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Date Posted: 06/18/07 2:09pm
Author: Zidane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 06/18/07 1:51pm

(He liked seeing the evidence of her pleasure on her face, that smug look that said she knew exactly what she had done to him and was damn proud of it. He remained standing where he was, watching her move back into the room and crawl under the covers of his huge bed. It struck him, as he watched her, that he didn't mind all that much that she was there, invading his privacy. He sort of liked the company, especially when they were touching each other. He smirked at his own childish thoughts, and sauntered back into his space, unabashed by his own nudity. He went past the bed and disappeared into the bathroom, needing to take care of business before turning in for the night. When he returned, he stood over the bed, eyeing her, one red brow arched.) What are ye wearing, lassie? (He asked her, slightly amused, and slightly not so amused. She really didn't think she was sleeping in jeans and a tee shirt, did she? Cause he sure as heck was not pressing his sensitive groin against a pair of jean clad buns. Not in this century. He pulled the covers down and 'helped' her out of the shirt and jeans, leaving her naked under his covers. He eyed her for a moment, hand holding the blanket over her like a tent.) Aye, that'll do. (He said, and grinned unrepentantly as he tucked the blanket over her again and crossed to the other side of the bed.) I canna be comfortable squashed up against a bit of denim, aye? (He muttered as he climbed in beside her and drew her into his arms.)

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inside -- Bree, 06/18/07 3:09pm
- Inside -- Zidane, 06/18/07 3:19pm