on it, as soft footsteps could be heard coming down the hall towards Sasha’s room. He closed the door quickly, pressing his ear against it to listen. There was the rustle of clothing, two clonks of shoes hitting the floor.

Aidan knocked softly on the door. There was a pause of silence followed by a muttered “Oh shit!” He grinned at the voice, knocking once again. Silence. Aidan glanced back towards his room at the book on the nightstand. It was still Valentine’s Day. Not too late for a little gift.

Clearing his throat, he knocked on the door a third time. But instead of speaking… he sang! “I am a man who will fight for your honor! I’ll be the hero you’re dreaming of~!” Aidan wasn’t exactly the best singer, and he might have sounded a lot worse than he would have hoped.

There a mumbled “He isn’t.” on the other side, nearly interrupting his song with snickering.

You’ll keep me standing tall, you’ll help me through it all. I’m always strong when you’re beside me. I have always needed you. I’ll never make it alone…

The door suddenly opened, Aidan having to stand up quick before he tumbled in behind it. Sasha blinked at him, with an examining gaze, seeming to be indecisive on whether or not she was annoyed or amused.

“Hey…” He said, flashing her a grin. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Sasha shook her head, unable to keep from returning his grin. She leaned in the doorway. “Hi.”

Common sense told him to say goodnight, close the door and go to bed. But common sense couldn’t have imagined how nice she looked with that crooked grin, or how her hair fell over her shoulders, or the way she wiggled her toes. So when Aidan tilted forward resting an arm on the doorway over his head and pressed his lips to Sasha’s, common sense decided to take a vacation.

If Aidan were thinking he may have been surprised that instead of a smack, Sasha was returning his kiss. Her fingers curling around the fabric of his opened shirt. Raising a hand, he grazed his thumb across her cheek. His hand moved, resting at the back of her neck with his fingers entwined in red hair. A gentle tug on his shirt pulled him forward as the kiss was broken. With every step backwards Sasha made, Aidan stepped forward, never more than an inch of space between them.

Sasha’s hands pushed his shirt off his shoulders as Aidan brushed feather soft kisses across her cheek and down her neck. A murmur escaping her lips while his arm locked around her waist. Her hands ran over his chest and his stomach, subtly loosening his belt and pulling it free. Aidan pulled her shirt up slowly, hands caressing every inch of her skin until he pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside.

Capturing her mouth again, the rest of their clothes were abandoned piece by piece as they inched their way to the bed. Sasha pushed Aidan gently until he fell back, sitting on the bed. Linking her arms tightly around his neck she straddled him. Aidan gripped her hips firmly, guiding her comfortably as he muttered her name against her lips. That electrifying feeling of flesh against flesh was mesmerizing as they moved in rhythmic motion.

With heat flushed checks, Sasha gripped Aidan’s shoulders tightly at the sudden shockwave of pleasure. Resting her forehead against his, her voice was breathless.

“I love-”

“Oh shit!”

Sasha sat up in bed, clutching a hand to her pounding heart. Her body warm and tingling with the sensation of touch, but the room was empty. It was the middle of the night and it was just a dream…?

…What a dream!

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The Mission

The Mission. One must focus on the mission. Assassinations between factions of the Trade Federation was not to be taken lightly. It required every amount of focus to keep yourself from saying the wrong thing, stepping the wrong way and getting yourself killed.

So why now, was he in this small closet of a room, tugging on the collar of his shirt and cursing at the heat as he watched a bead of sweat slide down the neck and shoulder of his very attractive padawan?

Adam growled under his breath. Before he knew what he was doing his hand had reached out, cupping the back of Eva’s head and pulling her to him. His mouth took hers in a greedy kiss, sliding his tongue over hers before slipping between her lips. She made a soft sound of surprise, but in an instant her own hands were roaming under his shirt and grazing over taunt muscles.

The temperature of the tiny room had to of shot up ten degrees. An arm snaked around Eva’s waist, lifting her up from the ground and resting her against the door. The hand at the back of her head drifted down, brushing over her neck and shoulders. It glided down to her breast, cupping it in his hands with a gentle squeeze. Adam broke the kiss, his mouth trailing down her jaw to where her pulse was beating a mile a minute. He mumbled an unheard phrase about her skin as he nuzzled his nose against her neck.

Eva sighed. To say she didn’t want this would have been a lie. Months of working with Adam had grown in to an attraction. The way his body moved in a fight, or how his mouth curved in to a smirk every time he made a joke. A mouth that was now brushing across the exposed skin of her breasts, her shirt having been pushed up over her chest. She sucked in a breath as he pulled a taunt nipple in to his mouth. Sucking gently at first, then giving a small nip that caused shivers to tickled through her spine.

The way her body body shuddered was making him hard, nearly as much as the soft sounds of her sighs. His tongue flicked over her nipple before he moved his head to give attention to her other breast. She was beginning to twist against him, growling impatient words. Eva’s hands dropped from caressing his chest down to his abdomen. Her fingers slipped under the waistline of his pants, pulling loose the belt there. “Are you going to play or are you going to take me, old man?” she muttered in to his ear.

