La Chateau d'Ausus

Nodding at my unseen servants, I send them scattering to have drinks delivered, I reach out and take your hand, heading to the library. Entering I see a bottle of wine and a glass resting near the comfortable sofa, the fire has been lit and I am happy to have such attentive servants.

Welcome to my library.. I love it here. It's my favorite room in the house, besides my bedroom.
 
It's a beautiful room indeed.

I gaze around the room, inspecting the enormous range of books covering the walls, I turn my head and smile as I see the fire lit and a drink waiting, admiring the impressive unseen servants. Taking the bottle I pour myself a drink, instantly amazed by the aroma from the bottle, I tilt the bottle towards you, offering you a refill on your glass.
 
Accepting the refill I sit down on the couch, folding my legs under me. I pat the seat next to mine, smiling softly up at you, loving your blue eyes, and the underlying wickedness.

Thank you. So tell me.. what brings you to the chateau?
 
I guess you would call it intrigue?

Sitting down next to you, crossing my long legs slightly as I lean back against the couch, looking into your eyes and smiling. I take a sip of my drink and find my eyes wandering over your soft curves.
 
Running a finger around the rim of my glass, I perk my brow and look over at you.

Intrigue? Please explain.
 
I have seen this place from a distance for a while now and never ventured inside, curiosity finally got the better of me I guess.

I take a long sip from my glass and move slightly closer to you along the couch.
 
I smile at your words and your movement closer to me. Cute, and shy, I think. Before I do anything, another glass is needed, smiling wickedly, I crawl across your lap to the wine bottle, pouring myself another glass as I stretch across you. I take a sip and look over my shoulder, before moving back to my seat. Moving back I use it as an excuse to touch your thighs and your chest as I settle myself back in my seat.

I am glad you stopped by. And it's nice to hear you've admired from afar. Any favorite parts?
 
I feel a jolt of excitement as you brush past me, raising my eyebrows as I watch you pour your drink. Taking an extra large swig, and giving you a shy grin.

Well, I definitely admired the lady of the house from afar, strolling around her garden.
 
Giggling softly, I look up at you.

Well, she is pretty hot. I will tell her you said so.

I shake my head at the horrible joke, and lightly place my hand on your shoulder.

I really am flattered. Thank you.
 
Laughing at your joke, endearing yourself to me further.

Well I certainly am not going to argue with that.

Tingling at your touch, I look deep into your eyes.

It certainly is a beautiful room in here..

Attempting to keep myself calm and collect.
 
I see the deep breath, and the change of conversation makes me smile. I scoot closer and point at the books.

There is a signed copy of my favorite book. It's a stupid fantasy book, "Being a Green Mother" by Piers Anthony, but I love it. And over there is my collection of very bad children's books, these ones are books that maybe should have never been written.

I look around and then stretch my arm over your body pointing to the other side And there is my extensive collection of Erotica, I am a fan of the better written stuff. But I do have a beautifully reserved copy of "Sleeping Beauty" By Anne Rice, even though she wrote it under a pen name.

Dropping my hand into your lap, casually I look around to see if there are any more books I should point out. I find none, but smile softly up at you. That's about it...
 
Following your guide, I listen to your describing your library too me, the soft tones of your voice floating in but not really registering, as you point out your erotica I can;t help but to gently run my hand over your knee and clutch softly. Taking a sharp breath out of shock and nodding as I continue to listen.

You certainly have an ecliptic collection here!
 
Yeah, I tend to be all over the map with books. giggles It's the same with men.

I place my hand over yours on my knee and smile. Squeezing your hand, I smile up at you.

What about you? Anything you like to read?
 
All sorts, I also have my old favourite children's books in my own library.

Smiling and nodding towards your selection, my hand subconsciously has slid further up your smooth thigh.

But nowadays, I like reading mostly classics, recently just finished Lolita, it has always been a passion of mine.

Looking down at you and smiling, realising how close you are now..
 
I rest my head on your shoulder, listening and nodding.

I've never read Lolita, though I have heard good things about it. Perhaps I will.

I turn my head and look up into your eyes, feeling your warmth so very close to mine, your hand leaving goosebumps on my thigh as it travels up my leg.
 
My fingers grip on your soft skin as i feel your goosebumps, I can't resist but to slide my hand higher.

O you really should read it, its one of the finest pieces out there.
 
I blush and look down at your hand.

I might read it then. And do you have plans for that hand?
 
I look embarrassed

Well I wasn't quite sure yet

Looking down into your soft eyes, my hand sliding almost underneath your skirt as my light touch grazes across your thigh
 
I shake my head and spread my legs slightly, before reaching down and taking your hand from my thigh and kissing the palm. I set the hand back on my knee and giggle up at you.

Well, when you figure out your plan, want to let me in on it?
 
I bite my lip, knowing that I just want to rip of your clothes right there and then.. I can sense your flirtations come ons but feel restrained, I let out almost a soft growl as my hand grips your knee in frustration.
 
I tsk softly under my breath, when you squeeze my knee in frustration.

Careful, darling. That just makes me want to tease you more.

I smile wickedly and lick my lips slowly, again leaning across you to set down my glass.
 
My excitement running wild, I can feel the beat of my heart in my chest and the blood leaving the rational parts of my mind.

Tease me?

I almost whisper as I try and look relaxed, laid back against your couch as your body presses against me.
 
I nod and walk my fingers up your thigh, playing with the pressure of my fingers.

Tease you. Fair right?

I lean close, my lips a hair's breadth away from your neck and lightly exhale, not touching you.

I could make you beg.
 
I lightly groan... pausing as I try and compose myself, I look down, my eyes following your thighs up to your skirt, which has hiked slightly up, exposing your flesh.

And how do I stop you teasing me?
 
Smiling wickedly, I bring your hand to my lips and lick up one of your fingers

If you have to ask, I am not sure I can stop now.

I drop the hand into your lap. Leaning forward I bring my lips again close to yours and look into your eyes my tongue darts out to lick your bottom lip, and then I giggle and lean back.
 
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