Palemoon's Wondrous Lunar Cavern

[ericahope]

Smiling at Thryi, relaxing at the touch of her hands, any stress from my travel long gone...

I think our host has retired for the evening... Don't let me keep you Thryi.

 

[ericahope]

As Palemoon and Thyri slip away I take the opportunity and allow my eyes to roam the room, learning more and more about my hostess as I go. I rest my now empty glass on the table next to our couch. I feel a bit woozy. My eyelids feel heavy...I give in and drift off into my dreams...

 

[Annisthyrienne]

*Morning comes, even on the moon, underground, in a cavern. Or at least I wake up after a while, which is a habit I've grown used to. Today is no exception, but for the manner and the company with whom I awaken. I find myself delightfully entangled in a web of arms and legs, all wonderfully female.

I don't know whose, but I indulge in a taste of a tantalizing bit of skin nearby, kissing the first place I can reach. Then, for the moment, I am whisked away to the cares and concerns of the earthbound.*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Dropping off a single moonflower for a Moon Lady

 

[palemoon2035]

Dropping off a single moonflower for a Moon Lady

Taking the lovely flower and breathing in its scent. I give the lovely Luna a big hug.

 

[ericahope]

Now that I know how the transportation system works, my return trip to Palemoon's cavern this evening is a little less bumpy. I arrive wearing a cloak, a bundle bulging beneath the dark material. I slip into the main room, glance around to see if anyone is here...and deposit a bottle of red wine on the table to make up for the one we drank last night.

I open the book lying on the table, the one meant for guests, though I'm tempted to peek in the other one, and write a quick note.


Dear Ms. Moon,
I know nothing of wine except I enjoy drinking it with friends. My local wine seller told me this one is wonderful. I hope you enjoy, as I did last night.
Erica

I put the pen down and consider whether to leave or stay...

 

[palemoon2035]

Making my way back to the couch, in my OCDness I notice the journal for visitors is moved slightly, about an inch to the left of where I left it. Opening it, I find the lovely note from my dear friend, Erica. Taking the bottle of wine and putting it on the rack. Such a lovely gift.

Ok, it's time to do some decorating. The lovely Laplaciana gave me the most wonderful pictures. I must hang them. I just must.

Hanging it on the rather barren wall in the living room over the couch. And then, the other one she gave me in private. This one is so beautiful! I will put it right next to the other.

Quite pleased with how my home is coming together, I step back and admire the images. Glancing over the room and staring at the table. Pondering. It seems rather bare. There are two journals there, yes, but it needs something.

Of course!

I came across this a long time ago. It was my favorite little gadget for quite awhile. It wasn't a gift per se, but I would have never known about it had MissAntisocial not brought it to my attention. I don't see her often these days, so I shall leave this out for guest to play with, and to remind me of her from time to time. I miss my geeky friend.

Go ahead everyone. Visitors and friends, click and play. Let the fun begin.

The Useless Box Kit

Ok, enough decorating. I like what I have done. Now, off to write a post for a friend. You think I could keep up with just one story thread.

Throwing my hands up in the air

 

[palemoon2035]

Rant

*Tear, crinkle, crumple, toss*

 

[palemoon2035]

*tearing out the page I wrote yesterday, crumpling it up, and tossing it in the fire place. Happy to have let it out, it felt good to express how I was feelin, but...*

Angry words need to be written and spoken from time to time, but they should never linger. It is a new day.

 

[palemoon2035]

I think I am just going to hang out here for awhile. My home. It is comfortable and peaceful. Sitting on the couch, sipping wine, alone in my thoughts. It is entirely mine after all. No one can take it away from me.

 

[palemoon2035]

*baking cookies*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A wolf wanders by, catches the scent of cookies...doesn't stop...mostly because...well, she doesn't know what to say...and is antsy...so...a piece of paper. A paw print.

A signature.

A spritz of sandalwood and vanilla.

The wolf wanders away.

 

[palemoon2035]

*hears the wolf, smells the wolf, grabs the wolf before she can leave*

Don't think you can sneak away. Have a cookie and a drink.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

*hears the wolf, smells the wolf, grabs the wolf before she can leave*

Don't think you can sneak away. Have a cookie and a drink.

Turns around slowly, wide honey brown eyes focusing on a pretty Moon lady.

I wasn't sneaking away. I was traveling. Feel...jumpy.

Moves closer, eyes darting hither, thither and yon, taking in the beautifully decorated space~before finally settling upon her face.

Anyway, don't want cookies.

Shows her my bottle of Stoli and my bag of lemons.

And don't think your drink will go with mine...

Husky laughter.

Anyway, how are you friend Moon?

 

[palemoon2035]

I am just lovely. Thrilled that you are here.

*Smiles and takes the bottle and bag of lemons. Taking out the shot glasses and slidin the rum aside*

I me some Stoli. Especially with you. That is...if you are sharing.

