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Yes. Nothing too much to complain about. And you?



Not surprising. I would hope for a less pervy depiction though.

But yeah, I was watching Sonic X...and the idea of a redhead in a dress with a really big mallet descending on her enemies amused me.

That and Amy Rose is voiced by Lisa Ortiz, who does Deedlit in the Lodoss series.
 
Yes. Nothing too much to complain about. And you?

It's been one of those weeks...but it's the weekend now...

A mischievous glint shines in her eyes as she looks up at him over the rim of her glass.

...a time for relaxation...
 
wandering in...white summer dress with bare shoulders, white stockings without shoes
 
But yeah, I was watching Sonic X...and the idea of a redhead in a dress with a really big mallet descending on her enemies amused me.

Heh, that is a rather amusing thought.

It's been one of those weeks...but it's the weekend now...

A mischievous glint shines in her eyes as she looks up at him over the rim of her glass.

...a time for relaxation...

I see. I wish that I could share in the relaxation. Unfortunately, I have work for most of today, and tomorrow. I'm just enjoying the few hours I do have free.
 
That is unfortunate but I do hope the few hours you do have to yourself are pleasant...

Eyes shift and she watches her walk in, unable to tear her eyes away...or stop the tip of her tongue from subconsciously gliding over her lips
 
a soft smile..feeling the eyes on me...summoning my favorite waitress and, as always, delighting in her blush as I whisper a drink...and more...in her ear
 
Moving across to Vail, kissing her cheek softly, lips lingering

How are you today...?
 
*His eyes follow hers, tipping a salutatory greeting to the lady in white, smiling at the subtle lip-licking the witchy one probably hasn't realized she's done*
 
fingers moving to caress her cheek...eyes bright...voice soft
Wonderful, now, Little Witchling
 
drinks arriving...a mix of luscious shots...a finger dipping into a dark, thick one...then running the liquid over the Witchling's lower lip...before a tonguetip follows to gather each and every drop
 
A tremble, a sigh, an urge to lick back but the drinks are not hers to taste...cheeks flush, eyes brighten...
 
Would you like a taste, My Witchling?
finger dips into a golden liquor...a single droplet on tonguetip offered
 
Lips part

...yes, please...

Tongue creeping out between lips, brushing against hers, tasting the liquor, tasting her...an appreciative sound follows

That was delicious, thank you...
 
Lips part

...yes, please...

Tongue creeping out between lips, brushing against hers, tasting the liquor, tasting her...an appreciative sound follows

That was delicious, thank you...


You never have to be afraid of asking for what you want, needful thing. Just ask nicely. You may not get it but I enjoy hearing you ask.
 
A soft smile

In that case... leaning closer ...can I have another taste, please...?
 
Heh, that is a rather amusing thought.



I see. I wish that I could share in the relaxation. Unfortunately, I have work for most of today, and tomorrow. I'm just enjoying the few hours I do have free.

Also....Princess Sally...the artwork of her in human form is hot...
 
grinning, placing a tiny puddle of gold on my tongue...looking to her eyes, mine as innocent as a school girl's
 
The soft rap of heels can be heard on the floor as the red head comes into view. Legs, molded from required exercise, encased in black jeans which disappear into mid-calf heeled boots. A soft emerald green tank top completed the ensemble. She came bearing gifts, a tray laden with cut-up fresh fruit, a pot of coffee, complete with cups, creamer and sugar. A carafe or two of chilled fruit juices and for those with a sweet tooth, cookies. They were simple and round but when one bit into them, they tasted like the cookie of their choice.

“Good Morning, Everyone. Help yourselves. I’ve been in Lady Ausus’ kitchen.”

She set the tray on a nearby table, poured herself a cup of coffee and sought a comfy place to sit.
 
Capturing her tongue gently between my lips, suckling, draining away the liquid, stroking it with mine
 
a kiss appropriate for a beautiful summer day...slow...humid...languid...wet sounds and sighs...lazy and indulgent
 
The soft rap of heels can be heard on the floor as the red head comes into view. Legs, molded from required exercise, encased in black jeans which disappear into mid-calf heeled boots. A soft emerald green tank top completed the ensemble. She came bearing gifts, a tray laden with cut-up fresh fruit, a pot of coffee, complete with cups, creamer and sugar. A carafe or two of chilled fruit juices and for those with a sweet tooth, cookies. They were simple and round but when one bit into them, they tasted like the cookie of their choice.

“Good Morning, Everyone. Help yourselves. I’ve been in Lady Ausus’ kitchen.”

She set the tray on a nearby table, poured herself a cup of coffee and sought a comfy place to sit.

Good morning to you too Cait.

*He turns so that he is facing the lounge as opposed to the beach. This view is more intriguing at present, anyway. Spying the cookies on the tray, he hops off the railing, moving to take one or two and a few pieces of fruit as well*
 
can be seen on the edge of the water doing cartwheels...and failing miserably...
 
Hand reaching out to put wine glass down and then higher to stroke through hair. Lips sliding effortlessly across hers. Murmured words, husky in tone...

I could do this all day
 
shakey breaths...hand finding her hip...then the small of her back...the tiniest of voices...
I hope you will...I hope very much
 
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