Royalty & Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)
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				Title: <strong>Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 02:57:23</strong>
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				Princess Kathryn of Brisaval glanced at herself in the full length mirror in front of her. Her dark red hair was pulled up halfway, the rest of her brilliant wavy locks falling loosely around her shoulders. She turned slightly, allowing the ends of her dark green gown to sweep across the floor as she examined the bow tied around her waist to make sure it was pulled tightly behind her. A buxom girl, the combination of her corset and the low scooping neckline of her gown revealed more cleavage than her father might have approved. She smirked at the thought - he had never been one to approve of much that she chose to wear.<br><br>While Kathryn, known as Kate to her closest friends, finished tying a choker encrusted with jewels around her neck, her lady-in-waiting approached. "Lady Kathryn," the meek, brown eyed girl spoke, "They are waiting for you in the courtyard."<br><br>Kate smiled and turned to her assistant. "Thank you, Mariann." She checked her make up in the mirror one last time, before grabbing a dark green velvet cloak and draping it around herself, concealing her revealing outfit.<br><br>"You look lovely today, My Lady," Mariann breathed softly. Thinking the dress was for the special occasion of the princess's latest royal suitor, she continued, "The duke will find you simply stun..."<br><br>"The duke?" Kate said, rolling her eyes. "He won't have the honor of my company tonight." She grabbed her lady-in-waiting by the hand and rushed down the stairs. Mariann could have sworn she saw a mischeivous glint in the princess's eye, causing her to breathe a loud sigh. Though she had been accustomed to the princess's unruly, unladylike nature, her lady still made her nervous. <br><br>***<br><br>"Ah, the fair Princess of Brisaval," the Duke of Contresant bowed deeply as Kate walked up to him in the courtyard. She barely stifled a laugh as she glanced at him. Balding, slightly overweight, in his thirties and quite far from the dashing young duke he once might have been. She shuddered at the thought of spending the night with him.<br><br>"Shall we ride on?" The Duke mounted his horse, as two stablehands ran forward with Kate and Mariann's horses. The Duke already had behind him a complete entourage of servants and the like, which he never rode anywhere without. Kate and Mariann exchanged glances. <br><br>Kate snatched the reins out of the hands of the boy attempting to help her onto her steed, jumping on herself. "That will do," she nodded to him. "But... but..." the boy stammered, before rushing away, seeing her glaring at him.<br><br>"Your mother tells me you don't venture out into the countryside much," the Duke said, rather nasally. Mariann stifled a giggle, the statement being entirely untrue of the daring young princess. Kate rolled her eyes, feeling antsy already. "Allow me to take you on a ride around the countryside that you'll never forget..." This man was certainly full of himself.<br><br>Drawing upon a large row of shops lining the road to the countryside, the Duke glanced over at one store in particular. "But first I have arranged for us to shop for our wedding jewelry!" The Duke announced proudly, steering their horses in the direction of the town jeweler. His massive entourage took up nearly the entire road, causing several townspeople to scowl, and Kate to sigh annoyedly. It was about time for her to ditch this buffoon. She glanced in Mariann's direction. Her lady-in-waiting gulped.<br><br>The Duke strode grandly into the first shop, his servants crowding around him, barely leaving room for Kate and Mariann, who were still tying up their horses. <br><br>"My Grace," the store owner, an rather withered old lady of sixty years bowed slightly, "To what do I owe the pleasure of the presence of the man who... repossessed my father's land and cruelly threw him out with nowhere to go?"<br><br>The Duke stood back, unready for this sudden attack. "Why I... you..."<br><br>"This is the man who threw out grandfather?!" A young, commanding voice called out. The Duke whirled around to find a small horde of young men, the grandchildren of the proprietor, who was now smirking smugly. Suddenly yells filled the air and young men burst forward towards the Duke, as his servants attempted to fend them off.<br><br>Kate and Mariann slinked away, barely noticed in the midst of the chaos that was beginning to brew. Kate winked. "Shall we visit the tavern?" Kate laughed, pulling a stunned Mariann behind her, into the darker, backstreets of the town.<br><br>"A diversion?" Mariann guessed, making the princess laugh harder. "You planned that? But... how? Aren't you afraid that..."<br><br>"No time to explain," Kate said, sighing,&nbsp; "Can't you just enjoy our freedom? I saved us from a horrid fate," she said, imagining what could have come that night. She dashed around another corner, Mariann clinging tightly to her hand, afraid of being lost in the dark streets of the town that were known to be crawling with thieves, gamblers, and other such ruffians. "There it is, the tavern!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 05:00:23</strong>
