Lhethal: *types out a text to @Prue_Hime* Wld like to try anthr date nite. 2 hrs past dusk tonight. Txt me back if u r in. *hits send*
Prue: *Feels the phone in my back pocket vibrate. Wondering what it be, I pull it out and reads the text message from @Lhethal. I had to re-read the message twice before composing a response <text> I’m in. Where are we going? <sends>*
Lhethal: *grins wide seeing the text from @Prue_Hime responding with a vague* Dress up tonight *sends it back and sprints upstairs to grab a shower*
Prue: *feels my forehead crease into a curious frown after reading your response* Dress up? I wonder what he’s up to *shrugs my shoulders as I finish cleaning my gun and returning it to its case* Guess I should go get ready then.
Lhethal: *dries my hair about half way before getting frustrated by how the heat of it’s making me sweat more than I already am, wondering if I
should grab a second shower and just skip the hair coiffure shit altogether and just wind my hair back into an elastic for the night. Deciding to make it a compromise, I pull it back into the elastic anyways and rub on another layer of deodorant before strutting naked back into my bedroom and straight into the large, double wide closet grabbing a pair of navy khaki’s and a tan colored long sleeve shirt off a hanger, pulling a pair of navy boxer briefs on before shifting the pants up over my ass and fastening them, tugging the shirt on over the expanse of my broad shoulders and turning toward the mirror as I begin the task of buttoning it up and rolling the sleeves so they sit just below my elbows, hating the annoyance of them. Eyeing the hidden panel that houses my artillery longingly*
Prue: After a long soak in the tub earlier, I am now standing in nothing but my lacy black underwear while trying to contemplate on what I will be wearing. Since receiving that message from Lhethal, I’ve been a bundle of nerves. I was hoping that the soak in the tub would help ease my nervousness but it seemed rather useless since I can feel my heart beat so fast that it felt like it’s about to burst out of my chest. Spying the sweep of red from one of the many dresses hanging unused in my closet, I gingerly take it from the hanger and into the light. Loving the way the fabric felt against my fingertips, I lay it on the bed as I proceed to strap my weapons. Starting with the daggers that were tucked on my spike-heeled black boots down to the EMP Cal 9MM that’s strapped to my right thigh. Lifting the dress, I stepped into it. The material sliding against my legs as I drew it up then securing the haltered top around my slim neck. I then gathered my hair on top of my head in a well coiffure bun which showed off the expanse of my naked back revealed by the low-cut of the dress.
Lhethal: Never walk out a door unprepared. *stating one of the pieces of advice #Tohrment had drilled in Vehngeance and I’s heads during our training over the years we had with him, I punch in the code and flash a grin like a female in Louboutin store as my Glocks, daggers and Chi-Jui Old Style Throwing Spike Sets gleam like a beacon, just begging for attention. Grabbing one of the sets of throwing spikes and sliding a dagger in the holder on the outside of my calf, letting the material of the khaki’s slide down to mask it. Deciding to hoslter only one of my glocks before locking the rest back up and finding my way down to the first floor, grabbing my leather bomber jacket and heads outside, immediately dematerializing to the mansion. Wondering if Prue is half as nervous as me about date night “Take Two”.*
Prue: Never been the type to wear make-up but wanting him to at least give me a second look, I applied a coat of mascara on my lashes and a pink lipstick on my lips. With one last look at my reflection in the full length mirror standing next to the dresser, I then grabbed my small purse on my way out of my room and headed straight to the living room to wait for my date. Once in the living room, I settled on one of the love seats, my eyes darting nervously to the grandfather clock by the wall every few minutes while I smooth out the skirt of my dress.
