Mari's nest ... Rustic Escape ...

[LucianDevine]

"Groceries ... flowers ... coffee ... massage ... what more could I possible ask of you ... ?"

*Your words pull a soft chuckle from me. My touch lightens to simply a soft and teasing rub up and down your back.*

"Oh I'm sure you could think of something."

*I say, letting my hand slide up to your shoulder before finally pulling free from you all together. I walk slowly towards the refrigerator, wondering what you think of the tight jeans and muscle shirt on my small 5'4" frame. First I pull out a dry white wine that I know you enjoy, and then I grab a couple of wine glasses and fill them half full. I walk back around the counter to the table and set your glass down before you, standing beside you and letting my hand rub your back.*

"A glass of wine perhaps?"

*I inquire, taking a sip of mine.*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

The soft chuckle that greets my words is almost as sensual as the purr of words that follows.

"Oh I'm sure you could think of something."

The words, so enigmatic, hang in the air as my somnolent brain tries to equate the Lucien of this morning to the one I wrote with all too long ago ...
The loss of contact with your hand enables me to rally my senses momentarily as I watch you turn and walk towards the kitchen taking in your compact frame and admiring the lithe ease of movement. My thoughts and reactions remain ungathered as you return a hand once more upon my back, light, but its contact already familar and welcome.

"A glass of wine perhaps?"

Feeling in need of cool refreshment suddenly, I manage to murmur:

"... I think so ... "

I respond, sipping almost unthinkingly then pausing to focus with attention on the glass and then sipping again to savour the taste of an excellent dry white wine, somehow well chilled, my eyes moving to the bottle to read the label.

"This is lovely, a favourite of mine ... "

I turn to take in the man before me with new eyes realising that despite our writing history, we really do need a full reacquaintance to revise those impressions we held what is now years ago.

"You have excellent taste ... "

I comment, referring to the wine, but commenting by implication upon his appearance as I let my gaze linger and take in his appearance as if for the first time ...

 

[LucianDevine]

"This is lovely, a favourite of mine ... You have excellent taste ... "

*Your words make me smile, and I press a little more into your back with the pads of the fingers as I rub it. I then look down at you, my brown eyes, one of my defining features as it were, and often times the first thing people notice, studying you before shifting to meet your own whenever you are ready to.*

"Of course it is my dear, that's why I chose it, and I'll make sure to have yellow roses next time, instead of red. I was unaware of that preference until it was too late."

*After I speak, I slowly sip my wine, my hand never leaving your back while I give you time to assess the situation, and me.*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Of course it is my dear, that's why I chose it,"

The delicious stroke of fingers continues, their circling as hynotising as the mysterious depths of your gaze, those brown obs seeming to draw me in ...

"... and I'll make sure to have yellow roses next time, instead of red. I was unaware of that preference until it was too late."

I blink at the comment wondering where he found that information.

"I do love yellow roses, they're bright and warming ... but a petal of ruby velvet has an ... attraction ... all it's own ... "

As does Lucien ...

I cannot help but make the comparison.
It is as if the bright and firendly flower I thought I knew has turned into some entirely unexpected entity ... with a touch of red velvet, if such a description made any sense ...

 

[LucianDevine]

*Your words about the petal of ruby velvet actually bring a smile to my lips.*

"I suppose I could keep to the red. It would be a constant reminder of me, even in this place that is all your own, should you choose to keep them of course."

*Even as I speak, I see the slightest bit of hesitation from you, possibly picking up on an inhibition or two.*

"I do hope my dear, that I am not coming on too strong. I would never want to try and force anything upon you, especially in this place, your haven."

*My hand continues to rub your back as my brown gaze holds yours, hoping that I have not been a bad surprise, or even too much of a good surprise.*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"I suppose I could keep to the red. It would be a constant reminder of me, even in this place that is all your own, should you choose to keep them of course."

His words speak of an intimacy a depth only just glimpsed ...

"I do hope my dear, that I am not coming on too strong. I would never want to try and force anything upon you, especially in this place, your haven."

A soft smile at the thoughtful words and the consideration they show ...

"I invited you in ... and you're welcome now ... and in the future ... "

I assure softly as the hand strokes lightly, soothingly.

"I could never not keep a gift so gallantly offered ... "

A brief pause to consider my next words, before I continue;

" ... and, an association with red does seem to ... suit you somehow ... "

I decide to comment without elaborating further ...

