Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander & PeacethatPowerbrings)
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				Title: <strong>Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 07:33:21</strong>
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				The courtyard came to life, as darkness veiled the world. The torches lit themselves, as if brought to life by the breath of the wind. The guests had started arriving, the gates held wide to those whom crossed the threshold. Not a face was shown. For each crown was kissed with a mask. Each mask was different, in color, shape, size and design. Each represented a purpose, a place, a person, or a cause. <br><br>The main hall had filled with laughter, conversation and the clinking of glasses as the people mingled, lingered and lurked. As the main hall became snug, too crowded with occupants the doors to the great hall had opened, it's stone structure lead the way with an array of arched windows, stained glass murals and paintings. Leading into the grand ballroom, whose marble floors shined with ebony pride, and it's black walls reached for the heavens. From the ceilings center arch hung an elaborate and delicate chandelier, whose light left a glow upon the guests below.<br><br>The band finally shuffled out from behind the curtain. Settling into their seats the delicate bows began to move upon the just as delicate strings. The soft whine soon changed into a beautiful melody. The tune changed the feel of the room, lifting the hopes, the spirits. Creating for a more comfortable, open atmosphere.<br><br>The swirl of colors, voices, gowns, and cloaks. They all caught her attention. Distracting her from the annoyance that found itself glued to her left side. A delicate hand rose, gloved in a fine black sheer material, that mirrored the images of roses, partially revealing the milky pale complexion beneath. She silent hushed and dismissed her companion. The skin, glowed, as if she was made of the purest pearls. Her eyes lit up the darkness of her ascension, their blue rivaled that of the clearest ocean. Pale honey curls kissed her cheeks, along her jaw and further down her back. Tied delicately with an onyx ribbon. <br><br>The gown she wore, graced the floor with every descending step. The trail flowed behind her. The light, the life, the reason for celebration. The awakening of the precocious child. The loved daughter, the next in line to the head of council. Nicolette. For centuries she had awaited this awakening. For centuries others had anticipated her arrival. Her senses, her knowledge and wisdom was that to rival the leaders of her coven. And in celebration of her return, this masquerade was to be held. <br><br>But how was she to masquerade, and withold a sense of secrecy, if all eyes were upon her? And all eyes could see right through her, to the depths of what had once been her soul. Marking her for eternal damnation?<br><br>Pale lips pressed in a fine smile, concealing the fangs betwixt. Her tongue graced those precious thorns and into the sway of the crowd she had moved. To be lost in the commotion, the conversations, and the dancing. To enjoy herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 07:52:47</strong>
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				"Shhh, boy," said the mellow tones of the weak, almost-pure-white man, with a mask as dark as night.<br><br>"Master...this won't..." protested the 'boy,' Andrew, though his master switched their masks, his a simple one, with a chain across the brow, the mask of an accompanying slave, and his master's the black visage, fearsome, yet somehow noble. The mask of a killer, a hunter in the night, a hunter of humans and of vampires. His master was, despite his manifest inadequacies, rather good at killing people whom he was told to it seemed.<br><br>"...work," finished, Andrew, to be left alone in the side-hall.<br><br>His master desired secrecy and privacy with a boy, and although Vampires were open about such things, he, and apparently, whomever he was meeting was not. So Andrew was left to pretend he belonged on the dance floor, when he really belonged serving drinks...wonderful...<br><br>He made his way into the party, and found a seat along the wall quickly. What did he care of parties? So many Vampires trying their charms on eachother. He found that he at least fit his master's place, he was tall enough, a lean, strong in a certain way without being overly muscled.<br><br>He looked around for a drink like fish out of water, seeing the table with the glasses of wine he made his way over, to find something to take the edge off of the night he was having.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 08:05:56</strong>
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				Many greetings were to be many, many words were to be crossed. But Nicole felt better and at ease as she approached the drinks. In need of one dearly. She crossed the threshold of the dance floor. She moved as if gracefully glided upon the floor. Moving, infact, a few centimeters above it. Allowing her that unmatched movement. <br><br>A gloved hand crossed the cloth to the stem of a beautiful wine glass. She brought the steady hand to her lips, and as the contents passed to the dry throat of her vessel, she no longer felt parched or in need of the comfort. Swinging herself around she faced the crowd. The laughter rang in her ears, the air was thick and full of tension, despite the look of it. <br><br>Many people were brought together with enemies, exiled brethren, and unkind neighbors. Though they had differences they united for a single cause. What was so great about her being awake? Bringing the rim of the glass back to those soft lips, she allowed herself another drink, before whispering, to no one in particular a few crude words..