Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]
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				Title: <strong>Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 00:47:31</strong>
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				She's still asleep as my eyes open and my head turns towards her. I turn carefully on the bed, unwilling to wake her. There's something very intimate about watching someone sleep. <em>Or perhaps I'm just getting philosophical in my old age</em>. I smile at the thought, content to simply lie here for the moment.<br><br>The room is still dim. The sun's risen, and a thin bar of light is filtering through the curtains where they're open a crack, dust motes dancing in it. It gives enough light to see by though. Enough to make her out just fine.<br><br>She shifts slightly in her sleep, rosebud lips opening, a soft almost kittenlike sound passing from them. I wonder what's going through her mind. Something involving blindfolds, and ropes, perhaps? As if in reply to my thoughts she blushes, every so slightly, which brings a smile to my face. <em>I wonder ..</em><br><br>I slip my hand beneath the sheets, carefull not to touch her skin, before I lay a single finger, featherlight, between her legs. <em>Ah.</em> I smile again, removing my hand. <em>Sweet dreams then, my pet.</em><br><br>I lift the sheet aside and pad across the carpet towards the bathroom. People are constantly surprised by how silently I move. I suppose it's a silly thing to take pride in, but that's me for you. I close the door and start the water running into the bath. Yes, a shower is fine for waking you up and getting you moving, but there's nowhere we need to be today, or indeed for a few days, and after these last few months I for one could use a little R&amp;R.<br><br>I glance towards the wall. I know I can't see her, but there's part of me simply knows she's there. Knows that she's rolled onto her side, legs curled up slightly. Don't ask me how I know, I simply do. I glance at the mirror, and the smile that seems plastered onto my face. This was something I could never have expected. I thought I knew what I was letting myself in for. Boy, was I ever wrong. <br><br>A soundless chuckle, my chest vibrating slightly, head shaking. Definitely getting philosophical in my old age. <br><br>Last night was a gift. Something far more than I expected. Now I have to prove myself worthy of that gift. Oh, she may not think of it in those terms, but she's yet to realise her worth. I have to prove it to a far more demanding judge. Myself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 02:19:17</strong>
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				I wake to the sound of muted water running. The bubbling sound is distant, barely discernible. <br><br>Instead of opening my eyes, I keep them close, burying my face against the plush pillow, trying to catch the dream again, of silken ropes and whispered words. It darts away from me. Fast. Elusive. Giving up, I settle on remembering last night's event.<br><br>A slow heat creep up my neck and a shiver run through my frame. I bring the blanket up higher about my shoulders, curling into its warmth. The soft brush of the blanket against my cheek brings a small smile to my lips. That gentle graze is reminiscent of his fingers against my skin last night, the light fleeting touch that began it all. <br><br>A sigh slip from me and my eyes flutter open, all hopes of returning to sleep gone. Not that there had been any to begin with. The moment I started to play the memory of last night in my mind, it was gone, as was any drowsiness that I may had had. In its place is that restlessness that's starting to become familiar to me. <br><br>Giving a slow stretch, I sit up, hugging the blanket to me. The room is dark, cool, making goosebumps rising over the portion of my skin that is exposed. A single line of light fall across the foot of the bed, and judging by the warm shade of it, it's late in the day. <br><br>Running a hand through my hair to comb out the tangles, I glance at the closed door. I hesitate for a moment before scooting off of the bed. I'm silent as I move across the floor, to the robe folded against the the arm of the armchair. Pulling it close about me, I head for the bathroom, the hem of the robe skimming against my thighs.<br><br>I push open the door. The wave of heat wash over me, the humidity making the loose strands of hair stick to the sides of my face and against my neck. I give him a small smile, hoping that he would conclude the blush on my face as a result of the heat in the room. My fingers twisting about each other behind my back, I shift my weight, staying by the door. Managing to gather my thoughts, I wet my lips and say softly, "Morning?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 03:15:46</strong>
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				I look around as the door opens, straightening up from where I'd been checking the temperature of the bath. I turn the taps off, the sound ceasing except for the small fan buzzing away in the ceiling, and step towards her. "Morning, pet." I say quietly, stepping in close, an almost chaste brush of my lips against hers. My hand comes up to tuck an errant strand of hair behind her ear. "For a little while yet at least." There's a little part of me thinks I should be concerned by being naked in front of her, given how little time we've known each other, but I ignore it. This doesn't feel wrong to me.<br><br>I gesture towards the bath. "Thought this might be a nice way to kick the day off. Spend a little time relaxing in here, then some lunch. Breakfast. Well, whatever you want to call it." I give a shrug and a small chuckle. "I've been thinking about a few things we could do, and figured planning the day would be comfier there." I gestured towards the bath again with a nod of my head.<br><br>I slide my hand under the robe, resting it on the slope of her hip. "So .. you want to come join me?" I say. "Spend an hour or so in here maybe. See what else we can get up to today?" My hand seems to move instinctively, just rubbing up and down, an inch or two of movement as I spoke. With a smile I removed it, raising both hands to the collar of the robe and starting to push it back over her shoulders, to let it fall to the floor, and leave her standing naked before me.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 06:32:30</strong>
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				The robe pool about me in a hushed whisper. My hands fly up, covering myself instinctively as the blush spread over my cheeks. I can feel the heat of it making its way over my face. A shiver run through me for the third time. The first was when he approached. I'd almost wanted to turn, to brush my lips against his hand when he tuck my hair behind my ear. The second was when his hand slip beneath the robe. The touch was electric, calling up the ghosts of others from last night. I had almost leaned into the touch, but held back.<br><br>"What else we can get up to today?" I pad across the cool floor and stop by the tub. Sitting on the edge, I dip a fingertip into the water and swirl the water about, watching as the ripples disturb the surface. It spread out, hitting the edge of the tub before bouncing back again in a slow wave.<br><br>I cast a glance over to him, flicking the droplets off of my finger. "Planning anything?" I give him another small smile. The slightly heated air caress my skin, reminding me that I am without a shred of clothing, making another blush rise. "And I suppose I might as well as join you, seeing how I'm in here already." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 14:55:18</strong>
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				I give a soft chuckle before stepping into the bath, and settling myself down. "You should know me by now, I'm always planning something." I reply, with a grin. She blushes easily. I think it's cute, though I'm sure she has a different description for it. The water is hot ... not quite as hot as I normally run it, but this place is hotter than I'm used to anyway. My body still feels a little out of whack.<br><br>I realise I'm starting to woolgather, and turn my head to look at her as I finish stretching out. "But yeah .. plans. I was tentatively thinking we spend a little more time in here, followed by lunch. I'm sure there's plenty of good places around, the hotel itself to start with. Then some shopping. I want to find something suitable for ..." an ever so slight pause .. "tonight."<br><br>I watch to see if she's caught it. Probably has, she seems to flitting into my mind quite easily. Not sure if that should scare me or not. "After that, we can wander around for a bit, then a nice fancy dinner, maybe something for afters, and end up back here again. How does all that sound to you?"<br><br>My hand is on her hip again, tracing slow lazy patterns on her skin. "Anyways pet, why don't you hop in here, and we can sort things?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 01:17:25</strong>
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				I tilt my head at the pause and arch an eyebrow. The question hover on my lips but I choose not to voice it. At least not yet. But curiosity have always been a weakness.<br><br>The water ripple as I step into the tub. I exhale as I sink into the water, the heat of the water hitting me in a wave. The heat of it sooth my sore muscles and I let out an almost inaudible grateful groan as I curl opposite of him. The water lap against my shoulders as I pull my legs up against me and wrap my arms about them.<br><br>Resting my chin against my knees, I stare at him, hair falling over my eyes again, a slight smile on my lips. Curiosity is getting the best of me and I tilt my head a little. "Tonight? What is tonight?" Not to say that I don't have a pretty good idea of what he have in mind already, but still..."What is it that you have planned?" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 02:17:29</strong>
