The tradition (Brandon & theuncommonmuse)
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				Title: <strong>The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 14:31:46</strong>
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				It was a clear night with the stars shining bright and the wind barely blowing. There was not a cloud in the sky which allowed Luna to shine even brighter in the shape of a crescent. Even with the limited light it was a bright night, so bright that as people walked they cast shadows upon the grass and soil. <br><br>"David! Dont let your mind wander you need to prepare." a feminine voice said. <br><br>It made the young man jump slightly as he turned his gaze away from the window and the rest of the white mansion toward her. He was a tall man, standing nearly six foot three with a muscular build for a man of his size. He had a full head of dark brown hair, so dark that at times it looked black. His face had the same kind of hair yet his face had no beard or gotee instead he had a more rugged look over tanned white skin. Yet the most alluring and some would say best feature were the brilliant emerald green eyes he had. The entire look gave him amazingly handsome features. His mode of dress was simple and eloquent with dark gray slacks, and a buttoned up long sleeved white shirt. <br><br>Tonight was a special night when a person from the Branston family would take someone from the Williams family as their lifelong servant. The bonds had been done since the early fifteen hundreds, started originally in Italy, and it seemed they would continue forever. Servants were everything they needed to be to the Branstons, in the past some had been lovers, some slaves, some friends. At the end of the ceremony the Branston would be given a large stipend from their family, their job would be to put that money to use in creating a business and adding another place where the Branston family fortune would grow<br><br>Tonight it was his turn, he would be ritually bonded to his childhood friend Lily, a girl he grew up with and who had always been close to him. Only his late brother had ever been closer and when Dominic passed on he had shut people out, including her. Sometimes he felt himself a fool for that but he could not change the past, perhaps in time he could make it up to her<br><br>The woman was a perky young red headed girl, his cousin Susan who he had not seen in nearly ten years. She was dressed in a beautiful yellow sun dress that flowed down to her ankles and revealed a heathy amount of cleavage. He shrugged slightly and reached down, buttoning up his sleeves before he grabbed the tie and walked over to her. "Give me a hand with this." he asked nicely.<br><br>She nodded slowly and helped him, pulling it to the right length and then putting the knot in it, then allowed him to adjust it. "You take Lily as your servant tonight. You need to look your best for her...and when you're alone tonight make sure you tell her how much you appreciate her. The Williams have been our family's servants for centuries. The least you can do is give her some eye candy."<br><br>He couldnt help but laugh a bit as he turned and looked into the mirror, adjusting the deep red neck tie carefully as he secured it around his neck. As he looked at himself in the mirror he couldnt stop himself from thinking that this wasnt his mode of dress, it was the family's but at the very least he could do his best to look good for everyone once in awhile. "Yeah I know the tradition. Shes to be my servant, willing and able to do anything I need and everything I say...and in Lily's case that's doubly true." Once it was finished he took one last look over himself and smiled a bit, it may not have been his style of dress but he certainly did look good. Finally he turned around and asked "ok what do you think? Am I every young womans dream?"<br><br>Susan could only laugh at that and hand him a formal dark gray jacket that matched his pants. "No but it'll do. Ill have Yuri, my servant, tell them that you're ready. Then we can start the bonding ritual." He slipped it on and was about to say something but only saw her rush out of the room. Smiling more he pulled out a small dash of cologne and dabbed it on his neck, he had never liked the smell but once again thought that this night only happened once in each family members lifetimes, the least he could do was make it special<br><br>Finally when everything seemed to be ready he looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He looked good, he smelled good, and he felt good. <em>"Alright, time to get into the family business"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 05:07:50</strong>
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				Lily smoothed her hands nervously down the sides of her robe as her mother and sister fussed with her hair.&nbsp; They had clucked over her like two mother hens over a baby chick all day.&nbsp; This morning she’d been awoken at the first sign of the sun as it rose in the sky, by her mother trilling happily…”Wake up my precious, its time to begin your new life!”<br><br>Lily had groaned and swung her legs out of the bed, her stomach fluttering at the thought of what the day ahead would bring. <br><br>Today was not just her 25th birthday, it was also the day she would undergo the ceremony that would bond her to David Branston as his life servant.&nbsp; For the Williams’ and the Branstons, the tradition went back hundreds of years to the early 1500 with their Italian ancestors.&nbsp; It was a proud tradition for both families and the Williams’ took special pride in the fact that in over 500 years, never once had one who was chosen failed in their duty and servitude to the Branstons.&nbsp; Lily however, was petrified she would be the first to break that long standing tradition.&nbsp; The preparations and constant hovering by her family had kept her busy and had given her little time to fret over the coming ceremony.<br><br>But now, as the moon took its position high in the sky, she felt all those nerves come racing back to her.&nbsp; What if David refused her?&nbsp; She would die of mortification.&nbsp; <br><br>They had been the best of friends growing up.&nbsp; They’d gone to school together, spent nights at each others houses, played hooky together, all the things two inseparable friends did together.&nbsp; Until the day Dominic died.&nbsp; Dominic had been David’s older brother and their constant companion in those younger days.&nbsp; Whereas she had had a schoolgirl crush on David from the time she was 9, she had worshipped Dominic as if he were her own older brother.&nbsp; The day Dominic had died had been the day David shut her out and turned away from her.&nbsp; They had just started high school, Dominic having been a year ahead of them.&nbsp; They had been happy, giddy teenagers, excited to be freshman.&nbsp; Then had come the horrible news of the accident and of Dominic’s death.&nbsp; She had run to David, inconsolable, sobbing and seeking comfort from the one person she counted the most on.&nbsp; Instead he had slammed the door in her face and left her standing there wide-eyed in shock.&nbsp; Somehow she’d made it through high school in a daze. <br><br>Her parents had continued her training and education as expected, never guessing that their daughter’s heart had been shattered.&nbsp; They had never known the depths of her feelings for David.&nbsp; She’d kept her schoolgirl crush to herself.&nbsp; She didn’t even think David knew.&nbsp; She dated no one and had no experience with men.&nbsp; She had no desire to, not after David had turned from her.&nbsp; So while her parents schooled her in all the ways she would need to know in order to please David, she really did not comprehend it fully.&nbsp; She knew what sex was…she was human after all, but in her schoolgirl mind she had romanticized everything and viewed it as a sweet soft romantic event.&nbsp; She had continued her training hoping that one day David would come back to her.&nbsp; But the years had passed and he had never returned.&nbsp; She’d shut herself off and given up her childish dreams. <br><br>Looking into the mirror, she squinted her soft brown eyes and tried to subjectively assess her looks, wondering what David would see when he looked at her tonight under the moon, after their many years apart.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Lily had never considered herself to be a raving beauty, she was just….average.&nbsp; Neither petite and dainty like a Dresden doll, nor tall and lithe like a supermodel, she stood about 5’7” with a softly curved woman’s body.&nbsp; She was neither overly voluptuous nor was she rail thin, Lily thought to herself, “Average, that’s all I am, is average.”&nbsp; What Lily didn’t see was what everyone else saw, a beautiful young woman with a warm heart and a sweet and caring personality.&nbsp; She lit up a room when she entered it.&nbsp; She wasn’t a boisterous person by any means, but she was lit with an inner glow that all who were around her responded to, yet Lily never knew it.&nbsp; <br><br>She watched as her mother finished pinning the flowers into her ruby red tresses.&nbsp; Her hair was the one feature Lily was most proud of.&nbsp; It was a deep ruby red and curled in soft silken waves past the curve of her buttocks.&nbsp; Biting her lip she wondered if beautiful hair was enough to keep David from rejecting her again.<br><br>“Don’t bite your lips Lily!&nbsp; You’ll ruin your lipstick!” her younger sister Leena chided. <br><br>Blushing, Lily let go of her lip and stood as her mother stepped away.&nbsp; She gave her sister a hug and smiled a nervous smile…”Thanks Brat”, she bopped her sister on the nose.<br><br>“Enough you two”, her mother bade them.&nbsp; “Lily, come, it’s time to dress”<br><br>With knees that wobbled only slightly she stepped over to the foot of the bed where her mother waited for her.&nbsp; <br><br>The gown she held was a shimmering swathe of pearlescent silk chiffon.&nbsp; It was styled to drape her body as if she were a Grecian goddess of times past.&nbsp; Her mother held it as Lily stepped into the gown and then smoothed it up over her daughter’s curved hips and breasts, before fastening the gown over her right shoulder with a jeweled clasp shaped like a crescent moon.&nbsp; Her sister then took a silvery silk cord and wrapped it in a criss cross pattern over and around Lily’s waist before tying it under her bust.&nbsp; Silver sandals that laced up her calves completed her ceremonial attire.&nbsp; <br><br>Glancing in the mirror, Lily was shocked, “Why I almost look beautiful!” she thought in amazement.&nbsp; “Maybe David won’t reject me!”&nbsp; Laying a hand over her throat she smiled softly…”Perhaps my dreams I lost long ago are about to come true”<br><br>Her mother dabbed her throat and wrists and elbows with a soft lilac fragrance before declaring…”There…you look beautiful Lily”&nbsp; Her sister giggled and danced with an excitement that Lily only wished she could emulate.<br><br>Her father chose that moment to enter and when he saw Lily, he smiled widely.&nbsp; “Lily, my girl, you are breathtaking!”<br><br>“Oh Papa!” she laughed as she walked to his side.&nbsp; “You just forgot your glasses again” <br><br>“Nay my girl, you are indeed a beautiful offering to Luna and to David tonight.&nbsp; You do the Williams family proud”&nbsp; <br><br>Holding out his arm to her he asked…“Are you ready?&nbsp; The bonding ceremony is about to begin.”<br><br>Her pulse started hammering but she slid her arm through his and replied…”Yes Papa, I’m ready.”&nbsp; <br><br>Patting her hand as if he knew of her nervousness, he guided her out the door and to her new future. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 09:32:05</strong>