Lhethal: *Climbing the front steps I am immediately welcomed as the door opens and #Ehran steps back, saying in a hushed tone [Miss Prue awaits you in the living room, Sire. She has not happened upon your surprise for her] I grin and pat the doggen’s shoulder* I appreciate you putting this together for me, #Ehran. I am sure everything’ll be perfect. *Nods as he offers to take my jacket and hangs it up before leading me across the travertine tiled floors to the french doors, opening into the living room. #Ehran musters out an excuse about having to go check on something in the kitchen, figuring the doggen knows I need a second to myself. Sensing her on the other side of the doors, I grip the handles and push down, opening them as I step forward and flood the width of them with my the expanse of my body*
Prue: *I slowly rise from where I am seated my eyes never leaving your tall frame as I silently give you an admiring look from where you are standing. My eyes travelling from your well polished shoes, to the navy khakis encasing your legs, to the long sleeved shirt that barely concealed the broad expanse of your chest. I’ve always thought that you looked good wearing a pair of leathers, jeans and a shirt. Now I would have to add khakis and long sleeves shirts to my list.*
Lhethal: *Growls in approval as Prue and that little number she’s got on caresses her body in all the right ways, folding my hands in front of my arousal thinking if I keep staring at her like this, she’s going to quickly become the appetizer tonight. I roughly clear my throat* You are breathtakingly beautiful, tonight. *takes a step inside the room and toward you*
Prue: *Feeling the color coat my cheeks as your growls causes a shiver to travel down my spine, I slowly shake my head to gather my thoughts as I raise my eyes to meet his intense stare.* You’re looking mighty fine yourself Lhethal. *Good enough to eat I added silently as I watch you cross the distance between us.*
Lhethal: *Stopping before you, my hand moves down and I slip your purse from your grip, tossing it onto the love seat* You won’t be needing this tonight. Come on. *holding out my hand and smiling down at you, watching the questions flood your features as they always tend to when you’re stumped on a “why”* Just trust me. *winks*
Prue: I watched as you took my purse from my hand and toss it onto the seat with curiosity. I am so tempted to ask where you are taking me but your words telling to trust you stops me from voicing them out. I instead lift my hand from my side and lay it on your hand and watches as it closes against mine. With a small smile, I quell my nervousness and instead stand on my toes to place a light kiss on your cheeks* Lead the way then.
Lhethal: Ugh…yeah. *surprised as you shyly lift up to your toes and kiss my cheek, my fingers closing around yours* Right this way. Feeling like a damned tour guide with my words, my steps a little to brisk as the hurried clicks of your shoes against the tiles echo within the quieter than normal house. V and Syhnn at their vacation cottage, Tabby and Val hidden away somewhere within the confines of the mansion in a separate wing, while they ride out the wait for their young. Sending us in the direction of the private terrace out back as we pass through the door way that has already been opened wide, knowing that our presence is expected. Seeing just off the terrace itself, #Ehran has a table set up overlooking (http://yfrog.com/kjk50uaj) Caldwell and one of the harbors entering tucked within it* So….what do you think?
Prue: *I give your hand a gently squeeze as we walk silently towards the familiar hallways, the sounds of our footsteps echoing against the walls of the mansion. Based on the path that we were taking, we are heading towards the other side of the mansion that I rarely go to. I barely stifle a gasp of surprise at the scene that unfolded before me as soon as we passed the opened doors.* It’s beautiful *I whispered as I stare at the table set for two, the flickering lights from the numerous candles scattered around giving it adding to the romantic almost dream like seating* Did you plan all of this? *I asked still entranced by the sight before me*
Lhethal: *Keeps us moving forward as I nod* Yeah. I figured I owed you big time since I ruined our last date. *grins watching how your face lights up as you take in the dining set up, releasing your hand as I pull out a chair for you* I feel like Cary Grant or one of them debonair males from back in the 1940’s *chuckles*
Prue: *laughing at your reference to an actor who was born even before my time, I lower myself on the chair that you pulled up before looking up at you towering next to the chair* You do know that the only reason I know who Cary Grant is is because I’ve seen him in one of Aunt Syhnn’s movie collections right?
