The Mansion

[DarkWarrioress]

"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.

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.

She knew of the book he was speaking about.

"The different positions allows for different angles of penetration which therefore lead to different depths of enjoyment for both males and females," she arched a brow in his direction, "What positions I have experienced or not, is not your concern...Richard." She paused to sip her wine, enjoying its taste on her tongue.

"But tell me, what is it you seek exactly?"

 

[The_gladiator]

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.

My fingers rub gentle circles on her back, just reveling in touching her. We are locked in this intimate moment that is astounding in its breathtaking beauty.

I am standing now cradling her in my arms she held wrapped around me. I could probably hold her in this position standing out of the water, but it is no effort at all in the water.

My eyes flutter closed as I know this moment has stood still yet the real world has moved on. "Thank you for sharing with me." he murmers. "Thank you for not abandoning me even though the rw has kept us apart. kormamin lindua ele lle." I whispers, not even sure I know the language, but it is written to me by her. "MY heart sings to see thee?" I whisper slightly a question, hoping I got the translation right... Google is ever so helpful.

 

[The_gladiator]

She knew of the book he was speaking about.

"The different positions allows for different angles of penetration which therefore lead to different depths of enjoyment for both males and females," she arched a brow in his direction, "What positions I have experienced or not, is not your concern...Richard." She paused to sip her wine, enjoying its taste on her tongue.

"But tell me, what is it you seek exactly?"

The real world brings glad back into the conversation rather abruptly. He moves from the wall where he had been leaning and rather than sitting beside Cait moved behind her chair, his hands coming to rest on her shoulders. His touch was a combination of dark possession, and a lighter gentleness, which spoke of his love of touching her. It was weird to him how a touch could say so many different things.

He listened to the conversation and almost found himself laugh. Richard was trying to be so formal, seemingly afraid to offend her, yet some of the things he asked were prying. He thought Cait handled the situation masterfully, and Glad actually could feel for the angel so obviously out of his depth. He let a smirk tug at the corners of his mouth when Cait told Richard it was none of his business what positions she had done. Glad smirked because some of that knowledge was indeed his business and he smiled at the thoughts of what positions they had shared thus far.

He kept quiet, something that was somewhat out of the norm for him, but he just felt like listening here, mostly encase the rw stole him away again.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

My fingers rub gentle circles on her back, just reveling in touching her. We are locked in this intimate moment that is astounding in its breathtaking beauty.

I am standing now cradling her in my arms she held wrapped around me. I could probably hold her in this position standing out of the water, but it is no effort at all in the water.

My eyes flutter closed as I know this moment has stood still yet the real world has moved on. "Thank you for sharing with me." he murmers. "Thank you for not abandoning me even though the rw has kept us apart. kormamin lindua ele lle." I whispers, not even sure I know the language, but it is written to me by her. "MY heart sings to see thee?" I whisper slightly a question, hoping I got the translation right... Google is ever so helpful.

The back of her fingertips brush along the side of his face. She can feel the shyness and the heat rise in her cheeks at his softly spoken words. yet, she manages to smile for him.

"There is no need for thanks, Glad. It would take more than simply the RW calling you back to turn my back on you. My Elvenish is a bit rusty, but yes... my heart sings to see thee. It is appropriate."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The real world brings glad back into the conversation rather abruptly. He moves from the wall where he had been leaning and rather than sitting beside Cait moved behind her chair, his hands coming to rest on her shoulders. His touch was a combination of dark possession, and a lighter gentleness, which spoke of his love of touching her. It was weird to him how a touch could say so many different things.

He listened to the conversation and almost found himself laugh. Richard was trying to be so formal, seemingly afraid to offend her, yet some of the things he asked were prying. He thought Cait handled the situation masterfully, and Glad actually could feel for the angel so obviously out of his depth. He let a smirk tug at the corners of his mouth when Cait told Richard it was none of his business what positions she had done. Glad smirked because some of that knowledge was indeed his business and he smiled at the thoughts of what positions they had shared thus far.

He kept quiet, something that was somewhat out of the norm for him, but he just felt like listening here, mostly encase the rw stole him away again.

She didn't even need to look over her shoulder. She knew he was there, returned to her from the RW. Her own hands came up to cover his. She left one to remain and the other reached for her glass of wine. She gently squeezed his hand as she talked.

There were things she would talk about, share experiences even, about some things. Some things were just private, despite the flies on the walls occasionally. Lifting the glass to her lips, she smiled.

 

[The_gladiator]

The back of her fingertips brush along the side of his face. She can feel the shyness and the heat rise in her cheeks at his softly spoken words. yet, she manages to smile for him.

"There is no need for thanks, Glad. It would take more than simply the RW calling you back to turn my back on you. My Elvenish is a bit rusty, but yes... my heart sings to see thee. It is appropriate."