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				The ballroom was ablaze with lights that banished the darkness, even shadows would not cast in the soft light. Soft classical music played in the background, tracing its origins all the way back to the sixtenth century when the two families first began their pact. Yet the smell of perfectly prepared cuisine filled the room as dinner had been laid out for all. It was customary that no one would eat till the ceremony was complete and that once bonded the servant would serve the Branston for the first time. It was not till they both sat and ate that anyone else would touch the food. <br><br>The music stopped completely as he entered, and the two famalies cleared a path through the center. At the far side of the room was the eldest of the two famalies. Davids Great grandfather was his. Amadius Branston was a man who was just over a hundred years old and seemed as fit and capable as a fifty year old and as stubborn as a bull. He owned one of the largest international banks in the world and held literally trillions of dollars worth of assests outside his personal fortune. The man wasn't as tall as David, he only stood at five foot ten inches and his face had the inevitable wrinkles of age upon it along with a full head of silver grey hair. He wore a suit much like Davids but eschewed the tie and he also had an old cane made of quality oak in his right hand. <br><br>As David waited for Lily to arrive he felt the pressure of a hand on his shoulder and looked back to his father. The man was the spitting image of him except an inch taller and with brown eyes. "Are you ready for this?" he asked. David only nodded slowly, he had been waiting for this day to come for several years. He wasnt about to let it slip out of his fingers or let fear of what could be stop him. For now all he could do was stand there and wait for Lily<br><br>(I figured we can make the entrance, then the ceremony, and then the family congratulations)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 02:38:52</strong>
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				Lily's father led her over the lawn and to the Branston's mansion that sat beside theirs.&nbsp; The arrangement facilitated the long standing tradition.&nbsp; Inhaling lungfuls of the sweet night air, Lily fought to calm her nerves.&nbsp; She had been trained for this all her life, but she'd not seen David in nearly 7 years, would she even recognise him?&nbsp; Lily's father knew his daughter well and felt her pulse beating rapidly as her wrist rested on his arm.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Come now Lily, you will be fine.&nbsp; Tis not as if we send you to the gallows my girl"...he smiled, showing her he was joking and trying to ease her nerves.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I know Papa, but what if he doesn't want me?&nbsp; What if I am the first Williams to ever be refused?"&nbsp; Her eyes were wide with fear.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Lily!" her father gasped.&nbsp; "I'll hear no such words fall from your lips again.&nbsp; If David wanted you not, we would not be here about to go through the bonding ceremony now would we?"<br>&nbsp;<br>She blinked as his words struck home.&nbsp; He was right.&nbsp; David could have called off the ceremony at any time.&nbsp; He was too honorable a person to publically humiliate her.&nbsp; Her spirits lifted and a tiny ray of hope began to light itself in her heart.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"You are right Papa.&nbsp; I am just nervous.&nbsp; I have not seen him in 7 years and we have not spoken much since..."...her eyes looked away..."Since the day we learned Dominic died" she finished on a whisper.&nbsp; "I'm afraid to fail him Papa.&nbsp; He is a stranger to me now"<br>&nbsp;<br>Her father stopped and laid his hands on his daughter's shoulders.&nbsp; Lily had always been a sensitive child and more so when David had shut her out.&nbsp; He was not blind.&nbsp; He'd seen how she had looked at David and he knew her child's heart had loved him.&nbsp; He sought now to soothe her.&nbsp; He knew David was a fine young man and he would never sully the families reputation or do anything to cause grief between the families.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Lily, my sweet child...you will make us proud.&nbsp; You have nothing to worry about.&nbsp; You have learned your studies, you have a pleasing manner and beauty for him to behold...."<br>&nbsp;<br>Lily started to protest at the beauty part but her father shushed her...."I hope one day that David will make you see what we all see when we see you Lily."&nbsp; "Come now...we are here and the families await for us so that the ceremony can begin."<br>&nbsp;<br>A soft blush stole over her cheeks, both in nervous anticipation and at her father's compliments and admonishments.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Yes Papa" she whispered, and following his lead they ascended the steps to the veranda and to the grand entrance to the ballroom where two liveried butlers awaited their approach.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Her father tucked her hand tighter to his arm and stepped up to the doors and as the butlers swung it open, he led her inside.<br>&nbsp;<br>Lily voluntarily stepped across the threshhold on her father's arm, the first part of the bonding ceremony having been accomplished with that small task.&nbsp; When the bonded pair was a Williams girl and a Branston male, the ceremony involved only the fathers.&nbsp; Each offering the fruit of their loins to Luna and the tradition that bound their families irreparably together.<br>&nbsp;<br>Lily felt her tummy flutter madly when she caught sight of David.&nbsp; She'd been surreptitiously checking out the room, gazing in wonder at the room she and David used to run and play in.&nbsp; There he stood, looking so handsome it hurt in a dark grey suit and a deep red tie that was the exact shade of her hair.&nbsp; His father William stood behind him, a near mirror image of his son, except for eye color.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>She trembled and her step faltered only slightly as her father led her thru the center of the room and thru the column of families on either side of them until they were at the dais where David and his father stood.<br>&nbsp;<br>Turning towards her, her father raised her left hand and kissed the back of her hand, then brought her forward and kissed both her cheeks, and then her forehead.&nbsp; He then looked to David's father and nodded, holding out Lily's left hand to him.<br>&nbsp;<br>William stepped forward, a smile on his lips as he beheld the beautiful woman that was to be his son's servant.&nbsp; Taking her hand, he repeated the motions that Lily's father had just done, kissing the back of her hand, then both cheeks and finally her forehead before leading her to stand beside his son.&nbsp; The second stage of the ceremony had now been completed.&nbsp; One father giving his blessing to his daughter for her new journey, the other accepting that precious gift and welcoming the girl to her new family and her new life.<br>&nbsp;<br>Both fathers stepped up onto the dais, each facing their respective children.&nbsp; It was time for the oaths to be spoken and the bonding ceremony completed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 07:04:13</strong>
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				As she came to his side he took a long look over her and his lips curled into a pleased smile. Without waiting a moment he reached out slowly and took her hand, letting his fingers curl in her own as he stepped closer. "Im sorry" he whispered, though he didnt say what his apology was for. Yet it was for everything, for the past years and being a complete fool over the last few decades. <br><br>He moved a bit closer and set his hand on the small of her back before turning toward his great grandfather. "I hope you're ready for this." he said softly, facing forward but his eyes clearly on her. Still he lead her forward, traversing the ballroom till they stood in front of an old hand made chest. "Let's begin." he said softly. <br><br>The old man nodded slowly and opened the chest, revealing several white silk scarves within. He pulled out one and took both the hand of each one that was closer to the other. He carefully wrapped the scarf around their hands and finally tied a knot around it. Once he was done he cleared his voice and looked around the room. "Today we bond these two souls together. A tradition that has been followed for centuries when our ancestors were first traversing the world in the silk trade. Let this ancient piece of cloth represent what it means to be truely bonded to each other. Devotion, companionship, desire, and purity. As the Williams stands before the Branston they will serve. As the Branston stands before the Williams they will provide. David if you will take her as your lifelong servant make your oath now."<br><br>He looked over, turning slightly to take her untied hand in his. "Lily I accept you as my servant. My closest companion. My lifelong and most devoted of friends. I accept your service, your quirks, your soul. All the good and if it exists the bad as well. You are mine, and I am am yours. Forever."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 16:27:13</strong>
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				Lily could only stare wide eyed with wonder at her childhood love.&nbsp; He had grown even more handsome than she could have ever imagined.&nbsp; When he took her hand and whispered "I'm sorry" to her, she nearly burst into tears, for she knew without any more words other than those two what he was apologising for.&nbsp; She felt her spirit soar as she knew now, she would not be refused, she would not disgrace her family.<br><br>She nodded shyly in response to his question and felt the warmth of his hand on her back seep thru the thin silk of her gown as he led her across the floor to his great grandfather Amadius.&nbsp; Amadius had always made Lily a bit fearful.&nbsp; He was a man who commanded attention and oozed power, even at his advanced age.&nbsp; <br><br>Lily could not take her eyes from David's.&nbsp; She was trembling with joy and hope and happiness.&nbsp; She could not quite believe her dreams were actually finally about to come true. <br><br>They finally stopped at in front of Amadius and as the words were spoken and the silk scarf wrapped around their wrists, Lily's heart began to beat rapidly in her chest and her head began to feel very lightheaded.<br><br>She turned at David's urging and her free hand slid into his and she felt her eyes tear as he spoke his oath to her, there never having been sweeter words spoken.&nbsp; She felt the anguish of the past years slip away and it was with a face and heart clean of sorrow that she turned and bowed her head to Amadius for his blessing that she be allowed to give her own oath.<br><br>It was a part of the ceremony and proof that a chosen servant has both been properly schooled and has accepted the bonds of servitude by not speaking her own oaths until allowed permission to do so.&nbsp; <br>Actions speak louder than words and her actions stated clearly to all present that she understood the balance of power and her place within it and that she freely accepted her servitude to the Branston family and her submission to David. <br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 12:16:31</strong>
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				David reached forward, setting his hands under her chin as if to help her look up at his face. His eyes stayed focused on hers and he tried to give a simple reassuring smile to her. "Lily, I always want you to look at my face when you speak to me. Now lets hear that oath, let everyone know that this is what you really want but more importantly let them know why." he said softly. He had written something for her, spent a few days contemplating what this really meant to him and now he wished to hear the same form here. 