Lhethal: *takes a seat at the end of the table, close to you and smirks in reply* You trying to make me feel old Prue? *winks, capturing your hand again in mine and locks my eyes with yours as my lips brush across your knuckles*
Prue: *I catch my breath as I watch you brush your lips against my knuckles. Unable to stop myself, I reach up to cup your face with my free hand.* You don’t look old to me. In fact, you look pretty handsome tonight *I smile softly as I utter the words*
Lhethal: *Not used to being looked upon by a female in the way that you’re looking at me now, I retract in my usual fashion with a teasing nip with my teeth against your palm, grinning as I swipe aside your compliment feeling like I need to establish a more “carefree” vibe to this dinner, leaning back in my chair…breaking the physical contact between us. #Ehran chooses this time, thankfully, to wander out with the hors d’oeuvres and a bottle of red wine* Good. I’m damn near famished. *I grin*
Prue: *Refusing to let you pull back into your shell, I was about to say something when #Ehran’s presence stops me. With a soft sigh, I lean back on my chair and let my hands fall on my lap. With a whispered thanks and a small smile, I watched as #Ehran places the bottle of wine and the hors d’oeuvres on the table.* So how long did it take you to plan this? *I motion to the table*
Lhethal: #Ehran here got everything set up for me. #Fritzcooked everything up hot and delivered it within minutes of my arrival. *nods as #Ehran offers to pour us each of glass of wine, looking over at you wondering about the reason for your small sigh*
Prue: *Deciding to go ahead and enjoy the night, I push any thoughts aside and cast #Ehran a look and a grateful smile* So you and #Ehran did everything without my knowledge. That’s very crafty of you *takes one of the cheese cubes from the plate and offers it you*
Lhethal: You wish….to feed me? *my eyes begin to darken a deeper shade of green, lowering my mouth toward your offering even as I ask*
Prue: I think that’s what I am trying to do here. *I lean forward, until my fingers are almost touching your lips, my voice dropping a notch lower.* Now open.
Lhethal: *sucks in a breath, hearing the hiss as it reaches my lungs and Mr.Happy pops up all “hey-hi-how-are-ya” in response to the feminine rasp of your command, staring deeply into your eyes as my head dips and my mouth closes over your fingers, sliding forward until they locate the cheese, and I extract it gently from your hold with my teeth*
Prue: *I hold onto my breath as I watch your lips close over my fingers. The heat coming from your lips shortcutting my thoughts as I focus solely on you. Without another thought, I reach back to the plate, selecting one of the canapés and offers it to you.* Again
Lhethal: *a long, low rumble forms in my chest as you demand I take another bite from your long, slender fingers* Are you naive enough to know how closely you are flirting with danger, female? *biting down on what you offer, my tongue stroking away the crumbs from your fingers*
Prue: *I shudder as I feel your tongue sweep across my fingers. My heart starts beating erratically, your words barely registering as my gaze dart from your lips to your emerald eyes* I like feeding you. Is that a problem? *I murmured softly*
Lhethal: Not the kind you’re suggesting. *puts space between us as I straighten up, distancing my thighs so my cock doesn’t get pinched between them* Maybe we should eat now. *bringing the wine glass to my lips and swallowing a large gulp of it*
Prue: *Sensing your sudden discomfort, I lean back on my chair and pick up my own glass and take a sip, testing the wine’s flavor. My mind in turmoil as I try to figure out why you pulled back yet again*
Lhethal: *Torn between frustration of the moment and relief for the interruption, #Ehran exits the mansion with our main course. I shift around in my seat, not willing to chance a look in your direction as I feel the confusion coming off you in waves. Turning my attention to the rack of lamb, baby potatoes, fresh corn & peas..the moment temporarily lost as we begin our meal*
Lhethal: *Excusing myself from the table, mumbling something about the washroom I stand and meet Prue’s eyes for an instant before bolting inside the mansion, needing a few minutes to myself. I can’t believe I’m romancing a female. More surprisingly, it feels second nature with her. A lot like flirting, but dialing the “cocky factor” way back. Giving my head a quick shake, I wander off in the direction of the washroom, having sited that as my destination*
Beth: *standing quietly in the dark of Vehngeance’s mansion watching Lhethal with a female at dinner, my invisible form follows him inside, watching quietly, knowing I’ll have to approach my eldest son differently then the youngest one I make my form visible in the living room calling out softly when Lhethal walks by, knowing he’ll hear me* Hello Lhethal.
Lhethal: *Busy within my own head, the soft voice calling out to me from the living room nearly doesn’t register. The tone triggering a vague sense of recognition, forcing my direction to switch toward that room. Freezing between the door jams as her face brings a surge of emotion forth, choking out the word* Mahmen?
