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Post by harrow daniel quigg on Jun 27, 2011 21:53:43 GMT -5
Quigg walked out, counting his cut of the profit from the sale. he knew that this part of his life would always cause strain between him and Senca. Harrow watched her clean up and sweep up some of the broken glass. The way her body moved, he couldn't keep his eyes off her. He went up behind her and placed his hands on her hips. He pulled her close and nuzzled her neck. "Would you sing for me, love?" He could hear her hum and from that he could tell she would have a beautiful voice.
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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jun 28, 2011 10:43:02 GMT -5
Senca nearly had heart attack when she felt hands slide onto her hips and someones face nuzzle against her neck. She was about to grab a glass to smash over the head when she heard Harrow's smooth voice ask her to sing for him. She tilted her head against his for a moment, sighing in relief. I don't normally sing for people. she murmured, closing her eyes for a minute. A song came on thhat she waa fairly familiar with, so, taking a supportive breath, and began to sing. Her voice was as pretty as her hum. It wasn't something extremely special, but it was enough to be recognizable. Her eyes stayed closed as she sang, her head still tilted against Harrow's. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she kept singing. After the song was over, she stood in silence, waiting for him to speak.
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Post by harrow daniel quigg on Jul 12, 2011 11:27:24 GMT -5
Sure, letting her know that he was there might have been a good idea, but he couldn't keep his hands off her now that he had her. In all honestly, he didn't think she would sing for him. But when she did, he felt his heart squeeze, Harrow loved that she had the confidence to sing for him. He held her close and rocked back and forth with his love, listening to her voice. He rarely held connections to anyone, but with Senca, it was all he wanted. Harrow turned her in his arms when the song was over and kissed her softly. She was so enchanting. He moved his hands down to her lower back and held her close to him. They were all alone in the Inn now, give or take a maid scurrying around somewhere.
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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jul 12, 2011 11:34:25 GMT -5
Senca felt him turn her in his arms, and she let him, leaving the rag on the table. He kissed her before she could say anything, and the kiss felt so perfect, so right, that she didn't bother objecting. Her whole body melted against his, her hands closing into fists in his shirt at his chest. He was quite a bit taller than her, she only came to his chin in her heels. The taste on his lips was intoxicating, and she wanted more. It was like he had just pulled her from a nightmare and now... Now she was forever safe, as long as he was around.
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Post by harrow daniel quigg on Jul 14, 2011 10:57:21 GMT -5
When Harrow felt her grab onto him, he had a feeling that she needed him almost as much as he needed her. She was the only woman who wasn't completely terrified of him. Usually he was happy with that. But he wanted to prove her trust. He picked her up and placed her on the closest table, Harrow was a strong man, he needed to in order to keep in his profession. He ran his hands over her thighs and to her lower back, he made the kiss a little deeper, allowing more passion between them. They might have just met, but he knew he was supposed to be with her. It was an amazing feeling. He wanted to protect her, to love her, to care for her.
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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jul 14, 2011 11:26:18 GMT -5
Senca found herself being picked up and placed on the table behind her, allowing Harrow's body to be even closer to hers. His hands traced down to her lower back and thighs, sending waves of heat flowing through her. Her brain was screaming at her to stop. That things were moving far too quickly, and they were. It was dangerous, but it was the type of danger Senca wanted to dig her fingers into. Her hands slid up his shoulders, to his neck, and then to the back of his head, curling her hands in his hair. Instinctively, one of her legs wrapped loosely around the back of his knee. It was a motion to keep him closer, even if the kiss that had just turned passionate did slow down, she still wanted him there.
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Post by harrow daniel quigg on Jul 18, 2011 19:07:24 GMT -5
Everything was going quickly and Harrow loved it. He loved how her body felt against his, he wanted to feel this for the rest of his life. There wasn't anything quite as raw and powerful as a beautiful woman with her legs around him. Senca seemed like she needed this from him, just as much as he needed it from her. Her fingers ran through his hair and his tongue massaged hers. They migth have just met, but he knew that this felt amazing. He moved closer when her leg went around his knees, her lips were so soft and inviting, he needed more from her. But, given how new their relationship was, and how much he was starting to care for her. He pulled his lips away and ran his hands down her back. "Might start something rather serious here. Not quite ready to take you, yet."
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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jul 18, 2011 19:17:41 GMT -5
Senca wanted him. She did. The sensuality of him was driving her insane, but she knew it had to stop. He pulled away before she did, and she bit her lower lip, resting her head against his chest, her hands falling to her lap. "Yeah, I know." she murmured. She pushed him back a bit so she could hop down off the table. She turned so her back was to him, and she started wiping the tables again. "I gotta finish getting these tables clean so I can go home." she said, tucking her hair behind her ears. She stood straight then and leaned back against him, allowing the entire back of her body to be pressed against him. A satisfied sigh left her lips, and she turned to face him. She kissed his lips gently before pulling away and moving on to the next table.
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