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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 18:25:06 GMT -6
Pauley nearly laughed through her tears when he tried to apologize for waking her up with is nightmare. She had just told him she killed someone, and he tries to change the subject- and to something nearly just as unpleasant. Lifting her head off her chest, Pauley smirked through her tears and shook her head. Kissing the man beside her, she sat up and brushed a hand through her long hair. "I can't believe you, love. I tell you I killed two fully grown men, and not only do you pretty much accept the fact, but you try to change the subject to something just as unpleasant." She kissed him again before climbing out of the bed and walking around to grab an oversize tee shirt to slip on.
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 19:00:02 GMT -6
Cian looked at her as she moved and kissed him. He responded by returning the welcomed exchange. Hearing her he felt a little bad. He hadn't really thought about that had he? He just wanted to change the subject a little. He was always uncomfortable talking about murder. He greeted her second kiss. Watching her for a little before staring up at the ceiling. Giving her atleast that much privacy. he heaved a deep sigh. He felt a twinge travel through him, but it faded. As he lay there, he wondered what to say or do. So he just thought.
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 19:18:21 GMT -6
Once she had her shirt on, Pauley walked over and kissed him once more. "I think I am going to draw a hot bath. Do you want your pain pill or anything?" Finding a rubber band on the side table, she pulled her hair back up. "And you are more than welcome to join me in the tub if you like. I would love it if I had someone to wash my back for me." Sometimes, Pauley had learned over the years that it was best to sometimes just ignore things and act like it had never happened when it came to the hard things. Like the death of her grandmother, or the fact that her mother was a whore and had never bothered to give a fuck about her.
"So, pain pill?"
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 19:41:48 GMT -6
As he lay there, his mind went numb, and then blank. Like all thought never existed. It was actually kind of nice to feel blank. Refreshing and he felt kind of new. Then Pauley moved back to him and kissed him, to which he responded to gladly. Hearing her question and the options, Cian once more thought with purpose. He looked at her and heaved a deep sigh. "Pill... I need another one. Then I wouldn' mind joining you... " He smiled a little. Sitting up and propping himself up on his elbows, Cian pressed his lips to hers in a kiss of gratitude and love. Speaking quietly as he had begun to pull out of the kiss to lay down again, he muttered "I love you Pauley... like no one else... "
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 19:51:00 GMT -6
Returning his kiss, Pauley smiled to herself. How she got so lucky to have found a man like him, she wasn't sure. All she knew what that he was easily the best thing to have ever happened to her. She gently cupped his jaw and smiled down at him as he lay back down. The scars he bore were beginning to fade, and she was so happy to see him doing better. At his declaration of love, she grinned and kissed him on his cheek. "I love you, too. More than you will ever know." She kissed his forehead then left the room to grab his pill and to start the water for the bath. Returning with his pill, she handed it to him and smiled. "I'll be in the tub when you are ready, love."
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 20:14:04 GMT -6
He smiled at her and listened to her. Feeling better when she said she loved him. A kiss on his forehead and he closed his eyes for it. Opening them again as she left and returned with his pain killer. He took it in his hand. Telling him that he could join her when he was ready, Cian nodded. "I will." He smiled. He took the pill and swallowed it. Heaving a deep sigh, he continued to lay there for a while. Until the pain had passed atleast. Once it had, Cian sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. Throwing the covers back, he rubbed his face carefully and gently to get rid of the 'over slept' sensation. Getting up, he walked naked through the flat, to get to the bathroom to join her. He really had no shame. The bruises on his body were fading, but they were still fairly visible. Poking his head into the bathroom, he grinned and slipped into the tub with her. Giving her a kiss on the lips once more.
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 20:28:00 GMT -6
The hot water and lightly scented bubbles calmed her mind as the young woman let herself relax. It had been a long day, and her body was sore from all she had done while he was sleeping. Pauley knew she should feel guilty for killing those two men, but she felt nothing. They did nothing to help society, and she knew there were so many others out there just like those two. Part of her, a large part now that she knew what is was like to get rid of bastards like them, wanted to go out and find more men like them and give them a shot or two. But she couldn't and wouldn't. Let someone else take care of them- she had gotten the ones she was after. She sighed and she ran a soapy cloth over her bare chest, the cotton cleansing her. As she washed her breasts, Pauley felt him join her in the tub, and she returned his kiss passionately, trying to convey all of her love within it.
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 21:21:39 GMT -6
Cian smiled as she returned his kiss. After the kiss he pulled back and grinned at her. "Still need your back washed?" His accent was heavey with mischeif. A grin on his face. The feeling of their legs entangled in the warm water was more then welcomed. It was a pleasant feeling that he was relishing. Making a mental note to try and do this more often. He liked it. A smile spread on the good side of his face. He playfully reaches under the water and very lightly pinches her toes. Wondering if she was ticklish or not. He continued to grin at her.
