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Post by The Smith on Jul 2, 2009 17:43:10 GMT -5
Selwyn coughed, "Perhaps this time you should take the lead. I am not sure precisely what you want."
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Post by Marie on Jul 2, 2009 17:59:01 GMT -5
"Now there's a surprise," Rhaenys said with a laugh. "You're so confident, usually."
She felt a pang of worry that it would be strange between them now - Selwyn was behaviing oddly, for him - but they had to get past it.
"You could start by taking your cltohes off, or must I compel you to do so?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 2, 2009 18:01:34 GMT -5
"I am not one for games." Selwyn replied, "I choose the latter."
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Post by Marie on Jul 2, 2009 18:41:47 GMT -5
Rhaenys sighed. She didn't want to go to their marriage bed in a sober mood all the time. It would be better for them both if Selwyn could lighten up, and she hoped her game would help that.
"As you will, then. I had hoped you would be more willing to please me. I'll have your clothes off, one way or the other."
She advanced on him, with the light of purpose in her eyes. It'll serve him right if i have to tear his clothing, after what he did to my breeches that one time. Then she lunged at him, aiming to grab his arm in order to pull off his tunic.
Unarmed combat roll - attempt to get Selwyn's clothes off. Rhaenys doesn't have unarmed combat as a skill but has legendary sword so maybe that can be taken into account as it would affect her physical fitness, speed and so on?
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Post by The Smith on Jul 2, 2009 19:09:38 GMT -5
Rhaenys: 68 v Selwyn: 122 Selwyn at first just watched her, but as she wrenched the arm off of his tunic, he responded. He grabbed her arm and twisted slightly in an almost innocuous manner bent her low trying to avoid popping her arm out of its socket. He held it for a moment, and then released her. "I am sorry. Did I hurt your arm?"
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Post by Marie on Jul 3, 2009 1:22:13 GMT -5
Rhaenys rubbed at her arm, wincing. He's strong. I'm not weak but Selwyn is maybe too strong for this game. Still, she wasn't ready to give up yet.
"A little," she said. "Let's try again."
It will be easier if I can pin him down. This time, she launched herself at him, attempting to wrestle him to the ground.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 3, 2009 7:24:07 GMT -5
Rhaenys: 76 vs Selwyn: 92 She launched herself at Selwyn, and he stood there almost impassively. Three times she tried to leverage him down to the ground, and for the first two nothing happened, then suddenly on the third he fell easily.
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Post by Marie on Jul 3, 2009 11:25:40 GMT -5
Rhaenys was laughing at her hard-won victory as she fell on top of Selwyn and yanked off his boots. Deciding to to bother with his tunic, she moved instead to his breeches, unlaced them swiftly and started dragging them down his legs.
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Post by The Smith on Jul 3, 2009 14:30:11 GMT -5
Selwyn lifted himself up onto his elbows and looked at her. His dark eye studied, and he smiled slightly.
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Post by Marie on Jul 3, 2009 17:19:35 GMT -5
She pulled his breeches off entirely.
"You're supposed to resist me," she said. "Otherwise the game is pointless. Mbye you should play the aggressor after all?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 3, 2009 21:24:51 GMT -5
"I apologize, I thought once my shoulders hit the ground it was over." Selwyn replied, "I am not good a tomfoolery. Fun was burned out of me a long time ago."
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Post by Marie on Jul 4, 2009 8:04:32 GMT -5
Feelling awkward once more, Rhaenys knew they'd have to get down to business soon or else she'd lose her nerve. She moved up to kiss his scarred face.
"That's a real shame. I had hoped approaching our marital duties in a more light-hearted manner would help us to be easy with one another. That's what I want, you know. We are not in love, I know, but I would have us be as close as we can be. And..."
She paused, taking a deep breath.
"I'll help you learn to have fun again, if you let me."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 4, 2009 10:25:12 GMT -5
"I do not feel the lack." Selwyn replied.
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Post by Marie on Jul 4, 2009 11:27:51 GMT -5
"Maybe not, but I do," Rhaenys said, beginning to grow irritated with him.
She removed her boots, shoving them to one side ans she knelt beside Selwyn.
"You should be able to let your guard down with me."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 4, 2009 11:32:42 GMT -5
Selwyn sat up, and scratched his scarred cheek, "That is not this. We were preparing to fuck. Not to talk."
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