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				I smile at her, and gesture for her to come lie against me. "You know me, pet, I always have something planned." I chuckle slightly, the water rippling at the motion, sending small bubbles scooting across the surface.<br><br>"And I think you have a pretty good idea of what tonight will hold, don't you?" I cock my head to the side as I look at her. She likes these little games. She doesn't always want to say it, but I tease the words out of her. She'll blush, and hemm, but she'll tell me what I want to hear. "Tell me, my pet. You know what it is tonight holds, don't you? Let me hear you say it."<br><br>Beneath the water my foot brushes against her leg, and I smile at her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 08:09:15</strong>
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				My lips curl at his questions and a small blush spread over my face yet again. I move forward, the water shifting as I do so. The wet strands of hair stick to my back and neck as I stop before him and lean against him for a moment. "Do I?" <br><br>I tilt my head back, holding his gaze for a moment, reading the mischief in his eyes. My lips twitch and my fingers curl about the edge of the tub. "Action speaks louder than words, doesn't it?" My face is flush and I feel as though I have downed a glass of whine faster than I probably should. <br><br>I'm never a willing exhibitionist...but that's not to say that I won't push myself into certain scenarios if that means that it'll put me at an upper hand. And though he knows my weaknesses, I know one of his.<br><br>The water fall down in slick trails over my body, following my curves as I stand up from the tub. I pause for a moment, staring down at him, my breath just slightly quicker. The side of the tub is cool against my skin as I sit on the side again. Holding his gaze, I lift a leg, dropping it over the side of the tub.<br><br>I flush beneath his studying gaze. The air, gently stir by the small fan, caress my wet skin, making goosebumps rise. Well...the air and his presence. And it really is more of the latter than the former. Pushing away the urge to cover myself, I let a hand drift down, following the path of a single drop of water down my torso, dipping beneath my legs.<br><br>I squirm as my fingers brush against that sensitive nub, drawing a small gasp from my lips. Chewing on my lower lip, I continue, fingers dancing against my sex, wet from the bath and wetter still for an entirely different reason. I tease myself, fleeting touches, light grazes, until I'm fair throbbing before I slip a slicked finger in. My eyes close a little as I settle into a steady rhythm, my lips parting as my teeth release it. My hips roll against my finger as I move fast. A whimper escape through clenched teeth as I slip a second finger in. I curl my fingers slightly. My head drop back as I exhale sharply. <br><br>My free hand ball up against my thighs as I continue stroking that small bundle of nerves with the pad of my thumb, making sparks of pleasure shoot up my spine and my toes curl. My breath come harsh and fast, my chest heaving in effort. <br><br>I clasp my hand over my mouth out of habit as I cum, muffling my cries. Struggling to catch my breath, I open my eyes again, flashing a small smile at him before slipping back into tub again. I lean against him, trying to steady myself and slow the drumming pulse in my ears. I try not to think about what I'd just done, but I can't stop the blush from spreading over my cheeks once again. "Get the picture?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:35:14</strong>
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				I nod, wordlessly, licking my lips. "I think I might just have an idea or two." I reply, a smile flitting across my face. "Looks like we're making real progress in curing that shyness of yours, huh?" I give a small laugh, sliding my arms around her and drawing her tight against me.<br><br>I notice her eyes flick downwards, then back to mine, another blush rising to colour her cheeks. "Well, what did you think was going to happen, showing me that?" I tease, before planting a soft kiss on her lips. "And now you're just going to have to take care of it before we get out of here again, aren't you?" I continue, giving her another grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 01:24:50</strong>
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				I wriggle against him a little, the water splash about us. "I...wasn't really thinking." The words slip from me before I realize it. It's a honest answer. He seems to be able to draw it out of me. It's unnerving.<br><br>Still resting against him, I let my fingers slip down and flutter over the length of his cock, light touches of my fingers brushing against him. I bring my thumb up, sweeping it against the head of his cock as I watch him, studying his reactions.<br><br>Circling my hands about the head of his cock, I slowly bring my fingers down his length before continuing that stroke with my other hand. Leaning up, I nip at his lower lip as I continue stroking him leisurely, my fingers occasionally teasing the head of his cock. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 00:48:29</strong>
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				I smile, and chuckle softly. "So that was going on instinct?" I tease, though my breath catches in my throat as I feel your fingers brush against me. "Good instincts." I murmur, flinching slightly at the pressure from your thumb.<br><br>"Easy a second." I murmur. "It's kinda sensitive without a little lubrication there." The rest of my words are cut off by the press of your lips against mine, and I let myself fall into it. The tugging of your teeth, and the continued circling of your fingers is enough to draw a half moan out of me. <br><br>"Still say I'm the tease?" I ask, with a smile, running a hand down the spine, one finger sliding easily into that cleft between your cheeks, the other fingers spread out to drift over their surface.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 06:35:29</strong>
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				The moan send a hum of low thrill through me and my lips part a little in response as I study him. The corner of my lips curl. "Yes."<br><br>My back arches to his touch. I gasp when his hands drift down before wriggling back against his fingers. "You're a terrible tease." I rest my forehead against his shoulder for a moment. My fingers continue working, speeding up slightly, tracing lightly over a vein as I move steadily. My index finger draw circles down the length of his cock again before circling at the base of his cock and stroking him again. <br><br>My lips find the crook of his neck, and I trail light kisses there against a throbbing vein before nibbling on the patches, catching the skin between my teeth and applying a little pressure. I sweep my tongue against the skin there before moving up, pressing a light kiss to that point where his jaw meet his neck. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 18:17:41</strong>
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				I chuckle softly at the tease comment. "Ok, guilty as charged." I reply. The feel of her hand playing around me sends little shivers through my frame. I half want to take her hand, and enclose it around me, a longer, firmer touch ... but I don't. I want her to explore in her own time. <br><br>The feel of lips against my neck give me a moment to reconsider, but instead I shift slightly, sliding down a little further in the bath and tilting my neck, exposing it for her to explore.<br><br>My hand continues to softly drift over her rear, moving from one cheek to the other, cupping and squeezing her. She's mentioned it before as one of her favourite spots, but lying like this I can't do quite as much as I otherwise would. Adding lips and teeth and tongue would likely have her wriggling but good. Hmm .. maybe a little massage later. That has possibilities.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 07:57:04</strong>
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				I wriggle back against his hand, a soft sigh falling from my lips at the slight pressure from his hand. My lips trail down along his jaw before moving back up to close my teeth about his earlobe and tug lightly.<br><br>Reluctantly, I shift back, straddling his thighs. The tendrils of smoke from the bath curls about us in a lazy manner. Drawing my hands down the front of his torso, I revel in the curves and warmth of his body beneath mine. Add to that the slippery quality of the water...<br><br>I close my hands about his cock again, this time my strokes a bit firmer now as my hands twist slightly as I pump his cock, my thumb brushing lightly against the head of it as I slide my hands up before moving them back down again in that same twisting motion. My palms move against him slowly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 22:26:22</strong>
