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Date Posted: 08/21/11 9:24pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 08/21/11 9:10pm

(If a fortune teller had told him that he would be grateful that his mate stopped making love to him he would have asked for his money back. But he was actually a bit releived when she stopped her movements and his poor balls had a chance to breath. He laughed with her as he agreed that he wouldn't be moving very easy either.. in fact he wouldn't be wearing underwear for a while either.) Aye, well, ye'll think of me everytime ye have a sweet ache, as I will think of you. (He was still breathing heavily, his words punctuated by breaths. He pulled back just enough to push her hair back.) Och, look at yer neck.. (He said with a tsk sound, his fingers brushing over what where already lightly blue marks at her throat. He had felt the her blood beneath her skin as he had held her there during their passion.. and the shock of the split-second urge to choke had fueled his own passion as the need to protect and dominate warred within him. A bit of fear was a healthy thing, he supposed. Now though, he wasn't sure he liked seeing the results on her skin.. but he sensed that she wore the marks like battle scars and it amused him.) My fierce wee chitty.. (He shook his head a little.) What were ye thinkin to have me choke ye like that.. (Sure it had thrilled him, but now looking back he was just glad he had not lost his damn mind and hurt her.. and moved that she trusted him so much. Her question snapped him from his musings and his eyes flicked back to hers, the red draining out of them like she had thrown a bucket of cold water on him, she had just sobered him.) Aye, I did. And ye are.. my wife, I mean. Well, I spose ye are. Nae legally I spose.. (He was still turning that over and over when he smirked and shrugged.) We can make it legal, if it please ye.

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Replies:

inside -- Bree, 08/21/11 9:37pm
- inside -- Dane, 08/21/11 9:51pm
  - inside -- Bree, 08/21/11 10:09pm
    - Inside -- Dane, 08/21/11 10:19pm
      - inside -- Bree, 08/21/11 10:30pm
        Inside -- Dane, 08/21/11 10:49pm
        inside -- Durgan, 08/21/11 10:57pm
        Inside -- dane, 08/21/11 11:11pm