Beth: *knowing a bright smile spreads on my face as his immediate acceptance. Nodding slowly as I step forward* You look good Lhethal
Lhethal: *frowning as I rack my brain trying to figure out how this is possible, wondering if I’ve finally gone and lost my marbles just like the brother, Murhder, I’d heard stories about. Re-focusing on her and that calming smile she has* But….How? taking one step forward*
Beth: *smiles coming up to you placing both my hands on your arms* You haven’t lost your sanity, my son. *shaking my head with a soft sigh* You look so much like your father *lifting a hand to feel your hair, watching your reactions*
Lhethal: *Without a seconds more hesitation my arms wrap around you, lifting you off your feet and hugging you, my throat catching on my words* Then I have stepped unto the Fade and what a glorious welcome it is.
Beth: *laughs soft* Lhethal you aren’t ready for the Fade either. *wrapping my arms tight around you anyways so glad to finally see you in person, not only from a distance, to actually feel you* I was sent to you.
Lhethal: *Eases back so I can look at your face, brows arching* Sent to me? *frowns slightly* For what purpose? NOT that I’m complaining
Beth: *laughing softly, putting my palm soft against your cheek* You looked like you could use a talk with your mahmen. Could use some guidance. Will you sit down with me for a moment?
Lhethal: Of course. *taking your hand, nervous that you might vanish if I were to let go, we take a seat on the couch* Guidance. *my brows meeting as they dip down at the center of my forehead* This is about not taking the throne, isn’t it? *looking at you*
Beth: No, no my Lhethal*squeezing your hand as we sit down* You did the right thing in handing that to Vehngeance. And I’m so proud of you for recognizing that he is the better male for that position and you gave him that chance. You will be at his side and guide him and together you will bring a lot of peace to our race. You did such a good thing.
Lhethal: *My lids lowering part way as I enjoy the sound of your voice, listening to your words of wisdom* My twin is more capable of being a leader, than I would ever be. *squeezing your hand back gently* I think he believed that being the exile dhoble meant that he was unworthy of such a title, to be the King of our race. *shrugs as I continue to commit your face to memory* But if you’re not here to speak with me about Vehngeance….then it must be about the female Prue?
Beth: Don’t think there is no role for you Lhethal. Your brother will need you now more then ever before and you will need to guide him You will find your role in all this soon. *smiles putting my other hand on your big one* You’ll find your place soon, Lhethal and I think you’ve come to realize that your place is with that sweet female out there.
Lhethal: My place? *shoulders straighten as the words themselves make me wonder what else awaits along the road ahead, but finding strength in the pride evident in your conviction, my chest swelling with it as I hear it in your voice* What if I am not worthy of her? Prue is so innocent, in so many ways Mahmen. She is Vehngeance and Syhnnister’s ward, their child, in a sense. *dropping my gaze* I could not bare to cause any of them pain. *wincing at the shear thought*
Beth: And your fear of that happening will keep you focused *smiles* You need to have faith in yourself. *turning even further to you* Listen to me Lhethal. It won’t be easy, but we never get dealt a hand we absolutely can’t handle. You will have to find the strength to deal with some more difficult situations. You know how much Prue means to your brother and you know he can be as stubborn as you are. You get that from your father *smiles* But eventually it will work out, you will see your path clearly and follow it. I’m proud of you, I have faith in you.
Lhethal: *Absorbs every syllable spoken, watching the future veer off in numerous plausible paths before me and allowing myself to keep my eyes open to each one, accepting the hardened ones as well as the unknowns. My stare returning to you, feeling like there may be a finality undertone in your closing comment, holding both of your small hands within my grasp* I swear it on my honor, as your son and that of my Father, that I will do what I must to remain steadfast at Vehngeance’s side, and to be as worthy a male as I could possibly be to Prue, Mahmen.
Beth: *smiles proudly Lhethal* I’m sorry your father and I can’t be here for you, but know we love you very much and are never far away. You are a male of worth and will do great things Lhethal *standing up, kissing your forehead softly* Have faith.
