The Mansion

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White misty vapors blow in through the window, swirling in a column near a small table in the front hall. Out of the mist, a form appears, taking the shape of a nubile maiden holding a rolled canvas.

I step out of the mist, eyes twinkling with merriment and happiness for my friends. I leave the canvas rolled on the small table, tied with a verdant ribbon, along with a small note.

The note:



To My Dear Friends, Gladiator and Caitlin,
I wanted to offer this gift to two of the sweetest people I know.
I couldn't find them, so I brought it here instead. ;) :D
Besides, it seems more appropriate for you two anyhow.

Seriously, I'm glad you both are my friends, and I'm happy you found each other! May you always be happy together, even if you ever decide to take a break! :rolleyes:

Annisthyrienne​

When the canvas is unrolled, it reveals a portrait:

http://images.elfwood.com/art/l/i/liga-marta/fn2.jpg

Stepping back form the table with a mirthful giggle, I concentrate once again on returning to my home as the misty vapors encompass me, the echo of my laughter the only sign of my visit, other than my gift to them.
Sir Thomas was the first one to see the painting. The prim and proper butler couldn't help a smile. He knew the lady Cait would really appreciate it as would her new lover. He moved to hang it on the wall, right where the lady would be sure to see it.
 
Inside the moment of time.

"Because I only have one piece left, that's why... you have to catch up." he says mock pouting. "C'mon, take em off."

"Sounds like a personal problem to me," she teased, "Oh fine, fine."

Her fingers went to the button and zipper on her shorts, pushing the button free and tugging down the zipper. Sliding her hands inside the waistband of her shorts, she glides the material over her hips and lets the shorts fall to her ankles. She stepped free of them. Giving them a little kick, they joined her shirt. She stood before him in bra, panties and sandals.
 
"We have guests?" a voice floats down the hall as a tall and slender elf warrior/healer steps into the room. Green eyes survey their guests. He nods to Avellan who he already knows, and then smirks slightly at the other. "You are the new visitor Sir Thomas mentioned?" he asked, stepping forward to offer him his hand, "Most call me glad." he says by way of introductions.

He throws a smile over his shoulder to Cait, a silent promise that he will be greeting her next.

She grinned, when she heard his voice and came into the room. Her grin became wider as she intercepted that smile he gave her.
 
"Sounds like a personal problem to me," she teased, "Oh fine, fine."

Her fingers went to the button and zipper on her shorts, pushing the button free and tugging down the zipper. Sliding her hands inside the waistband of her shorts, she glides the material over her hips and lets the shorts fall to her ankles. She stepped free of them. Giving them a little kick, they joined her shirt. She stood before him in bra, panties and sandals.
His eyes watched her movements. "God... you are so beautiful." he murmers. He steps closer, fingertips tracing lightly the line of skin from her cheek down to the spot between her breasts.
 
White misty vapors blow in through the window, swirling in a column near a small table in the front hall. Out of the mist, a form appears, taking the shape of a nubile maiden holding a rolled canvas.

I step out of the mist, eyes twinkling with merriment and happiness for my friends. I leave the canvas rolled on the small table, tied with a verdant ribbon, along with a small note.

The note:



To My Dear Friends, Gladiator and Caitlin,
I wanted to offer this gift to two of the sweetest people I know.
I couldn't find them, so I brought it here instead. ;) :D
Besides, it seems more appropriate for you two anyhow.

Seriously, I'm glad you both are my friends, and I'm happy you found each other! May you always be happy together, even if you ever decide to take a break! :rolleyes:

Annisthyrienne​

When the canvas is unrolled, it reveals a portrait:

http://images.elfwood.com/art/l/i/liga-marta/fn2.jpg

Stepping back form the table with a mirthful giggle, I concentrate once again on returning to my home as the misty vapors encompass me, the echo of my laughter the only sign of my visit, other than my gift to them.

Sir Thomas (now how in hell a butler was knighted is still a mystery Glad has yet to explain to her) had hung the portrait on the wall not far from the front door. Thyri's note sat on the table where she had left it. Picking it up, Cait read it with a smile.

"I must remember to thank her properly when I see her again." The words were softly spoken as her eyes enjoyed the painting.
 
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His eyes watched her movements. "God... you are so beautiful." he murmers. He steps closer, fingertips tracing lightly the line of skin from her cheek down to the spot between her breasts.

She watched him to her, her eyes closing as she felt his fingertips on her skin.

"You make me feel beautiful, Glad." She whispered. As she felt his fingertips pause between her breasts, she opened her eyes.
 
Sir Thomas (now how in hell a butler was knighted is still a mystery Glad has yet to explain to her) had hung the portrait on the wall in not far from the front door. Thyri's note sat on the table where she had left it. Picking it up, Cait read it with a smile.

"I must remember to thank her properly when I see her again." The words were softly spoken as her eyes enjoyed the painting.
He leans against the wall, wineglass in hand and admires the picture, "Its gorgious. She is so thoughtful." he says moving to lace fingers with Cait as he looked upon the gift.
 
