Britwitch's Cottage

[Britwitch]

There are candles glowing in the windows and on the table, not really necessary with the glow of sunset outside but they add to the atmosphere. The knock of the door causes a wide smile to curve her lips. She smooths her dress as she moves to open the door, the smile growing almost coy as her eyes fall on her visitor.

"Hello you...looks warm out there, come in, let me find you something cool to sip..."

A hand is extended towards him, inviting him to step inside.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Just a bit. A drink sounds lovely."

*A few steps and he's inside, the cool air of the cottage a welcome reprieve from the temperature outdoors. His eyes are instantly drawn to the cut of her dress and the curves it accentuates. Her coy smile is met with a wolfish on of his own.*

"That's a pretty dress. Looks nice on you."

*His arms go around her in a tight hug; an overdue embrace. The crush of soft skin elicits a low sigh from him*

"Been too long, I think."

 

[Britwitch]

She looks down at her dress, running her hands down her sides and then back at him with a happy expression.

"Glad you like it..."

The hug is warm and close and just what's needed. She pushes against him, her own arms tight around his back.

"Far too long in my opinion."

She agrees, her voice quiet as her cheek nestles against his chest. Hugging a little tighter before loosening her grip and looking up into his face.

"So...what can I get you...?"

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Well, lemonade would be wonderful. Whatever's in the fridge will wok, though."

*His mind is only partially on his thirst now, their closeness reminding him of the past few times they'd met. His hands remain on her hips for a few moments, relishing their resting place. Eventually they leave her, hanging idly by his sides as he waits for her to lead the way.*

 

[Britwitch]

"Well, lemonade would be wonderful. Whatever's in the fridge will wok, though."

*His mind is only partially on his thirst now, their closeness reminding him of the past few times they'd met. His hands remain on her hips for a few moments, relishing their resting place. Eventually they leave her, hanging idly by his sides as he waits for her to lead the way.*

"Lemonade it shall be..."

She leaves him, knowing the sooner she moves away the sooner she can move back. Reaching the fridge set beneath the counter she bends at the waist to open it and reach inside. Looking back mischievously over her shoulder to add...

"...homemade of course..."

Her position means her dress has ridden up, revealing almost all of her thighs and nearly, nearly, revealing the fact that beneath the red fabric of the sundress there is nothing else but skin.

She pours them both a glass and returns to stand before him, holding them up in front of her.

"Let me know if it's too sour and we can add some sugar."

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Lemonade it shall be..."

She leaves him, knowing the sooner she moves away the sooner she can move back. Reaching the fridge set beneath the counter she bends at the waist to open it and reach inside. Looking back mischievously over her shoulder to add...

"...homemade of course..."

Her position means her dress has ridden up, revealing almost all of her thighs and nearly, nearly, revealing the fact that beneath the red fabric of the sundress there is nothing else but skin.

She pours them both a glass and returns to stand before him, holding them up in front of her.

"Let me know if it's too sour and we can add some sugar."

*Her position is a tease, a taunt, the revelation of silky thighs and what just might be a hint of what might lay beneath the folds of her dress. His heart beats that much quicker as she returns with their drinks. He takes his and sips it, grateful for the chill that runs down his throat. There's a tartness to the lemonade, but nothing too sour.*

"Tastes just fine to me. Though a spoonful of sugar never hurt anyone."

*His eyes follow a droplet of condensation as it slides down her glass. It takes his eye directly to the ample cleavage her dress creates. His grin widens as he drags his eyes back up to meet hers.*

 

[Britwitch]

"I couldn't agree more, after all, everyone needs some sweetness now and then..."

She sips her own lemonade, eyes meeting his over the rim of her glass, licking her lips as she lowers her glass.

"Shall we go and sit down...get a little more comfortable...?"

 

[fr33ks33k]

"That sounds like another lovely idea. Let's."

*The couch is just a comfortable as he remembered, and the company is just as pleasant, if not more so. One hand keeps his glass, the other draping across the back cushion*

 

[Britwitch]

It's almost instinctive to lean into him as they sit, to snuggle against his side under his raised arm, and so she does. Curling her legs up beneath her in the process.
Sipping her lemonade they sit and watch the dancing flames on the candles, her head resting close to his shoulder.