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				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 21:38:56</strong>
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				Lily lifted her head at David's urging, staring into those deep emerald eyes.&nbsp; Eyes she had long yearned to be staring at her as they did now.&nbsp; She gripped the hand bound to hers and with a soft sweet voice she spoke the oath that would bind them together.<br><br>"David, on this eve, under the light of Luna, and before our families,&nbsp; I offer to you my willing submission.&nbsp; I place myself completely into your hands, to be your servant in all ways.&nbsp; You are and have always been my heart's desire, my soul's wish and I will care for you until the day I draw my last breath.&nbsp; I accept all that you are and all that you will become and never shall I forsake thee.&nbsp; I am yours, ...forever. <br><br>A single tear slid from her eye as she spoke the words she had written long ago, and never thought she would ever speak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 03:02:00</strong>
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				He leaned forward, holding hre hands slightly as he kissed the tear. He didnt ever want to see Lily cry, not even in happiness. Tears just didnt belong on her face. <br><br>Suddenly the eldest spoke up with a warm smile on his face. "With your oaths you are now bonded in an ancient and sacred pact. From this moment on you are truely one of us. As is your right David, I have something for you." He pulled a small envelope from his vest pocket and handed it to his great grandson. David only let Lily's hand drop for a moment so he could slip it into his own vest pocket. Now he was truly the master of this house and all of them were his guests. Dinner was the last tradition to follow. <br><br>Slowly he unwrapped the silk scarf around their arms and then placed it around Lily's neck with a smile. "Lets go ahead and have dinner my dear. We can chat with everyone else later" he suggested, though it was clear this was no order or command. The night was theirs, a couple of people who had just&nbsp; been given a great many gifts from their families but the only one David really cared about was her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 20:16:11</strong>
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				Lily felt his butterfly kiss on her cheek as he kissed her tear away.&nbsp; She smiled tremulously up at him, the light of happiness and love in her eyes.<br><br>She shivered gently as she felt the cool slick silk wrap around her neck, knowing soon it would be replaced with a formal collar which would proclaim her as his.&nbsp; the design would be up to David, but it would be worn by her never to be removed except were she to be cast out.<br><br>Tucking her arm into his she whispered softly, "Yes Ma...David"...she did not yet know if he preferred the term Master or his given name.&nbsp; They would have to discuss that later after dinner when they were alone.<br><br>For now she let him lead her to their table so that she could begin her duties, to listen to his instructions and to serve them dinner.&nbsp; It was thru these first lessons she would learn his likes and dislikes so that in the future he would not even have to direct her, she would know what he wanted and when.&nbsp; <br><br>As they approached the table, Lily trembled and prayed to Luna she would not spill anything or cause David embarassment and that he would be pleased with her servitude.&nbsp; As he had directed her, she stood with her eyes looking up into his, waiting for his instructions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 09:35:52</strong>
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				He took a seat at the head of the table with his great grandfather seated at his left. As his father was about to sit at his right he held up a hand showing a signal to stop. He spoke softly, knowing that both his father and great grandfather would look at him oddly for what he was about to say. "Dad, thats reserved for Lily. She'll be serving and pouring drinks but I want her to be a part of dinner as much as she serves it."<br><br>The reaction he got was spot on to his expectations as both men and a few others looked at him oddly. His cousin was about to interject but just as her mouth opened Amadius replied to his wishes "It's your house now David. We will respect whatever you want in your home. Just be sure to give the same respect to others." David nodded in reply and then reached out to take Lily's hand, kissing the top of it once. "I want you by my side, not in the back. Remember that this is your home as much as it is mine. We will share in a lot." he told her before looking out over the table at his family before sitting back in the chair. "Lily, could you go around and fill everyones glasses please and while you're at it I just want a cold soda...and to the rest of you, enjoy." he smiled, knowing that no one in his family had ever understood why he disliked other "finer" beverages. Ever since he was a kid he loved the taste of cola and all through his life it had been his drink of choice. He had been an adult for a long time now, going on 25 years old but that was one thing he had never really grown out of and he knew some of them would see it as childish. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 19:47:28</strong>
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				Lily blushed as bright red as her hair as he told his father that Lily's place was at his right hand.&nbsp; Such was not the usual custom.&nbsp; She smiled softly and nodded, "yes Master David", her eyes nervous to hold onto some tradition lest his family think she was turning him away from the traditions of old.<br><br>Picking up the crystal water pitcher, she went around and filled each family member's goblet with the iced liquid, smiling and yet silent, as David had said they could chat later, so she would speak only to him to as she completed each task and acnowledged his new instructions.&nbsp; After everyone had water, she walked over to the waiting butler who held a tray with both red and white wine. She bowed her head and motioned for him to accompany her so that she could serve and pour while he held the tray.&nbsp; This would keep her hands from warming the wine and would be much more an elegant service.&nbsp; She hoped this pleased David, this small change.&nbsp; <br><br>Laying her hand on each family member's shoulder, she asked each softly, "Red or White? Milady or Milord", depending on which family member it was, though she did address fer own mother and father in less formal names.<br><br>When each family member had been served their wine, she padded quietly to the beverage bar and filled a glass with ice and poured over it, David's favorite soda, which made her smile at his boyish love of the carbonated drink.&nbsp; Walking back to the table she curtsied and placed his drink beside him.&nbsp; "The beverages have been poured Master David.&nbsp; What would you have of your servant next?"&nbsp; She carefully kept her head up and her eyes on him, though it took everything in her.&nbsp; She had been trained to keep her head bowed in a show of respect and servitude.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 02:05:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had been talking to his father and mother before she came back and whispered to him. In front of him was a full plate of food already, partially dug into which showed how hungry he was. He looked up and smiled warmly before reaching out to take her hand and hold it securely in his own. "Just David my dear. Come join us and talk Lily, I'll let you know if I want something else. Alright?" he said softly. At this point he needed to sound reassuring to her 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 02:15:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily smiled softly and nodded.&nbsp; "Yes David".&nbsp; She slid into the chair to his right, his hand still holding hers.&nbsp; She slipped hers from his and unfolded the snow white napkin next to her plate onto her lap before picking up the heavy silver fork and taking a bit of food from her plate.&nbsp; She smiled shyly over at his parents.&nbsp; She had known them all her life, but tonight, tonight it was as if they were different people.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 03:06:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you, I know that it cant be easy to suddenly adjust to this" he said softly as he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. He knew he ran things differently then the rest of the Branston family and that was something that everyone was dealing with. His family was normally prime and proper all the time where he had found casual approaches more worthwhile. If he had only been this way earlier in his life, perhaps he would have never upset Lily so much and put her on that "I am not worthy" path of thinking<br><br>He tossed a small slice of ham into his mouth, tasting it as he looked over at her. Then his father, and then his great grandfather, they all looked at him as if waiting for something and he knew what it was they wanted to hear. Yet his eyes were focused solely on her, watching her and drinking i the look of her body. She looked absolutely gorgeous in that dress, so much so that he knew he would have to take several pictures tonight and place them in some kind of album<br><br>After a moment he wiped his mouth clean and looked at Lily with a smile "Lily, what kind of business do you think I should start?" the question was posed to the two others but phrased as if he only wanted her opinion. Her opinion was far more valuable to him anyway, at least she would always be honest when he commanded it. Still he wondered what she would say about it, would she care as long as the place was alright? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 03:55:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily continued to eat quietly, David reaching out to squeeze her hand occasionally making her relax and her smile to appear more often.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt as if this were all a dream, that any moment now she would wake up and it would all be gone.&nbsp; She said a swift prayer to Luna asking that if this was indeed a dream, to never let her wake from it.&nbsp; Having David smile at her, clasp her hand, it was all she had ever wanted and never thought she would have.<br><br>Lily's eyes went wide when she heard David ask her what sort of business he should open.&nbsp; Immediately her cheeks flamed red again.&nbsp; She had no idea what to even suggest, to say...she had not seen him in 7 years and she had no idea what sort of things he did, what he was passionate about.&nbsp; Stammering and stuttering she tried to answer him, feeling as if every one was watching her make a fool of herself....<br><br>"I.....I...."...her eyes blinking frantically as she tried to think.&nbsp; She took a hasty sip of her water and tried again.&nbsp; "I ...I....*she swallowed thickly and took a breath to try and calm her nerves.....<br><br>"I..ttthink you should sss..start&nbsp; a business that you are passionate abbbout David...if...if you ddd...do something yo...you love then....then you will al...always be a...a succ..success." <br><br>by the end of her answer, Lily's hands were&nbsp; shaking so badly she had to place them in her lap, clenched tightly as she tried not to hyperventilate...please, please please let that be a good answer she fretted silenty in her head.<br><br>She watched David only, too afraid to look anywhere else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 05:21:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That is an excellent idea Lily, I fully agree." David said, once again his hand squeezing hers in a attempt to calm her down. The agreeable comment was soon followed by someone saying "Quite right" and another piping in with "People do tend to be more successful when they enjoy what they do." It was also obvious that the two heads of the family nodded in pleased agreement as well. <br><br>After a few seconds he cleared his throat and gave her hand another squeeze while he looked toward her. "I will have to give you a reward for that wonderful minds of yours. Im truly blessed that <em>you </em>serve me." He stopped then noting the still surprised faces about how he was treating Lily, his servant. They just needed time to get used to the idea that he ran his home differently from them and as long as they were within their home, that is his and Lily's, they would hold their tongues or accept his commands.<br><br>Still he saw the seriousness in Lily's face and moved to change the topic while looking over her once again. "You know you look gorgeous tonight my dear.I cant hardly stop looking, its almost like Im...compelled. Will I be blessed with such a wonderful sight every night or will I have to dictate what you wear even more?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 20:01:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily visibly relaxed when she heard David's compliment and the agreeing murmurs of the family instead of the snickers of laughter she had expected.<br>She really cared not for a reward, his praise of her was worth ten times more than any diamond or trinket or bauble., still she worried at how his family would be taking his more casual approach to the way he treated her.&nbsp; She hoped that in time they would come to accept him and not feel that he was ignoring the long traditions, he just looked at them a new way.<br><br>Her lips parted on a little "O" of surprise and her cheeks blushed a soft pink as he spoke about her dress and how much he loved the way she looked.<br><br>Gazing into his eyes, she spoke sincerely and only to him..."I am here to please you in all ways DAvid, should you wish to control my dress I will be most pleased and willing to wear whatever it is you feel will please you the most.&nbsp; "If you wish me to wear nothing but a few bits of cloth, or wish me to be covered head to toe in burlap, I will accept your wishes for I know it pleases you.&nbsp; If the choice is mine to make, I shall endeavour always to dress in the hopes that I see your eyes light up as they are now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 02:28:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a light chuckle while looking into her eyes, not surprised about her response in the slightest. "Variety is the spice of life Lily, I prefer you manage your own dress most of the time but once in awhile it might be nice to see a surprise or two. I was more commenting on your look now, you're absolutely stunning, like you approached this as if we were getting married." He paused fora&nbsp; moment and shrugged slowly "I suppose in a sense we are married, its just a different kind of union."<br><br>He took a few more drinks as well as a few gulps of his soda, enjoying the meal that the various family servants had prepared. So many culinary delights that he was a bit surprised that the table could hold it all. After thinking about it for a few moments he looked up and grinned "You'll have to make something tasty like this every night too. I cant say Im into fancy stuff like the rest of the family. I guess since college I've been learning how to be more practical and less fine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 03:27:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily's face glowed under David's compliments, her eyes shining bright.&nbsp; "I designed the dress myselflauged when we had just started high school.&nbsp; I wanted to be your moon goddess.&nbsp; I knew our ceremony would take place under the light of Luna and I wanted to pay tribute and be a fitting match for you."&nbsp; Lily nodded.."Papa always said that this ceremony was indeed a marriage of sorts for we are now bound together under the eyes of our family and Luna."&nbsp; <br><br>She laughed, the sound like a soft clear bell.&nbsp; "Mama made sure I could cook as it was part of my training, that I be able to serve you in all ways and to see to all your needs."