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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 0:03:20 GMT -5
"Maybe you should take a dip instead," she said, touching his lips lightly, with a wicked smile.
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Post by Erik on Nov 15, 2007 0:07:30 GMT -5
"But you were the one who brought up drinking the Drowned God's seed," Erik tells her, giving her another bite on the neck, "You should certainly give it a try."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 0:09:54 GMT -5
Dacey sighed as he bit her. "I'll drink if you'll drink."
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Post by Erik on Nov 15, 2007 0:15:57 GMT -5
"How adventurous you King's Landing girls are." Erik lets go of her arms and turns, stopping when his head is between her legs.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 0:17:55 GMT -5
Dacey smiled and sighed, gently urging him on. Then her head was between his legs to pleasure him. It went on for a long time before they were finished.
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Post by Erik on Nov 15, 2007 0:20:02 GMT -5
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Erik asks, as he moves back up next to Dacey.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 0:24:08 GMT -5
"It was salty," Dacey winked, gripping him behind the head and pulling him to her for a kiss.
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Post by Erik on Nov 15, 2007 0:28:11 GMT -5
Erik holds the kiss for a long moment, pulling her close as well. When it ends, he says to her, "Then, in the name of the Drowned God, I name you dead and risen again," Then in a stage whisper, "This is where you say 'harder and stronger'."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 0:31:37 GMT -5
Dacey chuckled, reached down, and squeezed him. "Floppy and tired. What is dead cannot die." She rolled around, shaking with laughter.
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Post by Erik on Nov 15, 2007 1:08:37 GMT -5
"A real Drowned Man would likely have left you in the water. Good thing I'm so very merciful." Erik grabs Dacey by the waist with one hand, while his other wanders a bit lower. "Any decent captain has a spare ship, should the need arise."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 7:39:41 GMT -5
Dacey gasped under his skillful fingers. She pulled him close and murmured huskily, "I like this spare, but I want the real thing now." She squeezed him again. "Harder and stronger."
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Post by The Flint on Nov 15, 2007 11:57:37 GMT -5
Flea reenters the Avalon Hall, around midnight, and collapses, covered in blood, apparently someone else's.
OOC: see scenario, "Killing Vermin"
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Post by shacklock on Nov 15, 2007 12:31:37 GMT -5
Sargon Greyjoy pushes open the door to House Avalon, stepping in after glancing around for a moment. Walking slowly over to the bar he tries to catch the attention of one of the many serving girls. Leaning on the bar, Sargon waits to be served.
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Post by Erik on Nov 15, 2007 12:39:42 GMT -5
"As you like," Erik whispers to Dacey, chuckling, as he pulls his hand away and slides into her, "Anyone ever called you 'insatiable', by chance?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2007 14:46:13 GMT -5
"Flea!" Lettie looked at him in horror. She glanced around the Avalon, and then hurried Flea into a storeroom and out of sight. She dipped clean cloths in warm water and began to clean him gently. "What on earth did you do, get into a fight with some street boys?"
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One of the bargirls slid Sargon Greyjoy a beer with a smile.
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Dacey barely even heard him as he rode her, for she was too busy urging him on with her cries. When at long last he finished, they were both out of breath.
The girl said sleepily, "It's past midnight. You may as well spend the night here. I can stay with you if you like."
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