<br><br><em>" Oh I wish the heavy sleep would seduce me again .. what a bore these creatures have become.."</em><br><br>Nicolette was not conceited, nor high strung. She believed in formalities when they were needed, but right now she needed a thrill, some form of excitement, something to let her know she was truly awake and for a purpose. Was this what she was to be limited to? Formal gatherings, meetings, tutors, and all around boring affairs? Perhaps there was a single, would be, soul upon the floor tonight whom could break her from this dreadful state.<br><br>Someone whom could awaken in her a sense of belonging and a feeling of being alive. Just perhaps..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 08:30:20</strong>
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				"Oh I wish the heavy sleep would seduce me again .. what a bore these creatures have become.."<br><br>These were the words that Andrew heard as he leaned over to get a drink. He looked around for the source, and when he saw her...he was immediately effected. Her face might've been covered but everything about her hinted of beauty. He couldn't deny that, and although he knew that for the sake of his life he should've kept his mouth shut, he couldn't resist.<br><br>He'd long had a love for song, and the rhyme that often accompanied it.<br><br>"The heavy sleep seduces all, but therein, miss the best, their love, who only then will come..." he whispered back, knowing it was foolish, picking up his drink, and giving her a look, meeting her eyes, before retreating through the crowd to his place by the wall.<br><br>He feared that his voice, or something about the way he spoke would give him away for a fraud.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 08:47:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><em>"The heavy sleep seduces all, but therein, miss the best, their love, who only then will come..."</em></strong></div><br>The words whispered so clearly, obviously in response to her own twisted desires, had captured her attention indefinitely. The voice which met her, with such difference from the common of their kind, her eyes turned to meet those of the man whom had spoken. Only to meet his back as he turned and moved away.<br><br>She watched, in utter dismay! How could such a man, speak such words to influence her? Oh they influenced her to move, to persue his insight. His thoughts. For at last, someone of interest had appealed to her. Someone whom had not spoken to her as if she would stand to break beneath their very breath. Moving a step forward and slightly to the side, she watched him skirt back through the crowd to whatever place it was he felt comfortable.<br><br>She set her glass delicately back upon the table and turned to follow behind him. OH, what thrill had enlightened her to persue a conversation with this person. A presence she was not so familiar with, and if she did say so herself, he seemed completely new to her senses. Whereas the majority of the guests she were very familiar with both politically and formally. Though non as intimate as a lover.<br><br><em>"Your words enticed me, sir, might I draw your attention to perhaps hold conversation?"</em><br><br>Her voice came soft, like the ringing of sweet silverbells. One of the many habitual charms practiced by her kind. But Nicolette never had to practice this sweet little charm, for even as a human she had spoke with such a sweet voice, so kindly and softly, as if her voice never had a louder tone within it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 09:05:35</strong>
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				Andrew was out of his depth already. He could carry on a conversation well enough, but he doubted he had anything in common with the wonderful creature before him.<br><br>"You have my attention, but a conversation is no good if you hold it, it must get away from you to be amusing, you see, already my own meaning escapes me and I am amused..." he said.<br><br>He smiled, and hopes she would find him boring too, he could not keep up such a cherade for long, he was impersonating someone at a masquerade and the irony did not escape him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 09:23:15</strong>
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				He was nervous, she could feel it in the way his voice tripped over the appropriate tones. She listened quietly, and her smiled lessened. Her hopes dropped. She bowed her head politely and turned to step a slight bit aways from him.<br><br><em> " Well I see now, you're not interested in conversation, but perhaps you would do me the honor, of at least a dance?"</em><br><br>If he was too nervous to talk, perhaps he would do better with body language. She didn't pursue him for nothing. She was going to walk away from this encounter with nothing but a few meek words, words that left her hanging on the edge of a buzz only to drop her into the boring reality once again.<br><br>Her expression, if left to her eyes alone, was pleading. Her mask portrayed beauty, delicacy, and grace. An honourable name was worn beneath that mask. Someone whom could be trusted, who was kind beyond the reaches of her normalcy. Someone who took the grim with the good, and unlike the others was willing to sacrifice for the lesser cause.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 17:08:04</strong>