 

[LucianDevine]

"I invited you in ... and you're welcome now ... and in the future ... "

*Your words soften my concerned gaze, and a warming smile comes to my lips*

"I will have to keep that in mind my dear."


"I could never not keep a gift so gallantly offered ... and, an association with red does seem to ... suit you somehow ... "

*Your words, especially combined with the pause in the middle, and the silence afterwards definitely make me wonder what else might be on your mind. With so many ways to find out though, which one is the best way to find out? As my brown eyes watch you, I take a long sip of my wine before starting to move once more. My hand moves from your back to your left shoulder as I walk behind you. I lean down, leaning close to you.*

"And what else do you associate with the color red?"

*I whisper suggestively, my breath teasing over your neck.*

"A hint of seduction perhaps?"

*I ask, letting the thumb of my hand on your shoulder slip teasingly beneath the neckline of your top, but only to stroke softly against your bare skin, even in that relatively tame place. Along with that touch though, I press a soft kiss to the right side of your neck, already wondering what you might be thinking.*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"I will have to keep that in mind my dear."

There is a silence during which we both reach and sip the cool wine.

"And what else do you associate with the color red? A hint of seduction perhaps?""

The question lingers as that touch teases and lingers, intimate in its quality rather than it's path to more traditionally errogenous territory ...
And yet the reaction to a supposedly innocent touch makes my thoughts respond to your question ... blushing ... heat ... both qualities you seem to have drawn out in me so effortlessly.

... red.. well ... "

I stall seeking an appropriate response ... aware of my throbbing pulse ...

" ... blood ... "

It seems I said that out loud ...

" ... passion ... the heart ... "

The murmured words seem to spill out spontaneously that intended ...

" ... and of course .. heat ... "

I finally admit, feeling cheeks flushing as I do so ...

 

[LucianDevine]

*I listen to your words, but neither your hesitation between them, nor the flush of your skin escapes my notice. In fact, I smile when I see it, and I let my hand slide down your back once more. I lift my glass to my lips and tip my head back, draining the glass and setting it down beside yours before leaning close to you once more. My lips find your neck again, kissing the pulse point softly as my hand slips beneath your shirt, a soft sigh slipping from my lips when I feel your warm skin beneath my palm.*

"And what has you blushing so my dear?"

*I ask in that same seductive tone, my hot breath teasing over your neck before my lips return to your pulse point sucking softly upon it as my hand slides slowly up your back beneath your shirt.*

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

My words hang between us. For long moments all that is audible is the crackle of the fire which seems to highlight their meaning.
As you drink your wine down, I exhale, realising I have been holding my breath, assuming this indicates a release of tension, a return to the casual chat and banter I seem to remember from the past. But just as soon as I do so it seems that your breath is caressing my neck, the kiss causisng a jolt of surprise and reaction, even though the contact is oh so soft. Caught off guard, my pulse races at the butterfly soft kisses, the hand on bare skin still more sensual than those previous strokes the question punctuated by soft suction on sensitve skin ...

"And what has you blushing so my dear?"

I shiver, a reaction that has nothing to do with cold as I struggle to articulate a reply ...

"I ... don't quite remember you in this way ... "

I manage finally, unable to fully describe the contrast between the man I thought I 'knew' and the man of the present ...

 

[LucianDevine]

I feel you jolt when I kiss your neck, and feel you shiver when I suck at your pulse point. When I hear your words though, I actually lift my lips from your neck. I remain leaning over a bit though, even as I pull my head away and turn my brown gaze to you once more, waiting for you to turn to me before I speak.

"I would be lying if I said I hadn't changed since then."

I say in a soft and calm voice, one that hasn't even got the faintest bit of regret in it.

"My life experiences have given me a confidence of sorts. I learned that my submissive nature is nothing to be ashamed of, and neither is my strong desire to please."

I pause there, giving my words a chance to sink in as my hand continues to rub up and down your back in slow rhythmic circles.

"It is that desire to please you see, as well as my desire to anticipate the needs of others that has led us to this point. I felt that you needed companionship, and I am always willing to proved that. I also felt though, that you might be needing something else, something deeper."

As I speak those last two words, I press into your back with the pads of my fingers once more, not hard, but enough for you to feel the difference.

"I felt that you might be receptive to my seductions, might even want it, so I took a chance. I do hope that I have not offended you."

My gaze didn't waver from yours, not once through the entirety of my speech, and even afterwards, it remains locked with yours, showing you the truth of my words in my eyes, as well.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Eyes meet as he seems to consider my words. I watch him curiously as he speaks.