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				(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v508/timethian/random/MaleRogue.jpg)<br>The tankard before him was already half-drained, the mug in his hand already little more than the remnants of foam... a pleasant warmth sitting at the bottom of his stomach.<br><br>Rodolphus Iaeman was a rogue... a highwayman of the highest order, son of a veritable prince of thieves. His name was unknown -- the people knew him only as 'The Red Cap', named after a rather ridiculous hat he wore when on the prowl.<br><br>Tonight had been a good night; nearly half his weight in silver, likely the dowry of some over-indulgent princess. And even better -- all had been accomplished without the taking of a single life. Sure, some of the guards would wake with splitting headaches, and some would need medical attention, but none would die.<br><br>The tankard is grabbed up again, and the mug refilled. In the back of the tavern, a string band of passing capability began to play some mediocre melody. The mug came to his lips.<br><br>Yes... it was a good day.
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 05:23:29</strong>
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				Kate raised the hood of her cloak over her head, covering her dark red hair. She preferred to make it through to the tavern without being noticed by people she didn't know. She motioned for Mariann to do the same as well. Many people were familiar with the faces of the royal family and their attendants, and she wanted to find her friends without any trouble.<br><br>The two women walked towards the tavern, brushing past poorer commoners doing their daily shopping, and swarms of merchants trying to sell off hot items on the black market. Finally making it to the entrance, Kate opened the tavern door and was immediately enveloped in a cloud of smoke and the thick scent of alcohol. She glanced around the place, immediately feeling at home.<br><br>"It's been far too long," Kate said, making her way through the crowd to a seat at the bar, "I haven't been here in ages."<br><br>She immediately slapped down enough coins for two mugs, the bartender who she was friendly with recognizing her and giving her a wink.<br><br>"Er..." Mariann stared down at her drink, pale faced as she looked around at a rowdy bunch that were looking in their direction with smirks on their faces. "Isn't it a bit early to drink?"<br><br>Kate shook her head. Mariann had always been the cautious type. "You act like you've never been here before in your life! We MUST get away from the palace more," she said with a smile, downing a swig of ale.
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 05:50:59</strong>
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				Women could mask their appearance... and could even mask the shape of their bodies under enough cloaks, enough so that the casual observer couldn't tell who they were. But Rodolphus wasn't an ordinary man... he could smell money, but even more, he could smell women -- or at least he liked to tell himself this.<br><br>He watched the backs of the two women for a moment, draining the last of his tankard, before he stands, ambling over to the two women. Despite the amount of liquor he had consumed, his swagger was not due in any way to inebriation. Checking the looks passed between the bartender and the women.<br><br>So... no threat here... just a wide smile as he leans on the counter, smiling at the two cloaked women, "Well, well... not often we see ladies as fair as you two 'round these parts."<br><br>His teeth are uncommonly white, bearing not a whit of the abuse and poor hygiene common to the era. And, despite the heavy scent of mead wafting from him, there is also that raw scent of man -- a mixture of testosterone and bravado that seems to exude from every pore.<br><br>His teeth are not the only uncommonly well-treated part of him. His multi-layered, leather outfit is strangely free of dust and grit. His body is well-kept, and easily muscled, lithe yet powerful.
