Aristocratic ~Delights~

Frederick

The dual pleasure of Shyala's sweet mouth and Cassandra's intriguing ministrations upon my posterior. My head swims with desire. Rising me to new hieghts of lust.

Shaila flipping herself over before like a bitch in heat, offering herself so eagerly. Cassandra's voice so sublime and tempting, how could I refuse, "Of course milady, I would happily oblige her interests," I say not looking back and seizing Shaila's hips. With one powerful, manly motion I plunge deep into her niave and innocent ass. She gasps with pain and surprise. I grin at the knowledge that I will be the key to unlock all her locks to the pleasueres of men. Surely, no brothel of Venice had wenches as willing as this honorable house.

I thrusted and drove her, gripping her hips to keep her from fleeing my attack. Smiling as I plunged and stoked her fires. Gripped tight by her flinching anal walls. Rough as an inquisitor's irons, I took her with wild abandon. Thinking of what to do with her willing companion in sin after I had enjoyed her virginal ass. I was swooning to her cries when I felt something behind me...
 
Cassandra

*I watch as he delves into her ass, a man possessed of a mission he has no wish to stop. I hear her surprised gasp as he breaches yet another virgin passage, and smile to myself. Just before he is about to retreat to again delve into Shaiya's mysteries, I stand and position myself just behind him, and as he makes his temporary retreat, I make an entrance of my own, entering into his anus with my phallus, thusting just as harshly as I had seen him do to Shaiya.*

*I feel him tense at the sudden invasion of his own anus. This is the moment I live for. I know that his ego is now warring with his need for release, that he had thought himself in complete control of the situation. I love shattering that illusion in men such as he. I could tell from my ministrations just previous that he, to, had held this passage as virgin territory, and had not expected to have it breached. Knowing men as I do, however, I know that his cock will win over in this battle, and he will continue on with Shaiya, allowing me to initiate him at the same instance that he is initiating her. The irony is almost as delicious to me as the sensations of the sex that is now going on.*

*As he continues to pump into Shaiya, I continue to pump into him, using his own motion to force the continuation of the pattern that is being established. Soon, I feel that his impulse is just as strong to push back as it is to push forward as he is beginning to enjoy the feelings of the invasion of his own ass. Looking at Shaiya, I see that she is about to have her climax, so I reach down to the ball sack of this man, and pinch the sensitive skin just underneath, causing him to flood into Shaiya just as she reaches her peak.*
 
Shaiya

*Feeling his hard cock rub against my sweet door, laying my head forward and letting my hair fall in front of my face, waiting for the filling feeling to come back to me. Suddenly shockwaves of pain and fire shoot thru every nerve of my body, I jerk fiercely back, as he invades my back door. Crying out*
O my gods, are you insane!

*feeling the heat build, and the pleasure mount as he continues to drive into me. His strong hands on my hips guiding me backward, holding my body to him, overwhelming pleasure quickly replacing my pain and heat of desire quickly taking over my nerves. *
Yyyyyeeeessssssssssss

*Thrusts doubling in power as Cassandra enters, and forces him into me farther, feeling her hands snake to his waist, fingernails rubbing lightly on my ass. Driving us both, his hands holding me, his body forcing us both back, bearing my shivering body down hard on his cock. Breath quickening, passion builcing, sweat covering my forehead. Arching my back, and riding the waves of passion overtaking my body. Crying out with a lust I had never felt before*
AAaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
 
*The pure sexual energy pervading the room pushed me over the edge of sensuality, and I felt shuddering waves of pleasure washing over me, my own, private experience.

I allow the phallus I am wearing to leave the anus of the tall stranger as I look at the two people now collapsed on the bed. The echoes of Shaiya's lust filling my mind. I smile to myself. Yes, her fear of the unknown of sex with a man should now be well taken care of. There were many more things to explore with her, but I felt that she had experienced enough.*

Shaiya, love, perhaps you should introduce me to your friend. I know that we met at dinner, but I am afraid I don't remember his name. Is that wicked of me, my sweet?

*Smiling at them both, I lower myself to a reclined position, the phallus I am still wearing falling over to lie on the bed. Reaching down to caress it, I look into the man's eyes, smiling at him.*

It seems that tonight was a new experience for more than just one of us. I trust that you found the experience to be ~enjoyable~.