<br><br>Lily resumed eating, her eyes always alert should David require her services.&nbsp; Tonight was turning out to be a wonderful evening after all.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 04:33:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				On occasion he or his guests would ask for something, each time giving lily and opportunity to prove her worth to the family, though each time she looked at David his face showed pure adoration for her. The festivities went on for another hour and when dinner was eaten and everyone tired David lead them all out of his home. He made sure to thank everyone of them for coming, from the highest of his family to the lowest of Lily's, each time giving them a hug or handshake as they left for their own homes. <br><br>As the door shut he reached up and pulled his necktie cleanly off before stretching and looking toward Lily. "That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I figured everyone would jump down my throat the second I dispatched with the proper speak..." His lips curled into a smile as he took a few steps toward Lily, stopping at just a hands length away. "What did you think of the night Lily? I didnt want this to be a night where you were pushed to your limits and held to an unfair standard...my standard is the only one I expect you to live up to, and its not very high. Anyway, did you at least have fun?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 16:57:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily was a wee bit tired from serving so many people in one gathering.&nbsp; Still she had on some level enjoyed it each time seeing the look upon David's face each time she had completed a task, each guest murmuring their wonder at her grace and composure while serving them.&nbsp; Soon they quieted with theier requests satisfied she was worthy and let her finish her own meal.<br><br>As David showed their guests out she quietly directed the staff to clear the tables and to clear the ballroom.&nbsp; She asked the maids if David's room had been prepared and once satisfied it had she sent the maids to air her own room.&nbsp; She knew not what the rest of the evening would entail but she wanted to be prepared.<br><br>As David spoke she smiled, "It was a wonderful evening David and I think both families enjoyed themselves even if they were a bit shocked at your more casual approach.&nbsp; And once they deemed me suitable and let me eat some of the chef's amazing food I quite enjoyed myself", her twinkling eyes showing her bteasing nature.&nbsp; The night spent under the glow of David's approval had erased any last traces of doubt of his wanting her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 18:01:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and reached forward, taking her hand and holding it like he might have if they would have been together when they were in high school. "Per tradition, I still have one more thing to give you tonight. So I would like you to send the staff home and then meet me in my room. I think I will go upstairs and take a hot shower first though, so dont feel like you need to rush." Still smiling he raised her hand and kissed the knuckles once while staring into her eyes. "I will see you soon, dont keep me waiting <em>too </em>long"<br><br>He didnt wait for her to say anything before stepping off and heading upstairs to his room. The master bedroom was absolutely huge with a king sized bed nestled under the large windows and a huge walk in closet just a few steps from it. around the room there were other pieces of furniture as well. A writing desk and chair with his computer set on the top of it, an entertainment center with a huge TV setup, and finally there was the the pair of couches set around an old fireplace. That being the thing he had personally added with his limited funds. There were three doors, one leading out into the main hall, one leading into the bathroom, and one leading out to a balcony that overlooked the backyard and the fields beyond. <br><br>David came in and laid out his robe, an old Maroon colored silk robe he had purchased as a teenager when traveling through Japan. He had taken superb care of it, and it still fit him like a glove. He undressed, showing a toned body that went through a lot of daily excersise which made him look like a handsome and somewhat muscular man. Then he made his way into the bathroom. It wasn't as large but it had everything anyone would need with a pair of double sinks, and a large walk in shower that could double as a bathtub. It reminded him of the hot tub outside and he wondered if he could convince Lily to join him in it one day. <br><br>He stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water, waiting patiently till it was near boiling hot before he stepped inside. He stood there and let his head fall back, enjoying the feel of hot water cascade down his body. Once he felt like he was wet he took some body soap and began to later himself up. He always started with his thighs and worked down, it was one of his habits to work on his appendages first. Especially his lower body before anything else. By the time Lily would arrive she would find him still in the shower, cleaning up and relaxing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 20:03:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily smiled and blushed softly when David bade her to send the servants home and meet him upstairs.&nbsp; After he left the room, Lily went to see the progress they had made.&nbsp; Seeing that they were finished, she bade them to retire for the evening and thanked them for a wonderful meal and wonderful evening.<br><br>Smiling and pleased with their new Mistress, the servants wished her well, a few even winking playfully at her as they retired to their quarters.<br><br>When the last had left, Lily closed the door and set the security system before making her way upstairs to David's room.<br><br>As she stepped through the door, she gave a low soft sound of appreciation.&nbsp; The room, every inch of it reminded her of David.&nbsp; The sound of water running let her know he was still in the shower.&nbsp; Looking around the room, she tried to decide where he would want her to wait for him. <br><br>He was doing things so differently from what she had been taught.&nbsp; her mother had trained her to kneel upon the floor at the foot of the bed, but she instinctively knew that David would not wish to see her thus, yet sitting on the bed seemed highly inappropriate to her.&nbsp; She had not been invited into his bed yet.&nbsp; She chewed her lip trying to decide.&nbsp; The sofas were a possible solution but she wasn't sure if they were what he would want.<br><br>Thinking that tradition was always the safe choice, she retrieved a large throw pillow from the couch and returning to the foot of the bed, on the side facing the bathroom floor, she placed and then knelt upon the floor, her hands folded in her lap as she waited for him to finish his shower.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 10:01:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It would be another ten minutes before he finished with his shower and dried off, David had always taken incredibly long showers and took his time getting himself clean but for him it was also a form of relaxation that let his mind wander and his body relax. When he came out he had only a towel wrapped around his waist that barely fell below his knees. The first thing he noticed was Lily standing there and he let out a short sound of surprise at that. Still he didnt try to let it bother him and walked past her, tossing off the towel and slipping on his robe. It only gave her a quick glance of his bare backside but she could see everything from head to toe. <br><br>The robe hung partly open, showing the defined features of his chest and stomach. Then he walked over to turn on the stereo so soft music could be heard throughout the room. Once he was dressed he walked back over to her and offered his hand to her to help her up. "Normally I wont want you to kneel like that. You might be my lifelong servant but this is also your home. I want you to be comfortable here and with me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 17:18:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily heard his sound of what seemed to be dismay or surprise.&nbsp; It caused her to blush deeply and duck her head, even though she was not supposed to.&nbsp; She realised she had erred with her choice of tradition over the more casual approach.<br><br>She couldnt help but peek up as he walked past and slipped off his towel to put on his robe.&nbsp; He was really quite handsome.&nbsp; He had grown into a sexy and dashing man from the boy she knew in school.<br><br>She watched him go and turn on the stereo and walk back to her and offered her his hand.&nbsp; She placed hers in his and let him pull her up before answering, knowing now that if she waited it would displease and not please him.<br><br>Stammering a little she tried to explain..."I...it seemed inappropriate and forward to rest upon your bed as I've not been invited to do so, and the couches seemed a wrong choice given that your robe was on the bed not the couch, so I relied on the tradition taught to me by Mama and knelt like I was taught to do.&nbsp; I am sorry if that displeased you.&nbsp; I will understand if you wish me to leave."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 23:37:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He stood there for a bit, just looking into her eyes and smiling, thinking about the past and their future together. She seemed so formal and at one time he probably would have liked that but since college he had changed somewhat but not completely. He still felt those same feelings he had in highschool bubbling up for his childhood romance. Stronger then ever.<br><br>"I dont want you to leave. In fact, its hard to think of a time when I wont want you by my side." he said softly as his hands reached up to her shoulders, then in one smooth movement he let them slide under her arms and around her back as he drew her into a tight hug. He needed this, as much as it seemed she needed it to. "Im just glad to see you again, I've missed you. I kept telling myself I should call or write or something but I just kept putting it off and eventually...I wasnt sure if I could see your face, knowing how I wronged you. Im so sorry Lily, can you forgive me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 02:21:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily sighed and melted into his hug, her head resting on his chest.&nbsp; She still had trouble believing he was here and she was his now.<br><br>Tilting her head back she smiled softly up at him..."yes David...I can forgive you.&nbsp; It was hell these past 7 years to not have my best friend with me, and it hurt like I've never known hurt before, but seeing you tonight, seeing the look in your eyes...all that pain has melted away."<br><br>Laying her head back on his chest and slipping her arms around his waist she whispered..."I forgive you"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 07:13:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He placed a single soft kiss on the top of her head and hugged her even tighter, holding her close against him for the longest time before his arms loosened. He felt good now that he had gotten it all off his chest. He only wished he had said it much sooner. <br><br>"R...I've still got something for you. Its that personal tradition that most of the family does..." he whispered before slowly pulling away from her and walking over to the dresser. He took a few moments to find a small oak box, similar to a music box and handed it to her. "Go ahead, open it." he said. The top would lift easily and inside would be a thin black leather collar with silver studs and a silver buckle at the front and back. "Theres that tradition that says you must wear a collar for me, as a symbol that your body is mine to be used however and whenever I wish and by me alone...I dont really know how much I believe in all that but I do know that I care about you. I've always hoped we could be more then friends..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 07:46:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily opened the box he handed her, knowing already what it held.&nbsp; She had in fact been waiting for this moment from the day she had known she and David had been matched. Her fingers stroked over the thin leather band.<br><br>Looking up at him she smiled a deeply happy and joyous smile...."I believe in this tradition and honor David.&nbsp; I have looked forward to this moment for so long."&nbsp; "I care deeply for you too David, more than you know."<br><br>She held the box out to him..."Please?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 23:50:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded slowly and took the thin leather collar from the box, letting his fingers run over it as if to let himself know what it felt like before it would be worn by her. He unbuckled it slowly and then took a step forward, pulling it around her neck and positioning it so the small D shaped rings were at the front and the back. Slowly he tightened it, making it so it was snug but not to tight. As he worked it he repeated his secret vow, something he wrote only for her ears. "This is a symbol of our bond. From this day onward you are mine, just as I am yours. Your body will never be touched by another man or woman without my permission. You will only know the pleasure of sex when you are with me, either in my bed or at my hands. It is my right to have you whenever, wherever, and however I wish"<br><br>Once it seemed to be in place he looked at her, smiling again as he leaned in and kissed her cheek with a single peck. "Is that to tight? or not tight enough? I dont plan to take it off you anytime soon." It was just as he said, he had no reason to remove it from her neck and it was much like her wedding ring, a symbol of her commitment to be his. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 16:14:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily felt a sense of rightness as David buckled the collar around her neck.&nbsp; She felt him snug the leather firmly to her.&nbsp; It felt wonderful, tight enough to remind her it was there a tangible proof of his ownership.<br><br>As he spoke his vow she smiled, his words now as precious to her as had his oath to her during the ceremony.<br><br>She placed her hand over his as he fussed over her, "it is fine David"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 17:15:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry." he said softly, as his hands came up to set on both sides of her neck. He stood there staring into her eyes and smiling handsomely for a long time till he leaned forward and pressed his lips gently against her own. For the first time in forever he was kissing Lily, a sensation that he had craved for years but never allowed himself to have. To many things got in the way of this fateful moment, most of all his own weakness. His kiss was soft and loving, full of all the emotions he had kept bottled up in years past. The very act was in a way a chance for him to let go of the past mistakes and revel in the one thing that made it all worthwhile. <br><br>He kissed her for a long time but eventually withdrew his lips so he could see her eyes and her reaction to his sudden forwardness. She may have been his now but he didnt know how she would react to something so sudden and seemingly out of character. "Mmmm, I've wanted to do that forever...I may...well no, I will have a hard time not kissing you from time to time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 00:33:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily melted into his embrace, her arms sliding around his waist as she tilted her head back and just dissolved into the kiss.&nbsp; In some part of her mind, it was racing and reveling in the wonder of the day....David was kissing her!&nbsp; It was in some ways surreal.