QAR:The Private Rooms

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Gasps as he enters, feeling him deep inside her teeth become rough, inbedding themselves around the soft skin of his neck. Hands smooth down and up his sides, caressing his hips as he moves inside of her, her lips cupping about his adams apple as she kisses it. Moving to accept his girth

 

[GageWilliams]

Kat's Room

Feeling her teeth dig into his throat drives new feelings of complete arousal throughout his entire body. Even his cock became harder, as it slid back into her. He put his hands on her ass and lifted her easily, giving her ass a little squeeze as he flipped her again, onto her back, so that he could manipulate the full length of his cock. He made love to her gently, but firmly, pushing all of his length into her. Again, he nibbled on her throat, chin and lips as he established the pace.

 

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Gets flipped on her back and she responds gratefully, her back arching as his weight shifts over her. Her legs wrap about his body, her womanhood accepting his hardening manhood. her lips move to his, when he kisses her neck she rolls her head back, letting him have use of her as he will. Their bodies mingling sweetly as he made love to her with the upmost loving touch.

 

[GageWilliams]

Kat's Room

He continues to maneuver deeply and firmly within her, always listening to the lilt of her moans to indicate what to do next. His hands find hers and he lifts them above her head, making them one being for a moment, together, mingled. He kisses her deeply as their lovemaking quickens. His hands lower hers again and he finds his fingers tracing her body, gently finding the countours of her form.

 

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Her back arches further, as he pushes her hands back, her eyes close and become hooded. His lips finds hers and she moans into the kiss, returning it passionately, deeply. Body moves and shakes, allowing him full access to her. Gasping softly as his hands course her body, her head tossed back, full lips open in cattish moans and purrs, and tender giggles.

 

[GageWilliams]

Kat's Room

He feels his body begin to respond and he slows down the pace of his thrusts, trying to hold out for as long as possible, wanting her to get the most out of their lovemaking. His muscles begin to tense and cramp from his focus on keeping his body under his control. The muscles in his legs and arms become steel cables as he keeps control over his body, desperately keeping a firm solid speed but not allowing himself release.

 

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Feels him tense over her. Her own body rocking eagerly, her excitement growing almost to the point of release. Her hands stroke up and down his flexing muscular arms, her hips bucking to his rythm, begging him to fill her with his seed. Every look, every sound showing him she is ready, she wants him, she needs him.

 

[GageWilliams]

Kat's Room

Understanding her signals, his body finally takes over. As the muscles throughout his form cramp in a lovely combination of pain and pleasure, he releases into her, feeling his mind go numb as his body soaks in pleasure, he continues to thrust in and out at a gentle pace, as his cock is milked between Kat's legs. He kisses her deeply and continues to thrust while his body allows it.

 

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Gasps and tenses, her eyes shooting wide, as her body responds to him. Feeling him shoot and fill her, she moans in desire,her own juices flowing, covering him, as they keep moving together. Her passion overtaking her. She grabs his face and draws him forward, hungrily pressing her lips to his.

 

[GageWilliams]

Kat's Room

The kiss lasts forever and yet is over too quickly. As he feels his body respond and begin to unwind, he moves gently to the spot beside her in the bed and snuggles closely to her, feeling their two bodies fit together. He nibbles on her earlobe and smiles.

You mind having company for the night?

 

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Giggling and purring, as she nestles against her, nibbling on her ear she shakes her head, pressing back against him, gaining her regular breathing slowly

" No please stay Gage" she murmurs "Id love to have a warm body to sleep against tonight"

 

[GageWilliams]

Kat's Room

He smiles and says nothing, holding onto her so she may feel the strength in his arms, he pulls her a bit closer and begins to slumber, listening to the sound of the shore not far away and smelling the fragrance of her hair along with the lingering scent of their lovemaking. He kisses her jaw gently before falling to sleep.

 

[Katerinna]

Katerinna's Room

Murmurs sleepily in his arms. Purring softly, she rests her cheek into his warm chest, smelling his musk, feeling the heat of him. Her body wrapping about his as she yawns. Her eyes close and she falls asleep to the sound of waves, his breathing, and the waves of comfort that press against her skin.

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Angel's Room

I awake with a gasp and sit up quickly, my heart thudding. Looking around wildly, I realize that I am safe in my room at Queen Anne’s Revenge, not living my life as pirate Anne Bonny. My head hits the pillow with a thud as I vividly recall the dream… leaving behind a husband on a plantation in South Carolina and joining pirate Calico Jack Rackham to wreak havoc in the Caribbean. The image of the skull and crossbones looms in front of me, and I remember that I read somewhere that Calico Jack had supposedly invented this symbol. It was such an exciting dream that I sigh with longing and think ruefully about my quiet life here at QAR as I’m struggle with the book I am writing. Well, I think with a grin... quiet except for Swash!