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				"Very well," he said, seeing no other option. Without a way out, and certainly no chance of carrying on a conversation with the Vampiress, he could only say yes. He was digging his own grave, but of course this woman, this beautiful woman couldn't know that, and he was just going to have to try.<br><br>"I cannot say I am displeased that you followed," he said, "but I had not intended my words to entice, nor my feet to touch dancefloor, though I may as well complete the unintended set."<br><br>He extended his hand to her, hoping she hadn't figured it out, her beauty, what he could see of it, was breathtaking. Her mind was intriguing, a shame he had to make himself droll, he was smarter than many Vampires he thought, and it seemed for a moment she had agreed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 23:45:37</strong>
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				She was aware that about him, lingered a difference. She bowed her head respectfully and those glossy lips pulled into a precious little smile. She brushed her palms along the skirt of her dress and raised her hand to place it within his offered own.<br><br><em>"You should be mindful of words. They tend to attract the unexpected more than we'd like them too."</em><br><br>She kept that precious smile, one that meant comfort and kind hearted. From what she could tell, hidden beneath that mask was a handsome face. Someone of power. That was until she got closer to him, and through the linger aromas, she could finally catch his scent. He smelt of human blood, and a pounding heart. Perhaps he had just fed? <br><br>She disposed of the thought, passing it as a mere coincidence. Her mind must surely be playing tricks on her. An awakening after centuries left ones senses murky, and sensitive to even the slightest changes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 00:06:04</strong>
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				God, she could know, just the touch, the beating of his heart...his warmth, he could only maintain this ruse for so long, after all, eventually, if he were a Vampire even the brief period of vitality provided by a full and recent feeding would leave, and when his didn't he would be found out.<br><br>He couldn't deny that he wanted to dance with her, but he knew he'd have to disappoint afterwards, because if she found out, no turn of phrase or witty retort would save him.<br><br>He stepped towards her an put his free hand on her waist. He would sweep her onto the dance floor and into the crowd of dancers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 01:04:47</strong>
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				She moved out onto the dancefloor with him. When he touched her, she felt the heat of his body. That was unnatural for a vampire. As they danced and pressed close she gently place her hand upon the back of his shoulder and as she leaned nearer she took a small sniff. <br><br>Human.<br><br>She could smell it on him, but oddly enough that did not bother her. She would let him continue on with his charade. If he was here, it was obviously by means of another member of the council. Those who owned mortal pets brought them to serve, and set them up as entertainment for the evening.<br><br>Such a shame, that the only member of the party that intrigued her to any amount, was the human male, probably scared witless, in front of her. She followed his lead step for step, easily they moved amongst the crowd.<br><br><em> " You're a fine dancer."</em><br><br>She whispered, just so he could hear.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 03:13:45</strong>
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				"I should hope so," he said, "for you are an amazingly wonderful dance partner..."<br><br>He realized this complement might be a little bit unvampiresque, but he didn't care, he was having fun...and she hadn't thrown him away or killed him, which he took as a good sign.<br><br>He was happy, for the first time in a while. Always at the whim of his hunter master, he was happy to be able to be a bit reckless for himself for once, and do something he wanted to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 04:14:29</strong>
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				The air that surrounded him lifted, and a sense of happiness replaced it. The nervousness was gone out of his touch, the distance was certainly no longer an issue. To his compliment a blush flourished upon her pale cheeks. Amazing! If one could see behind that mask, and the little bit of blood that coursed through her body all compiled beneath her cheeks, she'd look almost human. <br><br>She bowed her head slightly and glanced back up to him through thick, long dark lashes. Her lips pulled at the corners into a smile. He'd know from that reaction alone that she was flattered by his remark.<br><br><em>" Well sir, I kindly thank you. But a dancer is only as good as their partner."</em><br><br>Now they were on equal bounds and no one was greater than the other. That was how she preferred things. Simple, and enjoying. She continued to follow his lead upon the dance floor, the grace at which he moved was almost parallel to that of her kind, but his flaws were what made him so beautiful to her. Whereas her perfections made her feel ugly, and inadequate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 05:56:25</strong>
