Shy's quaint country cottage

[ShyMystica]

So I can officially say I am jealous of the man in your photo there... and whomever it was that you wrote that story about dear.

*Her eyes peep up from behind her laptop screen, her brow raised in a questioning manner before going back to look at the picture...*

Yep...he is one lucky SOB...that's for sure.

*smiles playfully*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*Her eyes peep up from behind her laptop screen, her brow raised in a questioning manner before going back to look at the picture...*

Yep...he is one lucky SOB...that's for sure.

*smiles playfully*

Damn right he is.

-Chuckles softly as he stalks over to Shy and leans over to give her a big, warm hug-

How are you doing this evening my dear?

 

[ShyMystica]

Damn right he is.

-Chuckles softly as he stalks over to Shy and leans over to give her a big, warm hug-

How are you doing this evening my dear?

*returns his hug gently, a small kiss to his cheek before falling back into her chair with a deep, resonating sigh*

Deeply contemplative...I swear my ancestors were philosophers as I seemed to have inherited that annoying trait...

How are you doing?

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*returns his hug gently, a small kiss to his cheek before falling back into her chair with a deep, resonating sigh*

Deeply contemplative...I swear my ancestors were philosophers as I seemed to have inherited that annoying trait...

How are you doing?

-Smiles as she kisses his cheek. When she flops back into her chair he raises his brow slowly. Then without a word slips behind her to gently run his hands over her slender shoulders.-

Nothing wrong with being contemplative darlin'. Better than those who go through live without half a brain.

I might try to do some writing today. After all I do owe you a write up.

 

[ShyMystica]

-Smiles as she kisses his cheek. When she flops back into her chair he raises his brow slowly. Then without a word slips behind her to gently run his hands over her slender shoulders.-

Nothing wrong with being contemplative darlin'. Better than those who go through live without half a brain.

I might try to do some writing today. After all I do owe you a write up.

*Her eyes flutter closed as his fingers feathered across her shoulders. Wow - she wasn't even aware of how much tension she was carrying. Her head flops back against his shoulder as she speaks softly...*

Sure there is...no man likes a thinking woman.

*A small burst of laughter left her lips at that thought...*

And your write up can always wait. Far too many other more talented writers with already started stories for you to work on first, good sir.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*Her eyes flutter closed as his fingers feathered across her shoulders. Wow - she wasn't even aware of how much tension she was carrying. Her head flops back against his shoulder as she speaks softly...*

Sure there is...no man likes a thinking woman.

*A small burst of laughter left her lips at that thought...*

And your write up can always wait. Far too many other more talented writers with already started stories for you to work on first, good sir.

-Feeling the tension he allows a frown to crease his lips. His fingers begin to slowly work the muscles. Digging thick fingers into them to force blood flow, allowing them to warm before he really began to work on them.-

I happen to think a woman with a head on her shoulders is damn sexy... especially if she knows how to use her lips!

-He released a wicked chuckle. Leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head-

I am joking... mostly.

 

[ShyMystica]

-Feeling the tension he allows a frown to crease his lips. His fingers begin to slowly work the muscles. Digging thick fingers into them to force blood flow, allowing them to warm before he really began to work on them.-

I happen to think a woman with a head on her shoulders is damn sexy... especially if she knows how to use her lips!

-He released a wicked chuckle. Leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head-

I am joking... mostly.

*She purred softly at the magic of his hands, her body finally flopping back against his as she enjoyed the relaxation. But her eyes flick open at his words...*

It doesn't take brains to know how to use lips...it takes sensual, sexual and almost primal intuition.

*Watches his reaction a moment before closing her eyes once more...*

And we both know you weren't joking...

*grins*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*She purred softly at the magic of his hands, her body finally flopping back against his as she enjoyed the relaxation. But her eyes flick open at his words...*

It doesn't take brains to know how to use lips...it takes sensual, sexual and almost primal intuition.

*Watches his reaction a moment before closing her eyes once more...*

And we both know you weren't joking...

*grins*

-Her words take him momentarily off guard. His eyes widening a bit. Slowly though all that is left is a wicked grin.-

Well, you may be right there. Perhaps we should set up an experiment to see if that is the case. What do you think my dear? In the mood for a little scientific method?

-One hand fleeing from her shoulders to slowly tangle thick fingers into her hair. Giving a soft, delicate tug.-

 

[ShyMystica]

-Her words take him momentarily off guard. His eyes widening a bit. Slowly though all that is left is a wicked grin.-

Well, you may be right there. Perhaps we should set up an experiment to see if that is the case. What do you think my dear? In the mood for a little scientific method?

-One hand fleeing from her shoulders to slowly tangle thick fingers into her hair. Giving a soft, delicate tug.-

*Yes, she was pleased with his reaction, a small thrill of defeat running through her body before she settled again. But his words caught her curiosity...damn her curiosity...