Lhethal: Quickly standing and fighting off the urge to fold you within my arms to try and keep you here, my voice roughens with emotion as I ask* Would you like to meet her, Prue? She is out back, near the gardens awaiting my return.
Beth: And she’s lovely, but I came here for you *running my fingers through your hair* Have faith, my son *taking a step back, letting the white surround me again, pulling my hands back from yours before I disappear from this world again. My heart full off joy and love as I watch the white light of the Fade grow brighter again, anxious to tell #Wrath all about our beautiful sons, who are so brave and will do such good things for their race. I walk into my hellren’s arms when I return to the Fade, excited to tell him how much his sons are like him. Feeling immensely grateful to have had the opportunity to go back and see Lhethal and Vehngeance for myself*
Prue: *While eating, I allowed myself the luxury of glancing at the male before me. The night has barely began but he has shown me a number of different facets to his personality. The look that he gave me when he first came in through the door was that of pure admiration. When he took my purse and asked me to trust him, I saw hesitation on the emerald depths of his eyes. He also had the same look coupled with what I can only assume as nervousness when we were walking towards the hallway.
When I had my first look at what he had prepared for the night, I felt his eyes on me. It was full of anticipation and again nervousness. He acted like he was worried over how I will react towards his surprise. I felt my heart swell with emotion when he grinned down at me like a little boy being given his favorite treat, as he watched me take in the scene before me.
When he pulled the chair for me and then took his seat, he held my hand in his. His movements were relaxed and his smile was worry free. If I can have my way, I want him to always be like that. Happy and without a care in the world. But I know that I do not have the ability to do that. All I can do is be with him when the rain falls. Hold his hand and offer him some sort of comfort as we wait until the storm passes. With those thoughts, I focus back on my the present. Noticing the somewhat distracted look from him which he was wearing when he came back, I lean closer and reach out for his nearest hand and in soft and worried tone, voices my question* Is something wrong Lhethal?
Lhethal: *My head clouded with the events that just transpired, I take a wrong hallway before finally finding my way back outside to where Prue is sitting waiting for me, taking my seat again and offering a tight smile before draining my glass of wine* No, Nothing’s wrong. *Sitting the glass back down I tap the rim of it and #Ehran immediately refills it for me*
Prue: Not believing for one minute that everything is as it seemed before you left, I took the napkin on my lap, set it on the table and slowly arose from my seat to walk to where you are sitting. I then kneeled before you and laid a hand gently on your cheek and urged you to meet my gaze* Tell me…Please?
Lhethal: *Sits the glass down and catches your wrist gently, lowering your hand from my cheek to press my lips against your palm*@Prue_Hime I’m not even sure it was real *shaking my head, brows pulled into a neat V-like frown at my forehead* It feels real, but how is it possible that her presence was so…life like? *meets your questionable gaze, swallowing the words that won’t seem to come out*
Prue: *Ignoring the feeling of your lips on my skin, I solely focus on your words, the need to ease whatever it is that has been bothering you taking precedence over everything else. Confusion mars my features as I try to make sense of what you are trying to tell me, my left hand moving from where it was resting on my side to your thigh* Lhethal… Baby..please tell me what’s wrong. We are about to start a new life together. Do you think it’s time that we start sharing things?
Lhethal: *choking out a chuckle, my features strained as I try to get a grip on how to say this without seeming delusional* On my way inside, I heard someone call my name. *holds your concerned stare* A female. *rubbing my thumb along your wrist* Don’t think I’m crazy or nothing…but *clears throat* I just saw and spoke to my Mahmen *watching your face as you digest this*
Prue: *Feeling the warring need to believe that what you saw is your Mahmen and that you are not loosing your mind I continue to hold your gaze as I attempt to find a reasonable explanation for what you just saw* You think you saw your Mahmen? *smiling softly I let my eyes travel through your features before continuing* Well, if someone would have told me a couple of months ago that I was a vampire, I would have not believed it. But look at what I am now.