I chuckle softly, "Apparently my elvish is rusty too. If I did not recognize the gentle caress of its words." he murmers. My lips brushing hers. "Yes, fitting indeed. You take my breath away that you would write that for me..." his fingertips slide lightly up and down her back, tracing patterns over her skin.

 

[The_gladiator]

Fingers gently lace with hers lifting her hand gently up to his lips. Not even caring if Richard watched. If he stayed in the mortal realm long enough he was bound to see affection, better he be exposed sooner. his other hand rubbed gently at the muscles at the base of her scull.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I chuckle softly, "Apparently my elvish is rusty too. If I did not recognize the gentle caress of its words." he murmers. My lips brushing hers. "Yes, fitting indeed. You take my breath away that you would write that for me..." his fingertips slide lightly up and down her back, tracing patterns over her skin.

"Why?" Her question was a faint sound around them, "For speaking the truth? I would rather take your breath away like this..." She gently set her lips to his.

 

[The_gladiator]

"Why?" Her question was a faint sound around them, "For speaking the truth? I would rather take your breath away like this..." She gently set her lips to his.

"You just do I feel honored that That is the truth for you, and I both." he whispers. He returns her kiss moaning softly, "Yes, I am rather fond of that way as well." he whispers.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"You just do I feel honored that That is the truth for you, and I both." he whispers. He returns her kiss moaning softly, "Yes, I am rather fond of that way as well." he whispers.

She smiled against his lips, pressing her body against his, feeling skin touch skin, heartbeat to heartbeat.

 

[The_gladiator]

She smiled against his lips, pressing her body against his, feeling skin touch skin, heartbeat to heartbeat.

His fingers come up to stroke her cheek, trace her features. "Thank you." he murmers needing this closeness, feeling so lost and confused in the real world, he is searching clinginging trying to find something of stability.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

His fingers come up to stroke her cheek, trace her features. "Thank you." he murmers needing this closeness, feeling so lost and confused in the real world, he is searching clinginging trying to find something of stability.

She smiled gently... "Any time, warrior, any time."

 

[The_gladiator]

She smiled gently... "Any time, warrior, any time."

He nods leaning his head against her shoulder, his mind racing working overtime it seems. Wishing he could just forget for a while. She is good at making his troubles not seem so bad. So he clings to her.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He nods leaning his head against her shoulder, his mind racing working overtime it seems. Wishing he could just forget for a while. She is good at making his troubles not seem so bad. So he clings to her.

She kisses that spot where neck and shoulder meet. Words are not necessary, but touch is.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Journal Entry

Once, longer ago than I even care to admit, I was called a Healer. I embraced it. I never had to physically go out and find someone. Back then, they found their way to me. Ashamedly, I walked away from it when I felt it overwhelming me, sucking from me everything about me that others needed. Whatever that was. They say that you have to draw a line in the sand, so to speak, keep a distance to be effective. Not allow yourself to get sucked into someone else. I found that hard to do. How could I, being who I am, not get sucked into another who needed healing? Needed a gentle touch? Needed someone to listen to them? I don’t know… I glowed too bright and burnt out too fast? Did I become arrogant? Thinking I had answers that would solve their problems? I wish I knew. I began to doubt who I was, what I was. I simply faded away. I grew a tough hard shell. That’s all they saw. That’s all I let anyone see. Yet, inside I became a raw, torn, bleeding mess that snarled at anyone who dared to get too close.

BUT I am a social creature. I crave touch. I crave laughter not of my own. I crave mental stimulation. I hate crowds. I always will. They turn me back into a snarling, raging beast with no patience for humankind and their stupidity. Ignorance I can forgive. Enlightenment can be taught, if willing to be learned. But stupidity? There is no excuse for it. At one point, I felt stupidity was just another word for ignorance. I was so wrong.

I like to think I am better now. Older. Wiser. More rooted. I like to think there dwells in me a strong deep spring of love, caring and empathy. Wisdom in knowing that when a certain bell goes off inside, I can pull back and regenerate without guilt or even with a residue of anger.

I know one definite thing. I want to leave this world knowing I have touched at least one life. Made a difference in one life. Know that I have loved and been loved. That, above all else, is what I seek to know without a shadow of doubt.

 

[The_gladiator]

She kisses that spot where neck and shoulder meet. Words are not necessary, but touch is.

Her touch was gentle, soothing, caring, accepting of who he was, everything he desired. His hands slid down her back as his lips found hers kissing her passionately, letting loose some of the passion he felt for her, canneling his confusion over his life into passion for her.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Her touch was gentle, soothing, caring, accepting of who he was, everything he desired. His hands slid down her back as his lips found hers kissing her passionately, letting loose some of the passion he felt for her, canneling his confusion over his life into passion for her.