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				"Indeed," he said, "but a poet is only as good as his inspiration."<br><br>He kept moving with her, confidence abounding as he practically felt himself falling for her. What a tragic fool he was, but he'd have to give her the words that he held inside, ones he knew he would regret but would have to say anyway.<br><br>"If I've been slumbering through life, I needed but a flower to awaken me, and light my dreams with hope, no matter how pale the rose that pricks me into life, it is the most beauty I can see," he said, then, adding a second verse, and stopping their dance,<br><br>"If that light should leave my dreams and loose frail hope, I will not live, but die the death of passing madmen, clamouring for the hope of that pale rose...but if I should be the one to seize it, pick it, and have it embrace me in return, nothing more could I ask from life, or from fortune," he said.<br><br>With that, he bowed deep and kissed her hand. Whoever she was, she was beautiful and intelligent, and hardly like a Vampire in the ways he knew to distinguish them. He knew, though, that such a creature would bid him good night and he would continue on, never likely finding his equal in spirit or mind again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 06:09:26</strong>
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				Again his words caused what little blood flow she had to creep along her cheeks. Those bright eyes hid behind dark lashes as he continued to speak. His words weaved such ideas within her mind. Dispelled any thought she could have ever had, of him disliking her for what she was. For because of his scent, his beating heart, she knew he was nothing like her. He was fragile, easily broken, and killed. Something meant to be cherished .. he reminded her of the sacrifice she had made .. and how much she wished she could turn back time and do it over.<br><br>Their dancing stopped, and as the others continued to move around them, paying them no mind, she felt her hand being taken in his and the warmth of his lips pressed to kiss the chilled grace of her knuckles. <br><br><em> " I am but the Shepard, my duty is to guide the sheep. Weed out the wicked and weak. But alas, I sit alone, with no company but the sound of myself as I do weep. Your comfort, your words, bewilder me so.. your warmth it entices.. please dear sir, do not tell me you are bidding me adieu, and leaving my sights?" </em><br><br>Her words came as if without breath, in soft whisper that breathed upon his ear. Her words spoken with some sense of disappointment, but her eyes shined with a light of hope, that he might change his mind and stay to keep her company. His difference, his lack of need to remind her of her purpose inspired her. Made her feel in ways she thought had been forgotten with the consciousness that was human. In her had revived a fire she believed long lost... but perhaps it had been she who had been long lost to the feelings of infatuation .. love .. and longing. <br><br><em>" Please..don't go.."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 07:23:18</strong>
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				"I am weak," he said, "I do not belong among your sheep..."<br><br>He wanted so much to leave her, for the sake of the lie he was perpetuating and for the sake of his life, and the life of other slaves they might kill as examples as well. It all seemed so wrong.<br><br>There was the feeling, though, that he loved her, already, that he held her in his heart, a kindred spirit, perhaps she was along among her kind as he was among his.<br><br>"I will not leave," he said, "I don't want you to be alone, even if you weep, will you weep with me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 07:46:19</strong>
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				<em>"If I should weep, my tears would be of happiness. Not the sadness they had once been."</em><br><br>She was glad he had decided to stay. She was pretty sure she understood his reasons for wanting to leave, which was what she wanted to discuss. She leaned her lips close to his ear and whispered softly.<br><br><em>" You have nothing to fear, I know your secret, and it is safe with me." </em><br><br>She leaned back, and that smile on her lips, and the look in her eyes should have been reassuring enough. There was not a harmful hint in her nature. She was sincere in her words. She knew what it was to keep secrets, to charade as something she wasn't. She had done it once..oh so long ago.<br><br>She had catered to the beck and call of a vampire whom had once been her master. Unfortunately, she outlived him, out powered him, and rose above many. Some whom were twice her age if not more spit upon the fact they were bowing to the pretty little lady.<br><br>She gently took his hand in hers, and motioned for him to follow her. She lead him out of the ball room. Into the meeting hall, where bodies lingered in shadows, intertwined in passionate, and not so secret intimacy. She lead him on along to the courtyard, where silence reigned, and the night air was cool against the skin. Welcoming and fresh .. well at least for those who breathed it. <br><br>The outdoor smell cleared her senses, and as she turned to face her human counterpart, those honey curls bounced and she spoke, just softly enough for him to hear.<br><br><em> " You do.. trust me right?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 01:36:48</strong>
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				"You know..." he said, softly , when they were alone, "at this point, if I didn't trust you, I'd have nothing left to believe..."<br><br>He knew that if she wished it now, he would die, and that didn't bother him as much as he thought it should've. It wasn't his secret, it was his master's secret, but it was his life on the line.<br><br>"I do trust you," he said.<br><br>Now that they were outside, he realized how stifling even a mess of cold bodies could be.