“I would be lying if I said I hadn’t changed since then.”

I smile and nod in silent acknowledgement.

“My life experiences have given me a confidence of sorts. I learned that my submissive nature is nothing to be ashamed of, and neither is my strong desire to please.”

Our eyes remain locked, those soft strokes punctuate soft words, yet there is an intensity in such sincerity.

“It is that desire to please you see, as well as my desire to anticipate the needs of others that has led us to this point. I felt that you needed companionship, and I am always willing to proved that. I also felt though, that you might be needing something else, something deeper.”

Again touch reinforces words, yet I am unwilling to interrupt and eager to learn more ...

“I felt that you might be receptive to my seductions, might even want it, so I took a chance. I do hope that I have not offended you.”

I hasten to reassure immediately.

”No ... I’m not offended at all ... “

Most know that I am quick enough to make it clear if someone ‘crosses a line’ in our interaction. Perhaps the dilemma is there was never an approach towards any ‘line’ previously so where it actually might be is as yet not defined.
I consider his words before speaking.

”Change is good ... if it makes you happier and more confident ... “

I begin, a smile hopefully indicating how pleased I am that he has grown in self-knowledge and willing to act on it.

”You’re also very perceptive. I too have been away from Lit for a long time and companionship, especially that of someone I’d consider an ‘old friend’ is definitely welcomed.”

I chuckle at the clumsiness of the term, but know that you understand my meaning.

”As to something deeper ... and your seductions ... “

I murmur considering my words carefully.

”That would break “new ground” for us ... which isn’t something that I’m averse to ... “

I blush thinking of the intimate ‘connection’ which seems to have evolved rapidly between us just be sharing coffee and wine ...

”... in fact ... I find I’m very ... receptive ... to the new direction we seem to have been heading in so far ... “

 

[LucianDevine]

I am truly relieved that you hold the eye contact for the full duration of my speech. for eye contact is one of the best ways to tell whether a person is being truthful. The old saying that the eyes are the window to the soul is really quite true.

”No ... I’m not offended at all ... “

I find that I am equally relieved, both by your reassuring words, telling me that I have not pushed too far too fast, and the quickness with which they came.

”You’re also very perceptive. I too have been away from Lit for a long time and companionship, especially that of someone I’d consider an ‘old friend’ is definitely welcomed.”

I can't help but chuckle along with you at your reference to me as an "old friend". It's probably not the right words to describe our relationship back then, but then again, that relationship, though long-lasting, was in fact, very hard to define as a whole.

”As to something deeper ... and your seductions ...That would break “new ground” for us ... which isn’t something that I’m averse to ...in fact ... I find I’m very ... receptive ... to the new direction we seem to have been heading in so far ... “

It was your response to that last statement of mine that truly had me worried, but though I had hoped that I was right, your acknowledgement of it surprises me all the same.

"Is that so?"

I ask briefly, not knowing what else to say just then. Thankfully though, my body knows what to do. Without hesitation, my right hand lifts, and my palm slides slowly over your cheek as I hold your gaze with mine. My hand keeps moving as I lean close, every second wondering, and half expecting you to pull back. My hand slides to the back of your neck and pulls you slowly forward as I press my lips to yours, holding you without force to my soft and tender kiss, accentuated with a slow slide of my tongue against your lips. I find that I am holding my breath now, hoping that you won't push me away.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Is that so?"

The comment offers no clue as to your response and no cue as to how to further the conversation, but even as I nod briefly your hand finds my cheek, the light stroke ensuring our eyes remain locked, even though I'd had no intention of looking away.

Slowly, I find myself drawn closer and closer, the proximity of our mouths reflecting the hypnotic draw of your eyes as nothing seems to exist beyond this intimacy.

It is almost an inevitability when our lips meet, the touch light as I had somehow known they would be, the tentative flick of tongue against my lips inviting and offering rather than demanding entry, an approach that I am learning is characteristic of you ...

Somehow it never enters my head to pull away or to resist crossing that threshold into another stage of discovery between us. Instinctively it seems, I part my lips, moving so slightly returning the kiss, savouring the sensations ...

 

[LucianDevine]

I smile inwardly when I feel no resistance to my gentle pull of your head, and a soft sigh slips from my lips when I feel our lips meet that first time. That sigh then turns to a low moan when I feel your lips part before my tongue. It slips between them, taking time to slide slowly along each before delving deeper, seeking out your tongue and sliding along it before slowly rolling over it.