Old man? Adam’s head jerked up to frown at her. Eva was casting him her usual taunting smile. His frown shifted in to a smirk as a hand moved down to her thigh and squeezed. “This old man can teach you a few things.” he replied. Leaning forward, he captured her mouth again to kiss her hard. His hand mouth upwards over her thigh, slipping between her legs. He was rewarded with a gasp of surprise against his mouth, of which he responded with another smirk. “I think I like this skirt after all.”

Eva could only moan his name while his hand nudged aside the flimsy silk of her panties and a finger found it’s way in to her slit. He stroked her in slow smooth motions, sliding not one but two fingers inside her. Adam took her mouth his again, kissing her in time with his movements. She was wet, hot, the sensation of pleasure building and building..!

She gave a sound of protest when his hand suddenly withdrew, but it was squelched as the head of his member nudged against her. Eva’s hand moved, wrapping her fingers around his shaft to give a gentle squeeze. She brushed her thumb over it’s head, taking amusement in the low deep moan escaped him. Eva guided him, leaning her head back and bracing her hands on his shoulders when he took one swift thrust! Her body stretch to accept the invasion. Burned with aching desire as Adam took her hips and started moving.

Sweet ecstasy started to build as Adam thrust deeper, quickening his pace. Eva wrapped her legs around him, digging her fingers in to his shoulder. His breath came out in short ragged breaths while he locked an arm around her waist. He continued to move harder, faster. Bracing his hand against his rear so he could drive every inch of himself in to her.

Eva could feel her desire growing stronger until her whole body stiffened! With his name on her lips, she shuddered with climax. Her muscles tightening around his shaft as he continued to thrust. Moments later Adam’s own orgasm hit. He drew her tightly to him, spilling his seed with short jerking motions. When the spasms subsided, he didn’t release her. Only held her close and brushing his lips against her ear.

Wow.

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Tease

Gabriel’s arms went around her, responding to her kiss in kind as his hand caressed the small of her back and then lower to give her rear a gentle squeeze. Murmuring his name against his lips, Evangeline pressed a hand to his chest. Guiding him backwards with both hand and body until he had moved back to the sofa. Her hands never left him as she knelt on the floor, breaking away from the kiss to plant a trail over his jaw and to his neck. Her fingers were blazing their own trail as they danced over his chest and glided across his stomach. His body tensed and he gave a low groan as she curled her fingers around his shaft. There was no mistaking his desire for her, and it was his restraint that had her smitten. As her thumb moved back and forth she could feel how difficult it was for him to allow her to take the initiative!

Evangeline smiled against his skin as she nipped against his neck again. Her lips brushing softly over his shoulder and down his chest. Gabriel could not help but watch, intrigued yet amused. Oh yes, he definitely was enjoying her game! His heart beat faster still as his muscles contracted against the cool flicker of her tongue against his stomach. But it’s when she moved lower and took him in to her mouth that he hissed an unexpected moan of pleasure. Encouraged by his response, her initial shyness faded. As her tongue circled and licked, her fingers would stroke firm and agonizingly slow. It was maddening!

Any thought to hold his resolve was broken in an instant as Gabriel growled and seized her arms to pull her up and on to his lap. He was through with being patient! He griped her hips firmly in both hands, guiding her body until he sank himself inside her with a single sudden thrust. Evangeline’s gasp of surprise quickly shifted to an earnest sigh as she settled over him. Her body adjusted and she was more than ready for him. Wet and willing, she captured his head in her hands to run her fingers through his hair and crushed her mouth to his in a feverish kiss.

Gabriel’s hand glided up her side before stopping at her breast with a soft caress. He smirked as she inhaled a quick breath. His head tilting to that spot where her pulse beat so strong. Even now her blood was racing faster as he pressed his lips to her neck and grazed his teeth gently across her skin. But as she gave a soft giggle and rocked her hips, it was he who was grunting to catch his breath.

Evangeline set the pace, slow and steady as she moved herself against. Up and down, in and out, shallow and deep. Absolute heaven building with every thrust. Gabriel left her neck to tilt her just fraction backwards. Capturing one of her breasts in his mouth and suckling until she was softly mewling his name. His hand stole below, fingers gently probing even as he was moving within her.

As sudden gasp escaped Evangeline as her entire body shuddered! She gripped his shoulders, nails digging in to his skin as her climax hit. An arm locked around her waist as another moved up her back and neck to tangle a hand in to her hair. Holding her steady even as she writhed within his arms and begged him not to stop! Her pleading sent Gabriel over the edge and as her muscles contracted around him he too found his climax in a few quick thrusts. Even after he had filled her with his seed, his arms remained tight around her.

Evangeline had no desire to move, worn and exhausted with her face tucked safely at his neck. When she finally did catch her breath, she giggled softly. “Do I make a good tease?”

