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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 3:25:14 GMT -5
"How about now?" His hand firmly holds her bottom and his other keeps one leg fully extended while he goes about his business. "Oh..." Caught in the grip of something she'd never experienced before, she didn't answer at first. Her eyes closed. And then she said "I never knew about... this kind of magic." She arched into him. |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 13:53:16 GMT -5
He continues without speaking for a good while, then when he feels her shudder in release, raises his head, drinks some wine, and slides back up her body. "Sometimes sorcery doesn't take a wizard, Reyna."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 13:59:41 GMT -5
She opened her eyes and rolled onto her side to smile at him. She felt strange and different, but in a good way.
"I see that. I...I did not know such things were possible. I saw things, growing up on the Islands - it's hard not to - but never that. But then, a lot of the time, the women were salt wives, thralls or whores, and not always willing."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 14:02:19 GMT -5
"A real man can please his woman without using a sword," Fyodor observes. He grinned evilly. "Did you happen to learn anything from those salt wives, though?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 14:06:59 GMT -5
Reyna shook her head, but she was still smiling in the aftermath of his exertions.
"Hardly. I was more inclined to look the other way where possible and leave them to their business. It was nothing to me what they did. And besides, an Ironborn warrior hardly treats his salt wives the same as his rock wife. And besides, you can hardly except me to own it if I did learn something. It would not necessarily be to my advantage."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 14:16:56 GMT -5
"I see, well then," he said, rolling her onto her belly, kissing the base of her spine on the way up, "does the hero get rewarded for his labors?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 14:26:10 GMT -5
"Perhaps he might," she said. "But I do not know what kind of reward you would wish for. Except the one I cannot give until I am your wife."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 14:32:31 GMT -5
"Well, the boring answer would be to ask you to perform the same work on myself...but I am hardly boring." He studies her body carefully. "Would you...dance for me? Just as you are?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 14:42:11 GMT -5
"If you wish."
She was a little puzzled by the first part of his statement until she recalled a half-forgotten memory from the Iron Islands; dancing, however, was something that she loved, so she stretched her limps and eased herself to her feet. Her shift, previously bunched around her waist, fell down around her hips. She realised that she was naked, but she had come far enough now not to be too worried. She kicked it off her ankles and began to dance slowly, moving her hips and then her upper body and finally her arms.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 14:45:07 GMT -5
Fyodor says nothing, but he has a clear arousal in his breeches and his eyes never leave her for a moment. His tongue, freshly exercised, absently trails over his lips.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 14:56:59 GMT -5
Reyna watched him as she danced. Though she had certainly never danced naked before, and would have always considered it immodest, on this occasion she enjoyed Fyodor's reaction. She began to move more vigorously, yet seductively, remembering how she had seen women dance for their captains back on the Islands.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 15:00:51 GMT -5
Fyodor's hands grip the side of his bed so hard his knuckles turn white, resisting the urge to throw her onto it and take her right then. He reaches out his hands at last and holds her hips gently as she moves.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 15:04:44 GMT -5
She smiled at him as he did so but said "Are you going to dance with me then?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 15:07:49 GMT -5
"That will lead to places you aren't quite willing to go, Reyna. Very, very quickly."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 17, 2012 15:11:08 GMT -5
"Oh."
She stopped moving to look thoughtfully at him.
"Well...I could continue a bit longer if you like, but I don't want to...make things too hard for you."
She indicated his arousal.
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