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				I settle myself back against the rear of the bath, letting my body mould itself to the contours as the heat and that sweet touch conspire to draw all the energy from my body. I let my head rest back on the small folded towel that had been placed there, closing my eyes, and reveling in the sensations running through every inch of my body.<br><br>Her touch still causes my breath to catch in my throat, and I lick my lips, cracking open one eye to watch her. Her hair is starting to come loose a little, and strands settle at the side of her head. I watch as a single drop of sweat trickles down her throat and runs between her breasts, over her stomach, before disappearing into the water. I can imagine my tongue following a similar path.<br><br>I give a soft moan of satisfaction, trembling slightly, sending more ripples dancing across the surface of the water around us. I want to feel her lips around me, her tongue tracing every inch, but I wait, saying nothing. This is all still so new for us ... why rush it?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 04:20:29</strong>
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				I move the pad of my thumb against his cock, my head tilting and watching him curiously. A small smile on my lips, I lean in again, brushing my lips against his throat, feeling the pulse there. <br><br>My strokes speed up a little. "Unfortunately, I still haven't figure out how to breath underwater yet." I let my breath wisp over the skin wet from both my lip and the steam in the room. "Mind moving up a little?" <br><br>I brace myself against the back of the tub, bringing myself nose to nose with him. The display earlier had emboldened me. I nip at his lower lip sharply with a smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 13:23:59</strong>
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				"Seems a shame not to make full use of such a lovely hot bath." I reply, smiling, "But I guess I could, for such, ah, stimulating encouragement." I give a small chuckle and carefull lift myself up, the water trickling down across my skin. "Besides, I think it will still be plenty warm when we're done."<br><br>I settle myself, sitting on the edge of the bath. With her kneeling so close its a little tight. I lift one leg over the edge of the tub and set it on the floor. Eek. I forgot how chill those tiles could feel. The heating system underneath must be still kicking in. I move my foot a little. There, that's better .. much steadier. I lift my other leg onto the side of the tub against the wall, and brace myself against the corner of the room. The wall is a little chilly, but not too bad. Actually its probably not that cold .. it just seems that way since I was in the hot water a moment ago.<br><br>I look down, her hand still wrapped around me. "That better? I ask.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 08:48:46</strong>
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				"Much." I edge myself a little closer. "Like I said...I wouldn't have asked unless I knew how to breath underwater. And while I might know some interesting tricks, breathing underwater isn't one of them...yet."<br><br>Placing a hand high against his thigh, I brace myself against him and lean up, my lips finding his collarbones and trailing across it. I trace a tongue down the length of his torso, following the path of a droplet with the tip of my tongue, gliding along his skin. It's a faint touch, just barely enough to tantalize.<br><br>Moving to the inside of his thighs, I give a small kiss to each before drawing the tip of my tongue against his cock. My eyes flicker up to his eyes. I'm teasing him. Or at least, trying to, with my breaths, my gestures. He's teased me often enough, why shouldn't I replay the favor?<br><br>Pressing the flat of my tongue against the head of his cock, I swipe my tongue across it a few times, a small smile tugging at my lips as I do so. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 22:00:38</strong>
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				It's hard to keep a grin off my face. I can see the smile on hers, and with those delicate little touches I know exactly what she's up to, and why. They say fair's fair, but right now I'd be willing to argue that point. <br><br>The first touch of her tongue makers me shiver. I want to feel more, feel her mouth close around me, sink down towards my body. My hands want to take her, guide her, but I force them to immobility, gripping the edge of the bath to help me balance. I suspect I'll need that before very much longer.<br><br>I catch that coy little glance up, see the devilry dancing between those eyes. Oh yes, I know exactly what you're up to, and my own grin widens. I can't really help it. <br><br>I lean back as I feel her tongue press harder against me. The wall is still chill, though warming. Brings to mind an interesting use I'd heard for ice, and I file it away for later. I should enjoy every last moment, lose myself in the moment, not in thoughts of later. My eyes close and my breath starts to deepen. Now. Let me feel you now. Just the way you know I want to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>18-01-2009, 08:03:52</strong>
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				My lips curl as I watch his eyes close. I drop a series of light kisses down the length of his cock. My breath against the hilt of his cock, I shift a little, moving to the other side and press another line of kisses up toward the head. <br><br>Swirling my tongue about the head again, I part my lips and exhale, breathing hot air over the head before letting it slip past my lips. I roll my tongue against the underside of his cock before sucking lightly. <br><br>The flat of my thumbs brush against his thighs as I move further down his cock. I draw back a little before sinking down again. Glancing up at him, I shiver. It's not cause by the droplets still clinging to my skin, nor the slightly cool air in the room.<br><br>I close my eyes, taking in more of his cock again, tasting him against my tongue. My breath hitches as I taken in three-quarters of his length, my nails scratching lightly against his skin. Wet tendrils fell about me, laying curled against his skin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-01-2009, 20:12:10</strong>
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				"Mmmmmm." The feel of her mouth draws a wordless sound of pleasure from my throat. "That's the way pet." My voice is little above a whisper. "All the way down, far as you can go." My entire skin seems to have become more sensitive, the scrape of her nails sending little shivers through me. They're almost instantly forgotten, eclipsed by the sensations from my groin.<br><br>I open my eyes and look down at her. There's something just seems incredibly <em>right</em> about this. There's a little voice in the back of my head that complains, that it's too much, too soon, that we hardly know each other. So what? I trust my feelings, and this feels <em>right.</em><br><br>My fingers brush against her cheek, and onto her neck, around into her hair. I can feel the dampness of the air starting to mat it to her head. That's ok .. we'll have plenty of time to get washed and cleaned up. <br><br>Afterwards.<br><br>Repaying the favour might be a little trickier for me, so I'll save that for when we dry off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 08:35:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				My eyes open at the brush of his fingers against my cheek and feel his touch behind my neck. I look up at him as I move back, holding his gaze, my tongue drags against his cock as I do so.<br><br>I pause at the head, sucking lightly again, my tongue stroking against the head again. Pushing myself up higher, I place a light kiss at his collarbone before shifting back down again. The water swirls about me as I settle down again.<br><br>My lips part and my teeth graze gently against him as I slip down his cock again. Relaxing a little, I sink down further this time, stopping only when my nose is pressed against him. I give a long, slow suck before alternating to that of a lighter one. I make a wordless murmur in the back of my throat. <br><br>Nails drawing small circles against his thighs, I draw back again before sinking down, settling into a steady pace, letting his cock slide in and out of my mouth, moving my tongue against him slowly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 23:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I luxuriate in the feeling of what you're doing to me, your lips and tongue. The teeth draw a slight hiss of indrawn breath. It's not that I don't trust you .. I do .. but I've heard one or two stories that have my brain going <em>teeth baaaaaaaaaaaad</em>. If I remember later, I'll tell you one. It'll make you laugh.<br><br>My tongue comes out to moisten dry lips. "More." My voice is still little above a whisper. "Please. Harder. Faster. I want you. Want this." Part of me wants to draw it out as long as I can, part of me yearns for the sweet release you're going to give me. I don't know which I want more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 07:08:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling back for a moment, I catch my breath, wriggling a little before setting my weight on my calves. My lips are still about the head. I flick my tongue over the tip, still sucking lightly.