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Post by Summer Carson on May 23, 2012 16:52:20 GMT -5
"Really, any good stories on the topic of vampire, after all I should know, what I am up against" He told her and Summer laughed. "Well," She told him. "I don't think any book can stand up to the real thing now can it?" Summer asked now. "Well I have many books of all types & subjects, though have not ran out of room yet" He told her. "But, books on potions of course, then spells, history seeing if something happened, I might of missed & the interested to see how right they are or are not"
That made her think again of how old he was. So much older than her. Would that prove to be a problem for him eventually. He had mentioned before how hard it was to loose the people in his life when they died and he did not. She would die at some point. But then again, that would only affect him if they were together that long or if she died in the near future.
"Perhaps at one point, we should read poetry to each other" Rigoletto said. Summer nodded. "You did say you would read to me." She reminded him with a grin. She was silent when he turned to face her. Summer watched his face wondering what he was doing. "You must have had many women in all of your years." Summer said now. She did not know why she said that. It had just popped into her head.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 23, 2012 17:14:41 GMT -5
"I would hope no book could, hold up to the real thing" He smiled "But, I suppose we could find out" He looked to her eyes, as if to see her thoughts "I did, just poetry appears to be a good topic to read on, though you are welcome to choose the book & I will still read it" Of course at her question at having many woman, he could not speak so simple even if the answer was what she already knew, even if he went a life with out being with anyone it did not change that, in most cases he did, but it was true one was lucky to find true love in one life time & he could say that he had missed it in many of them. He was silent before he spoke "I suppose the simplest answer is yes" Though now he felt almost shallow, in the since he had just about made love to her & he was not sure if, now she would see, him as just adding another name to the list as they said.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 23, 2012 17:31:17 GMT -5
"I would hope no book could, hold up to the real thing" He smiled "But, I suppose we could find out" Summer grinned wickedly. "I suppose we could." She told him feeling more like her old self. She listened to him speak silently until he said that yes he had been with many women. She had not actually expected him to answer such a personal question but now she watched his face. Summer could tell that he was not happy to have told her that.
Summer cupped his face in her hands gently. Her fingers stroked his skin on both sides. "Thats okay." She told him softly. "You have lived a very long time. It's only natural that you have many lovers. I understand." Summer leaned forward and offered a gentle kiss and then a hug. She was wrong to ask the question. A lot of women would have taken badly to his answer. Yet, even though she did not know how old he was, Summer assumed that normal men had 20 or more lovers in a life time...and Rigoletto had lived many lives. "I still want to see what you can do." She reminded him trying to change the subject.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 23, 2012 18:08:45 GMT -5
He saw her wicked grin & with her words his eyes sparked at the though, though after he told her, he had been with more then one woman, he was not sure he could meet her eyes. He felt her cup his face & it was do to that he thought to look at her, he felt her fingers stoke both sides of his skin, he was once more surprised that she passed it over. He supposed he expected something else, yet everything he expected the worse Summer only amazed him once more & each time he only feel a bit more in love with her, though it was so slow he did not think about it. "In all that time, few have ever been as understanding as you or excepting" He lightly returned her kiss & hug. He meant it, lover or not, some times it was just not often he got such trust. With hearing her last words, he smiled a bit in a wicked way. "Do you" With that he moved to kiss her once more, feeling the kiss with passion. Only when the kiss was broke did he speak "Is there any type or way, you like better" All he wanted to do was please her & if he knew what she liked best, he would give it to her, on a silver platter as they say.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 23, 2012 18:53:34 GMT -5
"In all that time, few have ever been as understanding as you or excepting" Rigoletto told her and Summer blushed. 'I have my moments." She replied and smiled to herself. She was too easy... Summer knew that. But one could not change who they were.
"Do you" he asked when Summer said that she still wanted to see his abilities. She moaned with the second kiss and sighed when he ended it. "Is there any type or way, you like better" He continued. Summer tilted her head slightly.
"Surprise me." She told him and then moved a little closer. She placed a hand on his throat and then lean forward to lick along the side of his throat slowly. She kissed the spot and then sucked gently at the skin. As she had said before, Summer loved the taste of him. She knelt up and then swung a leg over his lap slowly. Stratleing his thighs now, Summer continued to favor his neck.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 23, 2012 19:25:37 GMT -5
He smiled as he heard her say she had her moments, he had waited for her answer to his question, though as she told him to surprise her he only more, wanted to please her. He felt her hand on his throat, as she then leaned forward to lick along the side of it, he moaned at the feel as he exposed his neck more to her. From there he felt her kiss & then as sucked against his skin, it was a simple thing he knew, but there where few he would give such an opening to his throat.
He felt her move, again as he felt her straddle him once more over his thighs, his hands moved up to her hips, cherishing form her hip, to leg before his hands move to her rear slowly slowly over the ares he went drawing out no set pattern on her.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 23, 2012 19:37:42 GMT -5
Summer left his throat and watched his face. She could feel his hands moving over her and if he touched a good spot, she would give a low little moan. He was learning wear to touch her but she still had a lot to learn about where to touch him now. The only place that she knew so far was his throat and his chest. She glanced down at his shirt again.
