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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:07:35 GMT -5
Flea continued his exploration of his whisperer with a Maester's curious and complete approach.
Keep a clear head, don't lose your senses... Flea thought to himself, although it would have been easy to do. She must always lose control, you must never do so. Don't stop unless she says... Flea reminded himself.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:09:15 GMT -5
Dacey finally rode the wave of pleasure to its crest and collapses, breathless and shattered. "Was that really your first time?" she asked, pulling him close and winding her fingers through his hair.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:09:53 GMT -5
Flea nodded as he crawled up and laid beside her. "Yes, of course. Was I bad?" He asked, hesitantly.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:15:31 GMT -5
Dacey pulled him hard against her and kissed him, tasting herself on his tongue. "No," she said, suddenly a little shy. "Quite the opposite."
She turned him on his back and slid down his length. "You might not know this," Dacey said, now trying to remember his name and hers. She knew who he was, but she kept thinking his name was "Tick" or "Louse". She shook her head and continued. "Women can do wonders down here too." And she took him in her mouth.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:17:06 GMT -5
Flea's eyes widened at the woman and her reckless abandon..
Don't lose control, never lose control, always in control... Dead Dogs Drag Dec.."AYY" Flea grunted and squinted his eyes together.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:19:26 GMT -5
Dacey's mouth was warm and wet, and her tongue skillful. She read his reactions carefully, guessing his next need, and performed enthusiastically, pushing him to the cliff's edge.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:24:02 GMT -5
Despite being a master whisperer, he was still only a teenage boy, and his self control eventually dissipated.
"Dacey," he said, as she crashed beside him, "I'm sorry I was mean earlier. But now that you understand, you aren't gonna be talking anymore right?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:26:59 GMT -5
She blinked at her name. Dacey? Yes, I'm Dacey, she thought. The effects were wearing off slowly, and she grasped the nature of his question. "I won't be talking anymore," she kissed him.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:28:26 GMT -5
He kissed her back. "Good. Do you love Lord Coldiron?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:34:29 GMT -5
The drug in Dacey made her speak her heart. "I am very fond of him," she answered honestly. "And he is so wild in bed. He makes me laugh. I like him a lot."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:36:33 GMT -5
"I am glad that he makes you happy, so it will be best if you do not get caught for he will be very upset. Be very smart and careful, like I know you can be." he kissed the top of her head, in a manner which seems oddly mature.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:38:30 GMT -5
"I will," Dacey snuggled in, not really aware of the full implications of her theft. She was still floating, but some part of her knew what Flea was talking about. "I will pin the blame on someone else."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:39:58 GMT -5
"Thats a very good girl. They must always have someone to blame, and it must never be us. Never ever ever." He squeezed her tenderly.
"he's better than me huh?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 23:41:59 GMT -5
"Never us," Dacey agreed.
Again, she answered his question honestly and innocently under the effect of the drug. "He's more experienced," she murmured. "Lasts longer, fucks harder. He always hits my sweet spot, unless he's too drunk out of his mind. But your tongue gives him stiff competition."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 23:43:37 GMT -5
Flea wasn't hurt by the admission, he simply filed the information away.
"What if I told you to kill him?" He asked her, "not that I am saying that, just... what if, if it was necessary?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.