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 06:15:37</strong>
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				Mariann gulps, her eyes growing wide as the man approaches them. Kate rolls her eyes and shoves another tankard towards Mariann, patting her on the back, before turning around and surveying the handsome stranger before her. She smiles, yet cautiously eyes him up and down. Something about him is strangely alluring, perhaps the way he carries himself with the air of nobility - and she feels a spike of excitement and anticipation within herself - though she's not quite sure why.<br><br>"Well," Kate starts, realizing she hasn't responded to the man, "We haven't been around here in a while. Truth be told, this used to be a favorite tavern of ours, until..." Kate pauses, choosing to not go into the details of being sent away for schooling,"we had to travel to other parts of the country."<br><br>Kate's uncanny perceptiveness kicks in, as she nudges her companion. "Mariann, you would do well to slap that man behind you, who is trying to stick his hand into your purse," Kate says with a smirk. Mariann gasps and whirls around, finding herself face to face with a pickpocket, just as surprised that he's been discovered. <br><br>Kate shakes her head and turns back to the stranger, nonchalantly brushing aside part of her cloak, revealing a portion of her slender figure and shapely bodice. She briefly locks eyes with the man, with the vague feeling of having seeing those eyes somewhere before. 
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 06:29:16</strong>
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				It's strange... that self-same look is in the man's eyes for just a moment. Something about this young woman strikes a chord in him... and not simply the one connected to his loins -- although there is certainly a strumming there as well as his masculinity responds of its own accord. She /was/ a pretty one.<br><br>"Truly... a former regular here? You seem far too young to have been a regular here any time in recent history... I mean, what would such a delicate thing like you want to do with--" He pauses, as she catches the cutpurse. Well... /that/ raises her up a few levels in his book. Still, however, his sword whips out, suddenly placing the tip of the blade at the man's throat, drawing only the slightest amount of blood. "This is a protected bar, thief... leave now." Well, now... that's annoying. He's going to have to recruit another cutpurse now. Stupid peasants.
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 07:01:28</strong>
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				Watching the man draw his sword at the pickpocket, Kate was moved by a sudden gush of excitement. He was an extremely adept swordsman, having drawn his sword within a matter of seconds... and the way he handled it... Kate always found such skillful men extremely attractive. She smirks to herself, remembering the balding lump of Duke she had ditched a few hours earlier and became entirely satisfied with getting to know this man tonight.<br><br>"I used to come here a lot, since my sixteenth birthday," she explains to him, "You'd be surprised with how many people would say I passed for much older back then. Still... I'm no stranger to these parts of the town," she says, "I used to come to this alley all the time when I was a little girl. With my brothers."<br><br>The barkeep places down two more tankards before them, and Kate pushes the one meant for Mariann towards the stranger. "Join us," she says invitingly, once more glancing him up and down.
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 07:15:57</strong>
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				He pauses again, watching the girl, his eyes brazenly taking an assessment of her form as her movements allow her robes to show some measure of her womanly form. "Sixteen, eh? I only recall one such impetuous little girl... but she wasn't half the beauty you are, princess." Of course, the title is perfunctory, but he has no idea the reaction it might cause.<br><br>He grabs the tankard, grinning. Free booze, two beautiful women? Oh... he certainly isn't going to argue. "So, beauty," is asked as he returns to the table, "what's your name?"
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 07:25:23</strong>
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				Kate chokes on her ale, upon hearing him call her "princess". She watches him and determining that he didn't mean anything by it, she finishes her sip, turning a faint pink after being startled.<br><br>"My name is..." She pauses, realizing she can't give her own lest his suspicions be raised, and decides to give the same name she used as a young girl, "My name is Lianne."<br><br>She raises an eyebrow at him, still trying to decide what about him was so familiar. "And what is yours?"
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 07:38:04</strong>
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				Rodolphus looks at the young woman with a vast measure of shock, although he dismisses it almost immediately. "Lianne? A beautiful name." One that seems /shockingly/ familiar. Hadn't Kate once said that she had called herself that, of a time?<br><br>He shakes his head. Impossible. The princess must have been wed /ages/ ago. By now, she must be 19... and no girl would be this long without being wed off by her parents.<br><br>He smiles, "My name is Rodolphus, dear thing... and if you'd truly been here before, been a regular here, you'd know that already."
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 07:48:34</strong>
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				Upon hearing his name, a wide grin spreads upon Kate's face, and then she starts laughing. "No, it can't be," she breathes lightly, "Rodolphus Iaeman?" Her hand finds his on the table top, and with the other hand she draws back her hood slightly, allowing a few of her red locks to spill out, and her emerald studed choker, which also holds the small golden insignia of the royal family, is in plain sight to Rudolphus. Knowing that more than just her good friends in this part of town would recognize such characteristics, she is careful to keep them out of the view of people around her.<br><br>"I suppose you would realize then, that Lianne is not my real name," she looks into his eyes, knowing that he will recognize her now. "It's been a while, I can't believe I didn't recognize you," she says, as she leans forward to embrace him.