She watched him to her, her eyes closing as she felt his fingertips on her skin.

"You make me feel beautiful, Glad." She whispered. As she felt his fingertips pause between her breasts, she opened her eyes.
Fingers found the front clasp of the bra and freed her breasts with a simple twist. His mind went to the portrait that Thyri had given them, they had both discovered it earlier that evening. Where she had found one that looked so much like them was beyond him. It really reminded him of Cait. She was just as beautiful as the woman in the picture, to his eyes more so.

"You are beautiful." he whispers.
 
Fingers found the front clasp of the bra and freed her breasts with a simple twist. His mind went to the portrait that Thyri had given them, they had both discovered it earlier that evening. Where she had found one that looked so much like them was beyond him. It really reminded him of Cait. She was just as beautiful as the woman in the picture, to his eyes more so.

"You are beautiful." he whispers.

Her fingers brushed the hair back from his face a she watched him. At that moment, he reminded her of the portrait Lady Thyri had sent them. The look in his eyes... it truly was a lovely picture and she would cherish it forever.
 
Her fingers brushed the hair back from his face a she watched him. At that moment, he reminded her of the portrait Lady Thyri had sent them. The look in his eyes... it truly was a lovely picture and she would cherish it forever.
He smiled and began to kiss down her neck his hands slipping to her panties beginning to ease them down.
 
He smiled and began to kiss down her neck his hands slipping to her panties beginning to ease them down.

She stepped closer to him or had he moved toward her? In any case, her hands rested lightly on his hips. He wove some powerful magic around her. Every time she was with him and he touched her, she felt there was no one but the two of them. She leaned forward and kissed his collarbone.
 
She stepped closer to him or had he moved toward her? In any case, her hands rested lightly on his hips. He wove some powerful magic around her. Every time she was with him and he touched her, she felt there was no one but the two of them. She leaned forward and kissed his collarbone.
"Come with me, into the water." he coaxed, hands stripping her of the rest of her clothing.
 
"Come with me, into the water." he coaxed, hands stripping her of the rest of her clothing.

"Now how can I resist an invitation like that?" She smiled. Glad having removed panties, had also slipped her feet free of her sandals. The thought of cool water on her body this warm night sounded wonderful.

As he led her to the pool, she turned to look over her shoulder. A short while later the pool was enveloped in an amethyst haze. The pool was duly warded.
 
"Now how can I resist an invitation like that?" She smiled. Glad having removed panties, had also slipped her feet free of her sandals. The thought of cool water on her body this warm night sounded wonderful.

As he led her to the pool, she turned to look over her shoulder. A short while later the pool was enveloped in an amethyst haze. The pool was duly warded.
He smiles seeing her wards, "A wise move I think." he murmers in her ear, "There's no telling what I intend on doing to you in this water today." he says and kicking off his underwear he takes her in his arms and takes them both into the pool with a large playful splash.
 
He smiles seeing her wards, "A wise move I think." he murmers in her ear, "There's no telling what I intend on doing to you in this water today." he says and kicking off his underwear he takes her in his arms and takes them both into the pool with a large playful splash.

She clings to him, "Damnit Glad, don't you----" she had to hurriedly close her mouth as they hit the water. She wrapped her legs around him, closing her eyes as they submerged into the depth of the pool.
 
She clings to him, "Damnit Glad, don't you----" she had to hurriedly close her mouth as they hit the water. She wrapped her legs around him, closing her eyes as they submerged into the depth of the pool.
He comes up laughing holding her up easily his strong legs propelling them towards where he can stand and hold her, "Damn me...? again?" he says with a laugh.

He loved feeling her pressed so close, so intimately against him, her mound rubbing against his growing arousal.
 
He comes up laughing holding her up easily his strong legs propelling them towards where he can stand and hold her, "Damn me...? again?" he says with a laugh.

He loved feeling her pressed so close, so intimately against him, her mound rubbing against his growing arousal.

As they broke the surface of the water, she came up laughing, letting go of him with one hand to slick back her hair, her other, still curved around his neck. She tipped her head toward him and kissed the end of his nose, her eyes sparkling with humor.

"Of course. I think I'm going to end up 'damning' you a lot, Glad."

With her legs wrapped around his waist, she could feel her bottom rubbing against his growing hardness, knowing, it soon would be fully hard and erect. And knowing what he can do with it, darkened her eyes.
 
He stroked fingers over her cheek. His eyes looking into hers. His thoughts had seemed to slip into more serious things. They were able to do that, slip so easily in and out of humor. They were not bad thoughts, he studied her as if she were the most treasured thing he had seen all day.
 
He stroked fingers over her cheek. His eyes looking into hers. His thoughts had seemed to slip into more serious things. They were able to do that, slip so easily in and out of humor. They were not bad thoughts, he studied her as if she were the most treasured thing he had seen all day.

