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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 21:40:15 GMT -5
King Sirius's bottle of wine, which he had picked up to pour for her, spills everywhere. The conversation they had had was long enough to make the whole thing look as staged as possible. Arania's dress is clearly ruined, and the cold wine makes her exposed skin explode into gooseflesh.
King Sirius, wine all over him, looks down. "Are you all right?!"
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 27, 2012 23:13:05 GMT -5
Arania looked up at him, her ankle beginning to throb and the wine beginning to soak into her dress and chill her skin. "I'm so sorry, Sirius..." She blushed, ashamed of herself. "It's the shoes..." She tugged her skirt up a bit to remove them.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 23:14:06 GMT -5
"We'd best get you out of those wet clothes!" Ami said, quickly getting up, walking effortlessly in the heels. "Silly wine bottle!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 23:22:21 GMT -5
Sirius helps her remove the shoes. "You're probably going to need someone to look at that." He looks a bit oddly at the other girl. "Of course. My sister Cassana has plenty of spare dresses for her."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 23:31:58 GMT -5
"No need, your Grace; I can be of assistance," Ami said, as she quickly slipped out of the dress above the dress, holding it out to Arania. As she did so she struck a pose.
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 27, 2012 23:36:52 GMT -5
"Thank you," she said miserably, as he helped her with her shoes. When she finally looked up at her friend, her mouth fell open in shock. "Amelia! Why did you...?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 23:42:42 GMT -5
The king is, understandably, a bit speechless. He looks from one of them to another, thinking it through. Two dresses, possibly staged accident...the math was clear. His hand starts undoing the laces on Arania's dress, then he stops and points to Amelia. "Get her out of it."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 23:45:36 GMT -5
Amelia grinned and moved her hands to Arania's shoulders and slowly pulled the dress down, placing her chin on one shoulder. "How naughty," She whispered to her friend.
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 27, 2012 23:51:35 GMT -5
Her hands darted up to cover her chest, staring from Amelia to Sirius. "Wait!" She hadn't known this was Amelia's plan. No wonder she had tarted her up, in powder and rouge, and enough gems to make a whore's eyes bleed. She should have known...
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 23:53:34 GMT -5
Sirius raises an eyebrow. "Yes, Arania?" He licks his lips gently as he studies her small breasts. The thought MAY (for Benny's sake) cross their mind that they are as exotic to him as Easterners are to them.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 23:53:37 GMT -5
"What's wrong, Rania?" Ami asked, putting one hand on her breast while the other gave her behind a squeeze.
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 28, 2012 0:00:24 GMT -5
She thought of Kalvin, gone for...how long? Two months at least. She remembered what he had said. No, they weren't married yet. Why should she be monogamous, when he certainly hadn't? And it was the King, after all, who was very attractive, and intelligent and...she realized she was trying to persuade herself that this was a good idea. It obviously wasn't, but her hands slowly came away from her chest, uncovering herself. "It's nothing."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 0:02:16 GMT -5
"Good." He looks vaguely impatient. "The rest of it?" He pours some more of his liquor and sits back on his bed.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 28, 2012 0:03:27 GMT -5
Ami pulls the rest of Arania's dress down and takes her hand, moving so they both sat on one of his legs. She gave Sirius a wicked grin before pressing her lips down on Arania's and giving her an intimate kiss.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 0:04:33 GMT -5
He wards them off before they sit. "No, stand." His lap is occupied by liquor.
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