*I kiss you gently, then wrap my arms around you and entwine our legs together. Gently I lick the length of your jaw, to your ear where i nibble lightly.*
You have this huuuuuge house, but... This is the most comfortable spot, huh?
It feels so good to be in his arms again. I can't help but settle in comfortably, he's slightly crazy, but who isn't? Before my eyes close, I jump out of bed and slither out of my skirt letting it fall to the floor, my top is also thrown into the pile and I hop back into my big bed, and tug off your pants, also tossing those aside.
I cuddle back into your arms and reach out to turn off the lights, bathing the room in darkness, I can feel your hands start to wander and I start giggling, knowing that we might be up all night.
PG. Go to sleep! I whisper into the dark and settle against you, closing my eyes, and feeling sleep overtake us both.
My feet sink into the soft dirt of the Oregon forest. I am alone, and the soft dusky light filters through the trees, it isn’t cold enough to make my breath curl out in wisps before me, but I tug my sweater around me closer as I walk. A soft red curl escapes my barrette and tumbles into my eyes; I try to blow it away to no avail, the curl hangs there, bouncing as I stride into my little piece of forest.
I find the little clearing and the circle of stones marking a fire pit. I move around the area, finding kindling and sticks that aren’t soaked from the spring rains. I place them into the circle arranging them in the best way to support a flame, and then I light it. The fire starts slowly, the smoke from the organic material curling into the trees above. The soft crackle expands popping, as the flames grow, eating the kindling, the branches glowing brightly as they are consumed.
From my pocket, comes a folded letter. It will never be sent. The person it’s intended for will never read it. I, needed to write it though, and my feelings were poured into this crumpled paper. I read it once more, my eyes pulling into the words, and although I cried when writing it, I don’t cry now. I hold it out over the fire, watching as the flame and heat catch it. The words disappearing into ash, the last words I see are “mon pere” before the letter is no more. I know that this is the right thing, and more than anything he would understand me burning what was left. I smile down at the fire, as I take a deep breath.
I dampen the flames with some sand, turn heel and return to my chateau with a smile on my face, healed.
I slowly make my way through the front door of the Chateau, not exactly sure what to expect, but knowing my Best friend will be up to something. I slip off my sandals and pad across the hardwood barefooted, my jeans comfortably worn, my green long sleve shirt loose on me. I glance around, curious at the new surroudnings, the last time we met was in her suite...this is a far different setting than a beach bungalow.
Under my breath I mutter softly We'll I'll be... he actually came. With a grin I dash into the entryway and throw myself into B's arms, giving him a big hug.
Hi Darling!!! I tug him into the recieving room, showing off the antiques and then past the dining room, into the salon where I set up a table.
I reach out and take his hand squeezing it softly as I begin to walk him through my still sorta- new place.
This is the salon, bien sur. It's quaint and simple. I lead the way, still holding his hand
You saw the entryway and the dining room, here is the more formal receiving room. It's super rich for my tastes, but you know me.. or more certain aspects of me.. I enjoy the finer things. I grin over my shoulder at B.
I tug him up the stairs. I do have extra rooms, but mostly I stay here. My bedroom. I let him peek in, before tugging him back down the stairs to the back, where I gesture to my gardens And the best part is.. if you walk just far enough.. you run into my sister's shire. I grin up at B.
I follow along, looking about in suprise at the excess, very much in the style of the Enlgithenment. My eyes flick across the walls and ceilings, across the tables and their acoutrments. It's an excepltionally rich enviroment. But I knew that my Consigliere had decididly lavish tastes.
"It's certainly something." I say quietly as I take it all in slowly, finally looking at my Consigliere at last.
I sit down and lean back into the outdoor lounge looking around at the surroudings outside the chateu. I sigh softly and nod.
"Yes, it has been long overdue, hasn't it?" I say quietly, looking around at the surrounding manicured laws and environs, it's an impressive place, quiet and remote. Just the kind of place that you need at times.
I am glad you're here. What would you like to do? There's the pool, the dungeon, the salon. I know I could drink your lily ass under the table. I grin over at him.