<br><br>A hand slides up his inner thigh and curls about the base of his shaft. I keep my eyes on him, watching the way his tongue darts out and move over his lips as I continue to suck gently, my tongue swirling in teasing motions as I slide my hand up his length, already slick from both the bath and my saliva. <br><br>I continue stroking with my hand, speeding up as I move further down his cock again, my tongue moving against his length as I pause once in a while. Stopping when I've taken in half of his shaft, I alternate the intensity at speed that I suck at, my hand pumping what isn't in my mouth at an increasing pace. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 20:29:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Damn, but that feels good. "Keep going, just like that." My voice is still quiet, still low. I know I'm getting closer. I can heard my breath starting to take on a ragged edge, feel the muscles in my body start to tighten in expectation.<br><br>"Getting close." <br><br>"Yesssssss."<br><br>My body trembles in release as I cum, hard. My back arches, pressing the back of my head against the cool of the tiles on the wall, my eyes tight closed. It takes a few seconds to cease, and I half slump against the wall again, the chill bringing me back to the moment. I look down, and smile. "That was great."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 03:56:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My fingers brush lightly against his thigh as he came, my lips and throat working in tandem, swallowing. His words make me look up. I pull back, my tongue darting out to wet my lips as I smile what I imagine to be the Cheshire cat's smile. I back away, sinking into the depth of the tub again, letting the water wash over my chilled skin. <br><br>I let my fingers trail against the length of his legs as I back away until they finally dipped into the water once again, making small ripples shimmer over the surface of the water. I lean against the opposite end of the tub, curling my legs close to myself, a small giggle escaping my lips. "I aim to please?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 00:48:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"MMMmmm, I think you did that but good." I murmur, settling myself back down into the tub, wincing slightly at the heat of the water. I guess the chill from the tiles had soaked into me a little more than I thought. It only takes a few seconds to readjust though.<br><br>I hold out my hand. "Why don't you come curl up against me here." I ask. I want to wrap my arms around you right now, and feel your body next to mine again. I give my head a slight shake, as I can feel the cobwebs gathering. The heat, and the natural soporific effect of what I just had are combining, trying to persuade me another hour or two of sleep would be a good thing. I make an effort to push them away, taking a few deep breaths.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 03:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lazy movements bring a smile to my face. I flick a few drops of water at him with a small laugh. "Hey now. No falling asleep on me, especially when we've just woke up. Plus I've always thought that a bath was suppose to wake you up, not put you back into bed."<br><br>I move forward on my hands and knees, not wanting to leave the heat of the water as I make my way to the other end of the tub again. Not that there is that much of a distance to cross anyway. The water swishes about me as I settle against him, curl against his chest. The level of the water shifts about before settling back into place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 20:00:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a weakness of mine." I say, smiling. "A bath just relaxes me so much, I have been known to fall asleep in them from time to time. Especially since I can happily soak in one for an hour or two."<br><br>I curl my arms about her, brushing her hair aside, and running my hand lightly up and down her back. "But yeah. Shouldn't fall asleep." I punctuate this with a yawn, and then laugh at myself. "There's timing for you."<br><br>I reach for the soap, and begin to work up a lather on my hands, then rub them across her back, down as far as her rear. Some might think that a rather unprofessional way to be washing someone, spending so much time in certain spots, but hey, if you're going to do a job, do it well .. right?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 03:11:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I curl my fingers, tucking them beneath my chin as I rest my cheek against his chest, hearing the heart beating beneath it, the rise and fall of his chest as he breath. <br><br>Closing my eyes, I make a wordless murmur at the light strokes across my back, stifling a yawn myself. Feeling the soap sliding over my skin, I wriggle a little as his hands pass over my bottom. <br><br>"You know I actually only need help washing my back?" I ask lazily, keeping my eyes closed, a small smile on my lips. Not that I'm going to complain. It's a pleasing feeling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 20:03:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you're going to do a job, you do it properly." I reply, smiling. "And I'll get to your back eventually. Just have to make sure the rest of you is clean too." My hands continue to rub as I speak, working up a rich lather.<br><br>"Besides, some parts are easier to reach than others right now, aren't they. So it's just practical to wash them, hmm?" I give her ribs a slight tickle as my fingers pass over them. "Hey .. no going to sleep for you either." Not that curling up in bed again isn't an appealing prospect .. but if we do that it'll be hours before we get moving again.<br><br>I scoop up some water, and splash it across her hips, letting it trickle down over her, the lather running down her skin and into the water. I work up a fresh bit on my hands, and start to caress the nearest breast with it, grinning as I do so. I can feel the nipple hardening under my touch, and spot it poking out of a small pile of bubbles. It's cute, and makes me grin wider.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 21:35:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I squirm, letting out a small squeal as his fingers pass over my rib. A ripple of water shifts the water in response. I wrinkle my nose, turning sideways to glance at him. I nibble on my lower lip, shivering when his fingers pass over my breast. I wriggle back against him "You seem to be doing a pretty good job of it. No need for me to stay awake now, is there?"<br><br>As though to prove my point, another yawn threatened to break from my lips. I slip my fingers up from the pool of water and slide them up, curling them behind his neck, still keeping my eyes closed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 00:29:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nope, don't have to stay awake if you don't want to." I reply. "That's the nice thing about being on holiday. Nothing to do, and all day to do it." Well, not exactly nothing. I do have a couple of ideas for things to do today .. still, we're on no particular schedule, and being curled up like this is nice. I half manage to stifle a yawn, as the heat and relaxation of my body threatens to send me back to sleep for another while.<br><br>I give my head a small shake, trying not to move too much, not to disturb the half dozing head that rests against my chest. I settle for wrapping my arms around her gently, holding her and settling back comfortably in the water, closing my own eyes and letting my thoughts drift. I smile as I run through different ideas for the afternoon.<br><br>A visit to a shop to pick up some lingerie and toys maybe. I've always wanted to try my hand at shibari, and now seems as good a time as any. I can picture it in my mind, the rope wrapping around her body. No underwear though. Oh, that'll make her blush, but it'll turn her on too, big time, when I tell her that's what she'll be wearing for the rest of the day under her clothes, and when we go to dinner later too. <br><br>Then the toy. Something small. Discrete.<br><br>And remote controlable.<br><br>I know I have a big grin on my face. I don't try to hide it. Today is going to be fun.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 01:34:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I open my eyes, to peek at him, just in time to catch that grin on his face. I shift in his arms, rolling on my stomach. Resting against him for a moment, I push myself up, straddling him. Small suds from the soap that he had smoothed over my skin remained there. The random strands of hair plaster against my neck. <br><br>I arch an eyebrow, a small smile tugging on the corners of my lips. "What exactly are you smiling about?" I grab the soap and work up a lather in my hands before drawing a soapy finger over your torso, leaving behind a wet trail. The spiraling script sprawled over his skin. I tilted my head, studying him, waiting for a reply. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 01:58:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I crack open one eye and look down. "Oh, you know .. stuff." I reply, trying to sound nonchalant. Why do I get the feeling that isn't coming across any way convincingly? Oh yeah .. the dirty big grin, that's why. I think you have a fair idea what my mind is like by now.<br><br>"Just thinking about later, you know?" I continue. "Making plans. You want me to tell you, or should I keep it for a surprise?" I open the other eye and cock my head slightly to the side as I look down at you.