Her eyes flicked open...*

That depends...will a lobotomy be involved?

*The tug at her hair forced a breathless gasp from her lips, her body slightly arching as shivers of pleasure rippled down her spine.

Yes...damn her curiosity and his ability to find he weaknesses...*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*Yes, she was pleased with his reaction, a small thrill of defeat running through her body before she settled again. But his words caught her curiosity...damn her curiosity...

Her eyes flicked open...*

That depends...will a lobotomy be involved?

*The tug at her hair forced a breathless gasp from her lips, her body slightly arching as shivers of pleasure rippled down her spine.

Yes...damn her curiosity and his ability to find he weaknesses...*

Well I suppose we could do that for the failed experiments. Though it might put a damper in our number of volunteers...

-Chuckling in a deep, wicked tone he enjoyed her reaction. Leaning down slowly to sink his teeth into her shoulder delicately-

 

[ShyMystica]

Well I suppose we could do that for the failed experiments. Though it might put a damper in our number of volunteers...

-Chuckling in a deep, wicked tone he enjoyed her reaction. Leaning down slowly to sink his teeth into her shoulder delicately-

*she laughed at his words...but it was short lived. The sensation of his teeth upon her skin caught her breath in her throat, her body shivered as the sting swiftly blended into the pleasure of his lips and warm breath upon her skin.

An addictive, primitive thrill pulsed through her veins. Her gaze burned an emerald hue, her delicate fingertips rising to immerse in his hair, pulling gently...*

How many volunteers were you planning on recruiting?

*Her voice was deep laced with passion...a stark contrast to her usual sweet tone*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

*she laughed at his words...but it was short lived. The sensation of his teeth upon her skin caught her breath in her throat, her body shivered as the sting swiftly blended into the pleasure of his lips and warm breath upon her skin.

An addictive, primitive thrill pulsed through her veins. Her gaze burned an emerald hue, her delicate fingertips rising to immerse in his hair, pulling gently...*

How many volunteers were you planning on recruiting?

*Her voice was deep laced with passion...a stark contrast to her usual sweet tone*

-The feeling of her fingers in his hair was both soothing, and sensual. Something about her touch always projected such feelings from him. Then the sound of her voice caressed his ears. He drew a deep breath to try and focus his thoughts-

Well dear... I only had one person in mind. I like to keep my experiments small, for control purposes of course. What about you? Any ideas?

 

[ShyMystica]

-The feeling of her fingers in his hair was both soothing, and sensual. Something about her touch always projected such feelings from him. Then the sound of her voice caressed his ears. He drew a deep breath to try and focus his thoughts-

Well dear... I only had one person in mind. I like to keep my experiments small, for control purposes of course. What about you? Any ideas?

*A long, soft moan vibrated at her lips, her bottom lip slipping between her teeth as his voice floated through her mind sending shivers down her spine.

Damn his voice...god it was addictive.

Twisting in his grip her lips found his neck, suckling softly before nipping a path to his earlobe. Her body rubbed back against him in a feline grace before she whispered into his ear..*

Well...your the brains on this experiment...I say we go with what you think is best...

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

-The feel of her lips upon his neck. It sent tiny little shocks racing through his body. As her lips trailed up to his neck those shocks became shivers of delight. When she spoke in that husky, lust filled tone his eyes drifted shut. Gods he loved the sound of desire laced with her already wonderful voice.-

"Well Neha... I really only want one person to experiment with. Think you are up to giving it a try?"

-With a slow grin he reaches out slowly. Drawing his fingertips along her jaw line. Guiding her to his lips. Pressing a soft kiss to her lips, before drawing back to nip them gently-

 

[ShyMystica]

-The feel of her lips upon his neck. It sent tiny little shocks racing through his body. As her lips trailed up to his neck those shocks became shivers of delight. When she spoke in that husky, lust filled tone his eyes drifted shut. Gods he loved the sound of desire laced with her already wonderful voice.-

"Well Neha... I really only want one person to experiment with. Think you are up to giving it a try?"

-With a slow grin he reaches out slowly. Drawing his fingertips along her jaw line. Guiding her to his lips. Pressing a soft kiss to her lips, before drawing back to nip them gently-

*Another long, soft moan danced upon her lips, vibrating against his ear...this time more contemplative.*

I would be honored to give it a try...

