<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th, 9:00am</strong></span><br/><em>The Cathedral, Antigone's Room</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://pmcdeadline2.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/davis.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Barthaholmew Alvin Creed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15290256#msg15290256)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Jean and shirt<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Listening in<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Antigone<br/><hr/><br/>He wanted more of her, but he wanted this to be right.  He longed to be all over her, but she didn’t want him to take her till after they had a date.  He was pretty sure once she became used to him…the idea of being spontaneous would come up more often.  She would be less hesitant with the thought of them being together more.  But for now, he would be hers, slowly.  The very word was killing him, but Tig gave him something no other had given him.  Her…and her attention.  He pulled her closer, her large chest pressing against him and her plump ass now in his hands.  He was squeezing over her and she did his best not to smile or laugh with his giddiness.<br/><br/>He was simply enjoying her lips and her body pressed against his own.  She opened her lips, the parting of her tender sweet petals opening to him let him enter, his tongue touched her teeth and he didn’t stop.  She was aware of what he wanted moments later and she indulged him bringing a lingering smile to his cheeks.  It seems she trusted him with her affection, their tongues dance moving against one another it was wonderful to him, some would have found it clumsy or unlearned, but Barry was loving it and if someone found it clumsy…to him, it just meant they needed more practice and he was all for the practice.  When they stopped pulling back to their respective corners.<br/><br/>“I look forward to our nicknames, I will try to let you rest and not think of claiming you and your lips once more.”  He said still holding her in his arms, his fingers caressing her rump now.  There was no hiding his desire for her in any part of his body. When she said ‘Master’ he was done.  She could have bought his entire existence for a quarter.<br/><br/>“I look forward to that and long to be your ‘Master’, my sweet Antigone.”  She was just trying to shackle him down now.<strong><em>‘My Barry.’  </em></strong>She knew what she was doing, making sure he wasn’t even tempted to look at another.<br/><br/>He wasn’t but still.  He moved toward the door but stole one more kiss. This time using his speed to cup her face and claim her lips, kissing her deeply.  “Dinner tonight?”  He asked once the kiss broke.  He would have said no but he knew she wanted to wash and rest!  It still meant he had to wait…and that was the worst part for him.<br/><br/>The world ran at the speed of light and being slow with her was another moment he would touch her, another she wouldn’t be in his arms and yet another he couldn’t show her how much she meant to him.<br/>