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 08:03:10</strong>
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				Rodulphus blinks... watching the young woman remove her hood... and his grin widens even more. "Oh my goodness..." his response is extreme shock, and likely to the consternation of Marian, he engulfs the princess in his arms. "Oh, heavens, girl! How you've changed!"<br><br>All pretense of the tough exterior is gone as he crushes the woman to his chest, "You..." a low whistle escapes his lips. It's about all he can say. "Where have you /been?"
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 08:16:21</strong>
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				As Rodolphus embraces her tightly, Kate closes her eyes and breathes in his scent, feeling a wave of emotion shooting through her, and opens her eyes again seconds after he has let go. She was incredibly drawn to him, even more so now upon realizing who he was.<br><br>She sighs at his question, shaking her head. " 'Preparatory School for Ladies', in Genovia," she replies with a dainty sneer. "It was the most dreadful waste of time. And I don't think I've gained anything from being boarded up there for months."<br><br>She looks around, glad to not have attracted the attention of anyone nearby. "Rodolphus... do you think we could&nbsp; go somewhere else... more private? I would love to talk to you more," she looks around again, "But somewhere where I wouldn't be revealed. A place where I can be a little more comfortable."<br><br>She glances back at Mariann, who by then was leaning over her fifth tankard of ale giggling with a man who Kate recognized as one of the castle stablehands. "I think she'll be ok if we left for a bit, he's from the castle," she nods towards the stablehand.
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 08:31:52</strong>
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				A nod is offered to the younger woman, and he smiles, looking over to one of the other men in the bar. The servant woman would be more than safe -- she would receive the guild's protection itself.<br><br>He then smiles, standing, offering the princess his hand, "I do, actually... although you might think it a bit forward. I still keep a room here..." He grins at the barkeep, "I buy enough ale to keep the man in arrears," and supplement his income by letting the man fence stolen wares for him.<br><br>He smiles, grabbing the remaining tankard, and then her hand with the other hand, and pulls her toward the stairs.
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 08:42:20</strong>
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				Kate is delighted at the suggestion, not being the least bit offended as she had been approached more forwardly in the past, and by men she hardly even knew. Nothing was ever awkward with Rodolphus, or at least not in the past that she remembered. Taking one last swig from her tankard, she slammed it down on the bar, feeling rather warm and muddled inside. A nice feeling. Or was it Rodolphus that made her feel like that?<br><br>She allowed herself to be lead up the stairs, down a hallway, and to his room. Checking the area around them, and feeling content that nobody would notice her now, she quickly removed her cloak, a light floral fragrance wafting in the air around her as she did. Tossling her hair, she breathed a sigh of relief. "This cloak was getting a little too stuffy," she said, carrying it in one arm, and absentmindedly playing with her choker with the other. The jewels on it glinted in the soft lighting, accentuating her green eyes, which were now following Rodolphus as he lead her into the room.
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 09:00:22</strong>
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				Rodolphus chuckles, shutting the door behind him. He turns around just in time to see her remove her cloak, and once again that low whistle escapes his lips. Seems he has no problem showing his appreciation for what he sees, although he remains a gentleman.<br><br>The room itself is simple: a cot on the floor, complete with fur blankets, a wooden dresser, and a table with a single chair. Simple, yet it works for him. He walks over to the cot, sitting down on it for a moment, and motions for the princess to join him. "So... your father sent you to a /preparatory/ school? It must have been awful."<br><br>He then grins, "Hasn't your father married you off yet?"