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 21:26:18 GMT -6
Pauley laughed as her toes were tickled. She was very ticklish, and when he grabbed her toes, she nearly cried in laughter. She had always had sensitive skin, which was why she tended to bruise easily. Kissing him hard, she smiled wide. "Yea, I still need my back done." Beginning to feel friskey, she gathered her breasts in her hands and smiled mischeviously. "I need my front washed, too, if you want to do that for me as well."
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 21:49:55 GMT -6
Once he was satisfied with the laughter, he stopped. Not wanting to tickle too much. He greeted her hard kiss eagerly. Once more Cian felt a stir. He smiled into it and groaned just slightly with the hint of a chuckle. Hearing that her back still needed to be done, Cian grinned again, but found that his grin spread into a wide smile. A playful one as she mentioned that her front needed to be done too. "O'course I'll do that..." He grinned broadly. Taking the cloth she had been using earlier, he moved a little closer and began to slowly wash her back. Holding her close and kissing her shoulder as he did so. Then once his hands had caressed entire back with the soapy cloth, he ran it over her shoulder and began to massage gently her front as he 'cleaned' her off. Slowly and full of care, he washed her. Leaning into her and gently brushing his lips against hers with a smile.
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 22:00:02 GMT -6
Pauley moaned as he washed her back, the soft cloth making circles on her soft skin. It felt so good to have another person treat her so tenderly. It had been years since she had taken a bath with someone; Eileen had wound up leaving her for a professor, a male professor. Having so much attention paid to her body was heaven. As he moved to wash her front, the color blind woman felt the now familiar wetness begin to pool between her legs. His ministrations on her chest went right through her, sending tiny shocks of pleasure throughout her small body. Accepting his kiss, she pulled his head to her, bringing their bodies closer as she deepened the kiss, her tongue dancing with his.
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 22:18:10 GMT -6
The kiss had greeted his lips was sweet and passionate as he returned it. Letting his tongue slip in the dance with hers on the instant. He moved easily as she had brought him closer. His hands still working her over. Letting them run a passioned course over her slick, wet, and soapy skin. He smiled and then continued to kiss her. Another familiar feeling. He felt it again. A slow building heat. A tingling sensation. It was a sensation that he was growing to know very well with almost every single time his bare flesh came in contact with hers. But oh... in a situation like this, it was a feeling that grew faster. The warm water and the steam. Their wet skin, slick with the soap being used. He moved his kisses to her neck as he continued to 'wash' her. The motions moving downward towards her pelvis as he continued.
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 22:26:14 GMT -6
As he traveled further south with the cloth, Pauley's breathing hitched as the cloth was run over her thighs, and then up, between them. She moaned and her eyes closed as the soft, soapy cotton made her shudder in a small way. It felt so good, so right. Kissing the man she loved with her entire being, her hand found his member and began to stroke it, the water making her movements easy. The bathroom seemed to get hotter as things between them steamed up.
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Post by Cian Mahoney on Jun 23, 2009 22:36:51 GMT -6
A chuckle was coaxed as they kissed. It was just a playful chuckle. He smiled. He loved her so much. Kissing her as he continued washing her with the cloth, when infact he had stopped actually washing her a while ago. It was then that his eyes opened a little and then noticed what she was doing. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft. He grinned and moaned as he kissed her. Loving absolutly every minute of this. He was getting hard in her grip quickly. It was the new sensation of the water. The heat, everything played its part. All of these sensations were causing him to harden a lot faster as his arousal was evident. Cian licked her lips and nipped at her bottom lip. Gently biting and letting go. He moved a free hand up and lightly sloshed the steaming water over her breasts to rinse them. His moaning continued. His left hand gripping her side. Gently holding her as his right hand explored the soft petals between her legs. He had long ago rid himself of the cloth. He ran his tongue down her neck and he moved to suckle gently on her nipples. Alternating between the two. Treating each one just as well as he had the other.
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Post by Pauley Morgan on Jun 23, 2009 22:45:50 GMT -6
Another moan escaped from between her kiss swollen lips as his hand slipped beneath the water and between her folds. The hot water seemed cold compared to the fire that was building between her legs. The heat rose when he pulled her nipple into his mouth, and Pauley cried out as a small orgasm shook through her. Her grip on him loosened a bit, but she moved his shaft to the same rhythm he used as he brought her to a peak. She kissed his neck, then bit down and sucked, leaving a mark. He was hers and she was his.
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