*Reaching out with my other hand, I run my fingernails along the side of his face, leaving long red scratches down it as I do. Then I lean over to give him a deep, passionate kiss.*

That was a wonderful experience lover.

*Leaning over to where Shaiya lay, shivvering still in passions throes, I run a delicate finger along the bridge of her nose.*

Shaiya, dearest, how do you feel?
 
*laying foward on the bed in almost utter exhaustion, heat dominating my senses. Cassandra's words come like a distant dream. Smiling warmly, softly laughing at sudden introductions.*
Ooo Cassandra. This is Frederick, he's one of the german merchants just traveling thru. Isn't he just absolutely ~Dreamy~.
Frederick, this is Cassandra. She is the lady of the house. Or was before I came here this morning. It's been such a first day I'll say!

*Shivering all over with ecstacy and my newly found excitements. Passionate fatigue taking my thoughts*
Oooo Cassandra, at first it was scarey, but now,,, OOoo now.. it's soo wonderful.. I'm sooo tired tho...
can we talk about it more over breakfast?

*pulling up the coverlets of the bed, covering all of us. Sighing softly and pressing my back into Frederick's side. Cuddling up and glad that the candles are so close to burning themselves out, to just let them. *
Good night Frederick, I'll see you off in the morning. Good night sweet Cassandra, you are such a true friend.
 
Frederick

I lay there in the midst of two beautiful women. My cock tingling with the bliss of having devoured one. My ass cringing and adjusting to the blissful aftermath of invasion. I snake an arm under each of these lovilies' necks and pull them tight to me under the furs.

A realization washes over me like a torential rain, Cassandra, used me. Not only as a vessle for her devil's toy, but as a medium to fuck Shyala.

That thought burned my mind deep into the night, allowing for no sleep at all....

I remeber the first traces of dawn before slumber took me. Their beautiful warmth surrounding me, I surendered to paradise...
 
Cassandra

*The first sense that begins to stir in me the next morning is the sense of smell. I smell sex. It is an unmistakable aroma, and one I have always been overly fond of. Then memories of the previous day and night begin to enter my head. I smile as I open my eyes, turning onto my side. Shaiya is curled on her side, her back to me, and between us, sprawled on his back, is the tall German, I believe she said his name is Frederick.

My eyes sweep over him, and I feel the stirrings of early morning lust beginning to grip me. Then I realize that I had fallen asleep with my toy still strapped to me. Laughing softly to myself, I unbuckle the soft leather and let it fall to the floor beside the bed with a soft thud.

Turning my attention to Frederick, still snoring softly, I gently run my fingers down his chest to test his level of consciousness. He doesn't even murmur. Ah, good.

My fingers travel down to his sleeping penus, and I delicately begin to toy with it. I don't want to rush things, because I have a plan in mind. I want to enter his dreams, and I want to be riding him when he awakens. It is a difficult game to succeed at, and takes time and patience.

As my fingers gently dance over his penis, I feel it begin to stir. Slowly, slowly, it begins to awaken, while Frederick remains asleep. I tease his hardening penus gently with my fingers until it is firm enough for me to have more fun with. Gently, I lift myself up and slowly stradle him, taking care to wake neither Frederick nor Shaiya as I do so. When I am securely mounted to Frederick, I begin to ride, slowly at first, and then with increasing vigor. Reaching down, I roughly run my fingernails along his jaw to wake him up....*
 
Frederick

...(the dream begins)....

I am floating. Somewhere across the spiney tops of the trees of the black forest. Azure skies of infinity sweep out before me, disrupted by puffs of woolen clouds. The songs of birds echoing through my ears. My senses alive, every nerve, every blood vessle coursing with firery blood. Aflame with hellish lust. My eyes close, but the sensations remains.

Tingling floood, swelling my shaft to life. Coaxed by the fingers of angels, guiding me to heaven's gate. My neck twitches, fingers ball into fists, thighs clench and flex. My spine tightens and relaxes as waves of bliss surround my starving member. My breath in the scattering altitudes quakes and gasps. A rustling wind glides across the bare skin of my chest. Swooping below my throbbing and reaching shaft, across my legs....

