21:24:06: <Fish> She was reading a book when she heard him approach, her lips curving into a smile. "To what do I owe this pleasant visit, Alan?" she inquired.
21:48:11: <ducks> He stuck his head in the door, able to see her from where she sat. "May I possible enter your humble abode, dear Rose?" he asked with a greeting smile, eyes happy. He jabbed a thumb over his shoulder. "I just returned from town so I thought I would stop in and say so."
21:59:25: <Fish> She laughed quietly. "But of /course/ you may enter, darling." She motioned to a chair near her. "I appreciate the effort," she said warmly, "though I can always tell when you're close." Her tone turned playful.
22:00:41: <ducks> "I know," he said cheerfully, stepping over the threshold with a quick look around and sitting down with a relaxed sigh. "But I needed some sort of excuse."
22:10:40: <Fish> "An excuse for what, dear?" She raised an eyebrow, watching him over her book.
22:11:32: <ducks> "Coming to this house to come and see you." He watched her, smiling.
22:27:39: <Fish> She laughed. "You don't need an excuse for that, dear."
22:29:47: <ducks> "Well, I do suppose you have a point," he mused. "What are you reading?"
22:35:04: <Fish> "Paradise Lost," she said with an amused smile. "And is there an occasion for this visit, dear?"
22:36:53: <ducks> "I wasn't under the impression I needed an.../occasion/ to visit you, dearest." He raised a good-natured eyebrow.
22:37:55: <Fish> Her eyes danced. "But you need a reason, darling. Otherwise, it would be...highly improper."
22:39:43: <ducks> "And Heaven forbid I do anything improper, hmm? I know, I feel the same way quite often." He gave an sober, understanding nod. "Could your substantial intellect perhaps provide me for a reason for which I am visiting?"
22:54:23: <Fish> "You were enraptured with my beauty and could not help yourself?" she asked, her tone playful and teasing. "Are you hungry at all, dear?"
22:55:09: <ducks> He looked her up and down, biting his lip appreciatively. "Always, milady."
23:18:57: <Fish> She smiled brightly. "Would you like to eat here?" she asked.
23:20:02: <ducks> "Hmm," he tapped his chin. "I would love to. Would you not prefer to go up to the main house?"
23:22:43: <Fish> She nodded. "For a change of pace?"
23:24:50: <ducks> He gave a small nod of his own. "For a change of pace. It won't be crackers and sardines, will it?" He flashed her a charming smile as he got up and went into the pantry.
23:26:39: <Fish> She stuck her tongue out at his back. "I happen to like crackers, sardines, and caviar very much, I'll have you know."
23:34:12: <ducks> "Surely, my dear!" he called back. "Surely. Hmm." He tapped his finger on his chin thoughtfully as he looked around the room, wondering what they could do...
23:38:21: <Fish> "Contemplating something, dearest?" she whispered huskily in his ear, a hand delicately resting on his shoulder, her breath tickling his ear.
23:38:36: <Fish> *her warm breath caressing his ear
23:41:26: <ducks> He let out a low breath, his hand finding hers and turning them around, pushing her against the doorway in a slow, smooth motion, his fingers entwining hers and lifting her arm over her head, his lips hovering over her own. "Oh, you don't know the half of it, my sweet," he whispered.
00:02:29: <Fish> "And what is it, I wonder," she murmured breathlessly. "Would you care to explain, darling?"
00:06:39: <ducks> "Hmm...Now, you see...it's always about you," he told her softly. "When I'm with you, I want nothing but to hold you..." he pressed his body against hers, "And when we're apart...I am only counting the minutes until we can be together again. It's an addiction..." He brushed his lips across her jaw and down her throat. "Would you be terribly upset if I got
00:06:43: <ducks> addicted to you?"
00:15:24: <Fish> "Not at all," she whispered, shuddering at his touch, her free hand resting against his chest, feeling the hard muscle underneath the layers of cloth. "Is it alright if I do the same?"
00:29:13: <ducks> "I would be a bit hurt if you didn't," he said with a low chuckle, skimming his fangs across her skin. "You smell delicious, love..." he murmured, tilting her head back by her hair firmly.
00:39:56: <Fish> She inhaled at the sensation. He was just teasing her... "I would hope so... though I know you taste far better than I ever could," she purred. "But then again, beauty is but in the eye of the beholder, no?"
00:43:52: <ducks> "Really? Because I can't think of a person on the planet who would not find you beautiful," he murmured, laying delicate kisses along her collarbone and up, placing his jaws over her windpipe and jugular, pinning her against the wood by his mouth and body, freeing her hair to run a hand down her side firmly
00:45:57: <ducks> .
01:07:39: <Fish> His mouth was /hot/ against her skin, his hands teasingly gentle, his touch burning her through the thick fabric of her dress. "It's very subjective," she breathed out, pressing against him, her hand roaming his chest, starting to undo the buttons with deft fingers.
01:24:08: <ducks> "My feeling on the subject are far from subjective, milady," he said, voice rough as he shrugged out of his vest and then his shirt with her help, turning her around and pressing her against the door frame, mouth forever caressing her neck as he undid the fastenings there.
01:44:04: <Fish> She growled quietly as he spun her around, shivering as each tiny button and clasp was undone, but ah, there was still so much more to go, including her corset. "Oh really?" she whispered. "I would think you of all people would be incredibly biased..."
01:51:12: <ducks> "No, no. Far from it." He hated buttons but at last the dress was undone and he started on that corset. Corsets were ridiculous as well. "Far from it," he repeated, "I can be extremely objective, did you know?"
01:53:13: <Fish> "Do tell," she murmured, a smile on her face as she felt him struggling. She reached a hand behind her and began to help him undo the laces. "Practice makes perfect, dear..." Her voice was mischievous.
01:54:40: <ducks> He sighed and stood back a bit to let her do it. "The things are useless," he said, a bit irritated.
01:58:28: <Fish> "No they're not," she said, slightly affronted. "They're /deliciously/ painful when you wear them tight enough... and they assist a woman in attaining a perfect figure..." After a few moments, she was done, and she removed her chemise as well before turning to face him, her smile impish in nature as her hands skimmed along the waistline of his trousers.
02:01:23: <ducks> "You /have/ a perfect figure, and there's nothing a corset could do to make me think otherwise." He gave her a wry smile as he felt her fingers, cupping her cheek to kiss her firmly, once more backing her into the doorway, but moving them so she was against the wall instead.
02:22:23: <Fish> "I like wearing it anyway," she murmured against his lips, fingers lightly circling the bulge in his pants. "You're just lazy," she teased.
02:25:39: <ducks> "And what if I am?" he challenged with a raised eyebrow, taking in a ragged breath and closing his eyes.
02:41:09: <Fish> "Then you'll realize," she purred, palming him roughly through his trousers, "how much I like someone who is wiling to /take/"--here she bit down on his shoulder, her teeth just barely breaking skin--"what they want."
02:43:23: <ducks> He moaned, his head tipping back and his hands caressing her skin. "Well," he said after a moment, "That's all well and fine, but you haven't convinced me on the fact, either." He gave her a cheeky smile.
02:55:13: <Fish> She purred against his neck, licking along his collarbone. "And how might I convince you, hmmm?"