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Post by Alanna on Aug 23, 2008 20:59:39 GMT -5
Her ankle healed nicely enough to move about freely she left Raphael that morning to do as he pleased he seemed to preoccupied with the blonde to her and she wanted to get away from Laois and his raven haired friend. So she fetched Moon and saddled up for a ride out of the town. The Orchard was the perect place. So she went.
Today she wore a dress she stole long time ago that she wore time to time when she was just reaxing not to mention her normal clothes were in need of washing just yet. So in the perfect fitting dress. The under dress a thin black and the over dress a dark red. Her long locks were brushed and a wavy fall down her back having been to lazy to tie it back. Truth be told she hated dresses but hey it was the only thing she had not in need on mending replacing or cleaning so yeah.
It was noon she had been there since dawn and at the moment she watched her mare graze as she sat in the shade of a bossomed tree in the middle of the large field just enjoying the piece. Humming softly to her-self as she fooled with wild flowers that were scattered about near her.
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Post by Hamlet on Aug 23, 2008 21:17:01 GMT -5
Hoofs pressing into the soft ground of the orchard Valley ground. It had rained a little earlier that day but it wasn’t anything soaking. Made the ground soft however. The gelding in which Raphael sat atop of was saddle less as well as bridle less but then again he was being lazy and didn’t feel like putting them on either. Dark eyes scan the area casting gaze up towards the sky, noon. He hadn’t seen Nadia at all that day and he wondered where she went off too. His wounds in which he received about a week or so ago had healed quite nice, no longer did he look like a train wreck, however the cut above his eye was obvious that it had been deep. Still deep red and swollen still however not as bad. He had bruises here and there, a few cuts on his face still but none as bad in fact look to be going away. He was beginning to believe that Nadia was noticing the attention he was giving Juli and he had to admit it was quite a lot however. It was just an act… Right? He couldn’t tell any more. The man sleeper in him has seemed to grow and he couldn’t very well contain his self in the presents of any woman, especially Juli. A woman who was so devoted to the prince that it sickened him! She was one woman he very well wanted and couldn’t have, maybe that’s why he had paid so much attention to her? Maybe that’s why he acted like a klutz and a fool. Really he couldn’t explain it. Spotting the mare of Nadia up ahead as well as her who sat quietly he slipped off his gelding and moved with quite stealth towards the pretty woman, obviously known to his presents. He had been a good ways away so there was no way she could know he was there. His gelding was even walking and with the ground soft it gave off little to no sound.
Moving in behind her, slinking around the trunk of the tree he moved to his hands and knees. On the back of her neck her moved his lips ever so gently a crossed the bare skin and whispered. “O doth she teaches the torches to burn bright.” Resting his chin on her shoulder and like a lover would, moved his lips towards her ear gently blowing hot air on them before speaking again. “Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! for I never saw true beauty till this night.”
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Post by Alanna on Aug 23, 2008 21:27:39 GMT -5
Nadia leaned forward to inspect a cricket that hopped on a fold of her dress long hair falling forward to her irritation. The sound of Moon's snort made her look up big brown eyes looked behind the mare before mentally shrugging. Then warm breath breathed in her ear with words. A soft gasp was given not really wanting to show her surprise to much but she realxed fast hearing the voice.
A smile touched her full lips before she turned her head slightly so she could see him. Then she twisted around using one arm to hold her up, upsetting the cricket. "Don't tease", she said with a sniff and a playful shove to his shoulder. Fingers tucked thick hair behind an ear out of her face as she looked at him. Dia looked at the sky then him smile still on her lips. He was here and not panting after the little blond. She wa pleaed for now. Nadia was not a jealous woman in the least bit that was for sure but she would never share what part of anything that was her's simple as that.
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Post by Hamlet on Aug 23, 2008 21:34:02 GMT -5
“Teasing? Me? Pft… never.” He smiled broadly again leaning backwards as she gave him a light shove. He fell back into a sit, muscular arms holding him up into a lean as he watched her. “Merely practicing my shakes Spear. that’s all.” One side of his mouth curved upwards head tilting to the side as he watched her, that smile simply enticing him all the more to draw closer but in one place he remained. Fingers moved lightly over the grass as he breathed in. “So fair lady Dia… What on earth are you doing out here by yourself?” His brow rose as he watched her features, ever so gentle unlike it would be with others.
He and her had shared something, something that he wouldn’t forget nor could she. He saw it in her face, she felt something as he did. “Such a pleasing sight hidden from view. Quite sad.” He openly allowed his eyes to travel up her dainty frame with a laugh. He leans back further on his arms, muscles twitching before finally lowering to where his elbow was now the one holding him up.