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				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 04:35:03</strong>
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				She smiled softly and gently held his head a firm reassuring squeeze from her own. <br><br><em>"You can rest assured your secret is safe with me. I'm not like the others, I won't hurt you out of game or meek boredom."</em><br><br>Truth of the matter was, she adored him. She envied his words, his intellect. His fragile nature was something she felt needed to be cherished. <br><br><em>"Perhaps now you'd be more conformable conversing with me?"</em><br><br>Was she desperate? Oh.. she was far from desperate. She felt taken for granted, and overwhelmed with everything that had been going on inside of that ball room. That was when she remembered the mask. Certainly he wanted to see the face of the one whom had spared him a most terrible punishment. For what he was doing, was punishable by death. <br><br>She gently caught the corners of her mask and lifted the fragile golden porcelain precipice to rest atop her head. Honey curls fell to frame a pale face. Soft pink lips and luminous blue eyes. Dark lashes and slightly rosy cheeks. She was flush with colour unlike most vampires. <br><br>This was one of the many differences that added to her beauty.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 04:47:56</strong>
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				He looked to the side as he saw her beauty. He didn't move to touch his own mask. His face betrayed his humanity, scars around his lips, one on his cheek, there were more on his body, but even just his face...<br><br>He knew without them, even with them, he could be called handsome, there was nothing about his face that was out of place, and his eyes, the only things he'd ever been proud of, golden, as though they'd drunk in the sun during his childhood, before he kept the schedule of his masters.<br><br>The scars were mementos, of a childhood spent as a blacksmith's son, the one on his cheek from a fall, around his lips...well, he'd made swords, far too large for a child his size. He'd become a little bit famous for it, but in order to do it, he had to put his face to the blade, to see the line, know the patterns, a few years of slips...and now his face told a story of mortality, the inability to recover from even relatively meaningless wounds.<br><br>"A conversation," he said, "is there something that we could talk about?" he asked. He couldn't think of a topic which they could share.<br><br>Even their eyes were different, the luminous tones of night, and the brilliance of day. He was a slave, she, an owner, he was sure, he was human, her a vampire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 05:06:58</strong>
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				She canted her head slightly, an almost innocent, childish look appearing about her visage before she rolled her delicate shoulders in a slight shrug.<br><br><em>"We can converse about anything and everything. Just because we belong to different sides of the fence doesn't mean a thing. You should cherish your mortality .. embrace it and enjoy it .. do not let me and my kind kill your flame so easily. We hurt those weaker than we, because we're afraid of everything we have become .. "</em><br><br>Nicolette was definitely different. Over the years she had become a bit disgusted with herself, her new found habits and abilities. Oh, how much she wished she could go back and change her decision. To turn away and fall so quickly out of love with that wicked man. She had given up everything she loved and cared for, for an eternity of false hope, false love, and a void sense of nothingness.<br><br>The beauty, the grace, it was all just the perks .. and the truth behind it all, was enough to make someone wish they had never even thought of becoming a monster. It made those left with the emotions and conscience hate themselves. She was one of the rare few, who still maintained her human emotions, her human conscience. Her desire for love, tenderness, and passion. Whereas the others strive upon pain, humiliation, and torment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 05:48:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are humans any different?" he asked, "every living thing hurts what is weaker than it is, even deer eat plants without caring that plants live as well, you and you kind haven't killed my flame, just put it in a lamp..."<br><br>He wanted to talk of something else, something farther from their problems, a reminder of everything that was wrong with her not killing him or sending him away to die.<br><br>"I want to talk to you," he said, "hold a conversation, but I know nothing about you...save that you are beautiful, kind, wise, and not at all like the Vampires I've known before...I want...to tell you I love you...but I don't know how..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 06:16:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center"><strong><em>...I want...to tell you I love you...but I don't know how...</em></strong></div><br><br>Nicolette felt a blush flourish over her cheeks. That little remainder of blood putting itself to use again. Bringing more colour to her dreary pallor. She took his words into thought and she gave a brief nod. Moving to seat herself upon the nearby stone bench. It's intricate design ornately reflected the once honourable name of her family, and their generosity to the outsiders whom had made her what she was today.<br><br><em>"To talk about me hmn?" </em><br><br>She pondered for a moment. Contemplating what exactly to say. A hand rose to let gentle fingertips brush her hair back behind her ears. Jingling the chandelier earrings she wore, their soft chime ringing like tiny little bells.<br><br><em> " My name is Nicolette..I 'spose that starts us somewhere, hmn?"</em><br><br>She smiled sweetly, almost nervously in his direction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 06:37:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm Andrew," he said.<br><br>The name meant nothing to him, he did not know politics, though he was certain his Master would've explained to him in great detail who she was and who she knew, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.