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 09:11:43</strong>
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				Kate smirks at the sound of the whistle, slightly enjoying the fact that he is enjoying -her-. She was always an attention whore of sorts. She glances around the room, and finds it charming. "Nice place," she smiles, folding her cloak over the back of his chair, then following him over to the cot. She adjusts her gown before sitting down comfortably beside him, their arms brushing together.<br><br>"I suppose I should be used to my parents sending me away to "teach me" to be ladylike..." she says with a sigh, "But yes. I'd rather be here with my brothers and have adventures and all sorts of other "unladylike" things like that."<br><br>She laughs at his last question. "Funny that you should mention marriage. I came here tonight to escape from the most horrendous suitor... Duke Archibald of Contresant." She makes a face at him, "Mother and father have been trying to marry me off since I was fourteen - I'd rather die. I have no idea how I managed to fend off a husband all these years... but I'm grateful that I still have my independence." 
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 09:26:23</strong>
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				He laughs at the name, "I fear I must apologize if your 'love' is of a poor mood. I... don't know if he realized that the Red Cap had caught his..." He pauses, "Oh, my... your father is going to be upset. The silver that was supposed to go to him..."<br><br>A soft laugh. Kate had already known of his 'secret' life... and now it appears that he's thrown a wrench in the works, "How will your father react when he discovers that the dowry he was supposed to be given has been... redirected?"<br><br>Even as he says this, the impetuous man slips his arm around the waist of the young woman... the locale was, after all, somewhat intimate.
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 09:42:34</strong>
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				"Oh Rodolphus," she laughs lightly, "I should have known... It's no matter. I was planning a way to get rid of His Grace one way or another." Feeling his arm slipping around her, she slowly moves in a little bit closer to him, allowing a hand to rest on his shoulder.. "I'll find some way to blame the whole ordeal on him," she says. "You just helped me get rid of him faster. Father will get over it - he always does."<br><br>Feeling rather brash, she moves her hand from his shoulder, trailing down the front of his shirt, and landing comfortably in the middle of his stomach. Feeling a hidden fold of money in a hidden pocket in the shirt, she begins absentmindedly tracing it with her fingers, before asking softly, "So what about you? Have you found anyone yet?"
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 09:57:23</strong>
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				A response to the first part is almost immediately out the gates, before she runs a hand down his stomach. That causes a slight gasp to escape him, before he grins once more. Well... she was direct... and he certainly likes that. He smiles, mouth full of perfect teeth gleaming.<br><br>"Me? No..." He'd had his share of liaisons... but there had always been something in the background... "I've been around, but none could really... fill the hole that was there for me. I've always had this... expectation in my women -- an expectation that none I've met were able to fill."<br><br>He then looks over to her, "Frankly, there was a certain sixteen-year-old princess who happened to take a certain portion of my attention. As untouchable as she might have been."
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 10:10:49</strong>
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				Kate sat silently for a minute, unsure how to respond to his last statement. Feelings of excitement, yet fear at the same time filled her, making her wonder if pursuing Rodolphus tonight was a mistake. Looking up at him, his familiar face seemed to melt away anxieties she had of being tied down in commitment or marriage or anything... it wasn't like he was asking her to do anything like that.<br><br>"You're being quite silly," She laughed quietly, as she found her hand trailing to his hip so that her arm was draped around his middle, "You, not even the son of a nobleman, wanting a princess? Aren't you the optimist." She teased him.
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				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 10:17:14</strong>
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				For a moment, Rodolphus' gaze goes stony. Perhaps she had changed -- or at least he thought so until he caught her tone. He then smiles, "You forget, princess... that I, too, am a prince of sorts. Not of your caliber... but I live far better than even some noblemen, if you ask me."<br><br>He pauses, a hand going to rest atop hers, "If I've offended, I'm sorry. My tongue has a way of getting away from me when in the presence of such staggering beauty." He offers her a slight wink, "But... I didn't say that I /wanted/ you, princess. Only that you served as a distraction that took my attention. There is a distinct level of difference there."<br><br>Now, apparently, it's his turn to tease.