She wound the other arm around his neck, the look of sparkling humor not leaving her eyes exactly but certainly becoming dampened down as she held her gaze to his.

"You know," she whispered, "when you look at me like that..." she was at a loss for words. Settling instead for canting her head to one side and setting her lips to his tenderly.
 
She wound the other arm around his neck, the look of sparkling humor not leaving her eyes exactly but certainly becoming dampened down as she held her gaze to his.

"You know," she whispered, "when you look at me like that..." she was at a loss for words. Settling instead for canting her head to one side and setting her lips to his tenderly.
his lips meet hers in a sentual embrace. His eyes still meeeting hers. A million emotions a million thoughts in that stare. No way to express them save as they were now, through a kiss.
 
his lips meet hers in a sentual embrace. His eyes still meeeting hers. A million emotions a million thoughts in that stare. No way to express them save as they were now, through a kiss.

There was something extremely sensual about looking into his eyes while kissing him. It feels as if I am being tugged into his soul. It's as intimate as it gets when he tugs me into our own private little world.

My fingertips feather across the sides of his face, lingering on his cheekbones and his jaw, pausing to rub both lightly with the pad of my thumb until I hook my fingers behind his neck, holding him to me.
 
She grinned, shoving away from the door frame and shook his hand.

"A pleasure.....Richard. Learning anything new from that book?" She had caught the glimpse of the title when they shook hands.

"I am learning about things that well, to be honest are quite puzzling. I was not aware humans could um......(he paused trying to be not awkward and not condescending) bend that way? I must admit, upstairs our view of....coupling is rather boring. And we're giving the most base knowledge of it. There is no real feeling that we get out of it. And yet clearly I'm discovering from a human perspective, it is quite possible and the positions....(he flips pages and shows one position...) for example this one you call....the butterfly? Reffering to a small insect creature and then equating it to some feeling of pleasure? I am confused. But forgive me. I'm getting slightly nervous talking about things I don't understand.
Peraps you could aid me in explaining certain concepts of sex and emotions over a nice glass of red wine? I am told by your butler that your mansion has a equisite selection of drinks."
 
"I am learning about things that well, to be honest are quite puzzling. I was not aware humans could um......(he paused trying to be not awkward and not condescending) bend that way? I must admit, upstairs our view of....coupling is rather boring. And we're giving the most base knowledge of it. There is no real feeling that we get out of it. And yet clearly I'm discovering from a human perspective, it is quite possible and the positions....(he flips pages and shows one position...) for example this one you call....the butterfly? Reffering to a small insect creature and then equating it to some feeling of pleasure? I am confused. But forgive me. I'm getting slightly nervous talking about things I don't understand.
Peraps you could aid me in explaining certain concepts of sex and emotions over a nice glass of red wine? I am told by your butler that your mansion has a equisite selection of drinks."

Sir Thomas entered the room bearing a tray that held two glasses of wine (only because Glad is frozen in time. The RW has such a grip, damn it). As he paused by Cait's side, she took a glass and moved to sit in a nearby chair. Sir Thomas moved to stand before Richard to offer him the remaining glass.

"Thank you, Sir Thomas. That will be all."

The butler gave a small bow and departed, but not before he cast Richard a small warning look. Cait grinned.

"Come Richard, join me." She gestured to an empty chair across from her own, "Now what would you like to know? I'll do my best to answer your questions, but I don't have all the answers."
 
Sir Thomas entered the room bearing a tray that held two glasses of wine (only because Glad is frozen in time. The RW has such a grip, damn it). As he paused by Cait's side, she took a glass and moved to sit in a nearby chair. Sir Thomas moved to stand before Richard to offer him the remaining glass.

"Thank you, Sir Thomas. That will be all."

The butler gave a small bow and departed, but not before he cast Richard a small warning look. Cait grinned.

"Come Richard, join me." She gestured to an empty chair across from her own, "Now what would you like to know? I'll do my best to answer your questions, but I don't have all the answers."

Richard sat down.
"Sir Thomas is a very good man. His heart is in the right place by being so protective of you. I have many questions Cait, but of course I don't expect you to know everything. But at least from a human standpoint, you can give me some insight into the experience of couplin-ahem..i mean lovemaking.
So when two beings are together in such positions from the karma sutra, what added value does it bring to the experience? Have you experienced any of these positions? My body is capable of many feats the human body is not. But I was shocked and impressed to see the human body could be....(again being new to the topic, took a deep drink of wine..(looked at Cait and gestured to the wine in saying without words, a good choice))
flexible.
 
"I guess another thing is quite simply Cait, is it simply by pure physical experience that one has to experience these to truly feel what I'm seeking? I worry what I'm about to discover when I begin down this path of discovery. I may not want to go back upstairs if I find it too pleasurable down here on earth."
Taking another sip of wine and smiling at the good lady of the house for acknowledging her superior choice of beverages.
 
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