Perplexia's Pool Palace

Runs back in barely avoiding the cameras. Knowing that his claws tapping will be picked up on the microphones. reaches the hot tub's side he slides the tiles back in place so that the rings might not be discovered for some time. Looking at the fit maybe never he hopes. Cartwheels past the camera and he is gone again.

just shakes her head smiling. If i had known he was that athletic :D
 
Wanders in deposits para cord, a sleeping mask, and a brand new custom pair or oil cured leather cuffs in to her hidden compartment by the hot tub. Stealth ravens in to her sleeping chambers. Closes all the blinds and curtains. Kiss her check. And fades out
 
Wanders in deposits para cord, a sleeping mask, and a brand new custom pair or oil cured leather cuffs in to her hidden compartment by the hot tub. Stealth ravens in to her sleeping chambers. Closes all the blinds and curtains. Kiss her check. And fades out

Smiles and grabs him pulling him into bed and smothering him with kisses
 
Seeing that she has been tucked in nice and snuggley. Goes down to kitchen fixes her a nice Spaghetti Alfredo with strips of chicken breast broiled in peach wine. With finely chopped bacon. With fresh asparagus on the side. And sautéed mushrooms also on the side. Each having its own place on the plate. Showing off the five star training he once had. Blending the peach sangria himself. Setting every thing on a hot&cold tray so it is fresh when she gets up. Programs a R2-D2 rc droid to take the tray to her when she wakes up.
 
Seeing that she has been tucked in nice and snuggley. Goes down to kitchen fixes her a nice Spaghetti Alfredo with strips of chicken breast broiled in peach wine. With finely chopped bacon. With fresh asparagus on the side. And sautéed mushrooms also on the side. Each having its own place on the plate. Showing off the five star training he once had. Blending the peach sangria himself. Setting every thing on a hot&cold tray so it is fresh when she gets up. Programs a R2-D2 rc droid to take the tray to her when she wakes up.

Is very surprised by the droid bringing her dinner in bed. And such a yummy meal too. mmmm mmm he's reinforcing my princess persona.
 

Comes in wedding his cabana boy out fit, towel draped over his arm. A tray of body oils, with a tumbler of her peach sangria. Good evening M'lady, how are we feeling?[/QUOTE]

My wonderful bird. Right now i am feeling like a princess. You take such good care of me. mmm more sangria, you aren't trying to get me intoxicated are you?
Dinner was delicious, thank you so much for spoiling me.
 
I... First to the question of intoxication... No that was not my intention but, I heard someone say that it made you horny. And it ain't a bad painkiller. The asparagus and sautéed portobellos were a gamble but its nice to see it played off. As for princessness not really I could some thing like this once a month without a second thought. More often if your kitchen can Handel my high class tastes. Real butter, real cream, fresh veggies, and the like.
 
I... First to the question of intoxication... No that was not my intention but, I heard someone say that it made you horny. And it ain't a bad painkiller. The asparagus and sautéed portobellos were a gamble but its nice to see it played off. As for princessness not really I could some thing like this once a month without a second thought. More often if your kitchen can Handel my high class tastes. Real butter, real cream, fresh veggies, and the like.

Whatever you need, you got it.
 
I thought you might see things my way. At least about me cooking. Now I should ask are there any food I should scratch off the menu? I love tomatoes however, folic acid hates me so it becomes a sometimes ingredient. Same thing with orange juice. This is not to say I won't use it. Just that sometimes when you want it I'll cook for just you... I Cook like a Italian a small batch is a meal for four. I never figured out how to cut the portions smaller than that.
 
I thought you might see things my way. At least about me cooking. Now I should ask are there any food I should scratch off the menu? I love tomatoes however, folic acid hates me so it becomes a sometimes ingredient. Same thing with orange juice. This is not to say I won't use it. Just that sometimes when you want it I'll cook for just you... I Cook like a Italian a small batch is a meal for four. I never figured out how to cut the portions smaller than that.

I'm a big tomato person, spaghetti, stromboli, pizza, calzones and cannolis are on my list of favorites. I love orange juice, but normally i just drink it not cook w/ it. I like to get the lots of pulp.

not really big on asparagus, but i do like fried okra,brussel sprouts, peas, green beans (fresh) spinach (fresh not canned), snow peas, fried rice with shrimp or chicken or eggs and ham. I love nuts, mexican type foods, and if i ever find the recipe peanut butter chicken. it's a chinese dish, and OH MY GOD
 
Sends the droid off to do dishes and cleaning. Deciding to give myself another pill and try this sleep thing again. Gathers up my feather pillows, and smelling his scent still linger lets me drift off for hopefully more than three hours.
 
Creeps in to her bed chamber. Plugs in a baby bottle warmer. Places a bottle of body oil in it. Takes a few moments to admire the beauty that is woman. Lights a aroma therapy candle. Set it on the night stand. Takes an old tee shirt and slides it over a spare pillow. Pins a note to it. And ever so carefully places the pillow near her face so she can smell him. The note reads call me when you wake lovely.
 
