Locke, In The Library, With The Romance Novel
Feb 20, 2007 3:21:53 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2007 3:21:53 GMT -5
The knight chuckled and held Felicia close, nuzzling her neck lovingly, drinking in her scent before gently nibbling the smooth, soft skin.
The redhead moaned softly, tilting her head in a silent plea for more as she began a slow, sensuous massage of his broad shoulders. "Don't you dare make me wait any longer," she begged.
"As you wish," Florian replied, and kissed his beloved with enough passion to make her swoon, collapsing weak-kneed into a chair. The knight kissed a hot line down her neck to her collarbones, placing the flat of his hands against the straps of her white gown to slide them down slowly, fingers never leaving her skin. Her pulse was racing under his lips, evidence of her desire, which only inflamed his own-
Locke gulped, loosening his collar. Okay, it was cheesy, cliche and contrived, but damn! "Florian, Knight Of Spring" had some scenes that were steamy enough to put hair on the chest of a toddler. What by all the Forces had possessed him to pick it up?
Oh. Right. Diamond. She had possessed him to pick up this crazy book and start looking for "tips" on how to be a better sweetheart between errands for King Shadow and Queen Lya.
It was unbelievably embarrassing, even if it would pay off in the long run. Locke wondered why he hadn't fainted yet, considering half his blood was in his cheeks, and the other half was in a place not worth mentioning in polite company.
Suck it up, the Mind told himself, but when he turned the page, he really wished he hadn't told himself that.
"Forces, is that even POSSIBLE?"
(And the mun had to stop here because she was laughing hysterically.)
The redhead moaned softly, tilting her head in a silent plea for more as she began a slow, sensuous massage of his broad shoulders. "Don't you dare make me wait any longer," she begged.
"As you wish," Florian replied, and kissed his beloved with enough passion to make her swoon, collapsing weak-kneed into a chair. The knight kissed a hot line down her neck to her collarbones, placing the flat of his hands against the straps of her white gown to slide them down slowly, fingers never leaving her skin. Her pulse was racing under his lips, evidence of her desire, which only inflamed his own-
Locke gulped, loosening his collar. Okay, it was cheesy, cliche and contrived, but damn! "Florian, Knight Of Spring" had some scenes that were steamy enough to put hair on the chest of a toddler. What by all the Forces had possessed him to pick it up?
Oh. Right. Diamond. She had possessed him to pick up this crazy book and start looking for "tips" on how to be a better sweetheart between errands for King Shadow and Queen Lya.
It was unbelievably embarrassing, even if it would pay off in the long run. Locke wondered why he hadn't fainted yet, considering half his blood was in his cheeks, and the other half was in a place not worth mentioning in polite company.
Suck it up, the Mind told himself, but when he turned the page, he really wished he hadn't told himself that.
"Forces, is that even POSSIBLE?"
(And the mun had to stop here because she was laughing hysterically.)