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				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 10:29:42</strong>
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				"You -are- practically yourself the prince of all thieves in this kingdom," Kate acknowledges, "And truth be told, I do think you probably live a life far better than mine. The lifestyle of royalty, but at the same time, freedom," she sighs. Then, looking at him with slightly squinted eyes, "And the way you're talking tonight, I would infer that you -do- want me," she murmured. "And even if I am just a distraction, what of it?" She suddenly wanted to kiss him, and badly, but allowed them to sit in a comfortable silence instead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 10:35:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The knave smiles again, leaning closer to the Kate, his wolfish grin back again, "And if I did want you... right here, right now, despite the wealth of evidence to the contrary..." He allows his nose to brush up against hers, "What would you say, my 'liege'?"<br><br>His hand then leaves hers, and in a brash move of his own, goes to rest itself on her thigh, a light caress that could mean nothing, or a whole world of inappropriate implications. "I thought the lady just wanted to catch up on old times..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>27-12-2005, 10:48:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kate will do," she smirks in response to his address of her. "I think that this counts as 'catching up', m'lord," she snaps lightly, teasing him right back. <br><br>"Evidence to the contrary? I don't believe you when you say you don't want me." A mischeivous glint comes over her eyes, as she allows her face to draw closer to his. "I'll make you a bet. If you can kiss me and stop there, then fine, I'll admit that you were right, and I'll buy you another tankard downstairs. Three even."<br><br>Her hand finds his on her thigh, as she waits for him to make a decision.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>28-12-2005, 10:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rogue grins, leaning in even closer, the smell of liquor heavy and sweet on his breath. And, most likely, part of the reason for his impetuous forwardness. His hand slides further up her thigh -- not close enough to feel any heat come off her yet... but any pretension to 'innocent caress' is eradicated in the single movement.<br><br>"No... I'll not take that bet... I'll not even offer a counter, because I know it's one I'll loose... and after all, if my imagination is not overly active, there is a much sweeter cup to drink from in here."<br><br>My... his grasp of innuendo has grown in the intervening years. "I lied, princess... Kate. I want you. One touch on your part would express that fact in the only more palpable way I can offer." He grins, "However, I'll take that kiss... but wish you to know that I'll take nothing more that you do not wish to give."<br><br>A shark's grin then crosses his face as he closes the distance between their lips, the last of his words escaping him just as they touch, "After all... me, not even the son of a nobleman, wanting a princess? A fool I must be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 01:15:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate blushed upon hearing his words, feeling his hand moving against her thigh, and eagerly moved towards him. Their lips met, sending another surge of excitement through Kate's body. She pressed herself closer against him, kissing him more deeply and feeling herself wanting more and more.<br><br>Pulling away slightly, but still close enough that she could still feel his warm breath against her cheek, she sighed. "You've always been such a gentleman, and your words are sweet," she smiled, "But for now, put that all aside... forget who we are and just enjoy what we have. I want you," she said running gently down his back as she spoke, "And I think you would be surprised, I am more willing than you think."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 03:10:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His grin belies his happiness, even as he growls, "Never a gentleman, always a rogue, and... quite rough," he snaps forward, nipping lightly at her earlobe, "when I have a mind to be."<br><br>He then offers a leer so pointed that it /has/ to be forced, "Like now... I'm of half a mind to use my super-human strength to rip that gown and corset off of you... but somehow, I doubt that would make things better." The leer slips into a grin, "That, and as pleasant as it would be to watch, you'd be forced to either go home naked under your cloak... or worse, wearing my clothes. Either way, troubles at home."<br><br>He pulls her even closer to him again, wrapping an arm around her waist to do so, while the other remains rooted where it sits between her thighs, although now it's begun to move, massaging the small area that it has claimed as its own, "Now... while I consider ways of getting you out of that outfit without causing harm to either cloth or flesh, tell me... have you been with a man before, Kate?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 04:05:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rough, hmm?" Kate laughs at the sudden change in Rodophus' demeanor. How she loved bringing out that kind of attitude in a man - and she was certainly glad to see him as eager as she. He was a very handsome man, and she very much wanted to see was hidden beneath his layers of clothing.<br><br>"Now now, do be gentle with the gown," Kate smirks, manuevering both hands around him and starting to untuck his shirt. "It's one of my favorites," she says, "You don't have to be gentle with -me-, of course."