The Mansion

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*laughs*
Now this sounds like something Daddy would do to me.

 

[RainingHeat]

*laughs*
Now this sounds like something Daddy would do to me.

OMG... I was reading that and just arrowing down thru each line and got to the sandwich part and burst out laughing..

 

[DarkWarrioress]

OMG... I was reading that and just arrowing down thru each line and got to the sandwich part and burst out laughing..

It made me laugh too but it's so FD. I adore his sense of humor.

 

[RainingHeat]

It made me laugh too but it's so FD. I adore his sense of humor.

There really is nothing better than a man (Dom or not) with a sense of humor!!!

 

[DarkWarrioress]

There really is nothing better than a man (Dom or not) with a sense of humor!!!

Damn straight. If you're going to lure me into intensity, where I willing go, then you better be able to go to the other side of the spectrum and make me laugh too. Besides, sex with laughter now and then, brings something extra special to the relationship, imo.

 

[Light Ice]

Again movement. This time, unlike before, there is no maid scurrying from the room. He slips from the door instead. Unshaven. His features are set in a near scowl. It is has it has always been. Direct. Purposeful. His movements take him downstairs. A pair of roses left upon the counter, wrapped by delicate ribbon where the thornless stems have been twined.

And then he's beyond, through the french doors of the kitchen to the Garden. Beyond, still, towards the barn that's oft neglected.

The great secret is that it's his newest project. Long hours spent there. Construction. The massive doors are drawn shut behind him with the thud of a crossbar securing them from within. The fact he was shirtless, without shoes, and clad only in low-worn sweats seems to have escaped him.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Again movement. This time, unlike before, there is no maid scurrying from the room. He slips from the door instead. Unshaven. His features are set in a near scowl. It is has it has always been. Direct. Purposeful. His movements take him downstairs. A pair of roses left upon the counter, wrapped by delicate ribbon where the thornless stems have been twined.

And then he's beyond, through the french doors of the kitchen to the Garden. Beyond, still, towards the barn that's oft neglected.

The great secret is that it's his newest project. Long hours spent there. Construction. The massive doors are drawn shut behind him with the thud of a crossbar securing them from within. The fact he was shirtless, without shoes, and clad only in low-worn sweats seems to have escaped him.

She had the music up loud so she didn't hear any movement from above. Finally, she left the study for the kitchen to fix something to eat. She hadn't bothered with dinner last night, too tired. It had been a long time since she had felt that way.

Skittering into the kitchen, she spotted two roses on the kitchen counter. entwined, thornless with a ribbon. She knows. It's been awhile. She had begun to wonder if he was ever going to surface or had simply moved out. Picking up the roses, she sniffed their gentle fragrance before she found a vase for them, filling it with water and keeping the ribbon out of the way, set the roses in it. He was the first man who brought her flowers, not just roses either. The flowers varied, but she always enjoyed the ones he left for her.

With lunch in one hand, she carried the vase in the other and set both on her desk before she went back to working on fleshing out a few things for new threads or the one that hasn't begun yet.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

For Daddy

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Feeling protected, secure and loved....
What more could a girl ask for?

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[DarkWarrioress]

As a reminder to me that music is as much a
part of my soul as writing is.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*softly snickers*
I've lost count how many times
I've heard this or some variation thereof lately.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

 

[RainingHeat]

~ peeks in and waves good morning to DW ~

 

[DarkWarrioress]

~ peeks in and waves good morning to DW ~

Morning, Rain

 

[RainingHeat]

Hope this Sunday finds you well.. DW...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Hope this Sunday finds you well.. DW...

It does. *smiles* And I hope the day bodes well for you.

 

[RainingHeat]

Thanks DW... I am feeling better, which is a good thing..

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Thanks DW... I am feeling better, which is a good thing..

Yes. *smiles and hugs* I'm glad to hear that.

 

[RainingHeat]

yeah, being sick is never fun... meds are a good thing.. (was at the dr Friday that is how sick I was... ick)