&nbsp; But as quickly as those thoughts raced across her mind, they were replaced by sensations of how his lips felt against hers, how he tasted, a little sweet from the cola he had drunk at dinner, how right his hands felt as they held her.<br><br>When he lifted his head, she stared at him with eyes gone soft with passion and lips that were slightly swollen.<br><br>She blushed when he told her he would have a hard time not kissing her, but she whispered..."I won't mind if you kiss me again"...forgetting herslef and ducking her head as she blushed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 06:06:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then you will just have to wait a few moments." he said as his smile changed to a playful grin. He reached up and opened the front ofhis robe, letting it drop to the ground so he stood there while completely nude. He kissed her lips a few more times, over and over again till perhaps he had pressed his lips against hers a dozen times. "It's your turn Lily. Undress for me and then we can have one of those hot and steamy make out sessions we should have had as teenagers...then if we want to go further, we can but only if you want to."<br><br>Without missing a beat he stepped back and sat down on the bed, easing himself up onto the blanket as his eyes stayed fixated on her as if he were looking at a peerless piece of art. It was fitting since Lily was He was waiting patiently for her, she could take her time and enjoy looking at him, thinking of what might come, or just revel in the moment. Whatever she wished to do was fine with him, for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 15:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily was quite sure she was going to pass out.&nbsp; Here before her stood the man she had pined for for years and no he stood before her nude and kissing her.&nbsp; <br><br>As he lay back onto the blanket, Lily smiled softly and began by removing the flowers from her hair and then the pins that held it, letting her long locks cascade free.&nbsp; <br><br>Next she untied the silver cord that draped her ribcage and waist, the soft sheer fabric swirling gently.&nbsp; Her fingers then gently undid the brooch that held the dress in place, letting the fabric pool around her ankles.&nbsp; Gently she stepped out of the dress circled about her feet then bent and removed her sandals.<br><br>Standing up she stood before him, nude, her deep ruby red hair curling sofltly over her shoulders and downvher back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 19:22:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took a long look over her, starting at her knees just above the frame of the bed and all the way up to the top of her head. "You are absolutely gorgeous."&nbsp; he whispered as he sat up and scooted toward the edge of the bed, letting his legs fall over it as he reached forward. His hands wrapped around her lower sides and back and pulled her closer, stopping to place a single kiss on her stomach before he looked upwards and smiled. "Cute too." he added before he fell backwards, forcing her to fall with him.<br><br>They landed on the bed easily and rolled over so they were on their sides. Then he scooted up some, laying kisses over her stomach and chest till he came face to face with her. His hands moved forward setting on the back of her neck so he could pull her closer and kiss her lips again. "It feels odd. Like being a teenager with my one true love again...is it the same for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 21:09:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily nodded..."it seems at times like its that first day of high school all over again.&nbsp; All the excitement of it and having you there with me.<br><br>Her fingers slid over his arm and shoulder as they lay on the bed together, her eyes looking up into his.<br><br>Suddenly she looked serious and her voice grew soft.&nbsp; "Why David?&nbsp; Why did you shut me out all those years ago?&nbsp; I mourned for Dom too, but when you shut me out and kept me out, I had to mourn for you too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 15:13:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His forehead set against her own and his eyes closed. He wondered what he could say or even if he could say anything to make things right. He doubted it but after so long he felt he had to make the attempt. "I shut myself out from you after he died, we were close...well you know that. I dont know...all I can say is I was an idiot. I was hurting and in that pain I was so selfish that I never realized that you were hurting too...Im so sorry Lily. I wish I wouldnt have been such an idiot but I cant change the past, all I can do is try to make up for it in the future."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>22-09-2010, 23:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily knew it was as much of an apology and explanation as she would get.&nbsp; She knew now he had been so deep in his own grief he hadn't even seen hers.&nbsp; It was in the past and they could not go back and change it.&nbsp; Yes it still hurt but she would forgive him for now was their new life and they must start anew.<br><br>Hugging him tightly, she said with her actions what she could not say with words.&nbsp; That things would be better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 03:51:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His arms wrapped around her, pulling her into him till there was nothing between them. He couldnt possibly tell her how sorry he was for neglecting her all that time. The realization that he had hurt her made him want to cry but all he could do was puller her closer and bury his face into her neck. <br><br>"Maybe we should sleep on it?" he suggested, not wanting to dwell on the moment but at the same time feeling like it had been spoiled, though he understood why she asked. He could not fault her for that as he always wanted honestly and straightforwardness from her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 04:04:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily felt the warmth of his body seep into hers as he hugged her tightly.&nbsp; <br>At his question, LIly knew she had a choice to make....to keep her sorrow with her for another day or to bury it here and now for good.<br><br>Raising her hand she cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing across his cheekbone..."If that is what you truly wish Mast..David, then I shall honor your decision."&nbsp; "I am sorry if I have spoiled our first night together with my questions...it was not my intent at all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 16:02:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned in and held her tightly but also layed soft kisses along her neck and shoulders. He couldnt help but look over her nude body once agian, his eyes trailing from the bottom of her feet and all the way to the top of her head. "Things were spoiled a bit but you needed answers, I understand that. If you're ever in doubt, I want you to be honest and upfront with me. On occasion I might get mad but I can only respect that approach"<br><br>His hands touched her sides and moved upalong them, over her shoulders, and behind her neck till he could pull her face closer and kiss her. "What I want is to live tonight like we should have lived when we were teenagers. I've kept you waiting far to long Lily and I know you must be feeling a great need for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 17:42:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily held onto him, her eyes taking on a soft glow as he spoke.<br><br>I have been waiting for this for a long time too David."&nbsp; She slid he hands to his shoulders.."I am yours now an I know you have the right to take me when and where you wish and I do not dispute that, I welcome it, I just want you to know that I offer myself willingly to you tonight and every night, or day for that matter."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 17:28:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another soft but short kiss followed to her lips as he pulled her toward him. He took one last moment to look over her face and smile before he laid her on her back and moved to straddle her. He seemed to hover over her for a few seconds before his lips parted just slightly to whisper. "I will take you tonight, I will give you something you've probably needed for far to long. Just lay back and relax, I will do all the work."<br><br>He kissed her lips one final time and then began to work his way down her body, leaving a trail of soft and wet kisses over her body. They touched her lips first, then her jaw, then her neck and shoulders, and continued down till he laid his face between her ampble bosom, leaving one final one there as his hands reached up to fondle her breasts. They massaged them slowly as he looked up to watch her eyes, gauging her reaction carefully before he leaned down and surronded her right nipple with his lips. <br><br>As it was caught he nibbled gently and suckled more, letting his tongue circle the delicate yet hard nub slowly while his other hand mearly fondled her left breast. His eyes trailed up again, watching her, studying her reactions to each seperate stimuli. The stimuli continued for a long time, perhaps a two or three minutes before his lips withdrew and he smiled before moving to the other. Yet his hands never left her, the did their best to stimulate what he could not with his tongue. Masaging, fondling, gently squeezing. It all happened as he tried to make her feel that need again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 02:46:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily was awash in sensations.&nbsp; David's lips and tongue and teeth were quite an erotic delight.&nbsp; Lily was a virgin, she had never found one who had measured up to David and after he had shut her out she did not want anyone.<br><br>She arched up into his lips, her fingers tangling in his hair holding him to her breast as he feasted upon her flesh.<br><br>"David" she sighed..."that feels so wonderful"...her legs and body shifting under his as she moved sensuously at his touches.&nbsp; He needn't have worried about making her feel the need...she was already aflame with it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 17:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll feel a lot better in a few minutes." he whispered. He moved back up her body to kiss her lips again, this time forcing his tongue into her mouth as his hands moved smoothly down the sides of her body, feeling every inch of her as if he were memorizing it. Soon they found her hips and moved to the girl's inner thighs before he spread her legs wide. <br><br>As he hovered over her again with his lips locked with her own and his tongue slipping into her mouth in a frech kiss he thought about just taking her now but that seemed to simple for what was to be Lily's first night. He wanted her to always remember this night as one of, if not the, best night of their union. He suddenly broke the kiss and worked his way back down her body, leaving a trail of kisses on her flesh till he came to her nether regions. He stopped there and set a single finger on her clitoris, pressing down softly before it would slowly circle in a clockwise fashion. At the same time he looked up at her face, wishing to see her reaction to the sudden stimuli
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 17:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily whimpered soflty when he kissed her so deeply, her body trembling as she felt his hands on her legs, spreading her thighs wide.<br><br>She arched her back, her eyes widening as she felt him stimulate that small sensitive bundle of nerves..."David!" she cried out...she was suddenly shy and unsure, she had known he could touch her there, but having her mother tell her that and actually experienceing it was two very very different things.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands fluttered as if she would cover herself, but she knew this was his right, he now could touch her, take her body anywhere and anyway he wished.&nbsp; So instead she clutched the sheets, her cheeks pinkening, but her hips moving with his slow circling movements.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 20:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After several seconds he removed his finger and looked over her in great detail. "You're so cute Lily." he said with a pleased smile on his face. Then he leaned down and let his hands slide under her legs and wrap around them as if he would hold them in place. Then in one smooth motion he leaned down, running his tongue over her entrance. He started from the bottom and moved all the way up to the top, his tongue circling around her clitoris once again. <br><br>As he looked over her again he relized he had forgotten something and retrieved a small plastic vial from his dresser drawer. "Just relax, you might feel some discomfort at first but I promise it will be worth it." he whispered before dabbing some of the fluid within on his fingers. Then he brushed it against her rear, smearing it carefully around her puckered hole. It was warm to the touch and made her slick, able to take him anytime he wished. He poured a bit more over her and his fingers and then let his pinkie slowly slide into her
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 23:29:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily was shocked when he put his mouth on her and licked, she squirmed in embarassment but soon the licking felt wonderful and she relaxed.<br><br>Watching him retrieve the vial she wondered what it was for..she was already quite wet down there but maybe he needed more.<br><br>When he rubbed onto her rear, onto the dark hole she whimpered and shook her head, her eyes wide with fear, her body not wanting his entrance in there.&nbsp; She tried to squirm away, her mother had never told her about this.<br>&nbsp;<br>"David ...please"...she gripped the sheets harder, Lily was very much out of her element here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 18:54:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He withdrew his finger and moved up her body again, pulling her close to kiss her once. "Relax. I just want you ready for later. There's no rush and no reason not to indulge in something so fun...you can even do this to me if you want. Just relax and focus on me, not your backside."<br><br>As he spoke he let more of the lubricant spill over her rear, covering it and his finger as he gave her soft kisses. Each one to help her focus on him rather then the feeling. Before long he would have used the whole bottle and only worked his finger in to the first knuckle. Then he would lean forward and kiss her again, this time forcing his tongue into her mouth and at the same time force more of his smooth finger into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 03:08:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily couldnt relax, this was not pleasant to her, not one bit.&nbsp; She could not concentrate on his kisses, they did nothing to make her fell in any way aroused by his movements.<br><br>When he forced his deeper kiss on her and she felt that finger force its way in deeper, Lily shrieked and pulled frantically away from him, tearing her lips from his..."David No!...please no...not tonight, not our first night...its not pleasant, its not fun at all!...I thought you wanted something special for our first night...not this...this"...she sobbed