<br><br>He removed his own mask, afriad that keeping it on would be a lie by omission.<br><br>"Perhaps we should go somewhere more private..." he said, "if someone sees my face..."<br><br>He was clearly not one of her slaves, that much would be clear, if he was he would be wearing a white mask, and serving her drinks, not talking to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Certainly his master was one of the many who knew her political history like the back of their hand. She had, afterall, been a very promising member of the society since her turning. She rose from her seat and nodded in agreement. Privacy would be necessary if she didn't want someone taking a nasty advantage of this situation. <br><br><em>" The entire manor is open to the society .. the only private meetings available are in the personal chambers. If you'd like we could continue conversing there?"</em><br><br>Her eyes never left his face, the scars added to his character, to his mortal beauty. He was indeed handsome, not a flaw in place. As if he was meant to bear those scars, so proudly. Her smile softened and she gestured for him to take her hand. She could get them there faster, and easier if he allowed her too. As well as with less the chance of being caught.<br><br><em>" If you find that uncomfortable, I'll gladly take us elsewhere .. or if you deem this should end, I'll let you return to your charade, and I too will return to the masquerade."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:28:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He did take her hand and responded to her offer of a return to his charade quickly.<br><br>"It was never my charade, and though I am glad of it now, I would not trade your company to return to it, I trust you...and wouldn't rather be anywhere but with you," he said.<br><br>When they reached private chambers, he stopped her before the door and looked into her eyes. He was looking for a hint of hunger, that she might be taking him inside for a dual purpose.<br><br>It wasn't because he feared that, being her meal seemed to him a fitting end for a poetic mind, but he wanted to see if she cared for him, he knew that Vampires were sexual creatures, he wondered if perhaps in seeing some hunger there he could see some desire as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had chosen to spend his time with her. But as he stopped her before entering the room, she saw in his eyes a need to search for something. She figured he doubted her intentions. She stared right back and all he would find in those bright eyes was the compassionate need for company, and perhaps a small hint of desire. But no hunger. <br><br>She'd been well fed, and not by a mortal now deceased, she had a slave of her own .. one that lived a life better than he had unfortunately. This slave was a willing provider a host, a friend. She adored this particular mortal, the young girl had reminded Nicolette of herself when she was young, therefore she cherished the young girl, and catered to her. <br><br>The only outpay the girl need worry of, is a small feed here and there. Nicolette smiled and held her hands where he could see them.<br><br><em>" I'm harmless. I'm not hungry, I swear."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 07:58:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see," he said, sounding a little disappointed.<br><br>He realized it was too much to hope for that he could affect her that way, he wanted to, very much, though.<br><br>He followed her inside and closed the door. The chamber was large, as he'd expected and he didn't move to sit down but instead put a few steps of distance between them.<br><br>"I find myself wishing I'd been born...something else, other than human, for, were I anything else I wouldn't have met you," he said, "I love you, and it's too soon for me to say so, I care for you, and I can't save you from anything, and I want to please you...but I'm not even...appetizing..."<br><br>He laughed, almost pained, it all seemed a cruel joke, and he'd be gone soon enough, by morning at best, to put his master to sleep, and to sleep by his door and guard his casket. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 08:31:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh his sadness pained her. That unnatural pain filled her chest. She felt weighed down by the human emotion. She had upset him, he'd been searching for hunger, to know that he appealed to her .. apparently, the desire to feed from one, was all he knew. Was that the subject of his attention? His only known notion of love from a vampire was their insatiable hunger?<br><br><em>" I meant not to offend... "</em><br><br>Her voice had fallen far from its precious grace. That silver bell tone came in a soft, near tears expression. Here she was trying to cater to him, to ease his nerve .. and he wanted her to want him? He wanted her appetite to rise? A vampire was most dangerous when their hunger was tempted. <br><br>She sighed softly, and relaxed her posture closing her eyes momentarily. Letting those thick lashes flush against her cheek.<br><br><em>" Your scent is very appetizing.. I can smell the blood in you .. it's bittersweet aroma, pulls not only at my stomach, but my loins. A desire pitted deep inside of me.. one that is hard to press aside. But I do so, to show you .. that our only means of affection is not in our hunger. But if that's what you want .. I can be just like the rest."</em><br><br>The last bit came sharp. With the hint of disgust she held for herself, and the natural instinct of the hunter she had become. The tip of her tongue smoothed over those points within her mouth. The slight sting didn't bother her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 08:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't want the rest," he said, "but I don't want you to push it aside either, I want you to be as you are...with me."<br><br>He turned to her and pursed his lips nervously.<br><br>"I know what you're like," he said, "I may not have known you long, but you're not like them, I want you, hunger or no, and I trust you, I trust that you won't kill me, that you won't have me killed, or maimed, that you won't treat me as a slave, but in return I want you to trust me, that I won't think you a monster, or think that you are like the others..."