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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:36:30 GMT -5
"Oh! Mmmm, Bassarov!" I moan as he kisses me further. I squirm a little under him, but not in a resistant way. Instinctively I pull him closer to me.
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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 5:39:45 GMT -5
"I try to be as modest as possible. People seem to hate it when I flaunt my knowledge, so I keep to my books and help when needed."
He slaps the back of his head and looks at his hand.
"Cursed insects. Have yo u ever had a bug that wo't leave you alone, but you just can't stamp it down? This one seems to be saying things...Oh gods! I'm going crazy, thinking bugs can talk."
He laughs weakly again, leaving an akward silence.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:42:31 GMT -5
He removes the shirt that he lent her, and kisses her along her collar bone, and then dapples her with kisses across her chest. He runs his hands along her smooth pale skin, along her slender ribs.
He returns to her lips, licking them lightly with his tongue, his hands roving up her small but perfect breasts.
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Post by Fei Fong Wong on Aug 8, 2004 5:44:43 GMT -5
With a swift, well trained yet instinctive motion, I snatch my hand out and catch the insect, crushing it beneath my fingers.
"Perhaps you just attract the beasts." I say with a smile.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:45:20 GMT -5
"Mmm... That feels good..." I mutter between breaths. I have never been touched like this, not even by myself. It is electrifying, and excites me greatly. I kiss him deeply, and pull him against my body.
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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 5:47:56 GMT -5
Ashen thinks to himself.
"Yes, maybe. But, I think someone might be trying to contact me via alpha or more likely, beta brain wave signals. Alpha being the concious brain waves, and beta being the ones generated when one sleeps... No, I can't feel any other dragons... but someone is saying something, I just can't make it out."
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Post by Fei Fong Wong on Aug 8, 2004 5:52:05 GMT -5
I take Ashen's silence in stride.
"So tell me, what do you do here? You seem to have an impressive collection of books and paintings."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:52:44 GMT -5
Bassarov kisses her, but feels a sudden twinge of guilt. He pulls away, but cups her face with his hand. "Listen...I know that you enjoy this...but...I may be pushing you. The first time you kissed someone was just the other day...perhaps it would be best if we did not rush things."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:55:22 GMT -5
"But..." I say, just as my reason crashes back into control. "Y... You're right. I want this, but it's not the right time..." Ibutton my shirt back up. "Yes... Some other time..."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:58:44 GMT -5
"I am sorry. Maybe we should just go to sleep. I have been fighting a lot lately and so have you."
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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 5:59:16 GMT -5
"Well, mostly I help out any of the other people who work here. I'm a scholar, you see, and I like to teach and read. I don't like to fight because all I'm go at is running and thinking, not brute strength and broan. So, I spent my time here. Usually, and women comes in and helps me clean up. She and I... *cough*...ahem... know each other quite well. She's actually a very skilled poet. I've been helping the best I can, but her working hours are constant, unless she's cleaning my room. Then I clean, and she practices reading, writing, and poetry. I knew a man much like myself once. He was very intellegent, and he also knew the workings of the blade extrodenarily well. We talked deep intothe night at times. Then he left and we never spoken again. Oh well, tell me more about yourself, Fei."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 6:02:21 GMT -5
"Don't be sorry... It's just to soon... You do need to sleep. I will be fine." I say. I feel a need to change my underwear, and even though I don't want to admit it I am rather tired. I walk Bassarov to the door. "Thank you..."
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Post by Fei Fong Wong on Aug 8, 2004 6:03:36 GMT -5
"There's not much to tell." I say. "I never knew my father or my mother. I don't remember anything really. A few years back I was left extremely battered and wounded at a small village, and they raised me and nursed me back to health..."
I trail off, a distant pain appearing in my eyes.
((I'm off to bed now. G'night))
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 6:05:43 GMT -5
"Yes, good bye!"
Bassarov leaves her appartment and goes back to his own, feeling a little regretful, but overall, pleased that he did not push her into something she may not be emotionally ready for.
He enters his apartment, peels off his clothes and goes to bed.
He falls asleep thinking that he had indeed done the right thing, and was proud of his self control, something he tends to lack in those situations.
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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 6:08:51 GMT -5
Ashen begins to worry. If he changes here then I fear my books will be all a muck.
Ash rubs his shoulder, a comforting gesture
"Let's not dwell on the past anymore, Fei. How would you like to... oh, I don't know..."
To make up for the pause in conversation, Ashen desides to talk about his past.
"I was always the runt in the family and everyone bullied me to within no end. So, I took up readin to take my mind off..."
He continues on in this fashion.
((Good Night))
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