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 06:41:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He removed his hands from her entirely, sighing a bit as his eyes closed. "Sorry." he whispered before laying back on to the bed. If the mood hadn't been killed for him before it was dead and buried now as he felt like he had pushed her to far to quickly. <br><br>He sighed deeply at the situation and uncovered the bed, slipping between the blankets. He felt like he needed to separate himself from her but at the same time didn't want her to go either. "You can stay here if you want, in fact I would like it but if you want to go to your room that's fine too...whatever you want to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 14:14:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily stared at him in shock as he turned away from her yet again.&nbsp; This was not how she had envisioned their first night to be.&nbsp; She thought it would be special, that he would make love to her, caress and cherish her.&nbsp; It was what her mother had told her to expect, not this, this dirty touching.&nbsp; <br><br>Now instead of the joyful night she had hoped for, he was acting like he had years ago, shutting her out instead of comforting and talking to her, shutting her out instead of reassurring her that everything was ok, that he understood it was her first time and she might be anxious about things...why couldnt he have understood that?&nbsp; Why did he have to have that sort of touching on their very first night.&nbsp; Could they have not just made love on this their first night of joining? <br><br>She stayed where she was, sitting up in the bed so she could look over at him, and bravely spoke all of these fears and worries to him, her voice trembling as she spoke.<br><br>When she had finished voicing her worries to him she looked over at his form, waiting for him to say something.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 05:28:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Part of him wanted to tell her to get some sleep and forget about what had happened here but he knew that would only make the situation worse. He owed Lily much more then that. All the long years of being distant and suddenly falling back into that frame of mind made him wonder if it had started as a defense mechanism and just formed as a habit. <br><br>Sighing he sat up slowly, letting his legs fall over the side of the bed yet he could not bring himself to look at her despite wanting to. "I just feel like I've been a total jerk, before tonight and now since we walked into the room. I wanted to bring you into my bed and teach you everything there was to know about sex. Everything that we would one day do...to make it a night of fun exploration as well as passion filled love making...and I feel like I completely failed at that...like I failed you and can never make up for it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 18:14:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily looked aver at him and spoke simply, now was not the time to shy away from frank talk, they needed to clear the air if they were to make this bond work.<br><br>"I am bonded to you for life David, or until you decide you no longer want me.&nbsp; There is time to explore and learn everything together, as two people who have grown to care for each other.&nbsp; There is no need to cram everything into one night."&nbsp; <br><br>I am a virgin and somethings are foreign to me...I don't care if you think that that kind of touching is fun,&nbsp; it was not fun for me....it was too quick for someone who has never had a sexual experience to have that done to them."...Lily's look turned dark ..."and it hurt when you persisted even when it was obvious that I was uncomfortable with it."<br><br>"I dreamt of this night for so many years, dreamt that we would come together in a night of romance and tender lovemaking, I know I am to obey you in everything and everyway, but it hurt that you tried to force that on me even when I showed discomfort, it hurt that once again you turned away from me, shunned me again instead of offering comfort and telling me things would be ok...that you understood."<br><br>"If we are to nurture and make this bond strengthen and grow, you <em>cannnot</em> shut me out like a spoiled child everytime something goes a bit wrong or not as you expected it to.&nbsp; We are two different people David...two people who have not seen each other in 7 years.....7 years David, we both need time to relearn about each other, to take things slow.&nbsp; Would you have forced that touching on someone who you had just met?"<br><br>"I would hope not David"..."the David I knew 7 years ago, would not have."&nbsp; "Dominic taught you better than that David"<br><br>Reaching over she laid her hands on his arm..."Take things slow David, that is all I ask...there is no rush....I'm not going anywhere...I spoke the words of our bonding earllier and meant every word of them.&nbsp; I have waited and hoped that this day would come for years, even as each year passed and you remained separate from me.&nbsp; If you will have me, we have a lifetime to discover each other."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 08:07:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached up and set his hand over hers, sighing as he felt a bit depressed at the situation with his own actions and with her speech. "I dont feel like I can say a word to make it even slightly better...I thought with some gentle coaxing and reassurance you would open up as other girls had in my college. Maybe thats the difference, Im used to dealing with more experienced women...women who send mixed signals by feigning shyness when they really want much more."<br><br>Her took her hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing the backside once as another sigh came from his lips. "All I can say is Im sorry and try to take things much slower. Yet I dont feel like that's enough. I still feel like I've been a total jerk tonight"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 20:56:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, you have acted wrong.&nbsp; Do not ever again confuse me with the women of your past.&nbsp; I do not play such games.&nbsp; I will never be anything but honest with you.&nbsp; If something hurts or makes me scared, I will speak truthfully and I will expect you to respect my concerns and to stop if it hurts and to talk with me calmly and to reassure me, not turn and sulk because you have not gotten your way.&nbsp; I still do not understand why you had to do that sort of touching on our first night...was the thought of simply making love to me so unappealing?"<br><br>Lily raised sad insecure eyes to his, this was not what she had dreamt of.&nbsp; He had been so wonderful and caring and attentive during the ceremony.<br><br>"What happened to the David who stood by my side at our bonding?&nbsp; It is as if you became an entirely different person when you entered this bedroom?"<br><br>Lily was now deathly afraid he would cast her out and it showed on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 07:17:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Im more complicated then you think Lily." he said in a matter of factly tone. He sighed again and laid down on the bed, still he never looked back at her. He couldnt bring himself to for some reason, at least not right now. "I know what I did was wrong Lily, but thats enough. I realize my mistake, I regret my mistake, and if you keep this up Im going to get angry. I dont want to shout, yell, or hurt your feelings in a fit of rage...you deserve better then that." <br><br>From the tone of her voice he knew she was fearful, and he was as well. Fearful that he had lost her thanks to one botched night brought about through poor thought and unrealistic expectations. "I want you to stay here tonight, and just snuggle up with me...but if you want to go I wont stop you either. I will understand that you dont want to be near me for now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>03-10-2010, 20:11:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily knew from the anger in David's voice that her attempts to understand him where just making him angrier...he was upset at himself and the situation enough already, taking a deep breath she crawled further into the bed , curling her body alongside his back and touched his arm, laying her head on his shoulder...<br><br>"I'm sorry David...Mamma says I ask too many questions and over analyze things.&nbsp; I'm so confused and my head is just spinning and I don't know how to think, how to act.&nbsp; I just want to go back and forget these past minutes never happened.&nbsp; Go back to when you were looking at me with tenderness and desire and not as we are now.&nbsp; Please turn around David....Please?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 05:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a soft sigh and took her hand, holding it tight for a little bit before he brought it up to his lips and layed a single soft kiss on the knuckles. He didnt want to see her face right now but he knew that she needed to see it. Slowly he turned over, fighting the urge to tell her to leave but eventually he looked over her agian and his expression showed his inner demenor plainly. He was mad at the situation more then her but also at her.<br><br>He looked over her face and sighed again, not sure what to say now or even do. All he could do was lay there and stare into her eyes as the emotions in him were in a flurry of contradiction. He loved Lily, with all of his being perhaps that was why he had to work so hard to get angry with her and why he had to work so hard to stop himself from getting to angry
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 04:15:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily cupped his cheek, brushing her thumb over his skin...her eyes looking into his with love, fear and hope.<br>"I can see your angry....and I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...I know its there because of me."<br><br>She scooted closer to him and lay her body against his, curling into the crook of his arms, pressing her lips to his chest and rubbing her cheek across his sternum.<br><br>"Please forgive me, please say you'll let me stay....please?"....each statement was peppered by a soft kiss to his skin.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please dont turn away from me, let me in...let me teach you how to love and you can teach me to be what you wnat and need"<br><br>"Please David"...her voice had dropped to a whispered plea.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 07:25:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached forward, letting his hands wrap around her body and pull her close till her face was buried into his chest. Another little sigh escaped his lips as he held her and breathed in deeply. "Alright Lily. You teach me to love again and I will teach you all about sex and the things that I want..."<br><br>He leaned down, pressing his lips against the top of her head in a loving moment. How he wished things hadnt gone the way they had tonight but it was far to late to do anything about it now. He only had to keep pressing forward in their relationship and learn from her as he taught her. "Just not tonight...tommorrow Im conducting interviews for people but I should be done in the early afternoon. When that time comes we can try this again. Alright?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 02:56:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily looked up at him with eyes so full of love they literally shone.&nbsp; "Thank you David!" she cried and wrapped him in a fierce tight hug, peppering butterfly kisses all over his cheeks and lips, tears of happiness falling from her eyes.<br><br>"I promise to make you happy David...I promise.&nbsp; I wish it were tomorrow afternoon already!"<br><br>She buried her head agaisnt his chest, keeping her arms around him as she whispered into his skin..."I love you David, I always have"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 08:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you too." he whispered, but just after the last sylabul left his lips he realized he had spoken the phrase. Even though he was still a bit upset he couldnt bury those feelings, it was the very reason that he had to try so hard to stay mad at her. His arms pulled her in as he took in a deep breath, taking in her scent. "Get some sleep Lily, there will be time for talk tommorrow"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 02:12:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes David", Lily murmured agaisnt his chest.&nbsp; She stayed where she was, snuggled as tightly to him as she could get and just breathed him in, letting the warmth and feel of him soothe her.&nbsp; Soon the rythym of his heart beating lulled her to sleep and there she slept, her nose and cheek tucked to his chest and her arms still clasped tightly around him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 11:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasnt long till he had fallen asleep, dreaming good dreams with her in his arms. The night was quiet and when the first rays of sunlight shined through the drapes David stirred. He stretched like a lazy cat while letting out a long groan and it was only then that he realized Lily was there. Seeing her so close to him made him smile warmly and consider if there was time for just the two of them this morning. Perhaps a large breakfast and some talk but little else. Still smiling he leaned down and kissed the top of her head before sliding out of the bed, leaving her covered in the blanket. For the moment he went off to the bathroom, warming up the shower and getting himself ready for the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 21:16:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily slowly roused as she heard water running.&nbsp; Sitting up she brushed the hair from her eyes she stretched langorously, a soft smile on her lips as she brushed her fingers over David's pillow, still warm fom his body heat.<br><br>Slipping out of bed, she padded over to the bathroom and entered quietly,&nbsp; "good morning" she said warmly..."may I join you in the shower?"&nbsp; Her eyes warm and drowsy, but very happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 10:14:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked back as he heard her voice, his lips curling into a welcoming smile that was obscured by the steam. "Come on in Lily." he answered before his head lifted as he relaxed in the hot water. When she opened the door she would find him fully nude, soaked head to toe and with countless suds covering his body and slowly gliding down his toned frame. Although he was turned away from her he looked back again and smiled more, waiting for her to join him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 16:46:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily didn't so much see his smile as she heard it in his voice.&nbsp; She padded over to the door, opening it and as the steam cleared she saw his nude form covered in soap and water.&nbsp; She admirred the view and then blushed as he caught her looking when he turned and smiled.<br><br>Looking up she smiled in return and surprising even herself, given their rather disaterous and tense first night she moved close, slid her arms around him and leaned up to kiss him softly, the hot water pelting her immediately as she held him...."G'Morning" she said again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 23:34:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she came closer his arms wrapped around her back and pulled her close, kissing her softly and slowly. It was the kind of long drawn out kiss that he would only share with his true love. He held her close as the water ran over their bodies, rinsing the soap from his body.<br><br>As their lips parted his arms loosened as well, moving down to set on her hips as if saying he still had to have her near him. "Good morning. How did you sleep?" he asked softly. Once again his hand reached up, setting on her cheek and lifting her eyes so she had to look into his eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 05:06:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily fell into the kiss eagerly, feeling her world right itself....gone were any lingering worries from last night, instead she was full of light and happiness and she kissed him back with all those emotions.<br><br>She felt his fingers tilt her chin and she raised her eyes to his, her arms still looped around his waist.<br><br>"I slept wonderfully"...she smiled shyly..."I loved sleeping next to you and having your arms hold me and letting mine hold you, it was truly magical."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 10:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His thumb ran over her cheekbone as he stared into her eyes, his lips curled into a handsome smile. "It was nice having you so close like that, Ive waited so long to hold you again..." He took a deep breath and let his hand fall from her face, turning back to grab the bar of soap he was using earlier. <br><br>"Come join me." he said softly as he ran the bar over his chest, once again lathering up his body. He always spent a long time in the shower, taking his time in preparing himself till he was immaculate as if it were a personal kind of ritual. It always left him smelling wonderful and looking just as good, giving a sense of personal power.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 20:39:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily stepped closer as he turned away and began soaping himself up again.<br>"Let me David"...taking the soap from his fingers and beginning the task of lathering up every inch of his skin, her fingers slicking easily across his body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 11:28:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked back at her, about to say something in protest. Yet when he saw her face he decided against it. Little moments like these were what she had prepared for her entire life, he couldnt take that away from her. Still if she offered to brush his teeth or hold it while he used the toilet he would have to draw the line there, a conversation that seemed funny if it ever did happen. <br><br>"Of course, go wild." he said as he handed the bar over before he lifted his head up and closed his eyes, breathing in deeply as the hot water continued to run over his body. As usual it felt nice to stand there and soak his body in the heat but now there was Lily, the beautiful girl who had been promised to him when they were children, perhaps even before. She added something new to his simple morning ritual, a feeling that he welcomed