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Post by Alanna on Aug 23, 2008 21:44:07 GMT -5
Brown eyes rolled playfully at him. Thats her peacock alright. "Oh I see", she said amused by his words. When he asked why she was out here she shrugged. "Just enjoying the quiet. It seems crowded in that place", she said meaning the Inn. When he spoke again she smiled and careul of the hem of the dress and moved closer to him.
Shifting so she was slightly over him hip pressed against his bossom touching his shoulder on purpose and she lightly touched her lips to his before moving them back in a sort of teasing fashion having desided she wanted to be in a playful mood already. "Why are you out here", she asked him voice a light whispered brown eyes on him with a teasing smile wanting to see how far she could push him. It was one of a few things thy just seemed to do withiut a sooken word on if it was ok or not.
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Post by Hamlet on Aug 23, 2008 21:53:36 GMT -5
He makes a sound lightly as she rolled his eyes and tossed back his head. Closing his eyes as he still leaned on his elbows. “Crowded yes. I blame the two that came.” He nearly growled at the word. Laios never seemed to fail in finding him. It seemed like he could never escape that man for when he did forget him he would come back. It was like one of those nagging habits. God this made him want a cigarette. He tried to shut his mind off and rolled his head to the side opening his eyes when he felt the soft touch of Nadia next to him. Pressing into him and brushing her lips against his own. Boy was she stimulating something. As she pulled back he wasn’t quite finished leaning more into the kiss until she finally and successfully disconnected the kiss. “me? Thought I had to rescue my fair maiden.” He said simply. He allowed his elbows to drop his weight. Laying now flat on his back on the ground. His hand moved from his side brushing lightly down her hips was positioned on him.
His fingers fiddled with the dress lightly as he looks up at her a smile slightly on his face. “The only reason I came out here.” he shrugs his shoulders lightly. Moving his hand farther down her leg slightly pulling up the dress until he felt her skin on her leg. Dark eyes kept cast up towards her. “And you looked lonely. The only reason I stopped in.” he said playfully. He suddenly rolled over onto his side sitting up and pushing her down to where she was now on her back. He leaned over her, looking down with a gentle look upon his face. “You were lonely… weren’t you?” his head tilts to the side, moving one arms over her. Lowering lighty he kissed along her neck before raising up once more.
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Post by Alanna on Aug 23, 2008 22:07:27 GMT -5
Nadia had figured out soon after Laos's comming Raph didn't much like him so when he spoke she wasn't surprised. she liked the fact he didn't like the other. Simply because she didn't.
When he kissed her before she could pull back she gave in and kissed him back before he pulled away seeming having wanted just that. Oh she loved playing with her handsome bird. He was so much fun! A sort of snort soundign giggle was given at his comment. "Did you", she murmurred as he said he thought he had to save her. She aware of the traveling hand along her hip.
Everywhere his hand touched skin or clothed warmed. A sort of excitment rushed over her when his seemingly warm hand touched her leg but she choose to igore it just yet best she could. "I was till this point", she said as he moved laying her donw on her back. A smile given. When he kissed her neck she shifted slightly it was getting harder to ignore him now darn it all. After teasing out the attention she got from him for a week and suddenly having it all to her-self well she wasn't so, guarded just yet so to say. Her pulsed a little faster than normal now
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Post by Hamlet on Aug 23, 2008 22:15:31 GMT -5
He still leaned over her and nods his head, almost a serious look crossing his face. “Indeed. Wouldn’t want another coming a crossed my girl.” His brow rose lightly as he playfully smiled. She lightly moved beneath his fingers and this of course made him smile all the more. He leaned on one of his arms now, the other traveling down her body absent mindedly, watching each curve his fingers roved over. “I’d have to kill a man.” He said merely. He moved his head to where it rested on his own shoulder watching his fingers in which now traveled towards her hip again, sliding down her leg in which he lightly fingered at the end of her dress. He glances back down at her. “When do you suppose… we should leave?” he asked. He paused where he had his hand, resting it lightly against her before he slid his fingers back and forth of her leg at the end of her dress. In all honesty he couldn’t wait to leave, forget hamlet. If Laios was there he wanted nothing more then to kill Laios then his prime target.
The man was arrogant and mean. Plain mean. He’d set the guy on fire and piss on him before he lent a helping hand. He snorted lightly at his own thoughts not realizing he did that outwardly until the sound escaped him. He shook his head lightly now totally focused on his frustration he pulled from her. Moving to his back once more staring up into the tree. Resting his hands on his chest as he watched the branches sway in the breeze.
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Post by Alanna on Aug 23, 2008 22:27:25 GMT -5
Nadia raised a brow at his words. "'My girl'", she said as thought irritated by those words when in truth she loved the fact he spoke them. The fact he was possessive didn't bother her in the least bit. He was the ONLY man who could say that and keep his tounge in his mouth. She just Hmmmed when he said he would have to kill someone if they touched her. The whole time keeping he-self in check as his fingers played about n her leg and along her figure.
