Pestilence savored the sweet kiss she placed at the corner of his mouth, and at the moment he couldn't have agreed with her more.
"You're right. Of course. Your beauty and charm just had me very swept up in the moment," He lingered with his body next to her's for another moment, but then pulled away. Yes, savor the moment. That was good. So instead of following his first impulse and pulling her into the bedroom, he instead took her hand in his and lead her over to the couch. He pulled a bottle of Fluet Jouet from the refrigerator and took two long-stemmed glasses from the cupboard.
"I hope you don't mind white," he said as he poured them each a glass. "Its my favorite. There is a deceptive purity to it that I find intoxicating." He smiled at her and rang his glass against her's in a toast. There was something about her as he kneeled at her feet. She felt so pure, and he found himself drawn irresistably to her. For a brief moment he felt a pang of guilt. He loved Uriel, he shouldn't have taken Angela home, no matter how alluring she was. But his body reminded him that he as single now, and there was no chance he was ever getting back together with Uriel, so what was the problem.
Taking his jacket from around her shoulders, he placed a soft kiss at the base of her throat. Her scent was almsot exactly how Uriel smelled in heat. "You must use jasmine perfume," he muttered against her ear as he licked it gently.
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Date: 2006-04-25 04:12 am (UTC)"You're right. Of course. Your beauty and charm just had me very swept up in the moment," He lingered with his body next to her's for another moment, but then pulled away. Yes, savor the moment. That was good. So instead of following his first impulse and pulling her into the bedroom, he instead took her hand in his and lead her over to the couch. He pulled a bottle of Fluet Jouet from the refrigerator and took two long-stemmed glasses from the cupboard.
"I hope you don't mind white," he said as he poured them each a glass. "Its my favorite. There is a deceptive purity to it that I find intoxicating." He smiled at her and rang his glass against her's in a toast. There was something about her as he kneeled at her feet. She felt so pure, and he found himself drawn irresistably to her. For a brief moment he felt a pang of guilt. He loved Uriel, he shouldn't have taken Angela home, no matter how alluring she was. But his body reminded him that he as single now, and there was no chance he was ever getting back together with Uriel, so what was the problem.
Taking his jacket from around her shoulders, he placed a soft kiss at the base of her throat. Her scent was almsot exactly how Uriel smelled in heat. "You must use jasmine perfume," he muttered against her ear as he licked it gently.