Suddenly I am at once swallowed by heated liquids. Tearing of my chest by razor claws. My eyes spring open. I thrust hard, shaking the bed. Suddenly, I am in that magical bed chamber once more. The ravisher of my ass, now riding my shaft. Savoring my girth within her morning molten depths. Once again as wanton as a heated mare in the hieght of the season. Attacking my lust with her harlot's desire.

Thrusting and pumping into her, uncontained and instinctual I drive into her desire greased oven. Her rippling walls seizing and pulling upon my shaft as I drive on. Drove by the madness of my own desire. Seeking to conjure those sweet sounds of bliss from her demoness lips.
 
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Cassandra

*I can feel a shift in the energy as soon as he becomes conscious. It is as if a partially tamed animal has just broken its restraints, and is leaping toward me. His hips surge up, thrusting his ever hardening cock deeper and deeper into me. I feel my knees begining to leave the mattress with the force of his thrusts, and throw my hands out to stop myself from falling. Grasping his shoulders, I begin to moan deeply in my throat, more a growl than a moan. Ecstacy floods through me with each thrust of his hips, and I grind my pelvis into him, gripped as I am in the throes of such passion. Leaning down, my lips meet his, and our tongues begin to duel, fighting each other to gain superiority. I dig my nails into his shoulders, feeling the warm sticky sensation of blood as it seeps from the wounds I have inflicted on him.

Pushing myself to a sitting position, I arch my back, forcing his hips flat against the mattress once again. Bending my knees and placing my feet flat on the mattress, I flip my long blonde hair over one shoulder and brace my hands on his chest. Raising myself, I begin to slowly lower back down onto his massive, erect penis before I raise again, ever so slowly, torturing and tormenting both of us with my play. He moves to put his hands on my hips, and I raise my hands to slap them down on his chest, staring into his eyes, the battle of wills beginning. I see his eyes flash, and feel mine flashing in return. His hands return to my hips, and I raise up at that precise moment, feeling him beginning to slide out of me. I hear a harsh intake of breath and look into his eyes again, the challenge plain in my face. I feel his hands fall away, and at that moment, choose to slam down completely upon his erection. I feel a convulsion race through him. Again I raise myself so that he is almost completely out of me before slamming back down, our eyes in a constant battle.

Suddenly, I hear a sharp gasp, followed by a soft sigh. As one, our eyes turn, looking into the wide, and slightly shocked eyes of Shaiya...*
 
Shaiya

*Waking slowly thru a haze of dream, muffled sighs and a growl comes to my ears. The coverlets seem to be slipping, rolling over in hopes to catch more sleep and feeling the heat of the dawn against my face. Rolling the other way to find sweet rest and finding myself falling on the floor, coverlets and all. Gasping out sharply, sitting up to see Cassandra sitting on top of frederick*
By St Bridget! What are you doing?!?

*Staring open mouthed as they both turned to look at me. Turning suddenly very embarassed and flushing from head to toe, looking down quickly*
I mean.. Uhmm.. I..

*They both laughed at me. Cassandra threw her head back warmly smiled and laughed. Then stated calmly. "Using the morning wood my sweet. Maybe I'll give you the next one." Her warm eyes and nature just seemed to soothe me. I watched as she rode and drove and ground against his hips. Closing my eyes and listening to soft moans and whimpers utnil a burst of synchronized animalistic eruption. I gasped and could just feel my thighs get wet. Waiting until they were finished. Ringing for breakfast from the servants. Turning back to Frederick as he pulls on his breeches and blows kisses, smiling warmly and pulling on a silken shift. Waiting for breakfast to arrive.*
I've had a wonderful night. I hope that the next time you have to travel you consider staying here again.
 
Frederick

"I most certainly will, milady," I say with a sweeping bow to Lady Shaiya just as servants arrive with a morning meal for three. Shaiya and Cassandra chat contently, I watch as Cassandra's insatiable eyes devour Shaiya's body. The meal was light, but my exersions of last night and this morning made me feel cheated of a full meal.

After we were finished eating I was scurried down to the courtyard and with perfuntory pecks from both ladies of the house I was dismissed. As the portcullis lowered behind me and I cast one last long glance at earthly heaven, The last thign I caught was Cassandra kissing Shaiya, one hand wound in the folds of her skirt at her ass.