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 08:21:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wriggle against him a little, feeling a teasing smile tugging at my own lips. It is the cruelest of choices that he posed me. I try mustering up a frown but fail miserably. Instead, I lean forward, crossing my arms before me and resting against his chest, looking up at him. "How can you ask me that knowing how curious I can get?" <br><br>I tap my fingers against him, making sure that my elbows are not digging into him. Chewing my lower lip, I muse over the two choices. His face is close. Close enough that it would usually make me uncomfortable. But with him...Sitting up, I brush my fingers lightly over his shoulder blades. "Keep it a secret then...although I can't promise that I won't quiz you for hints." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 01:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're quite welcome to." I reply, smiling. "Who knows, I might even given you one." I let a little heat into my voice, turning it in a double entendre. Sure, it's a little goofy, but what the heck.<br><br>"Trust me, you'll enjoy it, just as much as I will." I add. The 'but for different reasons' I leave unspoken. I'm sure you suspect it though. You're getting more adept at reading me. I still hold the advantage there, but then I've always been good at reading people. I seem to have gotten inside your head pretty damn fast though.<br><br>I realise my mind is wandering and turn my attention back to you again. "Sorry," I say, smiling. "My mind has a habit of wandering off, unless I'm there to keep an eye on it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 03:19:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wrinkle my nose, my eyebrows arching. "See, if your mind is wandering while I'm sitting here with you," My lips quirk, "I obviously must not be doing my job very well." <br><br>"What," I tap a soap soaked finger against his chest, "in the world is going on in that mind of yours while you're half-dozing off?"<br><br>I dip the tips of my finger into the cooling water, watching as the suds float off before flicking my fingers at him, splashing the water against him. "Better get washed before we get all prune-y though." Not that I had any intention of moving for the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 01:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I give a chuckle at that comment. "Well, I was actually thinking about later on. My fiendish plans for you." I raise my hand to twirl an imaginary moustache, some some cliched silent movie villain. <br><br>"I'm thinking once we make it out of here, you can show me a nice lingerie and toy shop, I've got a few ideas on things I want to pick up." I look down and smile. "Still, I'm sure you've no real interest in finding out what I'm thinking of buying, or what my plans are once I do have them, hmm?" I keep my voice deliberately mild, but I know my lips are twitching, trying to stop a far larger grin from spreading over my face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 04:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You mean, 'if we ever make it out of here,' don't you?" I quip with a laugh. Though I don't doubt that what he's telling me is only part of what he has planned. I know how devious and creative his mind can get and feel a shot of anticipation through me at whatever it is that he has in his mind. <br><br>I pull back the strands of hair sticking to my neck with a sharp flick of my fingers, tickling me with their ends. "Though Hell must have frozen over. I believe that you're actually looking forward to going out shopping?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 03:02:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I think we'd move when the water started to cool." I reply. "But that's probably an hour or two from now. I think we might be a bit pruney by then too."<br><br>I raise my hand to brush an errant strand of wet hair from where it threatens to fall across your face. "And I do enjoy some shopping. Put me in a book store and watch what happens." I reply, smiling. "Hours of wandering round looking at clothes, or shoes, or scenty stuff ..." I give a mock shudder. "Especially the scenty stuff. It tends to get into my throat. A couple of minutes of that and I need to find some fresh air."<br><br>"But yeah, some shopping I don't mind." I let a bit of heat into my voice, my smile widening. "And some I quite look forwards to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 10:27:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I laugh, curling against his chest again. "Toss me into the bookstore and I just might sink into the shelves there." I tap my fingers against his skin, drawing abstract lines across him again. "Although, you'd best make sure that you keep a tight leash on me." Glancing up, I grin at him. "You mind may tend to wander, but if you haven't noticed, so does mine. And when my wanders, so does the rest of my body."<br><br>"And I don't suppose it helps that I have the attention span of a gnat either." I giggle, body shaking against his, then my face color at the thought of going into a "toy shop." "Wait...you're not serious about dragging me in and making me...'shop,'" I emphasize the word significantly, "are you?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 01:00:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I grin in reply. "Yup, deadly serious. After all, you'll want to be able to try things on for size, won't you?" I say. "Well, some of the things at any rate." I add with a wicked chuckle. "The others, well, I don't think they let people try those out in the shop before buying." I grin wider at the heat coming to your face. I know you hate it, but I think it's cute. Or maybe I just enjoy being responsible for it so often.<br><br>I stroke my goatee thoughtfully as I look at you. "Now, about this leash idea ... what exactly do you have in mind?" I know that wasn't what you meant, but it's too good a line to pass up, and you know me ... I can't let an opportunity for a bad joke go by.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 07:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My lips part in surprise. I close my mouth when I become aware of it before opening my mouth again to refute. When he mention trying them on though...I can feel the heat in its slow climb up my neck before making its way across my cheeks. I press a hand against my cheek, trying to hide it, all the while narrowing my eyes up at him. <br><br>"Leash? But-" I cut myself off, wrinkling my nose. I chew on my lower lip. Not that I didn't see that coming anyway. Instead, I let a small smile slip over my lips. "I'm not partial to chain links myself...but if I have to make do..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 01:16:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, it wasn't what I had in mind," i say, sounding thoughtfull, as if I'm considering the idea, "But if you really want one, I'm sure we'll be able to find something suitable in the shops, hmmm?"<br><br>I grin at the blush. I really do find it endearing. "I was thinking of seeing how you'd look in something silk and clinging. Maybe a rich, dark red .. burgundy? Or something in satin, with a little lace around the edges."<br><br>"I think you'd look good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 03:23:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I can feel the blood draining from my face before it speed back to my face in a rush. Not that being lead out on a leash would be that...well no, it would be attention grabbing to say the least. Wrinkling my nose, I can't help but pout up at him. "Yeah, you would think that I would."<br><br>Muttering beneath my breath, I shake my head, sending sprays of the water about as the soaked strands swing about. "Would said something 'silk and clinging' manage to cover most of me up?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 02:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I give a chuckle, dropping my hand to place my fingers under your chin, and raise your eyes to mine. "You know, you really need to learn to accept compliments gracefully." I say, smiling. "I'm not one for lying, or needless flattery. Well, not much needless flattery." I amend. "And yes, I think you look good. You may just have figured that out by now, given I've been my usual subtle self about it."<br><br>"As for covering you up, I was thinking something 'good speech' length." I grin at the flicker of puzzlement in your eyes. "Something I got told back in Uni ... a good speech is long enough to cover the essentials, but short enough to keep your audiences interest." It's a handy wee phrase. "Of course, just how covered those essentials might be is likely open for debate, right?" I give a small chuckle, waiting to see what you think of that idea.<br><br>"Plan B is we talk shibari."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 04:35:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A corner of my lip quirks up into a crooked grin. "And you may just have figured that I am completely incapable of doing anything gracefully by now. If I manage to move from one side of the room to the other without knocking over or running into anything, it's purely by luck. Speaking of which, I hope there isn't anything expensive or you're fond of around here." I wrinkle my nose. <br><br>"As for the length of whatever it is you're going to attempt to get me into..." I grin. "That would depend entirely on the audience, wouldn't it? And as for shibari..." I shiver. Small ripples spread over the surface of the water at my movement, "you know my fondness of it already. