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Post by micaylah on Nov 2, 2008 10:02:54 GMT -5
Mica placed a hand on his chest as he pulled her into his arms. She felt the calm reassurance of his love wash over her, bringing her solace in the cold expanse of the revelation. They were alone. Alone in this fight in which they were cast. “Caleb will know. I am bonded to him through…Well I don’t know how. Our bond has always been. I can feel him, know his thoughts. He will know.” She looked deeply into Bruce’s eyes as she put her arms around him to hold him tight.
“What you say is true. I know their fate doesn’t have to be ours but I can’t shake the cold feel of death upon me. It wraps itself tightly to my being. I want to feel warmth…long to feel anything but the icy tendrils of death which hold me.” Mica leaned back to look into his eyes. “I love you.” She told him as she softly kissed his lips. The warmth of their bond beginning to wash over her.
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Post by taran on Nov 2, 2008 12:37:31 GMT -5
Bruce kissed her lips when she kissed him, holding her tight to him.
"I love you, Mica," he said, looking into her eyes. "If this icy grip holds you so tight, let me hold you tighter. Let me love you, let me give you my warmth to banish that cold of death." He kissed her passionately, rolling away from the tree and laying on his back, holding her above him.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 2, 2008 12:43:19 GMT -5
Mica felt her need for him as she never felt it before. She kissed him as she lay above him, her body wanting desperately to feel the warmth of his love to chase the cold from within her. Her voice could only manage one word..."Please" she told him softly as she rolled to lay beneath him.
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Post by taran on Nov 2, 2008 13:08:40 GMT -5
Bruce smiled, slowly working his hands to pull her pants from her. He placed her hands at his waist, just beneath his pants, as he worked on her shirt.
"You don't need to ask with a please, my love," he said, looking into her eyes as he pulled the shirt over her head.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 2, 2008 22:41:53 GMT -5
Mica looked deeply into his eyes as he pulled the shirt from her. Her bare form now lay on top of him. Her hands softly held him, gently massaging him before she moved to work the buckle on his belt. Her kisses trailed upon his chest to his stomach over the shirt that he wore as she pulled the pants from him. She worked her way back up, taking the shirt with her as she made her way back to his lips. She pulled the shirt over his head.
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Post by taran on Nov 2, 2008 23:31:30 GMT -5
Bruce smiled at Mica, feeling her chest against his skin as she looked into his eyes. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him as he kissed her lips passionately.
"I do love you, you know that right?" he said, pausing to look into her eyes as he felt his passion rising, his tender skin beginning to press against her as it firmed.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 1:20:18 GMT -5
Mica held him tightly within her embrace as he passionately kissed her. "Yes...I know." she told him softly. "God help us both...I love you too." She felt her passion warming her inside. Her love for him chasing the cold of the vision from her. She closed her eyes as she reached down to gently caress his tender skin.
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Post by taran on Nov 3, 2008 14:40:22 GMT -5
Bruce closed his eyes as she began to caress his tender skin, feeling her firm chest against his skin exciting him further. He kissed her passionately again, his tongue searching for hers as he held her tightly to him.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 18:28:45 GMT -5
Mica softly caressed his tender skin as it firmed within her grasp. She kissed Bruce passionately, her tongue wrestling with his as her hands play upon him. She drew strength from his embrace as she found solace in his touch. Her body became alive as her passion for him grew.
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Post by taran on Nov 3, 2008 21:41:04 GMT -5
Since he could not love her with his tender skin, Bruce loved her with his hand. As he kissed her passionately, he squeezed her chest and rubbed her tender skin.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 21:52:04 GMT -5
Mica felt as if her body was on fire. Her want for him igniting her passion as the power within her surged. Her senses heightened as she felt his hands upon her. She kissed him passionately as she felt her desire for him grow.
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Post by taran on Nov 3, 2008 22:17:51 GMT -5
Bruce closed his eyes, continuing his motions upon her body as he kissed her. His breath grew faster, shallower as his passion rose. His need for her growing with his tender skin.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 22:48:35 GMT -5
Mica took shallow breaths as his hand moved upon her. She could not stand it anymore. Her desire overpowering all reason. She released his tender skin and moved her hands up to hold him tightly as she rubbed her body against his.
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Post by taran on Nov 3, 2008 22:51:13 GMT -5
Bruce called out Mica's name softly as she rubbed her body against his, feeling his tender skin being caressed by her motions.
"Yes!" he said, feeling her firm chest rubbing against his skin. "Love me!" His passion rose, his love growing. He needed her, needed to enter her body and love her. But he would allow her to make the decision about when.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 3, 2008 22:54:23 GMT -5
Mica felt her desire grow within her then she decided to let it build within them. She continued to rub her body against his in motions of the love they would soon share. She kissed him passionately as her hands grasped at him.
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