Almost before I know it, I find myself tilting our heads, deepening our kiss as the hand behind your head moves to stroke your hair, as my other one rubs slow circles on your bare back.

I feel like we are floating on clouds, for this moment feels so surreal. It happened so fast, and yet so naturally, that we both seem willing to just throw all our cares away, for a little while at least.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Every focus is on the exploration of tongues flicking, the slow seeking out. The part knowledge of this man is as tantalising as the tentative advance of his tongue: There is but a hint of familiarity about him now, everything else is yet to be learned; a lesson I instinctively pursue.

A soft groan as the press of mouth, tongue and the sensuality of your hand upon my hair robs me of reason. Without thinking, my hands raise for the first time, to press against your chest, fingers lightly exploring the outline of your torso, before pressing against that hardness, the heat from your body seeping through my hands to my own body as somehow the two connect ...

The lull of a caressing hand, the heat of connected bodies and the headiness of deep kisses all combine to drive discovery ...

 

[LucianDevine]

Feeling your muffled groan into our kiss only encourages me to stay the course. The hand on your hair continues to stroke down it's length, pressing softly into your neck every time it comes back to the top. My other hand remains on your back, and I find myself enjoying the touch of our bare skin against each other, almost as much as that kiss that binds us so.

It's the touch of your hands on my chest though, first exploring, and then finally pressing into the muscles that tighten at your touch, just because they can, that finally forces me to break our kiss. My lips part from yours, but only far enough to move to the left side of your neck, letting my right hand pull your hair aside before pressing a kiss to it.

"I find myself so torn my dear."

I say as my left hand pulls our bodies the slightest bit closer.

"I don't want to move, but at the same time, I find myself aching for more, and for some place where we can be more comfortable."

I let those words linger in the air as I suck softly at your neck once more, my right hand slipping beneath your hair so my fingers can slide teasingly beneath the neckline of your shirt, enabling that much more of our flesh to touch as I wait for your input on my dilemma.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Our lips part and my eyes find yours and meet dazedly, the ragged breath insufficent to steady myself that momentary shared gaze broken again as your mouth finds my exposed neck, its press drawing a gasp.

"I find myself so torn my dear."

Uncertain of your words I echo;

" ... torn .../"

I query reassured by the continued press of our bodies.

"I don't want to move, but at the same time, I find myself aching for more, and for some place where we can be more comfortable."

The meaning of your words hangs between us as my neck tingles beneath your attentions and your hands move and touch so temptingly ...

" ... well .. it's warmest in this room with the fire .. but ... the bedroom is has been empty for some time and will be cold by now as I opened the windows earlier ... "

I mentally dismiss the bedroom.

"But ... the sofa in here pulls out ... and we're not short of cushions... throws ... "

I giggle at the thought of 'bedding down' in here and hope I haven't shocked you with the suggestion ...

" ... depends on just how .. . 'comfortable' you want to get ... ?"

 

[LucianDevine]

I tear my mouth away from your neck, but leave my hands where they are when I hear you speak. A briefly disheartened look comes to my face when I hear you describe the conditions of the bedroom, but a small smirk comes to my lips when I hear you speak of the pull out bed of the couch being a possibility, and I let a soft chuckle slip from my lips to join your giggle.

Unable to resist the urge, I lean in to press another kiss to your lips, more passionate this time. There is a smile on my lips when I break this kiss as well, and I meet your gaze as I finally speak moving my hand to caress your cheek once more.

"I am willing to get as comfortable as you are my dear. Though we might want to close the blinds."

I finish my statement with another smirk, gesturing with my heads towards the sliding door and the full view it permits, both inside and out.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

You make no response, yet renew the kiss. No build up this time, deep and passionate upon contact. Just as I'm losing my powers of reason you break the kiss and again we exchange a smile.

"I am willing to get as comfortable as you are my dear. "

I sigh softly as your hand moves upon my cheek.

"Though we might want to close the blinds."

I turn suddenly cognisant of the time ... and the openness of the room.

" .... oops ... I'd lost track of what time of day we are ... "

I get to my feet and take my glass and empty it in one gesture, then head towards the window.

"Help yourself to cushions, throws ... sofa bed ... anything you want... "

I tell you as I draw the blinds, then cross to lock the door and bend to tend to the fire ensuring all is private whilst leaving you to decide on the level of comfort needed ...