Lhethal: I didn’t imagine it, Prue *stands and balls my hands into fists at my sides as the last course of our meal is forgotten. Noting your bare shoulders exposed to the cool, Spring night air my arm moves around them as you rise to stand beside me* Let’s go inside to talk. *Giving #Ehran a nod as he asks if we’d like to take our dessert in the grand living room, by the fireplace*
Prue: *Knowing that you no longer wish to talk about the incident, I wait only until we are inside the walls of the mansion and out of #Ehran’s prying eyes before stopping in my tracks forcing you to pause in your step and turn to look at me, your brows creasing into a frown. With a stubborn tilt in my chin, I took a step back, crossed my arms over my chest and took a stance, and with a tone that clearly showed that I will not accept a no for an answer voiced out what’s on my mind* I am tired of everyone trying to hide things from me Lhethal. You will be my mate and should act accordingly. Now tell me the reason why she came to you or by god, we will stay here the whole night until you do so.
Lhethal: *Caught off guard by your demand, a smirk playing on my lips as my hand gets a gentle but firm grip on your elbow and ushers you forward, not saying a word until we’re within the grand living room and I close the doors around us for complete privacy* She said she came to offer me guidance. *Releasing your elbow, walking over to the fireplace before glancing back at you* But it was more than just that. She provided me with reassurances. Something I think I needed, to feel sure that the next step we take, the next one’s for Vehngeance and Syhnnister too, are the right ones. *grins over at you* She called you “lovely”.
Prue: *Since you had a firm grip on my elbow, I had no choice but to follow you towards the living room. Once cocooned inside the safety of the room and free from your grip, I walk towards the couch and lowered myself on it before moving my gaze back at you. Your last words throwing me off causing my cheeks to turn a deep shade of red at the compliment.* Lovely? She called me lovely? *I asked absently before shaking my head to clear my thoughts* Guidance and reassurance? But why would she think you needed that?
Lhethal: Hello my name is Lhethal *I tease, arching a brow* Have we met? *chuckles* Eternal bachelor here. Original heir set to ascend to the throne and become King. *Takes a seat on the couch and turns to face you* Accepting that my entire lifestyle is going to change once we’re mated, and my twin Vehngeance is about to ascend while his shellan Syhnnister is very pregnant with a young? Yeah…you could say I’ve been feeling just a bit off course. *lifts your hand from your lap, playing with your fingers as I offer you a genuine smile* But I’m done questioning it, thanks to my Mahmen. I’ll let faith runs its course.
Prue: Yeah yeah everyone knows you are a bachelor *I mutter in a bored tone before adding quickly* but not for long so you better get used to it *Softening my words by lightly flicking your forehead using my free hand* I am glad that she was able to help alleviate your worries baby. Next time, will you share your thoughts with me? I want us to make this work and we will only be able to do that if we communicate.
Lhethal: No offense sweetheart, but in this instance you -were- one of the worries. Same goes for V. The only other person I would have trusted to talk to about all of this woulda been Dhes but his ass is currently being used as a floaty toy for the Scribe Virgin until we’ve all paid penance for his sins. Again, no offense. *smiles sheepishly* But…as your hellren, be assured that I will always seek you out for your thoughts and feelings. *reaches up, cupping your cheek* Always.
Prue: *I continue to stare at you as you spoke. Your words giving me the reassurance that I need. With a smile curving on my lips I lean closer towards you until our lips are barely a breath away* Then I will hold you onto your words my soon to be hellren *I whispered softly before placing a soft kiss on your lips*
Lhethal: *Slides my hand along your cheek and twists my fingers into the soft waves of hair, tilting your head slightly my mouth moves against yours, deepening the kiss while my arm slides around your waist to draw you closer. Breaking the contact, searching your eyes for acceptance and finding it there as I murmur your name and bring my lips back down on yours*
Prue: *Feeling as if I am drowning from the sensation that your kiss is creating, I curl my arms around your neck as I part my lips. A soft moan rolls through my throat as I feel your hand pull me closer, my soft curves molding perfectly against the hard plains of your body*
Lhethal: *tearing my mouth from yours as I feel your body press against mine, voice rough with increasing arousal* We should take this somewhere else. *dips down to suck at your invitingly soft lips again* Unless you’re into voyeurism *chuckles, brows wagging*
Prue: *flushing against your words, I take your hand in mine before bravely looking into your eyes* that sounds interesting but I don’t think #Ehran will appreciate seeing us in that state *smiling softly, I get on my feet and gently pull you until you are standing next to me* Would you like me to show you my room?