<br><br>He paused and looked away from her, knowing that he'd probably said too much.<br><br>"But I want you to want me, too," he said, "and I want to give you what you want, and this is nothing I've ever felt before."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 19:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened quietly. Studying the emotion in his voice, the look in his eyes and the way he moved when he spoke. Such determination, dedication, and absolution. There was something in his face, and in his voice that she recognized. It broke her. That ice cold standing on the outside broke. She reached forward with a gentle hand and grasped his own, lightly tugging him to her.<br><br><em>"I do want you... I do trust you.. more so than I probably should." </em><br><br>That was true. She trusted him, unlike she trusted any other human being. Certainly, she did not harm their kind like the others .. but that didn't eliminate the hate they held for her kind .. and her right along with the rest of them. She had been hunted .. tricked, and abused in every emotional, and physical way possible. Even by those whom courted her to this evenings masquerade. Which was why she had a horrible time trusting people beyond her own general curiosity.<br><br>But something about him shattered every protective barrier she held. She wanted him, more than she'd wanted anyone else .. and in such a short amount of time, the feeling was euphoric, it was ecstasy, she didn't want it to strop.<br><br><em> " I want to give you anything .. and everything you could ever dream of.."</em><br><br>She gently leaned and placed a soft kiss upon his lips, hesitating a moment after to see how he would react.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 20:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss. She'd kissed him. He didn't see it coming, he couldn't even have predicted it if he'd been looking on in secret to their talk. It seemed that she'd suddenly opened the floodgates of something he'd both feared and desired. He would still be a slave to someone else, but he would love her, the tradgedy did not escape him.<br><br>When their lips parted he whispered to her, as though out of breath.<br><br>"The only thing I dream of now, is you," he said.<br><br>He put his head down to kiss her neck, to taste her, to touch her, anything to be closer to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 20:59:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His words sent a slight chill through her. She smiled and canted her head, the feel of his warmth nestled against her neck built a fire inside of her. The feel of his lips brushing across the skin, had her body practically writhing. Her senses flared to life, and everything about him went from subtle reminders to irresistible urges.<br><br>She closed her eyes to allow herself some sense of control. She released an unnecessary, but near human, gasp of breath. The sensation was soothing. A hand rose to allow gentle fingertips to brush through his hair as he kissed at her neck. Encouraging him further.<br><br><em>"No longer is there a need to dream, love, I'm yours.."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 21:04:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled some of her dress into his hand, and bunched it up inch by inch until finally when he reached for more, he felt the skin of her leg. Releasing the dress his let his fingers slide up and down her leg, while his kissed her collarbone, and her throat.<br><br>He wondered if Vampires fed when they made love. It was an idle thought, but not one out of fear, he did trust her, that she wouldn't kill him if she did bite him, that she wouldn't reject him, or send him away.<br><br>"So much cloth," he whispered, "something so beautiful needs no drapery."<br><br>He realized it was a rather obvious thing to say, but he was being obvious now, he wanted to feel her, and he was kissing, or caressing everything he could touch, but that was, regrettably far less than he would've liked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 21:30:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When in the heat of passion, it was often a chance that they would feed, to taste and create a better bond with their partner. Be it their partner human, or immortal. It stimulated not only themselves, but in some cases their potential significant other. <br><br>That fabric tickled along her thigh as he inched it up. The warmth of his hand upon chilled flesh aroused her. His lips caressed along her&nbsp; collar bone and neck. Teasing over her most sensitive spots.<br><br><em>" Then I shall remove it at your will.."</em><br><br>Her words came whispered, sweet and soft. Her hands parted from him, and she reached behind herself, gentle fingertips pulling at the thick ribbons which held the corset blouse and skirts to her figure. The gowns grip upon her frame loosened with the pull of the first ribbon.<br><br>Oh she desired more of him, more of his touch and anything he could offer her. She wanted to feel him to have him.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 22:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He removed his own clothes as well, knowing that to ask her to disrobe without following suit. <br><br>He was still concerned that she would be shocked by his appearence. His scars along his chest and back were long and showed more of his past. Abuse by Vampires, a few female. It was, in fact almost a miracle that he'd never hated their kind, only his former masters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 08:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pulled at those delicate strings. Her dress became even looser around her frame, she moved her hands to the hips and began to push it down. Wiggling herself free of those confines. Revealing the porcelain figure beneath. Hour glass figure accent by a full, supple chest, curvy hips and slender legs. <br><br>Not another garment dare grace her figure. Her pale skin glistened, smooth and flawless. Honey curls kissed her shoulders and those luminous blue eyes wandered over Andrew. Drinking in his flawed, but handsome figure. His flaws, to her, made him gorgeous. Every little imperfection attracted her more and more. Pulled at the strings of her lifeless heart.