 

[LucianDevine]

I can't help but laugh at how suddenly you turn, once more realizing the full of our surroundings. I wait at the table until your invitation to help myself to what I desire. Only then do I move to the sofa, removing the top cushions so I can pull out the bed.

Even as I tend to the bed, and stack various types and sizes of pillows at the head of it, my gaze continues to find it's way to you, watching as you go about this task and that.

Once there is a small mountain of pillows on the bed, I turn fully towards you, admiring your beauty as you tend to the fire.

"Anything I want."

I say softly to myself, repeating your words as I look at you, a small sly smile coming to my face. I move slowly backwards and around the couch, my gaze never moving from you as you tend the fire. As I come around the other side of the couch, I move slowly up behind you as you finish your task and my hands move to your hips as I press my chest lightly against your back.

"Anything I want huh?"

I ask, pressing holding you close and pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

"How about you?"

I whisper seductively against your flesh.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Anything I want."

I glance around at your voice and see the sofa bed you have so quickly arranged behind you, chuckling I nod and ensure that the fire is fully stacked.
Your hands are on my hips now and I can feel you press against my back. Our heights match perfectly so that your hot breath caresses my ear as you whisper.

"Anything I want huh?"

Again that light kiss on my neck making me shiver and give a soft gasp.

"How about you?"

I hear the words, tempting me to consider what my needs might be ...

"I think ... more of the same... "

I turn slowly to face you, my hands lifting to your chest once more and my mouth moving to yours to initiate the kiss this time ...

"And then ... "

I murmur against your lips

"... perhaps we need to consider what more 'new ground' to break..?"

I suggest with a glance at the sofa bed ...

 

[LucianDevine]

I gladly delight in both the shiver that I cause in you, and the gasp I pull from you.

"I think ... more of the same... "

Your words make me smile, and I keep my hands on you as you turn in my arms. They find your hips once more as your hands lift to my chest. Seeing you leaning in makes me smile, and I let you initiate the kiss, even if it is just a brief one. I am far from saddened by your whispered words against my lips though.

"... perhaps we need to consider what more 'new ground' to break..?"

My gaze follows your suggestive glance towards the bed, and my smile returns as our gazes find each others once more.

"Both my companionship and services are yours my dear."

I say, lifting my hands from your hips to stroke down your hair and back before finding their way to your hips as I lean in to steal another brief kiss from your lips before pulling back to smile into your eyes once more.

"In any and every way that you desire."

Even as I speak, I can't help but wonder which of us will take the lead in breaking this "new ground", where exactly this will lead, and how far it will go.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Both my companionship and services are yours my dear.
In any and every way that you desire."

It is as if we stand and a precipice. The scene is set; warmth, comfort and privacy are guaranteed, yet it is as if we dare not venture further than the parameters in which we have thus far explored.

"That's quite an offer ... "

I murmur realising you have made it clear that 'all things are possible' yet what form that might take for us is as yet undecided.

"... I think we need to get comfortable ... "

I murmur taking your hand and drawing you towards the pulled out sofa and lowering onto it, drawing you down with me.

"This is much better ... "

I comment now we find ourselves away from the direct heat of the fire and are able to relax side by side.

" Perhaps you don't need your shirt ... "

I suggest hands moving to your shoulders and shrugging the material free. My hands raise and move to explore your torso. Eyes following the path of my hands as they touch lightly. Revelling in the luxury of exploring you inch by inch from shoulders, to chest then dropping to lightly skirt your abdomen. fingers light as they circle and press.

"Mmmm... "

I murmur appreciatively as I savour the warm texture of your skin ...

 

[LucianDevine]

"That's quite an offer ... "

I let a small smile cross my lips, lifting a hand to caress your cheek once more.

"Yes, but one I willingly make."

"... I think we need to get comfortable ... "

I offer up no resistance as you take my hand and lead me towards the bed, pulling me to sit beside you.

"This is much better ... Perhaps you don't need your shirt ... "

My brown eyes watch your hands as they lift to my shoulders. I remain still, letting you push the fabric from my body, leaving me clad in just the tight jeans, more than comfortable in my own skin, despite my relatively slight frame.

Soft sighs slip from me as your hands slowly explore my form. I find it hard to keep my eyes open, and end up having to consciously open them several times through the slow journey of your hands on my shoulders, chest, abs, and stomach.

I know at some point that I'll have to work up the energy to move my arms and return the favor, but for now, I am more than content to let you take your time in exploring my body.