I found that I was staring back at the house from afar, feeling every bump in the road, so divinely full, through the rough wood of my wagon as I disappeared. Wishing, wishing, praying to return to thier welcoming arms once more.



OOC: Thank you ladies for allowing me to play in your funhouse for a time. The pleasure was all mine.
 
OOC: Thank you so much for your writing talent and imagination. It added more than I can say to this thread. Frederick is going to stay in my mind for a long time.

IC: I watched as the traveler began his journey again, visions rushing through my mind of his hands on Shaiya's body, his penis thrusting into every available oriface. Just the thought of it stirred my passions. Turning my eyes to her, I pull her willing body toward mine. She turns her eyes to mine, and I lower my head to give her a gentle kiss, and then wrap my arms around her in an embrace at once filled with both passion and the joy of a growing friendship.
 
OOC: It was great writing with you Swash, thanks for being my "first". *smiling warmly* Your talent has added a lot to this story. I'm going to enjoy memories of Frederick for a while.

IC: Watching as the traveler made his way down the road, leaving my new home. Sensations and memories flood from last night. Experiences never explored before, enjoying the warmth spreading, pulled to Cassandre. Kissing her passionately, and enjoying the feel of her body against mine. Embracing her warmly as the traveler disappears down the hillside.
I think I'm really going to enjoy it here.
*Looking over the wall to the courtyard, and off to the gardens. Enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. Entwining my arm around Cassandra's*
It's such a nice morning, I think a walk in that garden over there would be nice. It seems to catch the suns rays well.
*pointing to an out of the way rose garden off the side of the tower*
What would you think?
 
*The cool, fresh air of the morning fills my lungs, and the golden sunlight falling upon everything around me makes me feel like I have entered a fairy tale. Looking over at Shaiya, I smile.*

The rose garden? What a simply wonderful idea. You haven't seen it yet, have you? Our gardener is a marvel, he could make a pile of dead leaves bloom, if he chose. I believe that he may very well have magic in his hands.

*An expectant gleam lights my eyes as we make our way to the rose garden.*
 
Shaiya

*Wrapping my arm around Cassandra's waist, moving down the cold stairs and thru a hallway behind the great hall. Emergine outside, various rows of roses in the colors fo the rainbow met my eyes. A stone table and various benches were placed around. Aside from the occasional bird, we appeared to be alone.
The warm sun, the bright colors, and the new environment, and all the feelings flooded forward. Stumbling a bit and feeling faint*
Oooooo Maybe walking wasn't a great idea.

*Making our way over to the table, and sitting own and holding my head, feeling warm*
Oo Cassandra, I think I'm overwhelmed, the air is so different here. I think Im just going to sit a bit. It's all been a trifle much.

*fanning myself lightly, loosening the laes on the front of my dress, freeing my breasts, and panting softly.*
Perhaps lets just rest a bit in the sun.
 
Oh, Shaiya, please let me help you, dearest.

*Bending over her in concern, I further loosen her bodice, allowing her to breathe more fully.*

You must be careful, whenever you make moves such as the one you have just made. Air can be very different from one place to the next, I have heard. I hope the humors are agreeing with you.

*Cupping one breast, I run my fingers over the nipple, feeling it harden in response.*

You aren't showing any other symptoms, are you? Perhaps you should lie back and rest for just a few moments. Yesterday must have been quite a strain on you, all things considered.

*Moving a chair in front of Shaiya, I pull her feet onto my lap, pulling off the slippers, and running my hand up under her skirt, caressing just behind her knee.*

You should take better care of yourself, Shaiya. Don't try to overdo. Save your energy for more enjoyable things.
 
Shaiya

*Sighing and laying back, enjoying the feeling of Cassandra's hand on my breast. Feeling my nipples harden in the cool air.*
Oh, I'm sure it's just all the excitement catching up with me. A sit in the cool air will do me well.

*leaning myself back against the table, and letting Cassandra prop my feet. Blushing a little and sitting up slightly as she reaches my knee, looking around a moment.*
Are you sure we're ~alone~?

*Muscles instantly relaxing to the touch and sitting back again. Letting my open breasts feel the warmth of the sun*
More enjoyable things does sound very nice tho, and that does feel very good.
 