Then he seemed to go distant and he snorted. Brow twitched when he moved and laid on his back. What he got distracted so fast? Well then. Pouting a moment before sitting up and thumped his shoulder and a sniff turning away from him as though pouting. Just to see what he would do. Nadia was not about to let his attention stray so soon.
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Post by Hamlet on Aug 23, 2008 22:39:22 GMT -5
He merely glanced at her, his brow raising but he remained on his back. He blinks a few times as she hmphed at him and smacked him on the shoulder. His eyes kept on her as she kept turned away from him and he shifted. “I love it when you pout.” He snickered. Of course this was more of a playful poking-fun-at-you sort of thing as he shifted lightly closer. “gives you such a look.. But I will tell you what’s even better…” He stayed where he was playing with a blade of grass between his fingers. “When your mad.” he said. A slight smile crossed his face keeping his eyes on the piece of grass. “When your mad you get this fire in your eyes.. In which is highly attractive.” he continues on. “In my opinion this is the only time your really hot other times well your just.. Whoa. No strike that. More like wh-.” he smiles playfully at her. His eyes narrowing before he sat up fully and then grabs her once more.
Of course his mind was on other things he couldn’t help but play along. She wanted his attention and he would do whatever it was to please her. Talk about a hold she had on him. He dragged her over to him though carefully as to not hurt her. He was quite gentle with Nadia for he feared that if he was to rough with her he would end up breaking her. When she was close to him, she practically laying close to him, he looks down at her. Pieces of his black bangs falling down in front of his face but not abstracting his view. Fingers moved lightly over the sides of her face and down her neck. She was more then what other guys say, she was more then just another pretty face. She held a spark. Something in which could catch his attention in a crowded room. Fingers moved down the base of her neck to where it traveled in between her bosoms, down farther towards her stomach, until his fingers couldn’t move any farther down.
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Post by Alanna on Aug 26, 2008 9:58:18 GMT -5
Brown eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke. But she kept her back to him. "Don't go tryi-", she was cut off when he grabbed her and she gave a soft "eep." Dia glared up at him a moment but his touch distracted her from her dermined temper. A sigh was given. "d**n you", she said swatting at his hand but playfully. "Your a pain in the ass", she informed him, not really meaning it, and turned her face away from him eyes on Moon who lifted her head with a snort to watch them before going back to ehr grazing. Nadia was trying hard to not give in to the fit of giggles that wanted to come forth. Geeze he just seemed to make her do things she never did.
Raphael wasn't the only one who was being held. He had his own grip on her. He seemed to know how to work her emotions to his pleasure. He seemed to knoe how to make her mad, happy, and so on and so forth. The man made her giggly for heavens sake! Giggly! That wasn't her temperment. Nadia had at one point been a theif who never cared about anything but her latest target and her horse. She used to be the girl who man the men drool while keeping them away with her firey temperment. Always a challenage to tame for those about her and yet he comes about and she changes. But she didn't care that was the strange thing about it.
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Post by RaphaelLAZY on Aug 29, 2008 12:24:43 GMT -5
He was quiet even as she spoke to him, he just gave a bit of a smile and tilted his head to the side as if saying ‘who me’? His eyes followed her gaze in which was sent towards Moon, her mare, and like he had guessed it Ruse had made his way over there as well. He nipped the mare playfully and did a sort of trotting prance tossing his head up and down trying to get her to play. Ruse gave a squeal when the mare didn’t pay much attention to him, leaping, front half of his body lifting off the ground as he struck the ground with one of his hooves, ears pinned. He of course was a good distance away from her and no way would strike her. Raphael snickered lightly at his gelding, “If any one is a pain in the ass. I would say its Ruse.” He spoke. His eyes wandered down to her as she was once more staring back up at him.
His fingers moved down her legs again fiddling with the edge of her dress, slowly bring his hand back up underneath. It had been a while since he had explored her body that it was nearly teasing him. The way she could move and turn shifting her dainty little frame showing off those magnificent curves! Such a killer she was and he could honestly say he was the first to explore it. A cricked smile crossed his features, fingers now up towards her inner thighs as he caressed her legs gently. Having her in his lap merely made him feel some sort of power, something he couldn’t explain. Though he knew well he could over power her if worse came to worse but he wasn’t the forceful kind. Laios, was the forceful kind. Hamlet was the forceful kind. Raphael. Was not. He let the women come to him if they wanted him, they wanted him. If not that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t try but he wouldn’t force them. Raphael is the Casanova the sweet talker and charmer. He could make an old milk maid blush!