"Tell me what you want right now, Rigoletto." She told him meeting his eyes. "And don't tell me you want to please me..." She smirked and then winked. Her hands came to rest open against his chest. They slipped around to rest between his upper arms and his ribs. Summer slid forward so that there was next to no distance between their bodies. She could feel him under her of course and his hands were strong. She liked strong hands. She kissed him again running her tongue teasingly along his lip. She gave a mischievous smirk.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 23, 2012 21:38:07 GMT -5
Rigoletto felt Summer as she left his throat, at times he would hear her moan, as he touched her he learned to remember where she enjoyed his touch the most. He heard her first words & when he was ready to answer, she beat him in speaking, making him become silent perhaps she knew him to well. He then felt her her hands move on his chest before, the they moved upper arm & his ribs, his mussels moved at her touch. "I want to feel your touch, against more of my bare skin"
He then felt Summer slid forward against him, until there was no real space between them, he moaned at he feel of her so close & at the feel of her tong against his lips, he parted them for her.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 23, 2012 21:49:03 GMT -5
"I want to feel your touch, against more of my bare skin" He told her and Summer was actually a bit surprised by his honesty. She had not expected him to tell her the truth. Summer smiled slowly and then ground down against him briefly liking the feel of him. Her hands moved back to his shirt buttons again but this time she was not so slow.
The buttons were undone in no time and Summer slipped his shirt off his shoulders and then down his arms. She took a moment to take in the new expanse of flesh. Summer lowered her mouth to one of his shoulders now and placed a long lingering kiss over the muscle. Her hands moved over chest and remembering the growl she had gotten last time, she pinched both nipples at the same time as grinding down on him once more. Her lips found his again before he could react.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 23, 2012 23:10:24 GMT -5
Rigoletto saw her smile, it made him swallow not knowing what he just got himself into. He moaned as she ground down into him, he moved to meet her action. Only to feel her hands move to unbutton his shirt, when down he felt her slide the shirt off his shoulders & arms. His breathing had already quicken, at the kiss to his shoulder he felt his muscles twitch under the touch & come more alive, though it was her hands that got his attention that where on his chest, he growled at the feeling of her pinching both his nipples, as she grounded down on to him. How ever her lips calmed his so his growl was lost on & against her lips, his hands moved to her hips, as he rocked up against her, after she had ground down unto him, he felt the need to repay the favor.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 24, 2012 19:59:01 GMT -5
Summer felt the growl vibrate against her own lips and it excited her. She felt his hands grip her and when he pushed against her, Summer let out a moan of her own and arched her back. Her breathing picked up and her eyes fluttered closed. Summer forced her mind to block out any thought that tried to tell her this was too soon. She liked it and it felt right. Summer looked down and met his eyes. TIME SKIP
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 27, 2012 19:43:19 GMT -5
Rigoletto held Summer close, he had no idea if she had to work in the morning, he did not though he still would have to return to work tomorrow afternoon, to do his job though he would like more time with Summer to do things, perhaps when she had time they could go out for dinner or that. His hand lightly rubbed her arm as he spoke "Perhaps when we both have the time we could go out for dinner or something?"
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Post by Summer Carson on May 27, 2012 20:06:52 GMT -5
Summer did not want this moment to end but she knew that at some point, it would have to. "Perhaps when we both have the time we could go out for dinner or something?" He asked her now. Summer looked back up at him and met his eyes. "You have to go?" She asked him forcing a smile. She sat up now and then nodded her head. "Dinner...of course." She told him. She did not want to make him feel bad. Summer knew that he ha to work. She doubted though that she would ever see him again. "We will get together when we can. " Summer turned back to him to try and say she was not angry.
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on May 27, 2012 20:27:06 GMT -5
He saw Summer look at him, with her words though he saw her seat up, as she spoke he wanted to comforted her, though for the moment he listened to her words, when she was done he moved his arms around her before laying back down "I do not have to leave yet, later I will ...not yet, I wish to enjoy your company before I leave though Summer & I am off on the week end, for the time being" He did not think anything would change it, though he had to be honest with her, with everything that was going on it was hard to know for sure what was going on.
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Post by Summer Carson on May 29, 2012 22:23:07 GMT -5
When his arms went around her, Summer smiled softly. Even if she did not see him again, she still liked the way he held her. She let him pull her back to lie down on the bed and Summer's head went back against his chest. Her hand moved to his stomach and she traced patterns against his skin. "I do not have to leave yet, later I will ...not yet, I wish to enjoy your company before I leave though Summer & I am off on the week end, for the time being" He told her and Summer said nothing at first.
She lifted her head and kissed him softly before saying "Of course." She had been hurt before and found it hard to believe. Of course she had not gone this far with every man she had met and liked. But the others had hurt her just the same. And she blamed herself for that. She trusted. That was a lesson she should have learned a long time ago.
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