19 Apr

Waking up later in the day, Romy lifted her head ,and looked around ,her dark ruby red hair tousled ,and hanging about her face like a curtain. Taking a long elegant hand ,she ruthlessly brushed it from her eyes, before her heavy lidded dark green eyes fell upon her armour tossed haphazardly in a corner. For a moment she couldn’t figure out why she didn’t stack as she normally did; when slowly the events from the previous evening came to the forefront,and a big grin crossed her face.She grabbed an armful of the furs, and inhaled deep,they still had his scent, and she filled her senses with it.. her body tingling in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

When he came to her after they had arranged to meet through letters, she was curious about him , he intrigued her ..he was unlike any of the other men she had met..Though he could be wicked at times, that smile of his that made her knees turn to butter, and her deeper recesses throb with wanting.,he surprised her with  how much of a gentleman he could be. The rose ,he gave her, was lovingly wrapped in paper , to protect it from damage.. she needed to look into getting it preserved.

To say the night was amazing ,was an absolute understatement,, Fnar had more than met her challenge, he met it , and blew it out of the water,showing her that real men actually existed and went on to prove it in an exquisite marathon of pleasures both sensual and sinfully erotic that had her breathless and wanting more. He more than kept up with her, he matched her the entire time, completing her in ways she never thought were possible. In the afterglow of their lovemaking, he held her close, both of them cuddling underneath the furs , talking quietly about themselves.. She found herself telling him about her time in Shattrath..and her time in the orphanage… her hands still shook as she recounted the events that lead her to being sent away from the orphanage.. the locket that she had taken back from the bullies who had taken it from her.. the feel of the knife in her hands.. the warm gush of blood ,and the give of skin..when she slit the throat of her main tormentor..and the feel of the precious locket clenched in her hand.

The feel of his arms around her, the touch of his hand stroking her hair and skin, was soothing ,she felt protected, He seemed to understand her better than most, offering a sympathetic ear when she needed it ..she discovered she didn’t need to be on her guard with him..she  could let her walls down and be herself..When he admitted to her that while he liked the idea of children ,he was not keen on marriage..which was fine with her, since she didn’t like the idea of getting married either , and becoming a broodmare for someone else’s family. She was the last of her bloodline.. she didn’t want a weakling siring her future heirs. and she didn’t need to be married to have children.However Fnar, was more than happy to help her build a family, he just wasn’t sure he could be a husband,and she found she actually like the idea of them creating little ones together.. She was perfectly alright with the idea of them being friends and lovers, they had already proved that they were more than a good match in bed. The memory made her smirk as she recalled how easily he made aroused her to a fever pitch of wanting…if they hadn’t created a little one in that long passionate night, it certainly wasn’t for the lack of trying..especially neither of them had thought of protection against conception.

Giving a sublime stretch she purred like a great cat, running her hands down her body until they rested over her belly .as she imagined a baby taking root in her womb. At one time the thought of becoming a mother scared her,but after a night of thorough loving from the golden haired hunter, she found herself liking the idea.Perhaps her threat of giving her father plenty of grandchildren to make him blush wasn’t that far off.. especially if the sire was her golden lover.She caught the scent of him on her skin, the unmistakable scent of earthiness, the muskiness from their matings,and the essential male that was was an intoxicating blend ,and she laid under the furs with a silly grin on her face as she thought about him.. she was definitely smitten.

Lustfully yours


Posted by on April 19, 2013 in Ramblings


2 responses to “Lustfully yours

  1. wowstorylines

    April 19, 2013 at 12:59 pm

    Oh, yeah, I’m sure that the blonde haired hunter won’t be baying at the moon for a long time. He was indeed pleasantly surprised and intrigued by his night with Romy. Great read and great RP – the getting to know you thing was awesome.

  2. dnooskey

    April 19, 2013 at 2:19 pm

    Lol,it was definitely worth waiting for.. she thoroughly enjoyed her time with him,and getting to him as a person was a bonus in her eyes. He definitely spoiled her for anyone else that’s for certain. I think the rp was definitely worth the long wait.because it was sweet, sexy,and funny as hell.


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