Lhethal: *chuckles as you pull me to my feet, thinking your beauty only intensifies when you blush* I would very much like to see your room, female *placing my palm against your lower back as we cross the room and I open one of the French doors for you*
Prue: *After making sure that no one is around, I turn my head to give you a playful smile before tugging your hand and leading you towards the grand staircase, past the empty hallway into my room.*
Lhethal: *laughs loudly when we finally reach your room, my arm pulling you against my body as the door shuts behind us* The whole “teenager’s sneaking off to make out” thing is cute. *my tone deepening to a lusty baritone as my fingers reach up and sweep your hair off your neck, my hand slides down from your lower back to skim over your ass, rolling you against me* But I’ll show you how a man treats his female. *takes your mouth in another heated kiss* You set the pace and I’ll be the teacher *grin*
Prue: *My amusement at how you described our plight from the living room all the way to my chambers vanishes as soon as I feel your hands on my body. The material of my dress proving useless against the heat of your hand. With a strangled moan I weave my fingers though your hair as I stand on my toes to meet your kiss* I’ve been told that I am a really good student *I whisper softly against your lips*
Lhethal: I got no fucking doubt there *my fingers deftly releasing the bow at the back of your neck, stroking my fingers along the soft skin that’s exposed to me, growling softly as my tongue dips inside and finds yours, the taste of you making my cock jerk wildly within its confines, shifting my hips as I grind slowly against you*
Prue: *Needing to feel your skin against mine, my fingers find the buttons of your shirt and begins to undo them while my tongue curls around yours. Growing impatient, I quickly tug on your shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere. Groaning in satisfaction I slowly run my hands through your naked chest feeling your muscles ripple with each tentative caress*
Lhethal: *Jaw clenching as I fight to hold onto control watching while you strip off my shirt, grinning as the buttons go flying. I release my hold on your dress and shift my body back a fraction of an inch, growling approval as your naked body is revealed the only thing remaining as cover being the stilettos on your feet. My mouth devours yours hungrily as I work quickly to rid my pants and boxers, lift you up onto my hips and shut the bright over head lights off and ignite a single candle. Not breaking the kiss, I cross the room and stretch you out on the bed like a feast for a King, my bonding scent flaring as I cover us in a privacy mhis before marking you as MINE*
Lhethal: *After waking I rolled over shifting my weight on top of you as my mouth claims yours, settling between your legs* Good morning Prue
Prue: *runs my fingers down your back, tracing the curve of your spine before cupping your ass while I return your kisses* Good morning my Lhethal
Lhethal: *groans as your small hand cups my ass and I move my hips against you* hmm baby I’m horny but not awake enough yet *chuckles*
Prue: Well *grins teasingly* we wouldn’t want you to miss anything of what I’ll do with you so *wraps a leg around yours* we can wait until you’re fully awake
Lhethal: *grins kissing you soundly before reaching over you, picking up the phone hand set and dials #Ehran asking him to bring us up some breakfast to enjoy in bed, not planning to leave this room anytime soon*
Prue: *watches as you reach for the phone, grinning playfully i let my hand travel from your chest downwards past your waist to cup your shaft in my hand* hmm I can always have you for breakfast baby
Lhethal: *hisses feeling your fingers wrap around my length, pushing against your palm* Damn female *growls as my bonding scent begins to flood the room around us, adding to what already still lingered in the air from the past few hours together*
Prue: *takes a deep breath, your scent a mixture of dark spices filling my lungs causing me to be painfully aware of my throbbing sex readying itself for your complete possession* I think you will definitely be my favorite meal baby *I slowly wet my lips as images of how we spent the entire night together plays in my mind*
Lhethal: *prepares to seduce you, my hand sliding up over your ribcage aiming for the soft swell of breast….as a knock on the door sounds and I curse, crawling off you and tugging the covers up over your body to your chin so no skin is exposed as I pull on my discarded pants from last night and go to the door, opening it for Ehran, thanking him I take control of the breakfast cart he’s brought us & wheel it into the room grinning* Thanks man *chuckling as he looks over my shoulder and quietly utters [You are welcome, Sire] before scurrying back down the hall* Sit up my female. *grinning wide* Let me feed you.
