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[kiten69]

*waits patiently*

damn i've been waiting a while

 

[bashfull]

damn i've been waiting a while

oops. guess i'll have to make it up to ya, my dear. **pets Kitten**

 

[kiten69]

oops. guess i'll have to make it up to ya, my dear. **pets Kitten**

Hmmm. . .the many ways I can think of for you to "make it up" to me.

. . .can start with a massage, my back is KILLING me!

 

[bashfull]

Hmmm. . .the many ways I can think of for you to "make it up" to me.

. . .can start with a massage, my back is KILLING me!

How about I start by drawing you very hot bath in a deep soaking tub? Lights off, merely the flickering of the candles glancing across your radiance. Wait...let me help you with those clothes. And then offer you my hand as you step into the tub. Just relax...sip the chilled wine, let the heat infuse you, take away your stress. I'm here, darlin'. Washing your hair...running the soap over your body (oops, it slipped, honest! ) After, I shall massage you.

 

[kiten69]

How about I start by drawing you very hot bath in a deep soaking tub? Lights off, merely the flickering of the candles glancing across your radiance. Wait...let me help you with those clothes. And then offer you my hand as you step into the tub. Just relax...sip the chilled wine, let the heat infuse you, take away your stress. I'm here, darlin'. Washing your hair...running the soap over your body (oops, it slipped, honest! ) After, I shall massage you.

Now that sounds like a plan

 

[bashfull]

Now that sounds like a plan

Good. Consider it done, then!

 

[kiten69]

Good. Consider it done, then!

 

[bashfull]

You just have to keep your hands (among other things) off me long enough to take care of ya!

 

[kiten69]

You just have to keep your hands (among other things) off me long enough to take care of ya!

*hands you some rope*

that should do the trick

 

[bashfull]

*hands you some rope*

that should do the trick

that's my gal.

 

[kiten69]

that's my gal.

Hope you tie good knots. . .I have a way of "wiggling" out.

 

[bashfull]

Hope you tie good knots. . .I have a way of "wiggling" out.

I do. But I love watching you wiggle. *perk*

 

[kiten69]

I do. But I love watching you wiggle. *perk*

*sits perfectly still*

 

[bashfull]

*sits perfectly still*

Hmm...someone is in a fiesty mood today.

 

[kiten69]

Hmm...someone is in a fiesty mood today.

 

[bashfull]

The chill shivers my bare skin as I sit here draining the last dredges of the bottle...and my hopes. Hope for the continuation of what we have...or had. I glance over at your slumbering, supple form adorning my bed.

The passion of our intense melding still evident. Though our bodies joined, I feel as though you've retreated. Retreated behind some veil of hidden thoughts and activities. Once, we shared everything. We discussed our wants, our desires, our fantasies without fear of recourse. We disclosed our acts, our fears to each other.

As of late, however, I feel that burden you bear of keeping something from me. Oh, your body responded well enough to my kisses, my hands, my taste, and my arousal. But even in our passion, I could feel that restraint. It has been there for days, now.

I watch the last droplet of red wine roll along the side of the tilted glass as I open and savor it's taste on my tongue. I recall how moments ago I savored your taste on my tongue. The sensational smoothness of the inside of your thighs against my cheeks as my tongue flicked and lapped at your nectar. The way your hips rose to meet me, your body pleading where your words couldn't for me to devour you.

I bring my fingers to my lips where your smell and taste still lingers. I replay in my mind how, my head buried in your pelvis, I looked up your body to watch your face contorted in extacy. How you turned your head to bite the inside of your arm. The way your eyes fluttered. The intense rapture respendent in your expression. The panting as I refused you release. Your beseeching exquisite anguish in the denial of your orgasm. Till, finally unable to withhold any longer, and no longer able to coherently speak, your hands found their way to my head, pushing, pleading with me to take you over the edge. Pushing my tongue against you, my chin flush with your pelvis, you hips reaching and begging for more, I allowed you that release.