CHRETIEN VALLETT

It had been a long journey, a dusty jarring ride that made every muscle in Chretien's body ache. There is business to attend to here at the manor house. He was greeted graciously at the door and told to wait in the sunlit ante chamber on the second floor while his sleeping quarters were prepared. The master of the house would properly receive him later after he had the opportunity to clean up. At 32, he was considered old by modern standards, the soldiers were now vastly younger than he. His jet black hair and wiry frame made him look younger and less experienced than he really was.

Chretien was in no hurry, he enjoyed the warm sun on his face as he drifted over to the open parapet. As he drew closer he heard feminine voices coming from the gardens below. Leaning out, he was shocked by what he saw. Two women were below, one young nymph had her breasts free from here clothes, the other with cat like grace and feral eyes traced her hand on her partner's knee, slowly rising up towards her thigh. Control she believes she has, clearly this was a woman used to getting her way. His eyes narrowed at the sights before him. Perhaps he has come across a worthy opponent, he prayed that she was as clever as she was beautiful. The nymph was delicious, her countenance simple and happy.

Transfixed by these images Chretien idly increased the amount of time that he would ask remain in this place. He had much to do here...
 
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Cassandra

Oh, Shaiya, who other than servants could possibly see us? And do you think they would dare disturb us? *laughing softly* You are such a worrier. You should learn to relax more.

*Leaning forward, I softly trace my tongue along the outside edge of her lips, smiling at the intake of breath at my actions. As I feel her arms circle around my neck, I move my hand further up her leg, caressing the soft curve of her hip. Moving my other hand up to her face, I trace her brow line. With my teeth, I nibble on her lower lip before sitting back and looking deeply into her eyes.*

So, Shaiya, you haven't said, how do you like France so far? Has it been everything you were expecting it to be?
 
Shaiya

*Meliting into your kiss, enjoying the feel of your teeth. Sliding My hands to your waist, and sighing softly as you release me. Sighing and smiling at your question*
Oo my.. Well.. to be prudent, when father wrote and said I was to come here, I was rather dissheveled. But now that I've come here, I'm rather looking forward to staying.
The air is warm, and the countryside is very green. And it's sunny. I don't see the sun in Worcester, and I can't seem to get out of it here.

*leaning back arching my breasts up to the warmth*
Don't think Im complaining, I would never complain to come here, it's been more than hospitable. And You've done such wonders for me.

*leaning over and kissing you, using my hands to undo your laces, and placing little kisses along the tops of your breasts*
I'm not ungrateful, far be it from me. Just it's all new

*kissing down and snaking my toungue out to flick a nipple*
I'm very grateful for all your hospitality... really
*kissing the other nipple*
 
Cassandra

*As Shaiya's hands loosen my laces, I sigh. The feel of her lips on my flesh intoxicates me. Ah, yes, I could get used to feeling like this. Leaning back, I feel the sun falling onto my naked breasts, and on impulse, stand up and pull my dress completely off of my body. Raising my arms above my head, I stretch, loving the feel of the sun on my more-exposed flesh, wearing only a shift. Twirling around, I see the roses blooming in profusion around me, and stroll over to a nearby bush, examining the blood red blooms. Feeling eyes following my every movement, I turn and see Shaiya watching me, the beginnings of a smile on her lips. Turning again to the roses, I examine them until I find one that is just beginning to open and I carefully snap the stem, holding it so that I am not pricked by the thorns. Walking back to Shaiya, I run the petals of the rose down her cheek, and over the tops of her breasts. A drop of dew falls onto one of her breasts, and begins to run down the curve, but I lean down and catch it with my tongue, and then move my mouth slowly up the curve of her neck to her ear, biting it gently before leaning back to look more directly into her eyes.*

"I think I could very much come to enjoy having you here as a companion, Shaiya."
 
Shaiya

*Eyes wide as Casasndra drops her dress. Looking around quickly, seeing a glint on the wall but by second glance it's gone. Looking at Cassandra, a vision of beauty and gracee and playful dancing in the roses. Her warm cheeks, her round supple breasts swaying freely. Smiling warmly at her.
The feel of the soft petals, uncomparable to the feel of her soft lips against my skin. Arching up to her touch, sighing as her breath passes by mmy ear. Purring in pleasure as she sits back.*

You are truly a joy. I wish we could just stay and play in this garden all day. Tonight we have to recieve my fathers first guest. I will have to be lady of the house. He'll be passing on to his own land tomorrow. But tonight I have to put up with your uncle again. Does he always talk so much?