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 02:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily had seen that little flicker in his eye and she held her breath until he handed her the soap and gave his permission.&nbsp; She let out her breath and smiled...this is what she was familiar with, had been trained for.<br><br>Working the soap between her slender hands, she created a rich lather, then with soft sure strokes she ran her fingers over every inch of his back, working the soap into his skin, pausing every now and then to re-lather her hands.&nbsp; She soaped his arms in long even strokes, woirking her fingers in between his.&nbsp; Once his back and arms were done she knelt behind him and worked the soap over his strong muscled legs and buttocks, fingers massaging as she slicked soap over his skin.<br><br>When she had completed his back, she pressed on his hip to get him to turn and face her as she knelt there so she could wash his front.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 09:16:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her hands ran over the toned muscles and smooth skin of his body he found himself growing a bit aroused, making his manhood semi hard by the time she urged him to turn. He turned around slowly at her proding and stood there, opening his arms wide as if he was offering her his entire body. <br><br>As he stood there he looked down at her face, seeing her nude and on her knees like this sent a sliver of delight traveling through his body, as this was exactly one of the fantasies he had desired to experience with her. Except in that fantasy her lips would be wrapped around his hardened flesh and her eyes would be looking up into his with a loving expression 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 03:53:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily blushed softly when he did turn at her urging and she saw his manhood and its semi hard state.&nbsp; Biting her lips she lathered her hands again and bent to her task, washing his shins and thighs, her fingers stilling there, before shyly wrapping around his shaft and stroking her hands up and down, the soap making her hands slide easily on his flesh.&nbsp; <br><br>As she stroked she marveled at the contrast between the silky softness of his skin, and the steely strength under neath.&nbsp; As she ran her fingers up and down, and he made no move to stop her, she grew bolder and more curious, her fingers slipping down to cup his ball sac, running up the crease of his thighs and back to stroking him, transfixed by watching the changes as she touched him, her eyes looking up into his curiously, looking at his reaction. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 10:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He raised his head up slightly as the hot water continued to run down his body and the feelings of Lily's hands moved through his body. This was perfect, a nice setting where they could relax and experiment to their hearts desire. It was just what they needed to stir up their more intimate moments together. <br><br>As she stroked his member he slowly grew harder at her touch, his member both extending and growing thicker as well till it stood fully erect before her. Yet as he hands moved down to feel his scrotum and found it heavy due to his lack of recent release. He looked down, smiling at her eager curiousity. "You seem interested in it." he said softly, still smiling as he looked down at her face. "Go ahead Lily, I'll let you explore as much as you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 04:02:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily smiled shyly and then bent again to her task, trying different strokes, short ones, long ones, softer ones, firmer ones to see how he reacted to each, memorizing which ones he seemed to like the most, which ones made him grow harder and larger in her hands.&nbsp; This was wonderful and intimate and Lily felt relaxed and unafraid as David gave her permission to explore, leaving her in control of her explorations.&nbsp; She was able to let go of her virginal fears and let herself free.<br><br>Soon the water wash away the soap lather and soon her curiousity grew and she leant carefully forward to press a soft kiss to the flushed head of his member...startled slightly at how the soft velvety texture felt against her lips.&nbsp; She let her lips kiss each part of it, the shaft, the tip, the underside, each time she would look up to see how he reacted, to see if she was pleasing him or not.&nbsp; She wanted so badly to please him and erase the thoughts of the previous night from his mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 12:27:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The skin of his member was soft to the touch, easily manipulated yet also uncharacteristicly hard. A combination of his own personality, how he could be both hard and demanding yet also soft and loving at the same time. As her lips pressed against his skin she could taste the strawberry scent on him as well as his unique scent. Still his head fell back slightly and he let out a needful moan, wanting more yet also wanting her to learn from this experience. He could not rob her of the chance to explore and learn no matter what she wanted to try<br><br>The truth was he enjoyed it all, there were times when fast and furious lust fueled times were what he wanted yet more often then not it was the slow and emotion filled love making, driven by deep emotion and instinct that were the times he truely cherished. This moment was one of them. Though their bond made it so Lily could have been nothing more then his fuck toy the fact that she was far more, that she was his lover in mind, body and soul, made him enjoy this moment so much more. All because it was <em>her </em> in front of him. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 03:10:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily was feeling more and more confident as he let her free to explore him.&nbsp; She heard his moan and knew straightaway that was she was doing was pleasing to him and she beamed as she repeated the soft kisses to his flesh again and again.<br><br>Her eyes shining with love she dared to go further, her tongue darted out to lick the crown of his cock, giggling at the feminine strawberry scent and taste...she really would not have taken David for a strawberry soap person.&nbsp; She laved her tongue over that flushed plum, enjoying this new sensation.<br><br>Suddenly she would stop and look up, whispering..."David?"..."teach me what comes next...I don't know how to....well ...I mean...technically I do...but I don't."...her nervousness reaclaiming her a little as she stammered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 12:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down into her eyes, smiling warmly as he looked over her face and especially into her eyes. Her question came as a bit of a surprise as he thought she had been trained to do this kind of thing in preperation for their bonding. "You mean...how do you give a blow job?" he questioned, his tone being both patient and loving as he stared into her eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 22:56:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily blushed and nodded..."Mamma would only tell me that I could pleasure you with my mouth, but nothing more....I...*she swallowed before continuing..."I've never done it before and I'm afraid of disappointing you or displeasing you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 09:36:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lily, look at me." he whispered. Waiting till her eyes traveled up to see his loving and handsome smile<br><br>When he could look into her eyes he set his hand on the top of her head as if to show some physical means of support even though she kneeled before him. "Moments in time can be displeasing or disappointing but moments in time can be forgotten. Then there is you, a moment in time might be those things but you will never be. I could never be disappointed with you, you work far to hard for me to ever come to that conclusion."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 19:31:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily smiled then, relaxing a bit as she stred up into his eyes.&nbsp; Her fingers brushed over his thighs and she leaned forward to press a kiss to his hip..."Show me David please....tell me what you like...please?"<br><br>Her lips continued their soft butterfly kisses over his hips, her fingers running up and down his thighs, her cheek nuzzling his skin.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 10:38:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well the first thing to know is no teeth. You want to keep your lips over them or youll end up scaring just about any guy...you usually start by licking it kind of like its an ice cream cone." he paused then, thinking about how to explain to her how to give oral sex. He wanted her to do this often yet in the grand scheme of things he was still pretty unexpereinced at recieving it. Only a few of the girls in college went through with it yet he always enjoyed it. "hmmmm, well then you shape your lips into an O and then place them around it before you bob your head up and down, keeping suction on it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 01:54:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily listened intently as David spoke and she nodded, feeling like she had a good idea of what to do.&nbsp; She ran her tongue over the head of his cock again, licking it as he had instructed, before parting her lips and mindful of her teeth, slid his cock into her mouth stopping only when she felt like she was going to gag and slid back up the shaft, sucking inward.<br>thhis was not as hard as she thought it was going to be...she did this a few times before rolling her eyes up to see how David was reacting to her admittedly novice attempts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 12:41:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her tongue ran over his soft flesh he took in a sharp breath of surprise because of how adept she already seemed to be at this. He loved how this felt, and couldnt help but wonder how often she would do this for him. If she would do it at every request that would be fun indeed, though he would have to make sure to make her feel special, like she was the only one who could do this right. He looked down into her eyes, smiling as she looked up and nodded slowly as his hands reached forward to tangle in her hair. "Mmmm, I love it Lily."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 00:01:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily's eyes shone wth happiness at his compliment.&nbsp; She had been afraid he would find her attempts laughable, but the look of pleasure in his eyes was unmistakeable.<br><br>Lily bent her attentions back to his cock, resting her hands on his thighs for balance.&nbsp; She soon found a rhythm that she was able to keep up, though she did find that her jaw tired from the constant suction pressure.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not sure how to handle that, she tried stopping and licking his shaft and tip until the ache in her jaw eased and she would slip him back into her mouth, taking his as deep as she could without gagging, bobbing her head back and forth as he as told her to do.<br><br>Her knees were getting a little sore from the shower floor, but she never stopped her actions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 20:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After while he smiled, noticing those tell tale signs that the girl was getting tired from this. It wasnt the best enviroment for this kind of thing but he did appreciate it. In fact he wanted to take her back to his room and take her over and over again. "If only there was more time." he whispered before he reached down to take her hands, helping her up slowly. "Maybe tonight we can continue in more comfortable surroundings. Is that alright?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 02:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily stood on wobbly knees, her body and jaw a bit sore, but pleased that David had enjoyed himself and wanted to continue tonight.&nbsp; She was in a way disappointed that he had not found release and wondered if she had just not done it good enough, but tried not to worry too much about it.<br><br>Smiling shyly she nodded her head..."I would like that David"..."Do you require me to come to the office with you today?"<br><br>She needed to figure out how to plan her day and her duties that he expected her to handle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 10:21:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There will be time for this and much more when I get home. You will just have to be patient till then." he whispered. After a moment he reached down, offering his hand to her to help her up like a gentleman. "I dont think I need you to come today but if you want to thats fine. I only planned to conduct interviews today and it shouldnt run longer then the early afternoon. Once thats done, I'll come home and the day is ours. A lot of it will be spent in my bedroom."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 17:54:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will bow to your judgement David on whether I need accompany you to the office". "I am sure there are things to be done around our home."&nbsp; "Perhaps I shall head to the market and purxhase supplies and some decorative touches for the house.&nbsp; Pappa gave me some pocket money as a gift for my new life so I can use that"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 10:37:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll get the same answer Lily, you can do what <em>you </em> want to do this time." he replied while stepping around her to rinse himself off one last time and then grab a towel to dry off. As he stepped out of the shower he looked back with yet another smile, his eyes focused on her own for a moment with a sign of adoration in them. "Although what you can do is see to breakfast while I get ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 01:07:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"ok David...I'm....I'm jsut trying to adjust to your ways.&nbsp; Mama and Papa trained me to expect for you to dictate my duties, so its just ...&nbsp; I'm just afraid of doing the wrong thing or making the wrong choice and I'm feeling a little lost.&nbsp; I don't know what you wish of me."<br><br>Grasping desperately at having some kind of direction, she nodded and scurried from the shower so she could dry off and slip into her robe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 10:06:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a moment he nodded, understanding a little better. "I understand. It will probably just be a boring day at the office. Im only conducting interviews afterall. So if you have things to take care of here maybe its best you stay at the house for now. The decision is still yours though.For now, you just see to breakfast and I'll do my routine." He slipped out of the bathroom and threw on a pair of shorts as well as a tee shirt then turned the TV on, changing the channel till he got to the news. Then he got on his treadmill and started to run at a fast pace, like this he usually ran a mile or two and today would be no different. It would give Lily time to take care of just about anything