<br><br>Pushed her head on into the human emotion. The swell of love rising in her heart as she gasped softly, amazed by the pure beauty that was he.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 08:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				To him, she was perfect, he didn't care that she was a Vampire, it was on his mind, of course, but it simply made her perfect in a different light. She didn't have to be as beautiful as she was to have the mind she did, but with her beauty, her mind, the way she talked to him, it all made him fall quickly in love with the vision before him.<br><br>"Tell me your desires," he said, as he moved forward, and slipped his hands around her waist.<br><br>He wanted her close, as close as he could have her, for as long as that could last, it was his whole world now. He needed to please her, to pleasure her, any way he could. He knew that he was far from her perfection, as far, if not farther than most humans, but it seemed, that if she told him what she wanted, that he might avoid error, to hurt her or displease her in any way would be his greatest failure, disappointment on her face was what he feared most.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 03:24:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand came about that slender waist and she slipped her hands up along his back. Letting her fingertips memorize every little flaw that attracted her to him. Letting her mind memorize every curve and line in his body. His warmth was nourishing and tempting. She dipped her nose into the nape of his neck. Drinking in his scent as she left gentle, fleeting kisses along his collar bone and shoulder.<br><br><em>" I desire nothing more than to please you.. to love you.. and show you I care."</em><br><br>Her perfection was her greatest flaw. It made her stand out amongst common creatures, set her apart, made her an easy target. She cherished the flaws she once held upon her mortal flesh, and if he truly wanted to love her .. eventually he would bond to her .. and see past her brilliant perfection, and see her minor flaws.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 06:26:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slid his hands done, briefly lingering over her buttocks, and the down to the back of her thighs. Lifting her up, his muscles born of hard labour from a life of slavery, he took the few steps over to the bed and lay her down, pushing himself up onto the bed with her.<br><br>His erection was hardly subtle at that point, being pressed against her stomach, and now, hoving near her sex as she stared down at her.<br><br>"Yes," he said, "but what do you want?" he asked, "Is this what you wanted? I lust for you, my love, but I would abandon my desires for you body at but a word..."<br><br>He didn't want her to deny him, to say that she didn't have a physical desire, but he wanted her love, and would, as he said, give it up, for her. It was, after all one night that he was giving up, his only night, but only one night nonetheless, he knew his fantasies would be based on her, for the rest of his life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 06:46:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands coursed along her rear, then to the backs of her thighs. He lifted her and a small startled giggled escaped her. That was not something she had expected. Though it wasn't a feat either. Nicolette was light weight, small and slender. Her back settled against the sheets and he easily moved atop her.<br><br>She could feel the heat from his arousal at it pressed to her stomach and na'er to her sex. She squirmed a little beneath him. Looking up at him as he bared himself over her. <br><br><em> " I would never wish of you to abandon your desires .. even if lust be the only one."</em><br><br>She wanted to give him everything he wanted, just as much as he did her. She lusted for him yes, his scent, everything about him drove her senses wild. But she wanted to show him it was more than that. She adored him, loved him even. She wanted to prove that to him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 06:54:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"With you," he said, "it can't be the only one."<br><br>He put a hand between them to guide himself into her. He wanted it to be pleasurable for her, and when he was pressed against her entrance he sucked a beautiful nipple into his mouth, as he pushed into her.<br><br>He really did lust for her, and moaned against her the moment he was inside. He couldn't help but feel his climax building already, he felt as though he was experiencing perfection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oleander</strong> on <strong>30-04-2009, 04:27:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That smile pulled at her lips. but as he finished speaking, and slipped between them to guide himself inside of her. Her back arched a small bit and a moan slipped past her lips. OH the way he felt inside of her was enticing. The velvet warmth of his mouth flourished over her pink, pert nipple and she exclaimed another moan.<br><br>He felt genuinely perfect inside of her. The sensation was enough to live for. She shifted a bit beneath him, gently rolling her hips forward to allow him to penetrate her further.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Forbidden Reveries ([BON] Oleander &amp; PeacethatPowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-04-2009, 05:54:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling himself deeper inside of her as she rolled her hips, he couldn't help but run his hands along her sides, up to her breasts taking them in his hands and then resting his hands against the bed, practically staring at the ceiling as his back arched and he stretched out pushing back and forward in the bed, in and out of her, not moving much of his length but instead changing position, so that he slid back and forth, rubbing inside of her.<br><br>He squeezed the sheets beneath him, becuase he was struggling to keep himself from his own release. She felt amazing, against him, around him. Even if he wasn't looking at her, he could still see her beauty.
			</dd>
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