*smiling and admiring Cassandra in the sunlight, the way the sunbeams struck her skin. Her eyes warm and dancing. Delicious to my eyes*
 
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CHRETIEN

Chretien watched from his vantage point an unseen voyeur to the tranquil scene in the garden below. What had started as mild flirtations between the pair had now blossomed into a full fledged sexual encounter!

He heard a name float up to him Cassandra . How delicious she was as he saw her step out of her dress. Ah, perhaps there is truth in her name. From the Iliad, Cassandra was a woman who saw the future accurately, but who was fated never to be believed. We shall see about that Chretien mused, we shall see.

Fully naked now she bent before the nymph rose petals in hand as she kissed her chest. Chretien hardened, as confining as his pants were, the sight of Cassandra's bare perfectly round ass excited him to the point of distraction. He longed to join them their in the secluded enclave to add to the lust that was being played out before him.

The young nymph's eyes swiveled about looking for any signs that they were being watched. Chretien barely had time to duck behind the great gray wall before he was seen. He peeked out again, lifting one eye above the parapet before he breathed a sigh of relief. He was still undiscovered. His hardness begged him for release, he reached down and unbuttoned himself. Casually he stroked himself, as watched the women below. She had two fine breasts after all surely Cassandra could only please one at a time. He had an empty mouth !

His eagerness made him careless. He leaned against the parapet and an ornamental stone at the end fell from its perch, landing with a huge crash on the hard rock path below. Frantically he ducked again, and lay still. His heart was pounding and he quickly redressed. The faint sounds of laughter and frivolity below had stopped. He remained motionless not knowing whether he would be discovered or not ...
 
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Cassandra

*At the sound of a heavy object falling off the balcony, Shaiya squeels and jumps up, running to hide behind the chair behind me. Startled by the loud sound, I jump, but then look up, seeing the tell-tale shift of fabric at the open window. Standing up slowly, I position myself directly in sight of the window, hands at my hips.*

Whoever is up there, show yourselves right now. If I am going to be putting on a show, don't you think it is at least fair for me to know who the audience is?

*Gazing up into the darkened room above, I strain to make out any figure, knowing that the servants, all of whom had been working in the house for years, would not have been spying on my activities. Then, thinking, I remember what Shaiya had just been saying to me. Turning, I walk over to her and kneel down, my shift billowing slightly as I crouch.*

Shaiya, love, come, there is nothing to fear. You are in, for all intents and purposes, your own home. The servants would do anything asked of them, either by you, or by me. There is nothing here to harm you.

*Reaching out a hand, I readjust her dress so that she is more fully covered before picking up my own dress with regret.*

What was that you were just saying about a guest of your father's? Did you know when he was arriving? Just what do you know of this man?

*Turning to face the offending window once again, I raise the dress over my head and slowly allow it to fall down over me once again, not bothering with the lacings at that time. I then walk over to a seat and settle myself down before calling back up through the window.*

Tell me, sir, are you the expected visitor? Perhaps you would be kind enough to show yourself, possibly find your courange and come to join us? What possible harm could two frail women do to you? You have nothing to fear, you should not feel it necessary to hide in the shadows as you do.
 
*shocked and startled by the falling rock, shrieking and dodging behind the chair. Cassandra bravely stands to the wall. Shocked at her brazeness, yet admiring her strength. Going to her quickly, and sighing regretfully as she dresses. Covering up. Looking up at the wall, trying to discern any form of life. Taking a deep breath and calling out*
Merry Met, I'm the lady of the house Shaiya of Huntington, and I demand you come out hither! I could have you strung over a barrel as punishment if you don't come out.

*Stepping up near the rocks and looking up, trying to see anything I could*
I'll only have to meet you tonight anyway.... why not meet under more intimate circumstances, rather than have your face recognized by the house. It would only be proper to address it now.

*Turning back to kneel on the ground next to Cassandra's feet, laying my head on her lap, rather shaken, and yet my nipples still hard and breath quickening at the delicious thoughts*
 
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