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Lynn Beautri
 Posted: Dec 26 2017, 11:27 AM
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Lynn Beautri
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Lynn took great joy in her acts of teasing. Once she’d released the sensitive bit of flesh, the man pulled his bottom lip into his mouth and looked rather delighted himself. Clearly someone liked it. She had a wide grin in place. That grin didn’t lessen even when she found the roles shifting again. Instead of straddling his waist atop him, Everett turned her back against the couch. Now instead of looking down at him, she needed to look up again. She could almost pout as he yet again put her on her back. Honestly she couldn’t complain either way. The view didn’t exactly change much so she still had a pleasant view.

Another challenge arose. Everett seemed to think she couldn’t handle him. Well, he was fucking wrong… It appeared she might just have to prove that. Naturally that’s what he wanted and she was almost happy to comply. He wasn’t the worst sort of person Lynn attracted—even if he’d gone and snatched her away from her original target of the night. Before she could think on how to prove it, his lips were against hers. It mimicked that gentle faint touch she’d used on him before Everett fully engaged her lips with his. In fact, part of Lynn wanted to toss him off for it. Yet she didn’t. Not yet at least though that was subject to change!

Instead of shoving him off her and onto the floor, she returned it. She wanted to touch him though he had his hand pinning her wrists above her head. Sure, she could probably break the grasp on her wrists and free her hands but she rather enjoyed it. Once his lips left hers, or at least were not pressing against them, she snarked at him as she had with every word before. “That’s awful tame for someone claiming to be hard to handle. Maybe it’s you who has to prove it to me.” She smiled at him; her legs were already on either side of him so she used that to her advantage. They would be wrapped around his waist. “Or are you just being gentle with me?” A challenge of her own made! Lynn could handle almost anything. She wanted to see what Everett was made of.

If she liked it then maybe Everett would wind up lucky in more ways than one tonight. Tame didn’t suit her. It no doubt didn’t suit him either. Why bother being gentle?


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Everett
 Posted: Jan 4 2018, 10:50 PM
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He could see the flicker of annoyance within her gaze as she considered the words, a challenge spoken from either side that they both waited for the other to rise to. It became a simple matter of calculating how much time Everett had before the elf or the Antivan woman would come find him and if it would be enough to show this noblewoman just what he meant. The desire remained, stifled if only to prolong the inevitable parting between the two but it did not ebb away from a body that readily sank into it. Just as it lowered between her legs so his mouth could fit itself against hers and steal a brief moment of pleasurable contact. Forward action caught her off guard at first, muscles tensing before they relaxed against the touch and the kiss was returned with ease. Everett pulled back, not moments after offering a grin in response to the taunting words that labeled him as tame. It was a game she wished to play, the two in the midst of it sizing one another up with each breath and each action but the pirate was not keen on giving in so easily. In a way he was testing the waters, seeing if she would be worth the effort to take point.

Lynn wanted him to prove it, slender legs rising to brace around his waist and Everett allowed himself to be pulled even closer if it was at all possible to do so. He could feel the warmth against him, hands still pinning her arms above her head as she continued her goading challenge. Everett tilted his head and released one of her hands if only to tangle it in her hair and wrench her head to the side, pinning it back against the couch. It stretched the length of skin for easier access, Everett lowering his mouth to plant gentle kisses along it. Down to her collarbone and there he stopped, pulling back to peer upon her as his face hovered inches from her own. ”You haven’t given me any reason to believe you are not some delicate and fragile noblewoman,” he murmured, returning to what he had been doing only this time with teeth grazing lightly along the skin. ”Maybe I don’t want to break you.” His breath ghosted along her neck, fingers still curled tightly into her dark hair until he released it without warning. The same hand caressed her cheek, thumb trailing along the bone as he considered her.

In truth Lynn had displayed a decent amount of strength already, but there was no fun to be had in relenting on that front. So he would play the game, for however long it would last. ”Make me believe you are not fragile, Lynn.”

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Lynn Beautri
 Posted: Jan 10 2018, 01:49 PM
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Lynn Beautri
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Mimsy
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They were in the midst of a battle, one without a standard sword. It pleased Lynn greatly and to no end. Most people could not handle her yet here stood—well, laid? Rested?—a man who was seemingly capable of doing just that. Appearances could lie and she didn’t put all her faith in Everett. At least not yet! They continued to battle one another in their display of sexual prowess. She actually really liked that part more than she probably liked him. Though looking at him was kind of nice too. She smirked at him as a hand weaved into her dark tress before forcing her head to the side. She offered no resistance; instead Lynn found only pleasure in the slight pain that the gesture brought.

Faint kisses were peppered across her newly exposed neck, trailing downward until his lips were against her clavicle. That’s where they’d end unfortunately. He receded from her and offered yet another challenge to the fiery Orlesian. Fragile?! Lynn? Those two words never went together unless ‘not’ rested between them. She knew this was just another challenge, coaxing her to cave and crack. Quite smart on his part but she wouldn’t crumble. The warm sensation forming in her abdomen demanded otherwise. Take him, her body screamed, show him just how fragile you really are. The demand of her body sounded so delightful but when did Lynn ever listen?

Prove she wasn’t fragile, Everett demanded of her. That was something she had no problem with giving proof of! Was tossing him about like a doll not enough? Clearly not, ugh, men! Lynn grinned at him, a sparkle of mischief and arousal in her eyes as she looked upwards. He wanted proof she wasn’t fragile, did Everett like it rough? Removing her hands from his grasp, she wrapped a single one around his neck. Her nails digging into his neck slightly while her hand itself constricted against the pulsating flesh. “Should I pin you against the wall and fuck you instead?” She sneered with bliss. Her brow arching slightly at her rhetorical question.

“I can just rip your clothes off and enjoy you if you’d prefer that. Or you are welcomed to find out for yourself how fragile I am. I’ll break you long before you break me, mon cherie. Was that true? No, not entirely. Who knew what would happen? Neither of them but speculating and taunting was part of the fun, part of the arousal. She would ultimately release her grip on his neck but she’d instead take her hand to his trousers, fingers drumming against the fabric.


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