*She followed his guidance willingly, the touch of his lips a delicate tease that caused her heart to flutter in anticipation. Spinning in his arms, she turns to face him, her arms wrapping around his waist. Her bottom lip throbbed as she slipped it from his teeth, a small whimper as her tongue soothed the sting. Her eyes watched his every expression before she found his lips again, kissing him deeply, slowly, passionately*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

-He returned her deep passionate kiss. His arms surging around her smaller frame to crush her against him. Soft kisses sprang from that passion, to brush tender kisses along her jaw line. Following the curve with a mixture of love nips, and soft kisses he nudges his lips against her ear. He whispered something softly, for her ears alone.-

 

[ShyMystica]

Fairytale Play

Idea: A kind of 'Tangled' meets something darker. Yes yes yes...A spoof on fairytales; fun meets darkness. Yup...

*goes off to come up with some ideas*

 

[ShyMystica]

*A croak of her bedroom door echoed throughout the quiet cottage as she made her way through to her kitchen. The normal effort of appearance remained unseen; hair in turmoil, eyes darkened with sleeplessness, her skin far too pale to be healthy. Yes, last night was hell and she made no effort to hide it.

With a weary sigh she settles at her kitchen counter-top, a bowel of grapes and strawberries her choice of sustenance. Despite the pain that throbbed in her head, her mind continued to work at its usual feverish pace..*****, death, impolite conversations, joys, sorrows, laughter....

Yes, she hung onto that thought. The world had seemed to forget how to laugh; most people walking around with an undeserved sense of righteousness and seriousness that really wasn't warranted. And from her perspective - it was laughable. Yes - people need to learn how to laugh again.

With a soft chuckle she finds her way back to her chair in the living room, bowl of fruit in hand, and settles comfortably. Yes - today she would laugh...a day for her*

 

[yeishia]

I knock gently at the cottage door before hand in hand with my beloved we enter, we have been told not to stand on ceremony.

Smiling we both rush to her side gently easing down on either side of her. I steal 2 strawberries popping one in her mouth and another in my dark angels.

We have come to discuss our new thread, no more introspection Shy this night.

If you need laughter we shall tickle you, I pull a feather out of nowhere smiling as I tickle her nose.

 

[Last_Rider]

I enter with my Angel, and we quickly surround Shy. I hug Shy before my Angel pops a strawberry into my mouth. I quickly bite down and savor the taste before swallowing and nodding in agreement.

Laughter can easily be manufactured.

 

[yeishia]

I see Shy fading back into the real world and decide to bring Rider up to speed.

The thread is to be about a Gladiator, you. The other characters will be his wife and another slave girl. Although we are all essential slaves in one form or another, Shy is thinking that we all approach this from a place of inner dignity and quiet strength.

We are both undecided as to which of us should take which part as yet.

As Shy is for the moment gone I catch the bowl she had been holding and move closer settling in the curve of his arm.

We were thinking to that we might make the whole thread a vessal to actively improving our collective writing by incorporating some of Shy's writing exercises.

e.g. after the spell check only one edit or re-write. or perhaps using unique descriptions for eyes lol I already tried one in Vassel giggles blushing.

Jeannette’s beautiful Violet eyes held his dark ones hers becoming as a stormy sea under the caress of a potent midnight moon.

Shy could probably explain it better and will when she returns.

So what are you thinking my love?

pops another strawberry into my mouth and offers him a bite.

 

[Last_Rider]

I listen intently to her words, my mind turning in creative and slightly evil ways. A thread with my Angel and Shy would be practically a dream come true. I take a bite of the berry, sneaking a kiss to her lovely lips before I speak.

I like that idea, very much. You can definitely count me in.

I lean into her, kissing her again.

The idea is lovely.

 

[yeishia]

I melt into his kisses finely curling up on his lap content, as we await the return of our hostess, my mind is sifting through endless possibilities but uppermost is that her mission in her rw is successful.

 

[ShyMystica]

*D-Day...it had come and gone. She returns home with a sense of uneasiness and despair. She could already feel the walls around her rising; a self protection device she had come to depend on. It was always safe inside the walls. But more so, it was safer for the people she cared and loved for not to see this side of her. Much easier on them.

Walking through the front door, she drops her bags by the hatstand, absentmindedly making her way to her room. She could still feel the essences of her friends; their love radiated within the walls bringing a smile to her lips. Stopping in the doorway of the small living room she leaves a note for them both before carrying on to her room. A small click behind her and she was shut out from the world once more, a piano piece seeping from the cracks.*

Yeishia and Rider,
Thank you for stopping by. I love your ideas. Please feel free to leave any notes, character profiles, pictures of inspiration or anything else here.

My heart to you both,
- Shy

PS - Please feel free to stay. Forgive me if I leave you two some privacy.

 

[ShyMystica]

Moonlight Sonata
Claudio Arrau Schumann: Romanze from "Faschingsswank aus Wien"
Frédéric Chopin: Prelude No. 15 in D Flat Major, Op. 28 'Raindrop'
Sergei Rachmaninov: 'Tears'
Tchaikovsky - The Seasons : June