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 04:05:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily heard the steady thunk thunk of his feet as he ran on the treadmill.&nbsp; She slipped on a pair of soft cotton panties and a matching bra and the slid a short cotton sundress over that before padding barefoot down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.<br><br>Scrounging in the cabinets and fridge she found the makings for ham and cheese omelettes and some mushrooms to add as well.<br><br>Feeling much more at ease now that she had a specific task to do, she set about whipping the eggs and chopping the ham and mushrooms.&nbsp; Sitting all these into bowls, she would wait for David to finish running and come downstairs before cooking the omelette as it took jsut a few minutes to cook.<br><br>She wet out the coffee pot and measured out enough for half a pot and let that start to brew.&nbsp; Now it was jsut a matter of waiting for David.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 09:17:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was up there for a little over half an hour, running as fast as he could to burn the uneeded calories of the day before. David had a life that didnt leave much room for excersise so he made sure to excersise everyday. Usually his runs were only a couple of miles but today it was four. By the time things were done he felt invigorated and ready to take on the day, then he dressed in his suit but left the jacket upstiars. <br><br>When he came down he was tying his tie and he walked in to the kitchen, stopping to get a fresh glass of water before he looked over Lily. His eyes played with her, thinking about how much he appreciated having her here. "That looks good." he commented before taking a seat at the head of the table in the other room with a paper in one hand and a smile on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 22:48:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily beamed as he entered the kitchen, she had begun to wonder if he would have time to eat.&nbsp; She made a note to make sure she learned his schedule and his preferences.<br><br>Grabbing the coffee pot and two mugs, she poked her head into the dining room and asked..."Would you like some coffee David?&nbsp; We've not got much else beverage wise but if you let me know what you like I will go to the market today and stock up"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 11:37:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up a bit surprised at the idea of coffee, though it made sense since most people drank it but it was something he never touched. "No I dont care for coffee. Orange juice, milk, anything like that will be fine...oh, and if you're making omlette's make mine with cheese please." he answered while opening the paper to find the business section. He was already scanning the stock exchange, making notes on a small pad of paper by him. <br><br>Once he had taken about a dozen different notes he closed that section and went on to the front page to read the days articles, with the stocks done he now had to take a look and see if the newspapers were covering any stories that would bring about high or low stock prices as well as clue him in on upcoming rising businesses
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 18:52:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily ohh'd a bit softly in surprise.&nbsp; She'd not known that he didnt drink coffee.&nbsp; She supposed it was yet another thing she would have to learn about him, their 7 year absense making them almost strangers in a way that was disconcerting to her.&nbsp; She didn't like not knowing things and now she felt silly for making coffee since he obviously didn't like it.<br><br>Nodding silently she scurried back to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast, her heart thundering in her ears.<br><br>Quickly whipping several eggs into a frothy mixture, she heated the pan and poured the eggs in and let them begin to set as she grabbed the milk from the fridge, thank goodness they at least had milk she thought.<br><br>Pouring herself a cup of coffee, she added a dash of milk and a spoon of sugar and sipped it gratefully, hoping it soothed her frayed nerves.<br><br>Noticing the eggs were setting up nicely, she threw in a handfull of cheese and let it melt before flipping it in half and sliding it onto a plate.<br><br>Pouring him a glass of milk, she picked up the plate, the glass and a fork, carrying them into the dining room where he sat pouring over the paper. <br><br>Setting them down beside him she spoke softly.."Here's your breakfast David", before turning with the intent to head back to the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 11:23:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could smell it all the way from the kitchen and it had that wonderful mix of loving preperation as well as mouth water taste in the air. As she came up to his side with the plate and glass he leaned over, letting his hand snake around her back to hold her there for just a moment and then sat up and gave her cheek a short but loving peck. "It smells wonderful. You will be joining me right?" he said while looking up to her and at the same time his hand dropped from her to fold up the paper and set it aside. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 02:39:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh!...yes David...of course!"...she smiled..."I had made yours first as I knew you would need to get to the office quickly this morning.&nbsp; I was just going to eat mine in the kitchen after you had left."&nbsp; "Excuse me for just one moment and I will go and quickly make mine"..she turned so she could go back to the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 11:19:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didnt take a single bite till she came back in, instead he occupied himself with the paper again, making more notes as he read over it. When he heard her footsteps he put the paper to the side again and looked back, smiling handsomely. "As a CEO I'll always be busy, but Im always going to try and make time for you. I want to share in everything from the dullest to the most exciting moments."<br><br>When she sat down he reached for his fork and began to eat, letting out a smooth Mmmmm sound as he tasted it. Just like the night prior he really enjoyed her cooking, there was something about it that just tasted perfect. Perhaps because she was making it for him? After a moment he took a drink and looked over at her "So what do you plan to do today?" he asked curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 02:32:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily nibbled on her omelet, enjoying the delicate taste, smiling as David spoke of wanting to share in everyting with her, it calmed her nerves quite a bit.<br><br>She put her fork down as he asked about her plans,<br>"Well I thought I'd tidy up the place and see what little touches I can add to make it our own, maybe some rugs, pillows and candles, you know, the homey touches.&nbsp; After that I thought I'd&nbsp; head to the market and stock up on items for our meals, the cupboards are a bit sparse.&nbsp; After that, well..."...she laughed..."I'm not sure...I'm sure I shall find something to keep me busy"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 10:34:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she talked he ate quickly while listening to her. It was a shame that he was pressed for time but he had to make at least some for her no matter how pressed he was. Still as the last bit of food went down his throat he wiped his mouth clean and then leaned over, kissing her cheek again before slipping on the jacket of his suit. "Well Ill be back early in the afternoon then we have the day to ourselves. I'll see you then." He gave her one final kiss before he left, heading out to his car and to work. <br><br>His day would be very long, leaving him to conduct interviews with potential programmers, writers, and creative directors in order to run his video game company. Many were a waste to speak to but amoung the dozens of different applicants he picked out a team of twelve people. Some of them chosen for experience some of them chosen for vision, some of them chosen to bring unique life to their creations and he would be supervising everything. Directing the directors and doing his best to create something everyone could enjoy. <br><br>Once the entire group was chosen he took them into the conferance room and they had their first planning session. The company would create video games with an emphasis on putting the player in the role as the protagonist and would focus largely on story as the player made it. Letting them impose their will as it were into the universe. Everyone was told to return the next day for work at nine AM, where offices would be assigned and work started<br><br>He would pull into the driveway around two PM and walk in the door with a bright smile and a pizza in one hand, still hot and ready to eat. "Lily? Im home!" he would call out and wait patiently for her to come to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 14:19:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily herself had been a whirling dervish once David had left.&nbsp; Quickly dressing she had taken the bank card he had left for house purchases and had headed off to the town square and to the markets.<br><br>She roamed the stores, picking out some throw pillows in brihgt colors, some rugs to scatter upon the wood floors, some lovely scented candles to add a nice warmth to the house.&nbsp; Nothing too extravagent, just some soft homey touches.<br><br>She had popped in them to the kitchen market and bought a few items she knew she would need, mainly a good knife and a large cast iron pan.<br><br>When those purchases had been made, she headed to the food market.&nbsp; There she had purchased fresh fruit and vegetables for their meals, fruit and vegetable juices for their breakfasts, milk, eggs, butter, and all sorts of dry goods, flour, rice, seasonings.&nbsp; From the butcher she had stocked up on all sorts of meats, steaks, roasts, chickens, pork chops, anything she could think that they would need.<br><br>She had driven home then and unpacked all the purchases and had spent the last few hours putting things away and setting out the rugs and candles and pillows.<br><br>She had just finished setting out the last of the pillows actually when she heard David arrive home and she scampered out of the living room, her face flushed and her hair dishelveled from her tasks, but a smile curved her lips as she made her way to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek..."Welcome home David"..."mmm the pizza smells delicious!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 09:50:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she came near he let his free hand slide around her waist, looking into her eyes as she kissed his cheek, though that wasnt enough for him. Instead he set the pizza down on a table and grabbed her collar a bit roughly, pulling her forward so he could press his lips quickly to her own for a few seconds. When they parted he smiled warmly again and picked up the box, opening it up so she could see inside. "Peperoni and mushrooms. I missed lunch so I figured I would pick something up on the way home."<br><br>He looked around a bit, noting the touches she had made thus far in the entryway and he nodded quickly. "Looks like you've been busy...it looks great." he told her before stepping away and making his way to the couch. There he put his feet up and took out a slice of pizza, devouring it as quickly as it had appeared in his hand, then he made a come hither motion to her and patted the seat beside him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 03:23:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily squeaked softly as he pulled her forward, her eyes wide but not in fear.&nbsp; It was her first glimpse of the more masterful side of him, it was not frightening, not at all...but it was intriguing and so different from the laughing boy she had known.&nbsp; She kissed him back in those few seconds, her cheeks flushed prettily when he pulled away.<br><br>She beamed as he praised her efforts.&nbsp; She had tried very hard to please him and she was deliriously happy that he was.&nbsp; She giggled as he wolfed down the pizza, thinking men were all quite the same when it came to the savory treat.<br><br>She padded over to the couch and clambered onto the seat next to him, curling her bare feet up onto the cushion as she sat close and rested her head on his arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 14:53:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she sat down he grabbed another slice and took two bites before settling back, his free hand snaking behind her back and the fingers slowly running along her spine. "You look happy." he commented with a grin on his face before leaning over to kiss her cheek again. "I've been thinking about you all day, what we would do when I got home and what I could teach you. Truth be told, I just want to take you upstairs right now and spend hours making love to you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>theuncommonmuse</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 02:43:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lily had leaned forward to grab her own piece of pizza as he talked, her tummy quite hungry after her day of work.<br><br>She blushed prettily, but smiled at him, chewing the bite of pizza she had taken, before answering him.&nbsp; <br><br>"I've thought about that today too David, and all the things I want you to teach me and how to make you happy.&nbsp; I want to make you happy David, I want to please you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The tradition (Brandon &amp; theuncommonmuse)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 12:34:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded slowly before leaning over and kissing her cheek again, then finished off his slice of pizza. "I do have to train you for a bunch of things, but theres no rush. We have the whole night to ourselves, able to do whatever we want whenever we want. Tonight I want to teach you several things...I want to take you like my real lover. To go down on you and then lay you back and hold you while I make love to you...then I want to teach you about anal sex. Licking, fingering, toys, and of course me...Im sure you've got questions though. Lets get them in the open"
			</dd>
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