*takes your hand and leads you to the couch*

I have been dying for you to visit. Don't stay if you feel jumpy. I want you to feel comfortable. I just wanted you to stay one more minute at least.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Soft smile...

The jumpiness is because I can't concentrate and the lack of concentration is because...

well just because.

Fingers entwine with yours as you drag me toward the couch.

Of course, I will share. Stoli is best when you share it...

Turning slightly so that I can look at you, eyes trailing over skin.

So, things are well with you?

I realize that I have asked that before, in a slightly different way and make myself let go of your hand. Because...well because. My body leans in slightly so that sensitive nostrils can pick up your scent. Store it. Savor it.

It's not jumpy per se...more like antsy. Needy. Unfocused. Best time for me to be in an active story that requires some sort of violence...

In the Real World, I would have set up a play date or something...but can no longer do that...

*sighs*

 

[palemoon2035]

*clink...slamming the shot glasses on the counter*

Violence? That just isn't me...at least...not after I few drinks already.

*hugs you tightly*

Sorry, this is just who I am. Now, pour that Stoli and at least have a drink with me. Know you are loved.

*shrugs*

That is what I know. That is what I see. But still...

*wiggles my tush*

I do enjoy a little slap..and a pounce...

Oh, and moi? I am very up and very down. All over really.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Delighted giggling, relaxing slightly

I don't mean I need someone to do violence to ME...

Rising to my feet and stretching lightly before carrying the Stoli to the counter and pouring us both a generous helping.

And anyway, that is neither here nor there.

Finger nails trail lightly over flesh~from collar bone to finger tip. The shot glass is emptied. Refilled. Emptied again.

I do know the up and down thing. Feels like I have been on a permanent roller coaster the past month.

Thus the drinking as soon as I escaped my job in the RW...cuz if I drink enough, it will ease the need to beat someone til they bleed, whimper, cry, beg....

Another shot for you, one more for me.

In reality, I have downed 7 shots.

Since 10:10. I think I will stop soon...or my imagination will falter.

 

[palemoon2035]

7 shots? And I thought I could hold my own. Last time I had that much, I signed onto yahoo and said all sorts of embarssing things to people.

*downs one, then another*

When I have a night, free, in RW. Let's drink together. I would like that.

*slams down the glass*

Another pleazzzze. And don't forget the lemons. Then again, I do like the burn on my tongue.

*wraps my arms around you and lands a kiss on your neck...nibbles*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Yup. 7. I will stop soon in the RW as I am now relaxed enough to stop feeling antsy.

Nods at the idea of drinking with a Moon...Luna and Moon...tipsy on Stoli and typing inane things at each other.

I am so down with that.

Slices a lemon into quarters. Pours another two shots. Sets em up. Sugar on the rim.

Here you go, pretty Moon.

Gets distracted by an armful of pretty whose lips are nibbling where they ought not...

Fingers move from waist to hair, tangle lightly, tug. Mouth brushes sugar, lemon, burn...across senstive lips.

Stop it, you awful woman and take this shot with me!!

 

[palemoon2035]

Sorry, I can't help but want to nibble.

*licks lips, shows teeth, takes another shot*

Hmmm, I do enjoy drunk chats on yahoo and lit...as long as they are planned and mutual.

*Sucks on a lemon*

Oooh, now I feel like I am in college again.

*plays with my hair, twisting it around my finger*

Please, do tug some more.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wide, wicked grin

I am trying to save you from being....hemmed up.

Nods. Eyes focused on white teeth, plump lips, smile.

I very rarely indulge in drunken chats anywhere...as i have much more fun, stone cold sober....

Watches those same lips suck the juice from lemon quarter...grins

Take this last shot with me...

Repeats the steps
sugar on rim
full shot glass
lemon quarters

and then I will tug til your heart's content.

 

[palemoon2035]

*downs one more*

You are quite right. Sober chats are wonderful enough. Drunken chats only lead to more embarassment.

*lays my head in your lap*

I should go to bed soon, but please, my hair is here for you to play with...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Somehow we are back on the couch with her head balanced precariously upon my lap. Small fingers begin to stroke her forehead before moving into the luscious fall of her hair.

Those same fingers twine locks round and about, tugging lightly. Once and again. Then back to scalp massage, using nails to lightly scratch before fingers resume their combing motions.

I have always loved to play in a woman's hair. Probably because I keep mine boi short.

 

[palemoon2035]

That is why I love my cavern. It is magical. My hair is long again here.

*smiles, nuzzling in the wolf's lap*

Thanks for visiting. I think I might fall asleep here..

*eyes closing*

You are delightful. Don't drink too much. Alcolohol is like that backstabbing friend. Makes you feel all loved and warm, then makes you sick, kicking you while you are down.