Shaking my head so that I can focus on the present, I hurriedly arise and rush through my morning activities. After dressing in a fairly long, slim dark green dress, I slip the soft velvet bag containing the pieces of eight and the two rings into my purse, add the letter from Michael to Kathleen, and set out to see if I can find any leads in the mystery.

 

[suthernhunny]

wrong room

Samantha had spent the better part of the day on the plane or in the airports. She had always had trouble being comfortable in the tiny seats, trying to stretch her long legs. Today had been the worse experience to date. Tired and irratable, she pulled her long honey blonde hair back, and dug out the room key.

Normally, Sam was open to any new experience to come her way. Being here in this tropical paradise, heigtened her sensuality more than usual. But, for now, she wanted a steaming bubble bath - immediately FOLLOWING the shots of tequila and a couple of hits her off precious doob.

As the exhaustion completes the attack on her body, Sam inserts the key into the lock. Just as expected, the key slowly slid into the hole. Penetrating deep inside, the key massages the tumblers until they submit to its demands. The door opens and she enters the room.

The beauty of her surroundings and the character of the room fade in the background when she sees HIM in the bed.

 

[AngelicVixxxen]

Angel's Room

Alone in my room, I lethargically remove my clothing, wrap my robe around me and light the fire and a few candles. Michael’s letter and the pieces of eight and the two rings in the velvet bag are placed on the bedside table, for I still want to know where they are at all times.

I curl up in my chair on the porch and cover myself in my plaid blanket from my former life. Resting my head against the back of the chair, I stare up at the stars and wonder if Michael is watching me… expecting me to do something for him.

I am confused about what I should do with the knowledge I have acquired these past couple of days. Maybe tomorrow I’ll go back and dig some more in the Garden to see if I can unearth any more treasures… for I may need money.

After one last look around the grounds to see if there’s any life out there, I go back into my room and climb up into my bed. Praying for some divine inspiration to nudge me in the right direction, I drift off to sleep quickly… curled up in the arms of some mysterious Phantom of the Night.

 

[faith]

*slipping into Cas's room*

I set a box on the end of the bed... attached is a note...

Dearest...

thank you love

~d~

 

[caspai]

Cas's Bungalow

*Walking up to the porch, I look through darkened windows. There is a sad, lonely air about the place, and I sigh sadly. I have been gone too long, but there is nothing you can do about the past, right? Shifting my bag on my shoulder, I take a deep breath and open the door. Making my way by memory to the bed, I place the bag I am carrying down on the bed next to the box, reading the note with a sad smile. Ah, faith, I do love you. I would do almost anything for you, you know that.*

*Turning, I lift a box of matches and strike one, lighting several candles placed around the room. They will both provide light and add a soft scent to a sad and empty room. Walking over, I open the curtains, and lift the window so that fresh air and the scent of the early spring flowers can mix with the scent of the candles. I then sit down in a nearby chair with a soft sigh, kicking off my shoes and running my fingers through thick auburn curls.*

 

[caspai]

Cas's Bungalow

*Feeling like I have sat in the dark and aloneness long enough, I stand up, stretching. If I am going to spend my time alone, the least I can do is find a good book to read. The main house has a fine library, so I think I will go up there and see what I can scare up to read. Walking out the door, I head through the garden toward the doors leading into the library.*

 

[caspai]

The sun is noticably lower in the sky now, and I think about the day spent preparing for the party. Philip would make sure that all of the help was paid as they had been promised. He was good about things like that.

Walking through the late afternoon sun, turning dark golden as it crawls toward evening, I long for a soak in a hot bath tub and some time to myself, small details forgotten. Even as part of my brain thought these things, another started ticking off things yet to be done. There was still the portable bar to stock, and the extra help coming to take care of the party guests. There were also the entertainers, and the musicians. The food had to be set out, and the coffees and teas, very hot and sweet, prepared and served with the food, for those who preferred them. I wondered briefly if there was anything I had forgotten, but trying to remember something forgotten was usually impossible. Forgotten things usually come back to me in a flash of recognition, not a slow dawning of realization. If anything had been forgotten, my tired mind had decided that they would remain forgotten.

Opening the door to my bungalow, I fall onto the bed and curl up with a pillow hugged to me, and my eyes drift shut for a short time.