It's been far too long since she had company...far, far, too long...

 

[Britwitch]

Reserved...for stuffs...

 

[Britwitch]

This brief visit to my cottage had been well overdue and was just what was needed. Some time in a familiar, welcoming, peaceful place...especially before the next leg of my travels begins...
I wince as I move around the cottage, collecting things I might need while I'm away. I would hope to be able to pop back and visit but there isn't any guarantee that I will.

With my bag by the door I stop and look around. The fire is out, everything has been cleaned and put away. On the table rests a large plate filled with honey cookies, covered with a net to keep the bugs at bay, in case anyone should pop by in my absence. A note tells them to help themselves and that should the plate be empty upon their arrival, there are more baked goodies to be found in the tins beside the sink.

I sit on the couch, a cup of tea resting between my palms, soaking up the last half an hour or so of peace that I have before I have to head to the 'Dragon's Den'

 

[Britwitch]

Time to go.
The mug is washed and put away. The door is left closed but unlocked.
With a smile and a long slow intake of the fresh woodland air, I pick up my bag and head off down the path.
Hopefully it won't be too long before I can come back...

 

[Vail_Indigo]

hop
....hophop
........hop

 

[Britwitch]

Stops by to check up on things, spots familiar looking paw prints in the mud outside. Smiles and leaves a plate of carrot cake alongside the cookies before heading back out into the woods.
Fresh air is needed and needed now. And space...lots of space...

 

[Britwitch]

I almost fall through the door, shirt open and bra more than a little askew. Cheeks flushed and eyes bright as I look behind me.

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

I almost fall through the door, shirt open and bra more than a little askew. Cheeks flushed and eyes bright as I look behind me.

*grips hips from behind* hello.

 

[Britwitch]

*grips hips from behind* hello.

...Hello...welcome to my little corner of the woods...

I smile back over my shoulder, voice trembling every so slightly with excitement

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

...Hello...welcome to my little corner of the woods...

I smile back over my shoulder, voice trembling every so slightly with excitement

*rubs your shoulders gently* you seem a little... tense? Maybe we should sit down and relax?

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*slips in behind them, pausing for a moment to catch his bearings before making his way behind the pair, another shirt still needing to be removed*

 

[Britwitch]

*rubs your shoulders gently* you seem a little... tense? Maybe we should sit down and relax?

I'm just...excited

I sigh at the rubbing and nod

But sitting would be nice too...

I lead my guest over to the couch beneath the window, making no attempt to correct my clothing or the fact that my generous chest is all but falling out of my bra, smiling at SB, patting a space on the couch

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

I'm just...excited

I sigh at the rubbing and nod

But sitting would be nice too...

I lead my guest over to the couch beneath the window, making no attempt to correct my clothing or the fact that my generous chest is all but falling out of my bra, smiling at SB, patting a space on the couch

*unhooks bra quickly as we sit down on the couch together* let me give you a good... rub down, sweetie *my hands return to your shoulders, dipping down to tease the top of your breasts*

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*makes his way over, lowering himself onto the offered space on the couch on the other side of the Witch, and reaches out, hooking a finger in one bra strap with a little grin*


...and this needs to go, I think.

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

*makes his way over, lowering himself onto the offered space on the couch on the other side of the Witch, and reaches out, hooking a finger in one bra strap with a little grin*


...and this needs to go, I think.

My clothes are still on, mister! *winks*

 

[Britwitch]

*unhooks bra quickly as we sit down on the couch together* let me give you a good... rub down, sweetie *my hands return to your shoulders, dipping down to tease the top of your breasts*

*makes his way over, lowering himself onto the offered space on the couch on the other side of the Witch, and reaches out, hooking a finger in one bra strap with a little grin*


...and this needs to go, I think.

sits now naked from the waist up, eyes flitting between her guests

A rub down sounds delightful...do let me know if there's anything I can do for you...won't you...?

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

sits now naked from the waist up, eyes flitting between her guests

A rub down sounds delightful...do let me know if there's anything I can do for you...won't you...?

I will, definitely... right now I have all that I need.

*Grins and continues to massage your shoulders, scooting up to press closer into you as one hand massages one breast*