The Darker Side of Nothing.

Backing off gently his kiss would become soft, loving. He would lean.her body against his softly, the kiss deepening gradually.
 
The kiss become softer, gentler, and she pressed into him gently as he did so to her, sighing softly.
 
She didn't realize when she blushed how beautiful she was to him. As her amber eyes met his warm gold gaze, a patient understanding smile graced his rugged countenance. ''Aye...as was mine Ivory dear lass.'' Reaching up to tenderly cup her warm soft dimpled cheek, lightly caressing his thumb over silky skin. ''Bein what I am my bodies always warm...even in winter I'm ne'er cold.'' His left hand still held her right gently in his, lifting it to his broad chest placing her palm over his heart. ''Aye...Ivory tis beatin like a rabbit.''
 
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Her blush deepened and her gaze broke from his. Quietly she would pull back from him. Her small form slipped from the stool, and she made her way slowly to the stairs. Her hips swayed slightly as she walked. The thin material of her skirt, outlined her curves in the most delicate way, they subtle abd soft in appearnce.
 
He would grin broadly and pull her closer ha tongue licking her flesh softly, stealing her salt.
 
Angus watched her blush darken from his words and actions, as she pulls further away in a quiet manner. Standing as she slips from the stool heading for the stairs, his eyes following the slight sway of her hips. His attention on her dress that accentuated her delicate curves, it was subtle but modest revealing just enough. He follows her at a slow ambling stride to the stairs, taking the first step keeping close to the wall. Offering his arm to her so as to escort her upstairs, eyes warm and calm as his gentle patient expression.
 
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His heart would thud heavily in his chest as he backed her gently into a tree. His hands would fall gently to the delicate curve of her rear. His fingers grazing the sensitive area of her thighs.
 
Her amber eyes would focus on his, a playful flicker rested within them. Her delicate hand, small and soft slipped into his grasp. She would bite her bottom lip softly before speaking. "Wish to acompany me do you my dear?" Her voice sweetly arid.COLOR]
 
She smiled as she felt the bark of the tree and shivered as she felt him touch her thighs. Her delicate hands reached up and caressed his upper arms.
 
Giving her delicate hand a soft squeeze as she places hers into his. Her eyes were playfully lit as he leans down placing a kiss on her temple. ''Aye...ta a door of a wee lass...unless she desires otherwise.'' Thinking to himself glory be she's a tempting lass when she looks up biting her bottom lip that way.
 
She would nod softly and guide him slowly up the steps, skipping over the fourth step. Once she reached the top of the staircase. She would slip from his grasp and run playfully away, disappearing through her doorway. Latching it slightly she would curl into the blankets, hiding her small frame in their warm softness as the sun settled down slowly in the window behind her.
 
He began to spread her legs slowly, and his torso slipped further between them. His eyes, an icy blue, glared into.her's before they closed and he began to kiss down her chest.

Gently the image flickered and he faded. "Wake up." He whispered softly as the dream shattered into a million pieces.

Back in the word or reality, rain pelted the window above the bed. He lay under her form, his arms embracing her protectively. His form shirtless and warm, his eyes fixed on the falling rain.
 
Guided slowly up the stairs stepping over the forth step, upon reaching the top of the staircase he chuckles as she slips from his grasp. He would follow his long legged strides didn't let her outpace him by much. As she ran away playfully disappearing into her room, stopping with a grin at her rooms door put his ear to it and knocked twice. Only to have the slightly latched door creak open, poking his head into her room a mischievous grin upon his face. ''Come out come out wherever ye are....'' Seeing an Ivory shaped lump up under the covers, crept into her room as quiet as a man his statue could. Reaching her bedside his asked aloud ''Aye this must be the wee lassies room...hmm now where could she be? Sniffing the air pretends to look under the bed, in the closest, even out the window. "Not under tha bed..not in tha closest ...not out tha window.'' Sitting on the edge of the bedside he pretends to sigh, looking over his shoulder awaiting her to pop up any moment. ''Hmm...can Fury's disappear?'' he brogued to himself knowing she was listening.
 
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She woke up slowly, not wanting the dream to end. She woke to him holding her, his shirt off, his body warm. He was awake, of course, and staring at the rain. "Hey," she said softly.
 
Her amber eyes would peak at his broad back, they flickering lightly. She would bite her lip, and a soft giggle would escape her lips. "You look so lonely dear." Her voice would dance softly, a light crimson flash would cross her eyes before they faded into a peaceful calm.
The blanket would fall around her shoulders, and her delicate hand would pull the silken cloth from under the coverts warmth. It would fall silently to the floor, and she would nestle down.against her pillow.

"Join me?"
 
"Morning." His voice broke softly. His crystal gaze glazed over, with a dull gray. His sighed gently and pulled her closer, his heart pounding against his chest.
 
Hearing her giggle it was as much like music to his ears at this moment as at any other. Turning sideways on the bed his left thigh brushed against her knee. The covers down around her shoulders the cleavage of perfectly shaped breasts is revealed. ''Aye...get told that often lass.'' Removing his left boot and stocking reaching down removes his right boot and stocking. Tugging his grey shirt over his head dropping it upon his boots. The scars from the werewolf attack long ago the only blemish upon his muscular body. "Aye...don't mind if do.
 
"Is there something wrong, sweetheart? Your heart's racing like a rabbit in a trap," she said softly, wrapping her arms around him and gently placing a kiss on his cheek.
 
A blush would.cover her cheeks as she studied him. Her heart raced slightly as she.lifted the warm blankets so he could slip under them. The soft material still covered her readily available nudity with just a unsettling of the blanket.
 
"Its your touch." His voice soft. He would kiss the top of her head softly and nuzzle into.her warmth.
 
She wrapped her arms around him tighter. "Mine's like that too. . . It's just quieter," she admitted softly, stroking his hair.
 
Turning about he lay back sliding under the coverlet, with his high body temperature he'd have been uncomfortably hot. so he needed the rid himself of his breeches, hopefully she wouldn't think ill of him for just getting comfortable. His black breeches slip from beneath the coverlet only to drop onto his other clothes. Rolling over to lay alongside her so could face her, with his head resting in his hand propped up on his elbow.
 
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