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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 8:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 8:14 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 8:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 8:57 pm
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『C a m i l l e x L y n n x E b e r h a r t 』 ❀ C u n n i n g x S l y x C o v e t o u s ❀
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Camille held up a hand to stop him, "Woah, woah. Slow down there cow-poke." It was worse than she thought, he didn't just want a lay he was looking after a real mating. But demons had to attempt right? They didn't know if one was their mate without trying it. He must be trying to verify such things. "Lookit, I'm a sorceri, we're all enchantresses by nature, you're just feeling the effects of such. We don't really agree with that whole long-term thing that I think you're thinking of, dig?" It was getting uncomfortable. Now that he'd made her intentions clear to her she couldn't get enough air, was too aware of her own body, and dammit his as well. She'd been only with a few lovers in her lifetime, most of the males in the lore were well built but this one, a little above and beyond, had her mind wandering in all the wrong places. Was her face getting heated from it?
"We're two different breeds," Possibly three if I'm guessing right."The chances of me being yours are so ridiculously low it's not even worth the time for an attempt.", tantalizing though it sounded, she waved away the idea. It had been decades since she'd had any fun like that, now would be a poor time to start. "Plus I don't intend on staying long, so no need to go out of your way to stock the place." If he really did think she was his, she'd have to peace out sooner than later or risk his ire. She was treading on dangerous ground if he truly thought they were mates, separating herself from him would be nearly impossible but on the plus side, she'd have a fierce protector if her kin ever did find her.
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{ooc; Suspicious
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
❀ P a t i e n c e x G l o r y x G a i n ❀
『 D a v e n x M c E n r o e 』 🐺 B r a v e r y x S t r e n g t h x L o y a l t y 🐺
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
🐺 P a i n x R e v e r e n c e x P a s s i o n 🐺
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 9:02 pm
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♫♫ Queen of Sound ♫♫ ♫Clara Marie Desmond♫
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Clara continued to sleep deeply, the steady deep sleep erasing the dark circles that had formed under her eyes and smoothed the lines of pain and strain that had creased her features when she’d been awake. Her body was rejuvenating it’s self as it was meant to. She was for the first time in a while able to sleep contentedly and undisturbed by dreams or worries. When she did wake she blinked open her eyes to find that she was resting her head against Kade’s bare chest…and her chest was bare. She blushed darkly realizing exactly what’d happened when she caught sight of her discarded tank top on the bottom of the bed. She was pressed against Kade his arms wrapped around her, holding her close, but not too tightly. Well hell…now what? If she moved she’d wake him, if she didn’t he’d find her naked as the day she was born, that is if he hadn’t already noticed.
Pulling the blanket up to cover her chest she wiggled away from him, and reached for her tank top and shorts. She snagged the tank top and glanced over to Kade he appeared to still be asleep, so she pulled the tank top on quickly then slid to the side of the bed and pulled on her shorts. Only then did she realize how much she’d healed and she stood there looking at her legs. They were just about normal now. Just a few dark spots here and there. Sitting down on the bed she unwrapped her hand looking at it, there was still an angry red line, that looked like a scar, but she didn’t need the bandage. She waded it up into a ball and stood moving out to the bathroom where she cleaned up and tended to any needs she had before moving back to the bedroom shivering and wrapping up in a blanket as she curled back up on the bed until she got warm, trying to let Kade sleep if he wanted too.
Wearing: pjs- shorts and tank top Location:Bedroom With: Kade Thoughts: Hmmm, comfy
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 9:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 9:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 9:45 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 10:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 10:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 10:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 10:35 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 11:00 pm
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『C a m i l l e x L y n n x E b e r h a r t 』 ❀ C u n n i n g x S l y x C o v e t o u s ❀
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Camille gasped at the sensation of him so close to her neck, would he bite her? What would it feel like? Why did she want to know, why was her body warming to his every touch? No! This was wrong. She had to get out of here, away from him, what he was doing to her...she couldn't think straight, was losing sight of her goals. With that last sentence she'd been sent into defensive mode, sharp spikes of bone leaching out from her body and pointing to him with warning, her dark chocolate eyes now had bright streaks of white through them. Her breath quickened, Need to get out, now... this male had no intentions of letting her go as he had said in the dungeon, he intended to keep her further trapped, using her own body against her. She was weary, removed the headdress and set it down next to her. He had said she could wear it while in the house, but she wanted out and was willing to bet that would be what would hold her up. She shed her hands of rings, made quick work on the earrings and held her hands on the necklace. By all means she looked as spooked as a deer caught in headlights. She was sick of being a hostage. Of being lied to. Wicked demon, even through the panic she still couldn't hide her body's interest in him. The spikes only about half an arms length slowly withdrew back into her body, protruding only a few inches, ready for another defensive maneuver if necessary. Her eyes darted, the only shot would be the door directly behind him...could she outrun a tracing demon/vampire hybrid? No, probably not. Could she overpower one? Absolutely not. She could make herself look like a bigger threat than she really was though and that had saved her on countless occasions.
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{ooc; I won't be put in another cage.
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
❀ P a t i e n c e x G l o r y x G a i n ❀
『 D a v e n x M c E n r o e 』 🐺 B r a v e r y x S t r e n g t h x L o y a l t y 🐺
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
🐺 P a i n x R e v e r e n c e x P a s s i o n 🐺
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 11:06 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 11:23 pm
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