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Post by Lucy Christos on Apr 18, 2011 22:50:24 GMT -5
Lucy had brought Apollo to Paris for his birthday. During one of their conversations, it came out that they'd never gone to the Church together... And although the club was rumored to be shut down, it was a relic. And the mortals didn't have control of that. The French vamps still living in Spain still came to indulge and the Spainairds had learned to love it too. Although he knew that his dessert would be particularly debachorous, as it was his birthday, tonight she hoped to even top the cop car. Teasingly, she'd tied her loving husband to the bed and then disappeared into the bathroom. And then she'd come out dressed up for him. "This is your clue, baby, of where I'm taking you tonight." Lu did a spin on one perilously high heel, and then crawled onto his lap. "And your Grandpa Luc? Lets just say my plans for you would make him blush."
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Post by Apollo Christos on Apr 20, 2011 5:52:38 GMT -5
"I really like my birthdays" Pol chuckled, watching her with more than a heated interest. His eyes trailed over her, and as she crawled up his body he tensed, growling with anticipation and the depth of her promises. He was use to being tied up and teased, but it never seased to excite him. Leaning in, as best he could, he kissed across the top of her bust. "Mmmm. I think I know." He murmured against her skin, sucking on her skin wantingly.
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Post by Lucy Christos on Apr 22, 2011 12:13:47 GMT -5
"I know- I make sure you do every year." Her fingers played along the fly of his pants tauntingly. "After all, what sort of wife would I be if I didn't do right by you?" Pol's date of birth made her feel particularly generous towards him and her fingers caught in his dark curls. "Now, if I let you go, will you be good and not ravish me?"
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Post by *Gem* on Apr 22, 2011 15:24:42 GMT -5
"- can't promise that-" he watched her, mouth dry, blood hot.
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Post by Bails on Apr 22, 2011 15:29:32 GMT -5
She shook her head, holding the key in front of his face. "Then you'll have to stay then and miss out on your present."
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Post by Apollo Christos on Apr 23, 2011 3:39:56 GMT -5
"Luuu-" He grumbled complaining; "Why can't I have you now and my present later?" He pouted.
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Post by Lucy Christos on Apr 23, 2011 14:47:50 GMT -5
"Well you could have me while there?" She taunted, leaning over and nibbling on one of his fingers.
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Post by Apollo Christos on Apr 24, 2011 13:17:34 GMT -5
Pol couldn't stop himself, at her touch he let his want fill her brain, let it encharm her, capture her. What, he was the son a Lust after all?
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