The Mansion

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"Yes, yes you did," she whispered against his warm skin, "And we're dancing, aren't we?"

Her body conformed to his as if made for it. Their steps were light, as if they were dancing on air. He was graceful and easy to follow.
"Yes indeed we are dancing." he said a smile on his lips. "You move very easily with me..." he too felt the connection like they were made for one another. He tilts her head up with one hand so he can settle his lips tenderly over hers.
 
"Yes indeed we are dancing." he said a smile on his lips. "You move very easily with me..." he too felt the connection like they were made for one another. He tilts her head up with one hand so he can settle his lips tenderly over hers.

She loved how she felt in his arms. Her hair spilled over his hand as her head tipped back for his kiss. He was doing it again, taking them away from where they stood to someplace that was theirs.
 
She nodded. That's all she could do. Her body was still quivering and her breathing was still short and hard.
He holds her close chuckling, "I think you've said it more, I think you might have to try harder." he teases. barely able to talk too cause his body was still going through aftershocks.

The memory, the frozen bubble of poolside time fades away leaving the water calm and undisturbed.
 
She loved how she felt in his arms. Her hair spilled over his hand as her head tipped back for his kiss. He was doing it again, taking them away from where they stood to someplace that was theirs.
The kiss was passionate, yet it was also gentle, soothing. A tender joining. He stroked her hair as it fell over his hand. The length of hair caressing his skin. It made him fantasize of feeling it brushing other places on his body. Stirring memories of that very thing, in fact. On a couch, not so long ago.
 
He holds her close chuckling, "I think you've said it more, I think you might have to try harder." he teases. barely able to talk too cause his body was still going through aftershocks.

The memory, the frozen bubble of poolside time fades away leaving the water calm and undisturbed.

"Wait! I've said it more? So I have to try harder?" She poked him tenderly. The it dawned on her. Her eyes took on a teasing glint. "Oh I think I can mange that."
 
The kiss was passionate, yet it was also gentle, soothing. A tender joining. He stroked her hair as it fell over his hand. The length of hair caressing his skin. It made him fantasize of feeling it brushing other places on his body. Stirring memories of that very thing, in fact. On a couch, not so long ago.

She enjoyed the feel of hand stroking her hair and imaged him brushing it for her one night before they settled into bed. She smiled against his lips. She'd have to ask him about that. Easing back from their kiss, she pressed her cheek against his as they continued dancing.
 
She enjoyed the feel of hand stroking her hair and imaged him brushing it for her one night before they settled into bed. She smiled against his lips. She'd have to ask him about that. Easing back from their kiss, she pressed her cheek against his as they continued dancing.
His fingers combed through the hair. It seemed soothing to him. "You are such a gift to me Cait." he whispers softly almost too soft to hear over the music.
 
His fingers combed through the hair. It seemed soothing to him. "You are such a gift to me Cait." he whispers softly almost too soft to hear over the music.

"I'm just a woman, Glad. That's all." She drew back enough to look into his eyes.
 
"I'm just a woman, Glad. That's all." She drew back enough to look into his eyes.
"Nice of you to notice that you are a woman... Trust me I am highly aware of this fact." he teases. Then his expression grows serious again reaching trying to lay aside his shield, for which humor seems to be, "I don't think you're just an anything. you are pretty special."
 
"Nice of you to notice that you are a woman... Trust me I am highly aware of this fact." he teases. Then his expression grows serious again reaching trying to lay aside his shield, for which humor seems to be, "I don't think you're just an anything. you are pretty special."

"I tend to disagree, however, who am I to argue with what you see and perceive? Take me to bed, Glad. I have a yearning to stretch out and I think you will too."
 
"I tend to disagree, however, who am I to argue with what you see and perceive? Take me to bed, Glad. I have a yearning to stretch out and I think you will too."
He raises one eye brow, "Oh?" he leads her by the hand towards the bedroom, wondering what is in that devious mind of hers.
 
He raises one eye brow, "Oh?" he leads her by the hand towards the bedroom, wondering what is in that devious mind of hers.

She laughs softly, squeezing his hand, walking with him through the empty quiet mansion, leaving Sir Thomas to lock up.

"Yes, oh." she teased as they walked, but she wasn't giving away anything. Not yet at least.
 
She laughs softly, squeezing his hand, walking with him through the empty quiet mansion, leaving Sir Thomas to lock up.

"Yes, oh." she teased as they walked, but she wasn't giving away anything. Not yet at least.
He lead the way into her bedroom and slipped up onto the bed, stretching out on his back as she had mentioned, "Like this?" he asked.
 