His dark eyes watch her features continuing to move up farther on the lower part of her body. Probably not the best sight if someone happened to wander a crossed them, they would probably think he was trying to rape her, when it was quite the opposite. There was a yearning of want and being touched from both parties, something that had happened quite quickly from a fling in the first night they had met. Something Raphael would never forget and he doubted she would too. A slight smile crossed his features as he lowers and kisses her neck gently along her jaw line. Soft, affectionate, and slow.
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Post by Alanna on Aug 31, 2008 23:39:54 GMT -5
Big brown eyes went to the gelding as he tried to tease Moon into playing. Unfortunately Moon was very unlike Ary, she was tempermental. Simple as that, she put up with nothing and had little connection with Nadia as was possible between a decent mount and its rider. Where Ary had been a motherly like creature with Dia always fretting after her like Nadia was her filly Moon could care less. So when Ruse trying to get her to play silky white ears went flat agaisnt her head with a snort of warning to him and she turned her back on him before lowering her lovely head to graze more. In some ways she was like Nadia always mbaring her teeth to those about her and yet at least there was proof Nadia had a heart unlike Moon.
But Dia's attention left the horses as she gave in and looked up at Raph when he spoke brown eyes rolling at his words before she gave a small smile back in return unable to play at being mad anymore expessally now his hands moved along her legs and up. Once again his touch left a trail of pleasing burning along her slightly tanned skin. Teeth lightly gripped her full bottom lip as his hand moved up to her inner thigh. A small soft just audiable moan escaped her. d**n how he seemed to get her to react in ways she normally never reacted to someones touch.
A smile spread over her soft lips when he decorated her jaw and neck with kisses. A small hand reached up and the back of her fingers brushed against his cheek in a very tender affection fashion. Her hand moved to the back of his head and she found his lips to claim them in a sweet soft kiss but even so it held a twinge of her normally firey nature. She couldn't help it. Nadia was ment to be a wild creature. Never to be tamed, possessed maybe but never tamed. Though it was clear she was more than willing to let him have possession of her without single word aside as to her letting him have this. It was simply the wayy she reacted to him and how her body simply spoke the meaning.
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Post by Hamlet on Sept 1, 2008 11:47:24 GMT -5
Ruse of course was untouched by her mere warning and being the persistent young gelding he was. Mocked her. He squealed once more baring his teeth as he tossed his head up and down in a fit of horsey laughter. Ruse had such a strong personality, one of which was out there and on a limb. He wasn’t easily pushed even if he wasn’t a stallion. Tail flicked behind him as he bucked and made squeals of delight for no real reason. Raphael drew his attention back towards her when she had finally looked towards him. Her smile upon her face was invigorating and as he trailed his fingers farther upwards to the very deep inside of her thigh, she moaned. Though as subtle as it was it was still there merely giving him enough stimulation to proceed. She began to bite her bottom lip and he watched her in fascination that he couldn’t help. How women just so naturally could arch, squirm, and emit sounds from their throats and sound hot at the same time. It fascinated him. Still keeping their delicacy yet the womanly independence knowing well that a lot of them had the will power to push him away and though effected by his advancements, had the will power to fight off their desires.
His lips traced her jaw and neck gingerly and soon some how were now touching her lips. Amazing how things so quickly could happen as he didn’t even realize it. It had a bit of spice to it and though she had so willingly went in for it he returned it. His showed a bit of his power, dominance, and though she wasn’t one to be tamed, he was neither. A natural man sleeper that could easily going chasing after two legs in a skirt and not even think twice about it. Raphael was a Casanova and it of course was to be expected out of him. The love of women were something he craved for and lived off of, however if Nadia wanted him to not do it. All she would have to do was say so. But she hasn’t… has she? Yet he knew some jealousy was there when he was around Juli, but yet again… Nadia has never said one word to him. So he continues. Even as Juli obviously showed little interest in him, he couldn’t help it. She was female… she was beautiful…
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Post by Alanna on Sept 1, 2008 20:03:49 GMT -5
Nadia never bothered looking again at the equines seeing how she could tell Moon's reaction by the irritated snort that she pinned her ears back and troted farther away from the other. Because that's what Moon would do and thats what she had done. So her attention was completely upon Raphael yet again. Shifting slightly agaisnt him as his fingers reached farther along her thigh to more highly sensitive skin. The feel of his lips on her skin as well.
Brown eyes closed before she shifted and moved so she straddled him and was sitting up. Finger tips rested on his pantline and she took over soft full lips moved along tanned skin of his jaw to the bottom of his ear lobe. Warm breath purposely breathed on his skin as she lightly pressed her full bossom and slender frame against him. Just not enough to push him back, just yet. "My Peacock", she whispered teasingly into hisear before lips moved back down his jaw. Her free hand brushed back his hair where finger tips brushed her lips quickly followed.
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