As her lips met his, once again, everything else ceased to matter. She felt his gentle breathing on her skin, his hands sliding down her back. Her legs unwound themselves from his waist, gently floating down to tangle with his.

They had all the time in the world. He had all the time he needed to figure things out. No pressure. No deadlines. No expectations. Right here, right now, this moment, that's all there was, transitioning from one moment into the next and if they did it together, she was happy with that. Tomorrow would take care of itself.

 

[The_gladiator]

As her lips met his, once again, everything else ceased to matter. She felt his gentle breathing on her skin, his hands sliding down her back. Her legs unwound themselves from his waist, gently floating down to tangle with his.

They had all the time in the world. He had all the time he needed to figure things out. No pressure. No deadlines. No expectations. Right here, right now, this moment, that's all there was, transitioning from one moment into the next and if they did it together, she was happy with that. Tomorrow would take care of itself.

He kissed her again and again, feeling himself drawn into the moment with her. "I want you Cait." he whispered. his hands dragging nails softly over her back.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He kissed her again and again, feeling himself drawn into the moment with her. "I want you Cait." he whispered. his hands dragging nails softly over her back.

His nails, gently raking down my back, made it arch under his hands, pressing my breasts even more into him. I nibbled along his jaw.

"Then take me, Glad. Make love to me. Here, in this pool, right now."

 

[The_gladiator]

His nails, gently raking down my back, made it arch under his hands, pressing my breasts even more into him. I nibbled along his jaw.

"Then take me, Glad. Make love to me. Here, in this pool, right now."

He nodded, Lifting her up hands on her ass manuvering her so his body pressed more fully against her sex. "Take me into your body." he almost begged, wanting to feel her guide him inside her.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He nodded, Lifting her up hands on her ass manuvering her so his body pressed more fully against her sex. "Take me into your body." he almost begged, wanting to feel her guide him inside her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist again. Reaching between their bodies, her fingers wrapped around him. She couldn't resist rubbing the palm over the head of his rigid staff before she guided him into her.

The moment she felt him there, she could feel herself opening for him, welcoming him. Cait could feel her body twitching, she needed more of him, much more. She released her hold o him, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning softly in need into the base of his throat.

 

[The_gladiator]

She wrapped her legs around his waist again. Reaching between their bodies, her fingers wrapped around him. She couldn't resist rubbing the palm over the head of his rigid staff before she guided him into her.

The moment she felt him there, she could feel herself opening for him, welcoming him. Cait could feel her body twitching, she needed more of him, much more. She released her hold o him, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning softly in need into the base of his throat.

He groaned at the way her hand stroked the head of his cock drawing a low growl from his throat. He then felt her body beginning to welcome him into her. "God I want this." he growled as he lowered his hands on her ass lowering her on him his hips thrusting forward to bury himself in her inch by inch.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He groaned at the way her hand stroked the head of his cock drawing a low growl from his throat. He then felt her body beginning to welcome him into her. "God I want this." he growled as he lowered his hands on her ass lowering her on him his hips thrusting forward to bury himself in her inch by inch.

For as much as her legs were wound around him, her thighs parted as widely as they were able. She turned her face up to him, her lips near his ear.

"I want you. As deeply inside me as you can be. God, I ache for you, Glad."

She clung to him. In this position she had little say about what he did, when. Inch by inch... she wanted him, all of him, now. Her fingers curled into his back, the tips pressing into his skin.

 

[Archangel1978]

She knew of the book he was speaking about.

"The different positions allows for different angles of penetration which therefore lead to different depths of enjoyment for both males and females," she arched a brow in his direction, "What positions I have experienced or not, is not your concern...Richard." She paused to sip her wine, enjoying its taste on her tongue.

"But tell me, what is it you seek exactly?"

Richard smiled slightly at her response to his curiosity.
"My apologies. I still am finding the discretion of humanity.
What do I seek exactly you ask? I do not even truely know. I will tell you this. I'm looking to start to experience lovemaking in this realm with women in the hopes of trying to discover this enjoyment this book talks about." He causually nods to the book on the table now. He took a sip of his wine and let it slide down his throat allowing the liquid to permeate all the senses he could allow.

 

[illianacole]

Richard smiled slightly at her response to his curiosity.
"My apologies. I still am finding the discretion of humanity.
What do I seek exactly you ask? I do not even truely know. I will tell you this. I'm looking to start to experience lovemaking in this realm with women in the hopes of trying to discover this enjoyment this book talks about." He causually nods to the book on the table now. He took a sip of his wine and let it slide down his throat allowing the liquid to permeate all the senses he could allow.

*a fly on the wall emits a voice that an Archangel would recognize as being angellic in nature* Be careful what you wish for, Archangel. The pleasures of the flesh can lead such innocence astray. Take it from a fallen.

*drops a kush for Cait and is gone*