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 16:28:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, there's one thing round here I'm very fond off." I reply, grinning, knowing that's going to make you blush again. "But I think you've figured that out by now. And besides, I've known people who I swear could trip over their own shadows and end up hurting themselves doing it. Surely you're not that bad, are you?"<br><br>"Now, as for the shibari, yeah, you've mentioned an interest, but I don't think using the ties off the bathrobes there would quite do the job, would they? We'd need to go get some proper rope ..."<br><br>I run my tongue back and forth across my teeth, letting my mind wander ahead. Yeah, why not. "Ok, plan B then. We'll leave silk and clinging for another time. Let's go out and get the rope, come back here and dress you in it." I hold up a finger. "No underwear. This is all you'll have against your skin for the rest of today. Well, under your dress I mean. Then we can spend the rest of the day wandering around."<br><br>"Oh, one other thing." I add, almost as an afterthought. "A toy. A remote controlled toy. With the remote in my pocket while we're out. And while we're at dinner this evening."<br><br>"You like that idea, don't you?" Oh, I know she's going to blush now. But I think it'll get her turned on big time too.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 00:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My eyes widen and I feel the heat spread even more over my face. He seemed to have a penchant for knowing exactly what to say to render me blushing red...and speechless. My lips part unconsciously. Snapping my mouth close, I swallow, my throat working nervously before I part them to speak again. "Into the public?" <br><br>My voice comes out as almost a high squeak. "I mean...that and...that," I'm vaguely aware of exactly how asinine I'm sounding, but can't stop the flow of words from coming forth, "out into the public?" <br><br>A part of me wants to go to the nearest corner and hide, another part...and admittedly the much louder part, is intrigued by the idea. I wriggle against him a little, my tongue darting out to moisten my lips. "That can be...ah, inconvenient?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 02:45:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod in response to the flustered commentary, grinning wider. "Yep, out in public pet. But it's just going to be us that know's what's going on. Assuming your favourite dress isn't too low cut." I add with a wink. "If someone saw a couple of strands of rope running over your shoulders they might wonder." Come to think of it, if the dress is loose the top loop of the rope may well be visible at the collar. Well, we can cross that bridge when we come to it.<br><br>"As for inconvenient, no, I don't think so. In fact I'm thinking it's very convenient. This way I can keep you turned on all day. Little buzzes of pleasure, mostly when no one is around." The mostly will get her blushing again, but I press on. "I want to keep you turned on all day, just a little. So by the time this evening comes you'll want me tearing your clothes off just as soon as we're alone."<br><br>I pause, smiling. "But then you feel that way most of the time I'm around, don't you pet?" I tease, grinning. I know .. I'm a bad man. But she likes me that way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 03:38:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I shiver at the thought of it and then again at the possible scenarios that I might find myself in. Hiding my blush, I nuzzle against the crook of his neck, finding the pulse there and letting my teeth graze against it lightly. I laugh against him, still feeling the heat against my cheeks. "If you know it already, why ask?" <br><br>"And if you want to get into a debate of convenience...that depends entirely on whose perspective it would be from." A small smile tugs at my lips. "I don't how convenient it would be for me." I breath across the wet spot on his neck, my hand skimming across his shoulders in light touches. "Not that it would matter much, would it?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 18:56:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It would matter to me." I reply, nodding. "But there's playfully inconvenient, and really inconvenient. And as long as its playfull, you just need the occasional nudge ..." I jab my thumb lightly in under your ribs, just enough for a start, a squeak and a half glare ... "in the right direction."<br><br>I wrap my arms around you, giving a squeeze. "And you know why I ask. Because I like hearing you answer. I like you admitting to what it is that you really want. And then I like giving you want you want too." I can feel the heat entering my voice on that last sentence. Probably enough to raise the heat in your cheeks, but that doesn't make any of what I've said any less true, now does it?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 04:38:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wrinkle my nose, feigning indignant at the poke to my ribs before sinking back against him, relishing the way that his arms circle about me. The heat radiating from him seem to be warmer than that of the water about us. <br><br>My lips twitch at his admission. "You just enjoy making me flustered." I grin. "But you should not have admit that." Laughing, I wriggle against him. "You know there is no way that I would be able to stop myself from exploiting that fact now." Leaning up, I close my teeth about his earlobe and tug lightly. "But you do spoil me...even if it puts me at an inconvenient state at times..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 12:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like spoiling you." I reply, smiling. "That's part of my job, isn't it? And as for admitting it, well, I have a sneaking suspicion you may just already have known, hmm?" My fingertips dance over your ribs again, a short tickle. <br><br>"And I don't think it's quite as inconvenient as you would have me believe. Otherwise you'd not be so eager, would you?" I pull you tighter against me, pressing my lips to your throat, kissing my way along your neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>22-02-2009, 22:06:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I squirm again at the brush of his fingers against my ribs. "Eager?" It comes out almost as a squeak. "Exactly what am I so eager about?" But I can still feel the heat of the blush against my cheeks. <br><br>Murmuring in wordless pleasure at the way his lips move against my neck, I tilt my head to the side, allowing him more access, my fingers curling loosely against him, finger tips grazing over his skin. "So maybe it's not entirely inconvenient..." I trail off, a shiver running through me. "But at the rate that we're going, we're never going to find out, are we?" I add with a grin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 01:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're eager to try all these deliciously wicked things." I reply, my words slightly muffled as I continue to nip at your neck. At the comment about not finding out, I snort back a laugh. "You may have a point there." I concede. I lift my lips away from your neck. <br><br>"So .. think we should finish up in here, and then we can go shopping?" I enquire.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 05:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh that's cruel." I couldn't wipe the small pout from my lips when he moves away. "You cannot possibly expect me to answer that question." A smile finds its way across my lips, turning the corners of my lips up. "Am I to be expected to answer a question that would lead me to my own doom?"<br><br>I wriggle again, trying to find a position where I would fit most comfortably against him. "Although we probably should, eventually." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 01:48:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I don't think it's quite a doom." I reply, then pause as a thought strikes me. "That being said, if I remember right, a doom can also mean simply a fate. You think you're fated to be with me?" I arch an eyebrow and grin. I can certainly think of much worse fates. Then again, with my sense of humour ...<br><br>I shift myself slightly, trying to make you comfortable, snuggling you down into my arms. "Yeah .. eventually." I pause, looking down and cocking my head to the side. "Though if you just want to curl up for a bit, bed is probably a lot more comfy than the bath."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 03:25:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fated?" I tap my fingers against him, a habit that I have yet been able to break whenever I'm thinking. "A doomed fate. Oh." I pull a face. "I'm not sure I like the sound of that." A corner of my lips curl. "But that we were fated to cross paths eventually? Maybe."<br><br>I stretch a little, making the water ripple once more. Seems like I couldn't hold myself still. Then again, I have never been the type to be able to sit motionlessly for hours. At least not without proper motivations. "Although we've probably spent enough time in the bed for the week." I grin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 20:04:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"In bed, yes; resting, no."