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Post by qualapec on May 25, 2011 21:21:30 GMT -8
"Of course," he said with a smile and let her go. "Do you need any help?"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 25, 2011 21:47:59 GMT -8
She turned away, looking at him over her shoulder, a smile toying with her lips, "I'm sure I can find something for you to do if you'd like."
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Post by qualapec on May 29, 2011 23:21:03 GMT -8
The Terror of the Thames felt a blush creeping down his neck. "You know I'm good for anything that needs doing..."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 23:23:16 GMT -8
She smirked a bit and moved off, her tail swaying behind her, "Even if it means washing the windows?"
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Post by qualapec on May 29, 2011 23:31:54 GMT -8
The smile dropped from his face and his tail drooped in a sort of disappointment, like a kit that had been expecting ice cream and got broccoli. "Right. The windows. Sweet, that doesn't sound like a euphemism for anything..." He feigned pouting.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 23:35:39 GMT -8
"I don't know, there's something enticing about a tom washing windows," she replied. The white queen made her way back over, a cloth in paw, stopping when she reached him, a hairsbreadth away from him, she draped the cloth around the back of his neck and drew him down for a kiss.
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Post by qualapec on May 29, 2011 23:39:22 GMT -8
He was stunned for a moment before he sank into the kiss. He really, really liked her lips. He broke away, running his nose along hers. "Milady," he said softly, a loving look on his face, "I am very confused."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 23:40:22 GMT -8
One brow arched, but she didn't draw away, "Oh?"
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Post by qualapec on May 29, 2011 23:44:28 GMT -8
"You know...you're such a hard worker, my dear," he said at last. "In fact, I think you might even deserve the night off."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 23:45:56 GMT -8
She smirked up at him, "I think I could live with that, assuming you're in for the night as well."
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Post by qualapec on May 29, 2011 23:50:06 GMT -8
His tail curled around her leg. "I think I could be persuaded..."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 23:51:01 GMT -8
She traced her fingers over his shoulders and down his chest, purring softly as she looked up at him through her lashes, "Could you?"
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Post by qualapec on May 29, 2011 23:58:50 GMT -8
He nibbled lightly on her neck. He loved the taste of her. He growled slightly, a crocodelian grin plastered on his face. "Or maybe I'm the one that needs to do the persuading."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 30, 2011 0:01:19 GMT -8
She tilted her head to one side to allow him better access, her eyes closing slightly, "I..."
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Post by qualapec on May 30, 2011 0:04:42 GMT -8
He bent down and swept her off the floor, up into his arms.
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