********* Lydia ***********<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">"Never would I suspect a man 'o' ya calibre to consider what wuld be romantic or.. oh.. not.." </span><br/><br/>She moaned softly as she felt his hands gliding over her breasts, pressing them gently and definitely making her turn another deeper shade of red. She kissed him on his cheek softly, her warm lips brushing over his stubbled chin. Her hot breath trickled down to his neck as she softly nibbled her teeth onto the rugged skin, but gasped upon feeling his rough hands take a hold of her bottom and lift her up in the air, guiding her legs around his hips in now way she had ever imagined to do with a man. She could feel the strong leather of his armour press against the soft thin fabric of her robes, and suddenly she felt already so naked against his chest. Searching for his lips once more, she felt his hungry kiss, and answered with her tongue seeking his in a dance of lust.<br/><br/>Walking up to the bed she buried her face in his neck before he laid her down gently, trembling of the idea of what she had chosen to do. She plucked nervously at the knot her dress was tied upon after it had been ruined by the goblins knife. But the look on her face of watching how he slid of his trenchcoat was more then endearing enough for Jack. Her lips slightly parted, and her eyes staring up in a mixture of lust and fear as she could see the yellow shimmering in his once green eyes. She placed her hands next to her hips and entwined her fingers with the soft duvet of the bed. Grabbing it tightly, almost as if she didn't knew what to do as he stood before her, undressing himself before his eyes.<br/><br/>Only her stuttering was heard, not making any sense of anything she wanted to say she bit her lip and remained quiet, just waiting for Jack to act her trough this new experience. And hoping to the Light, that he wouldn't find out about her little secret, that eventhough she was this though and already fairly aged woman. It had been 10 years since she first kissed or touched a man, and well... After her father death from the curse, she took over the bar, and never paid attention to any man again. Only if they had her gun pointed underneath her nose to get the fuck out of bar, she might have looked upon their bodies for a brief moment. But never, did she ever...<br/><br/>.. feel and look at a body like this.. And god did she wanted to have a little more experience and that very moment..<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>