&nbsp; I reply, grinning, and knowing that that will bring a blush along with it. "And like I said, the original meaning of a doom was simply a fate .. ok, it could be a bad one, but not always." My mind is full of useless bits of trivia like that. The most obscure bits of information are tucked away there, things I've read years ago. If only I'd been able to memorise my lecture notes half so well when I was at uni. <br><br>"However, since we seem to be drifting away from the topic at hand, shall we make a move? We can get at least as far as the bed, and then see if we want to get dressed and go pick up a few things for later, or ... " I let my voice trail off, a knowing smile on my face. Yeah, you know exactly what the or would entail.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 23:54:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I flush, the heat spreading over my cheeks. Wrinkling my nose, I glance up at him. "'Doomed' is a word I rather not be related to in any manner." I can feel strands of hair sticking to my shoulder. I flick at them, pulling them away from my neck. <br><br>"I do think that we should move though." I rub the tips of my fingers together. "At least before we start to get all prune-y." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 01:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod, and with a little wriggling rise from the bath, the water running down off me. I stay there for a moment or two, then step out onto the tiles, carefully. I'm prepared for the coolness of the tile, but it seems the underfloor heating has kicked in, as it's actually quite comfortable. I lift down one of the towels and quickly run it over myself before wrapping it loosely around my waist.<br><br>I lift a second off the rack, still nicely warm, and unfold it, holding it out for you to step into.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 07:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The water shifts, splashing about as I stand up. The trial of waters running over the curves of my body cooled in the air, making me shiver. I close my fingers about my hair, wringing the extra water from my hair.<br><br>Hugging my arms about myself, I wrinkle my nose before stepping out of the tub and into the towel. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 11:14:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wrap the towel around you, feeling the warmth of it soaking into my arms. Stepping forwards a little I wrap my arms around you as well, holding you against me, and slowly press my lips against your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin.<br><br>I have to remind myself not to get too carried away. The entire point to getting out of the bath was to get moving on the rest of the day, and while another couple of hours play on the bed is a damn appealing prospect, I do have other plans I want to enact. I smile and pull my lips away, concentrating on rubbing the towel over you, and getting you some drier at least.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 20:22:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I couldn't stop myself from tilting my head back, exposing more of my neck to his lips, a low murmur starting in the back of my throat. The sensation of teeth against my skin sends a shiver through my body, making me lean into him. <br><br>A small pout tugs at my lips when he pulls away. Grumbling a little beneath my breath, I wrinkle my nose before wriggling against the towel, trying to dry some spots that he didn't catch. I stifle a yawn, leaning forward to nip against his collarbone with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 00:30:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Carefull." I reply, tapping her on the nose with my finger. "You get me started again and we're not going to get out of her at all this afternoon." Not that I really object to that idea, of course, but I have yet other fiendish plans to enact. I grin at that thought, and give a quick once over with the towel, before letting her take it.<br><br>I step out into the other room, and draw some clothes out of my bag. Casual, I think. We should have time to change into something a bit fancier before dinner. I pull out whichever t-shirt is at the top of the pile, let it unfold, and grin.<br><br><em>You all saw it, that orphange attacked <strong>me!</strong></em><br><br>Ah, gotta love Richard the Lich. I pull it on over my head and dig out the rest of my clothes. It only takes a few moments to pull the rest on me.<br><br>I turn to see how she's getting on. And because I like to see her naked, obviously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 04:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I wrinkle my nose at the tap, my eyes narrowing slightly at the grin. I've come to learn not to trust that smiles. Something is going on in his mind. I shiver. Chances are I won't be finding out exactly what's going on in there until it comes to pass.<br><br>Curling my fingers about the towel, I turn and dry my hair with it, the best I can anyway. Wrapping the dampened towel about me, I follow him out. <br><br>A small smile tug at my lips at the t-shirt. "How fitting." I grin. "Because we all know of your ambitions as a evil dictator." <br><br>Instead of dressing though, I cross the room and sit down on the bed, cross-legged. "Are you going to tell me what you're planning exactly?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 01:55:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I grin at that. "Evil, moi?" I ask, going for innocent. "I much prefer to think of myself as a benevolent dictator. A lot like the Patrician of Ankh-Morpork in the Discworld books. I just have less of a tendency to lower mimes headfirst into a pit of scorpions where they can read the phrase 'learn the words'."<br><br>Yes, I am a mine of useless trivia. It's generally good for a laugh though. "As for telling you, well, I think you already know the gist of it. Shopping, where I intend to pick up a few things, then a nice dinner out." I try to make my voice sound casual. It's probably not working that well. <br><br>She knows how my mind works, or at least she's learning it. She knows I have more planned than I'm letting on. Well, naturally. But if I told her, then it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 03:32:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I burst out laughing even before he'd finished talking. There is no way he will ever be able to pull that off. At least not for me. <br><br>I raise an eyebrow, cocking my head. There is definitely something more going on that mind of his, but past experiences have taught me, if nothing else, that there is absolutely no way I am going to be able to weasel anything out from him. <br><br>Wrinkling my nose, I tug out a casual dress. The dark red suited my mood anyway, and the flowing shape flatters my body well enough. Picking out a pair of bra and panties, I head for the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.<br><br>Only halfway through dressing do I realize the ridiculous act of closing the door. The man have seen pretty much everything already- I flush red, pulling the straps of the dress over my shoulders.<br><br>Smoothing the fabric against my body, I open the door again and peek out at him. "This is the problem when you don't tell me exactly what you have planned...I can't figure out what to wear." I step out and give a little twirl, the skirt swirling about my thighs. "I hope this suffice?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 03:07:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod in approval. "It looks good on you." I reply, smiling. "And it's fine. Like I said, for the afternoon, probably just a bit of shopping. I figure you can point out some good eating spots, then we can come back here and get changed, if necessary, before dinner."<br><br>"Maybe a quick shower, if we don't get .. distracted." I add, chuckling. Oh, I think there'll be some distraction this afternoon ... but it will be a fun variety.<br><br>"So, you need to grab anything else, or shall we make a move?" I enquire. "I figure you'll know a good place to go looking for some lingerie and toys, right?" I deadpan the last of it, purely casual. I figure it's going to get at least a squeak though. That's ok though .. plenty more squeaking before the afternoon will be over.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 05:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I stoop to grab my handbag, pulling out a comb. Twisting the wet hair into a loose knot, I secure it in place with the comb. <br><br>At the mention of lingerie and toys though, a small squeak escape from me. It's an involuntary reaction, one that seems to be happening in increasing frequency about him. "Um." I fidget with the strap of the bag as I turn to him, feeling the heat still spreading over my cheeks. No doubt I'm rivaling the shade of a ripe tomato right about now. "No?" The answer come out as more of a question. <br><br>It's my turn to pull the innocent smile, even if it's a flustered version. "Whatever would give you the idea that I would know?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 15:06:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I chuckle a bit more at the response. She's told me I take entirely too much pleasure in making her squeak. Yeah, I guess I do, but it's a fairly harmless pleasure, right?