He lead the way into her bedroom and slipped up onto the bed, stretching out on his back as she had mentioned, "Like this?" he asked.

She pauses at the end of the bed, watching him.

"Just like that," her murmur of approval came as she waved a hand and the bedroom door closes and locks before she starts to shed her clothes, slowly and teasingly for him.
 
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She pauses at the end of the bed, watching him.

"Just like that," her murmur of approval came as she waved a hand and the bedroom door closes and locks before she starts to shed her clothes, slowly and teasingly for him.
He lay on the bed stretched out eyes half lidded watching her undress, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
 
He lay on the bed stretched out eyes half lidded watching her undress, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Each piece of clothing was removed slowly, for teasing purposes and ultimately his pleasure, though hers as well, admittedly. She enjoyed watching his face, watching desire come into his eyes, desire she put there. It was feminine satisfaction, pure and simple. With her eyes on his, she crawled up on the bed and stood over him on her knees. She broke the eye contact to let them feast on his muscled, well toned, elven body stretched out before her. Speaking of pleasure, her eyes filled with it as they slowly roved over his form.
 
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Each piece of clothing was removed slowly, for teasing purposes and ultimately his pleasure, though hers as well, admittedly. She enjoyed watching his face, watching desire come into his eyes, desire she put there. It was feminine satisfaction, pure and simple. With her eyes on his, she crawled up on the bed and stood over him on her knees. She broke the eye contact to let them feast on his muscled, well toned, elven body stretched out before her. Speaking of pleasure, her eyes filled with it as they slowly roved over his form.
He felt like a feast layed out for her enjoyment. She looked so lovely, just the sight of her alone did things to his body. Made him desire her.


He was still clothed and his hands were currently behind his head so her view of his form, shrowded in his clothing was clear.
 
He felt like a feast layed out for her enjoyment. She looked so lovely, just the sight of her alone did things to his body. Made him desire her.


He was still clothed and his hands were currently behind his head so her view of his form, shrowded in his clothing was clear.

She leaned over him, her hair cascading over her shoulders as she silently went about unbuttoning his shirt, leaning over further to kiss each expanse of his chest she revealed. Her kisses abruptly ended at the top of his pants as she looked up at him and grinned. As she scooted back toward his shoulders she leaned over him, setting her lips tenderly against his as her hands brushed his shirt from his chest.

"Take it off, Glad," she lightly tugged on the shirt and nipped his earlobe as she whispered four little words.
 
She leaned over him, her hair cascading over her shoulders as she silently went about unbuttoning his shirt, leaning over further to kiss each expanse of his chest she revealed. Her kisses abruptly ended at the top of his pants as she looked up at him and grinned. As she scooted back toward his shoulders she leaned over him, setting her lips tenderly against his as her hands brushed his shirt from his chest.

"Take it off, Glad," she lightly tugged on the shirt and nipped his earlobe as she whispered four little words.
Glad could feel the feather light caresses of her kisses as they traced down his skin. His smile widened as her lips drew near to his waist. God how he wanted them to go lower. He returned her soft kiss and abligingly lowered his arms to push off the shirt before he pulled her down against him to kiss her thoroughly feeling her breasts brushing and then pressing to his chest.
 
Glad could feel the feather light caresses of her kisses as they traced down his skin. His smile widened as her lips drew near to his waist. God how he wanted them to go lower. He returned her soft kiss and abligingly lowered his arms to push off the shirt before he pulled her down against him to kiss her thoroughly feeling her breasts brushing and then pressing to his chest.

She gave a small yelp of surprise as he pulled her down to him, but was soon lost to the thorough kissing. Her arm looped over his waist, her fingers spread out against his skin.

"You're side-tracking me you know."
 
She gave a small yelp of surprise as he pulled her down to him, but was soon lost to the thorough kissing. Her arm looped over his waist, her fingers spread out against his skin.

"You're side-tracking me you know."
"Oh am I?" he asked curiously" inbetween kisses, "Do you have a hidden ajenda I'm interrupting?" he teases. His hands sliding over her back.
 
Sir Thomas is seen attaching a sign to the front door of the mansion.


DON'T COME A'KNOCKIN'
WHILE THE MANSION IS ROCKIN'

"As if it does anything else these days," he mutters softly to himself.
 
"Oh am I?" he asked curiously" inbetween kisses, "Do you have a hidden ajenda I'm interrupting?" he teases. His hands sliding over her back.

Her brow quirked, "Since when has my agenda with you ever been hidden?" She teased and spread tiny kisses along his jaw
 
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