Stranger in a strange land (XIV and Oleander)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: XIV on 28-04-2009, 00:50:27</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Stranger in a strange land (XIV and Oleander)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>XIV</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 00:50:27</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranger in a strange land (XIV and Oleander)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 08:15:46</strong>
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				Both people and animal had taken fond notice of this new stranger. Esmerelda felt a comfortable and pleased smile dance across her pale lips. Those bright sea green eyes turned up to him as he returned to her side. She was locking up the stables, and preparing to shut the main doors, and seal them for the oncoming storm. <br><br><em>"No worries love .. in my life, there are many hardships, many turmoils, there is no time for a moments reprieve. One most always be aware, for even in the calm, comes the most dangerous."</em><br><br>Her voice came soft, rolled heavily with that Spanish accent. She moved a hand to course down the center of her open blouse, fingertips tracing along the smooth exposed skin, brushing over the inner curves of her breasts, and down along to her naval. This was done to reassure herself she was still there. The soft motion was relaxing, soothing, and allowed her to take a moment to breath.<br><br>Closing her eyes for a moment, she let her shoulders drop. Opening those eyes she nodded towards the inn.<br><br><em>"C'mon you .. lets get to safety before the storm hits. I think a warm bath is in order."</em><br><br>She smiled sweetly, almost suggestively as she walked past him, giving him a playful up down, that was of course to tell him, she'd seen him looking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranger in a strange land (XIV and Oleander)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>XIV</strong> on <strong>30-04-2009, 06:47:31</strong>
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				And oh but he had been looking. It was hard not to when the time he'd had with women had always been strictly regulated. The project heads were aware of their star experiments needs but had set limitations to the interaction.<br><br>There were the female scientists and psychologists, those there to help with his mental stability. Then there were the other members of the unit. He had been one of only three males, and the rules had prohibited any talk outside the mission parameters.<br><br>Then there were the women they brought in to take care of his physical urges. The rules on that were the worst. no talking of any kind. no eye contact. no kissing. no real intimacy!!<br><br>But her, Esmeralda, he could possibly have. His mind was already ablaze with the possibilities. There was no Cerberus unit here. no rules. for the first time he had absolute freedom over his choices. and his body, it seemed had already made them. He was trailing after her like a puppy.<br><br>"Hmm, but i thought it was romantic to take a bath during a storm.."<br><br>His face lit up red, an interesting contrast to the porcelain white skin. Romance in the bath usually involved very slippery, pleasurable things. and he couldn't make the assumption thats what she wanted.<br><br>At least until he caught that little bounce in her step.<br><br>All higher brain activity ceased, his body reverting to male instinct as he jogged a few yards to pass her and push the door open for her. Oh the things his fertile imagination came up with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranger in a strange land (XIV and Oleander)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>02-05-2009, 00:53:24</strong>
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				Esmerelda smiled as he opened the door for her. She proceeded down the corridor towards the bath house. Unbuttoning the remainder of her blouse and slipping it off as she approached the door. When he came in he'd be greeted with the bare flesh of her back, the smooth flawless skin and her tattoos. She glanced back over her shoulder.<br><br>"You coming?"<br><br>She smiled and dropped her blouse where she stood before slipping past the door into the bath house. Disrobing as she did so. Once inside she slipped out of the remander of her clothes, leaving them neatly to the side before she stepped into rocky, pond like structure. Its water steaming and causing a thick fog to roll through the room. A makeshift waterfall could be heard on the far side, and that is exactly where she was going. <br><br>She felt the warm water meet her bare skin and it felt so good. She purred delightfully and waited for the sounds of him in close persuit. If he hadn't caught the hint, she'd definately be a little disappointed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranger in a strange land (XIV and Oleander)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>XIV</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 08:09:53</strong>
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				Such a simple question. Yet it had his logical mind shutting down and going into sleep mode. The curves of her body lulled him into a state of awareness he'd only rarely experienced. <br><br>It became quite obvious to him in the moment her naked back was exposed to him that he hadn't really been exposed to the more appealing females of the species.<br><br>His boots clomped heavily as he sprang into motion, following with only the barest awareness of his surroundings besides her. Such a reaction in the battlefield would have been inexcusable. But something about Esmerelda quieted that constant buzzing he'd come to associate with battle awareness.<br><br>The steam clouded his view at first, giving him time to slip his boots and fatigues off, tossing them in a less neat pile on the floor next to hers. Only once he was waist deep did his vision clear enough to take in the pale splendor.<br><br>He slipped further into the water, slipping through it like a shark, coming up silently behind her and wrapping his arms about her waist. he rose up, pressing his chest flush to her back and biting a her earlobe.<br><br>"not before you, no."
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