<br><br>I step up and slide my arms around her waist, drawing her against me. "Oh, I think yes." I reply. "Because I know you pet. I know how your mind works. And I'm thinking that even if you've never actually gone into any of those shops, you still know where they are." I pause for a moment, letting my words sink in.<br><br>"Don't you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 20:13:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I bury my face against his side, trying to hide the blush on my cheeks. "No?" My voice comes out slightly muffled. <br><br>Wrinkling my nose, I look up at him, clearing my throat. "Maybe?" So maybe out of curiosity, I might have driven past those shops once or twice, but that doesn't mean that I have the locations imprinted in my mind. Most of them anyway. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 14:33:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I know what that hesitant maybe means. "You know you're not fooling me any." I reply, smiling. I give a little squeeze as I watch the last remnants of the blush fade. <br><br>I lift her up, eliciting another squeak of surprise and move back to the bed, dropping backwards onto it and taking her down on top of me. "Now, you know, you can actually tell me when you like, or want, something you know." I say, looking up into her eyes. "You don't have to hide things, pet. Not from me. I thought you'd have figured that part out by now."<br><br>"So, you do know where to find a shop or two. Somewhere you've gone past, seen something in the window and wondered how it would look on you. Or maybe wondered what my expression would be the first time I saw you wearing it, right?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 23:46:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I cling onto him as I'm lifted. The sudden lift making my stomach lurch in surprise. Chewing on my lower lip, I look down at him. It's an unfamiliar position and looking down at him is a bit disconcerting. But even from such a position, I don't quite feel that I have an upper-hand in the situation. "Possibly?" <br><br>I squirm a little. "So maybe I do know a few places." I nibble on my lip again. More than a few, actually, now that I think about it. "But I haven't really thought about playing dress-up?" I amend it weakly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 00:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, how about it then?" I enquire, moving my hands to rest on her sides. "Can you honestly tell me you've never looked at a single piece of lingerie and thought how drop dead gorgeous you'd look in it?"<br><br>I've certainly entertained such thoughts, and she knows it all too well. "Come on .. my treat." I add. "I bet we could find something that would have me all but tearing your clothes off in public to get to you." I add with a grin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 22:13:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I squirm away from his hands. I've always been a bit ticklish there. Wrinkling my nose down at him, I shake my head. "I don't picture myself in lingerie." I let a small smile slip onto my lips. "I don't see the attraction in it." <br><br>"And," I swallow, my tongue darting out to wet my lips, "I rather not get arrested for public indecency, really." Not that the thought isn't entirely unappealing- which, I'm sure, is reflected on my face. I've always been a terrible poker player. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 23:53:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I picture you in lingerie. Quite frequently, I might add." I reply. "The stockings, obviously." That is a particular favourite of mine, and she knows it only too well, given how often I mention them. <br><br>I let a fingertip slide up and down her side as I talk. "As for the rest ... a basque set I think, to go with the stockings. Something in a rich, dark colour. Burgandy maybe ..." I muse, cocking my head as I look at her, trying to think what colours would look good on her. <br><br>"Or a deep red. Something to match your dress, and red's a lucky colour, right?" I grin as a thought strikes me. "Maybe we can find something close enough we could call it sangoire, hmm? Something in satin, with lace around the edges."<br><br>I let the heat fill my words as I gaze into her eyes. "Something I can slowly peel off you, inch by inch, unwrapping the gift you've made of yourself to me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 05:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I squirm again at the trailing finger against my side. The thin fabric of the dress does absolutely nothing to protect myself from his finger. <br><br>Red. I can feel the shade spreading up the back of my neck, the tingle of it as it colored my cheek at the heat in his words. A delicious shiver whispered up my spine, making goosebumps rise on my arms. <br><br>The hem of my skirt twists against my thighs as I shift my weight, my fingers falling to curl against the cloth. "Um." I swallow, trying to find my words again. "Sounds...like a plan?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 20:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cool." I reply, as the blush starts to recede. I don't doubt I'll see it again today, but I think we'll have a lot of fun all the same though. "So, where shall we visit first?"<br><br>I give my hips a slight twitch, a gentle reminder that unless she hops up we won't be going anywhere just yet .. and that I may get more ideas which will delay us even more. Fun as that would be, I really do want to buy her something pretty. And then peel it off her later as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 20:45:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I squeak, wriggling to balance myself again. So maybe it would help if I move, but the thought isn't exactly on the forefront of my mind. <br><br>"Well..." I drag the word out a little, trying to delay the actual departure. "There are a few places around here, I think." I can't quite say that I don't really know any of those stores now, can I? Instead, I grin down at him. "If you trust me enough behind the wheel, I can drive us there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>04-04-2009, 00:09:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I reckon that sounds reasonable." I reply. "It takes a lot to scare me in a car. An ex flatmate of mine was quite a driver, and after getting used to him, very little worries me in that regard."<br><br>I let my hand drift down her side, and around to rest it on her rear, my fingertips brushing the bare skin of her leg just past where the dress ends. "So .. shall we ..?"<br><br>I leave off on saying what. I don't think I mind either way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>10-04-2009, 22:51:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I grin down at him. I still haven't told him yet how I nearly ran over two of my friends within the first week of getting my license. On separate occasions of course. But he can find out about my driving skills, or lack thereof, first hand. <br><br>I wriggle back against his hand. "Well...we can get going if you let me." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 21:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Decisions, decisions." I muse, letting my fingertips continue to stroke against the skin of her thigh. With an obvious show of reluctance I lift my hand away. "I guess we should get moving." I continue. "If we get distracted again the shops are going to end up closed on us, and that just wouldn't do, eh?"<br><br>I give my hips a slight twitch to get her up and moving, straightening up after she rises. "So, how close are these places then? I'm guessing a little distance at least if you intend driving." I'm still not quite used to the scale of this place. I'm more used to everything I want to get to being more or less in walking distance of everything else. Still, if it's one of those big malls, they tend to space those out a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>anon</strong> on <strong>17-04-2009, 21:39:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Staggering to my feet, I tug on the hem of the dress, pulling it down and smoothing it. Tucking a loose tendril of hair behind my ear, I pick up my purse and swing it over my shoulder. "They're some way off. Twenty minutes if there's no traffic." And ten minutes with my driving. But he will soon find that out.<br><br>I stand by the door, fingering the leather strap of the purse, feeling the stitches on the leather beneath my fingertips. "Ready then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Come, my pet [Hairy and anon]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 01:40:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ready as I'll ever be." I reply. The door closes behind us with a click, and a minute or two later we're outside, the sun bright overhead. I pull a pair of sunglasses from my pocket and put them on. Even with them, it's brighter, and warmer, than I'm used to. Like anything else, I figure I'll adjust in time, but for the moment it's still a bit much.<br><br>The car isn't parked that far away, and habit has me heading for the drivers side, til my brain kicks in ... the drivers side is on the other side from where I'm used to it being. I grin, a touch guiltily, and move around to the passangers side, getting in and belting up. When you've been in as many accidents as I have, that is automatic. <br><br>I glance over at her as she gets herself comfy. "So, where to?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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