With one more glance he smiles. Tucks her in. Gently kisses her cheek. And as she reach for him in her sleep he moves the pillow in to place. Wishing he were the pillow is slips out of the room. Hoping her sleep will be restful.
 
The scent of him makes her growl in her sleep. She reaches over and pulls the pillow to her. Her dreams imagine that she must have acquired super hero strength because he was so light and pliable. Burying her head on the dream chest in her mind she strokes the top of the pillow as if it were his hair. "You smell so good" she mutters softly purring with contentment as in her dream he wraps himself around her shielding her from the world.
 
That's it! Its more than a Raven can handle! She did kind of ask for it. I Stealth Ravens back in. Checks the oil, its nice and warm. Careful raises the sheets to her hips. Starting at her feet he begins to rub the oil in to her skin. Toes, arches, hills, even the top of her feet. he's not going to miss an inch. And he doesn't give dam if he has to replace her sheets. he rubs all the kinks out of her feet, ankles, and calves. Up to her knees taking way more time than he wants to. After all he has heard where such things can lead. Her thighs carefully working to not be too seductive. He works at each and every ripple of mussel repeating only what makes her moan. And a third time for every place that make her moan wantonly. Up her hips and her ass. Working to her back be for stopping. Then restarting with her hands at the same speed till he reaches her shoulders. Shale I go farther? A grunt will do for a yes.
 
His hands are like magic. Her body responds to him bringing her out of her dream of sedation and tenderness.

Her eyes open and a smile crosses her lips. "I've missed you in my bed and the massaging of those hands." She grins at him and grunts and giggles.
 
Your wish is my command M'lady. He whispers in her ear. Hands return to their labor of love.from her shoulders to that magnificent ass. And back up her neck.repeatedly. he strokes, rubs, and massages. Slowly he moves his hands across her back, neck, and ass. Until he sure she couldn't move if she wanted to. Then slowly and carefully he roles her over and begins on her front. Shoulders, chest, sides, and stomach. Leavening nothing on lavished with his attentions.
 
Your wish is my command M'lady. He whispers in her ear. Hands return to their labor of love.from her shoulders to that magnificent ass. And back up her neck.repeatedly. he strokes, rubs, and massages. Slowly he moves his hands across her back, neck, and ass. Until he sure she couldn't move if she wanted to. Then slowly and carefully he roles her over and begins on her front. Shoulders, chest, sides, and stomach. Leavening nothing on lavished with his attentions.

Simply melts. Melts into a pile of goo, my eyes roll back in my head, my tongue hangs out like a dog whose tummy was just rubbed magnificently. "Oh i can get use to this, yes i can mmm hmm rarr"
 
Wakes up after four-ish hours of sleep with a half smile on my face. Curls into the bird and snuggles up with him. I could get into trouble by handcuffing him to the bed and waking him with kisses and teasing lips. But since i'm still paying for the last time i did that, probably not one of my best ideas.

Slides out of bed and down to the kitchen. Brews him a fresh pot of coffee, and makes him french toast with sausage links, bacon (I mean really why choose when you can have both), home fries, and fresh strawberries and cantaloupe.

Puts his food tray in the warmer and programs the droid that when he wakens take him a freshly poured cup of coffee with real cream, and sugar on the side. Real butter for his french toast, and the food tray that's set up in the warmer.

Pins a note to the droid for him "If you were a rock, i'd want to be paper so i could wrap around you".
 
Body moves, hands shoot up, eyes open. The human brain needs approximately three one hundreds of a second to send and receive signal. It takes him ten times that to be at full awareness. Everything in sight from laying to sitting taken in processed, evaluated, and catalogued. No threats why... Because its a new bed, a new room, and a new day... Sets the lamp back down. Rubs his face. Dose she have any idea what she is getting herself in to?... I should tell her. Oh that's right. Reaches over and pushes the intercom. Good morning Plexi dear. How are you? And who aren't you in bed? Oh coffee! Your forgiven.
 
Sniffs the coffee, not instant adds two teaspoons of sugar, a splash of cream, stirs, and sips... Not decaf. What other treasures dose she have for us? French toast, bacon, home fries and fruit. Nicely done little one.digs in. Reads the note shakes his head no no that's my job. Smiles finally crawls out of bed. Takes a nice hot shower.
 
Comes in from a day of errands and painstakingly mind pounding trouble with the pc, to see the droid return to the kitchen with the empty tray. I hear the water starting and know the bird is enjoying himself a hot shower. Places the sack of groceries on the counter and mixes up the meatloaf. Puts the pot on the stove for the mash potatoes and begins breaking up the freshly picked green beans. Takes a moment and press' the intercom button. "Morning afternoon evening darling, i'm in the kitchen when you're done."
 
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