So what is it that you hide from me, I wonder. Another? Do you fear my pain or fear losing me? Did you dream I wouldn't take notice of the distance between us, especially now that we are together? The rushed calls, the delayed return of messages, the early turn in's, the distracting conversations?

Sigh...your body so innocent now slumbering. Even with this shadow upon us, you arouse me beyond measure. And I know that in a few minutes, I shall again take you, ravishing you this time. That passion that comes with the fear of the ending of passion.

 

[Noor]

Hey Iceman, very nice!

 

[bashfull]

Hey Iceman, very nice!

Howdy, darlin'. Thank you. Not the usually raunchy erotic stuff, but it just kinda felt right. I might try to add more to it. How are you?

 

[BeachGurl2]

The chill shivers my bare skin as I sit here draining the last dredges of the bottle...and my hopes. Hope for the continuation of what we have...or had. I glance over at your slumbering, supple form adorning my bed.

The passion of our intense melding still evident. Though our bodies joined, I feel as though you've retreated. Retreated behind some veil of hidden thoughts and activities. Once, we shared everything. We discussed our wants, our desires, our fantasies without fear of recourse. We disclosed our acts, our fears to each other.

As of late, however, I feel that burden you bear of keeping something from me. Oh, your body responded well enough to my kisses, my hands, my taste, and my arousal. But even in our passion, I could feel that restraint. It has been there for days, now.

I watch the last droplet of red wine roll along the side of the tilted glass as I open and savor it's taste on my tongue. I recall how moments ago I savored your taste on my tongue. The sensational smoothness of the inside of your thighs against my cheeks as my tongue flicked and lapped at your nectar. The way your hips rose to meet me, your body pleading where your words couldn't for me to devour you.

I bring my fingers to my lips where your smell and taste still lingers. I replay in my mind how, my head buried in your pelvis, I looked up your body to watch your face contorted in extacy. How you turned your head to bite the inside of your arm. The way your eyes fluttered. The intense rapture respendent in your expression. The panting as I refused you release. Your beseeching exquisite anguish in the denial of your orgasm. Till, finally unable to withhold any longer, and no longer able to coherently speak, your hands found their way to my head, pushing, pleading with me to take you over the edge. Pushing my tongue against you, my chin flush with your pelvis, you hips reaching and begging for more, I allowed you that release.

So what is it that you hide from me, I wonder. Another? Do you fear my pain or fear losing me? Did you dream I wouldn't take notice of the distance between us, especially now that we are together? The rushed calls, the delayed return of messages, the early turn in's, the distracting conversations?

Sigh...your body so innocent now slumbering. Even with this shadow upon us, you arouse me beyond measure. And I know that in a few minutes, I shall again take you, ravishing you this time. That passion that comes with the fear of the ending of passion.

A new voice from you. I like it. Where have you been hiding lately, hon? Missed you.

 

[bashfull]

A new voice from you. I like it. Where have you been hiding lately, hon? Missed you.

*hugsgropeskisses*

Well, howdy, darlin! Tis more like where have YOU been?

 

[BeachGurl2]

*hugsgropeskisses*

Well, howdy, darlin! Tis more like where have YOU been?

I'll take those gropes, thank you very much.

I've been around, lurking mostly. And you always know just where to find me when you want me.

 

[bashfull]

I'll take those gropes, thank you very much.

I've been around, lurking mostly. And you always know just where to find me when you want me.

you're never around even there, darlin'. *pout* you could email me, pm, or leave me an offline sometime, yanno.

 

[BeachGurl2]

you're never around even there, darlin'. *pout* you could email me, pm, or leave me an offline sometime, yanno.

I'm always there, just invisible. All you have to do is ping me. Um, wait, did that come out right?

 

[bashfull]

I'm always there, just invisible. All you have to do is ping me. Um, wait, did that come out right?

pinging? is THAT what you're calling it now?

 

[BeachGurl2]

pinging? is THAT what you're calling it now?

Hey, it's been a long dry spell. We can call it anything you want . . .