<br><br>Addressing his last question, she adds, "I've had my share of experiences... there you go again, assuming that maybe I'm more of a prim and proper princess than I actually am. No, that kind of life wouldn't suit me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 04:23:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man's laugh is loud and honest... perhaps somewhat aided by the addling of the mind due to alcohol... but it seems innocent enough, as he purrs out, "My dear, dear thing... I'd prefer you be a woman of some experience. While virtue is something every man desires on occasion to take, there is the question of explaining the pain, dealing with an inexperienced partner..." He offers another kiss before continuing, his hands now working with expert ease to divest her of her corset, "as long as one doesn't have the experience of, say, a woman bought with coin..." Again that cruel grin.<br><br>And, to forstall having to respond to anything else, he begins to kiss around her neck, wherever bare skin is displayed.<br><br>His own garments will be easily removed, although there is that nasty matter of getting all the buckles, secreted weapons, and the like situated to get it off. For her, it might even be somewhat like a puzzle to work on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 04:49:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft moan escapes Kate's lips as the corset slips off and he begins kissing her exposed skin. She feels more and more aroused with his every touch and movement, and begins fumbling with all the parts of his top quickly, and perhaps taking him by surprise, proves to be rather adept in unbunttoning, opening, and removing everything carefully. She knows what she's doing, and seems to be very quick to catch on to exactly how to remove his layers.<br><br>She bites her lip, seeing his exposed skin and feeling rather impatient. "This damned dress," she sighs, wriggling around uncomfortably in her gown, "It's about time I got it out of the way... help me get it off?" She adds rather seductively, plunging her hands down towards her waist, not bothering to mind the man's more sensitive areas, and it seems she is almost purposely caressing against him in her attempts to work on her own bottom.<br><br>The rogue will undoubtedly notice under her layers of fabric, a dagger she has concealed by strapping it to her leg - she -is- quite skilled with the thrown weapon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 05:12:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rodulphus grunts his pleasure at her remarkable ingenuity... by now, most women would have become disgusted with the entire process... instead, she begins working on it like a professional... catching hidden layers and pockets that most wouldn't even look for.<br><br>Her hand brushes against him only for a moment as she manipulates her dress up to his waist... that simple touch evidencing the presence of a supreme hardness at the center of his groin... something remarkably sized, too, if the impression from a momentary contact was any proper indication. Even so short a touch, however, is enough to elicit a slight groan of pleasure from him.<br><br>As she asks his help, he offers it, although when they get it about to the level of her waist, he stops her for a moment, bodily lifting her up and over to his lip, so that she's straddling it, and facing him. They can remove his own pants later, as far as he's concerned.<br><br>That done, he continues to help her pull it up and over her head... even if that is not the intended method of removal. This he does with a slow, deliberate line of movement, fingers sliding against skin instead of cloth, slowly creeping it up, thumbs splayed inward to play against stomach and ribs. The first feel of the dagger catches him by surpise for a moment, but it also seems to inflame him a bit -- the knowledge that she is possibly as dangerous as he... he leaves it on for now.<br><br>His fingers continue their movement until they catch on the underside of her breasts... or anything she might be wearing over them, perhaps. "I appear to have caught myself on something," he says with a grin, making a point to press the thumbs in gently, forcing them to catch on the underside of the breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 05:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You infidel!" Kate laughs, feeling his hands where they are. She wrestles off her sleeves and the remains of her top, emerging finally from beneath layers of soft velvet, not bothering to shove the rest of the dress on the floor, but rather laying back on it. Her hands find his, and they gently coax him to a firmer grasp of her shapely breasts. "I hope everything has been to your satisfaction?" she says with a smirk. The emerald choker around her neck presents a stark contrast to the creamy hue of her skin, and again her green eyes sparkle with a mischeivous glint.<br><br>She glances downward towards the growing bulge of his arousal, and breathes in sharply, anticipating to find him rather well endowed underneath the folds of fabric. Her hands trail yet again down to his waist, as she begins playing with his belt - "Shall I help you with your bottom now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 05:46:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, playfully acting the part of a connoisseur, as if inspecting a raw gem rather than toying with a woman's breasts, he looks critically at both, first cupping each in either hand, bouncing them up and down a bit as it checking for buoyancy, then sending thumb and forefinger to each nipple. These he uses first to simply apply pressure to both, holding them there in silence for several seconds, before slowly beginning to roll them, showing off a bit of expert knowledge at this sort of touch.