Smirking, Gabriel pulled a blanket from the back of the sofa to wrap around them both before his arms were right back around her again. “That you do, my devious wife…”

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Little Red

Little Red Riding Hood running through the forest. Scooping up the crossbow and pinning werewolves to the trees. Flowing red cloak with hood a bright flash of color against a brown leather mini dress and striking knee high boots. Little Red was no little girl.

“Hey, wee miss. What a lady like you doing in a forest like this, dressed up like that?” growled an ominous voice as a large furry form stepped out from behind a tree. Bright flash of white teeth licked by a slobbery tongue.

Little Red leaned her crossbow over her shoulder looking in no way concerned. “You’ll call me Ms. Grey unless you want to be skewered. This forest is now under Oracle’s care.”

A snicker from the big bad werewolf as it crept out in to full view. “Big words for a little girl!” He leaped through the air with teeth and claws bared!

But Little Red was no amateur! Without moving a step or even her crossbow, out came a silver sword from the hilt on her back. SHIIIICK! Right through his heart. Snatching her sword back out of the dead wolf, there was a girlish giggle as the dangerous blond skipped her way through the forest!

Off to Grandmother’s house she went. A small little cottage in the middle of the woods. Kicking open the door she stepped inside, but instead of Grandmother, there was a wolf tied to a chair wearing Granny’s cap. A Leon wolf.

“Cissy! I’m so glad to see y- …What are you wearing?” he asked, looking pretty confused at the strange outfit she was sporting.

Ciara blinked at him, resting a hand on her hip. “Why Grandma, what a manly voice you have.” she replied sarcastically.

“…That’s not funny, Cissy. This cap is pretty itchy.”

Shrugging her shoulders, a particularly wicked grin crawled across her face. Ciara strode forward with her crossbow in hand. “My, my… a wolf all tied up in my cottage. What should I do with him?”

Leon swallowed! “You’re, uh… not gonna shoot me, are you Cissy?”

“I really should. Wolves are dangerous.” she replied, pointing the tip of the bolt at his nose. Then a dramatic sigh! “But… Then I’ll never know what happened to poor grandmother! I’ll have to torture you first.” Ciara stepped away to set the crossbow down on a table, along with her silver sword, and a variety of other weapons she seemed to have magically hidden away.

“I sure didn’t eat her. That old woman smells nothing like steak.”

A soft laugh escaped her as she stepped behind the wolf tied to the chair. Ciara ran her fingers through his hair, gently tugging at his ears. “Of course you didn’t. But you’re still a very bad wolf. Very bad. …Oh look! A tail!” She exclaimed! A grey fluffy tail had appeared through the back of the chair, wagging back and forth from pleasant petting.

“Be gentle!” Leon yelped when Ciara leaned to grab it. She paused only for a moment before capturing the fuzzy thing. It was so soft! Stroking it softly for a moment, she finally set it free before crossing around the chair.

Ciara hopped, giggling at the ‘oomph’ from Leon as she settled straddled over his lap. Leaning forward she nuzzled his cheek, followed by a kiss brushed at the corner of his mouth. Her hands teased the back of his neck. When he moved his head trying to catch her mouth, she tilted just out of reach.

“Cissy, you’re not playing fair…” he muttered against her ear.

Another laugh escaped Ciara as her hands moved from his neck to the buttons of his shirt. Fingers danced over skin with each undone button. At the last, her hands grazed his sides causing Leon to squirm in his seat as she snapped the button of his pants and slid down the zipper. Before he could utter a word Ciara pressed her mouth to his. Kissing lightly at first, it deepened quickly as Leon leaned forward against her. Ciara broke away only for a second to shift her head and nibble on his bottom lip.

Ciara found herself suddenly pinned to the floor, with one of Leon’s hands linked to hers and the other popping off the clasp to her cloak. “Hey… how did you get out of those ropes?” she asked in a quiet murmur against his mouth.

“I am a wolf.” he replied, flashy her his cheeky grin as he tugged the sleeves of Ciara’s dress off her shoulders and farther down to expose flawless skin. Warm breath caressed her as his lips moved from neck to shoulders. A hand grazing over her breast as teeth nipped gently at sensitive skin. Ciara’s breath quickened as her hand slid in to his hair and gripped tightly. She pulled him up, dragging him down to her mouth in a greedy kiss.

Sliding a knee between her legs, Leon’s hand moved down her thigh pushing up the folds of her skirt. The thin slip of lace panties were pulled away before he suddenly thrust. Ciara’s hands tightened in his hair and on his shoulder. Her nails digging in to his flesh as she writhed underneath him. Wrapping her legs tightly, she reveled in that delicious mounting pleasure of him moving against her. The taste of his mouth and the warmth of his hands…

“Hmm, Leon…” she said, nuzzling her face against… a pillow?

Ciara’s eyes blinked opened. She was in her own bed, in her own room, apparently snuggling a pillow. How… unfullfilling.

“Oooh Leon! Smoochie smoochie!” said a gruff voice from the floor. Angus was sitting there mimicking her with kissie faces.

There was a growl, a garden gnome flying out of her room, and a door-slam.