Prue: *I giggle like a teenager, a hint of color tinting my cheeks as you begin to slide your hand over my skin. The sound of someone knocking on the door barely registers as I focus solely on you. Hearing your curse, I grip the sheets that you covered me with with both hands and watched as you put your pants back on before padding barefoot towards the door to greet and take the cart from him, my eyes being drawn back to your perfect ass before moving to your face* real food? *I asked playfully as I move to sit on the bed*
Lhethal: Yes “real food” *I laugh, rolling the cart to your side of the bed* You think I ordered just whipped cream and chocolate sauce? *winks teasing you as I look through the items on the cart* You want a cup of coffee first, or food? *arches brow*
Prue: *scrunches my nose as I pretend to consider your first question* I wouldn’t mind it if you did order only those two. I’m sure we can find creative uses for it *laughs self consciously before looking at the tray* I’d like some coffee first
Lhethal: *watches you blush, thinking its kinda cute considering all the ways we got creative last night* One coffee coming right up
Prue: *smiles softly as I watch you prepare my coffee, your movements quick in efficient. Wanting to reassure myself that this is not a figment of my imagination, I lean closer to you with the sheets still in my hand and press a soft kiss on your shoulder*
Lhethal: *looks over my shoulder at you with a smirk, turning my head enough to steal a slow kiss* Mmm tastiest thing so far this morning
Prue: Just this morning baby? *I ask playfully after your kiss before resting my chin on your shoulder* what else do we have there?
Lhethal: This morning and every morning from now on *growls soft at the thought* Hmm bacon, scrambled eggs, sausage - other than mine… *winks chuckling* - some fresh fruit and muffins. *rubs hands together before piling a plate high and sitting down beside you*
Prue: A sausage?! Surely you are jesting baby *I asked as I cast a pointed glance at your pants *giggling at my word play. I wait until your are sitting on the bed before crawling onto your side* someone’s starving I see
Lhethal: This? *nods toward the towering plate of grub* Hell no baby, this is for you to enjoy. *lifts a slice of bacon to your lips* I’ll eat once you’ve had your fill. Now open. *smirks remembering how pliantly you succumbed to my requests in the hours prior*
Prue: *feeling the sudden urge to tease, I grip your propelled hand with mine before taking the bacon from you, my teeth gazing against your fingers then pulling back* after this it will be my turn to feed you
Lhethal: *groans feeling the scrape of your teeth, widening my thighs as my sex swells between them* Mhm but first you, my female *carefully choosing one of the freshest pieces of fruit, bringing the cut of honeydew melon to your lips…wetting your lips with the juices as I rub it along your bottom one*
Prue: *catching my breath at the sound of your groan, I feel my heart beat start to race as I watch you intently, my lips parting in it’s own accord as my tongue snakes out to lick the juices off my lips and your fingers before taking your offering*
Lhethal: *Summoning up self control as I watch you, your motions proving to be more of a temptation than that of my rumbling stomach*
Prue: *seeing your eyes darken, I lift my hand and cup your cheek as I move my body so I am kneeling on the bed before leaning close to capture your lips in a slow lingering kiss*
Lhethal: *my hand drops to your waist, curling around it and pulling your chest to mine as our mouths move hungrily and I press you against me, my hips grinding to yours as the food is temporarily forgotten* Who knew you were this naughty *I tease, voice rough with arousal*
Prue: *feeling an answering need in me, I let the sheets drop harmlessly back onto the bed before moving into your lap* I didn’t know it either until you came baby *I whisper softly into your lips while I grind my hips against your obvious arousal* you have to much clothes on
Lhethal: *growls hard throwing a mhis up around us as we disappear into dm so I can make sure my bonding scent covers every inch of you*
Prue: I guess I’ll have what I originally wanted for breakfast after all *I whispered before you silenced the rest of my words with a smoldering kiss and lowering me back onto the bed*