<br><br>He pauses, "They seem satisfactory... but I'll not allow you to go any further until I've had my chance to sample the goods." His hands slip down, pressing on her own, for a quick moment pressing them down against his groin, letting her feel his heat, his hardness for herself through the thin leather. He then grasps her hands, and pulls them away, draping them across his shoulders.<br><br>"A true gentleman makes certain his lady is more than ready for him... before he takes his own pleasure..." A wicked grin then lights across his face, "And without the full tankard of ale before me, I suddenly find myself horridly parched..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 05:58:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate pouts, letting out a soft sigh of frustration, but his last statement makes up for her not getting her way. Besides, there would be plenty of time for her to enjoy what she was eyeing later.<br><br>She moves her legs so that he has easy access to her but not before pulling him towards her for a kiss. Their bodies are pressing delicately together, and the position they are in allows Rodolphus to feel Kate is already very moist in anticipation of his touch. She pulls away, purring devilishly in his ear, "Just be warned - I've been told that I'm not easy to satisfy..." <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 06:26:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rogue lets her position herself as she would be most comfortable before settling himself between her legs. An arm slips down on either side, curling under her legs, encouraging her to bend them at least a bit.<br><br>He kisses her, to start, at the junction of the right knee, continuing downward, letting the whiskers of his goatee play along her skin, and stopping just barely before any part of him might come into contact with her heat... and then pauses, looking up at her, "Those who stated as much must not have known what they were doing, then..." He waits there, letting the breath from his speech play along her center while he observed her... took a good look at the cleft, the length of the fine hair around it... and her current state of arousal....<br><br>Then, to further tease, be backs away again, kissing her once more at the juncture of a knee -- this time the left...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 07:03:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kate tilts her head back, enjoying the feeling of his touches against her inner thighs, sighing as he takes his time. <br><br>"You're a confident one, aren't you?" she says, her legs and hips moving in anticipation of him. Hopefully he was as good as he acted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 07:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rodolphus simply grins, this time changing his tack, the kisses turning to a simple sliding of the tongue down to the juncture between leg and hip -- so tantalizingly close, yet still a step enough away to continue the tease. Then... agonizingly, he turns his head, blowing across the trail of his own saliva on her skin...<br><br>Before turning back to her, "How could I not be? You've offered me a challenge. I know I shall win... because I will not rest until I have tasted everything you have to offer me. So..." He hovers there a moment, moving his head back down, over her mound, and yet still refusing to actively touch her, instead simply blowing across the already-moistened lips of her sex.<br><br>He smiles, leaning just a bit forward... wanting her to take some of the initiative... to show if he's built any tension in her, "Unless... of course... you don't want it at all..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ginevra</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 09:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"..I know I shall win... because I will not rest until I have tasted everything you have to offer me..."</em><br><br>"My kind of man," Kate thought to herself. <br><br>She grips the edges of the bed, becoming intensely aroused by the way he used his mouth without actually touching her where she wanted it to be used so badly. She let out a moan as he taunted her.<br><br>"You tease," she accuses him. His teasing was delightfully unbearable. Letting out another, lighter moan, her hands glide down her thighs and to his head, her fingers brushing through his hair. "God... you know I want it so bad..." Her hips bucked gently, urging him onward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Royalty &amp; Rogues (timethian and ginevra 1-on-1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 10:59:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The upward movement of her hips make him smile, and finally he allows her the feeling of that initial touch on her sex, his lips offering little, suckling kisses on the outside of her lips, still teasing just a bit, sucking up with each kiss a little bit of the excess moisture pooling around the edges. The short whiskers of his goatee, however, play along the lips themselves, tickling mercilessly.<br><br>That done, he runs his tongue up the length of her sex, from the base to the tip, the end of his tongue offering three further flicks to the still-hooded button near the top, before he speaks again, letting his breath once more play across that skin again as he praises her, "Ah... now this is what I desired... such a pleasant vintage. Now you know why make you wait -- pull a wine too early, and it is too weak, not even close to palatable..." His tongue passes over them again, this time actually parting the lips before he retracts it again, "Whereas, this way, the wine is at its sweetest..."<br><br>And again he changes tactics... this time going from the gentle caress of the tongue to a sudden, unannounced assault on her center...
			</dd>
		</dl>
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