Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:14:10 AM)
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Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:15:53 AM)
*He drove along mostly in silence. Though one hand rested on one of her legs as he drove. Pulling into the lot of his place and into the garage. Shaking his hair out abit as he turned off the motorcycle* Come on, lets get you inside, get you some dry towels and if nothing else infront of a heater to dry out those clothes, if not into a dryer
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:17:35 AM)
She looked at him soaked and uncaring... she slid the leather skirt down and kicked it and her stiletto heels off easily. She stood in garters stockings a corset and thong. pale skin out to view if he cared to look. She stared at him and held out a hand for his promised towels. "Well?" She quipped softly..."A towel would be nice.."
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:20:12 AM)
*He chuckled and he did look, very intently over every inch of her exposed form, giving an appreciative growl. Before he took the outstretched hand, and drew her into his half of the house. Back into the bedroom, which doubled as his private sitting room as well with a television in it, and many books collected over the years. Pulling open his closet he stretched to the upper shelf and took out a towel for her. Turning to face her, still dripping wet all over himself, the clothing he wore clinging to his body, he draped her with the towel and started drying her off*
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:22:46 AM)
She moved into the towel, her body pressing towards how his hands dried her. she stared at him for a long moment before letting her eyes drift closed as if to imagine they were mortal.
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:25:50 AM)
*He smirked and his hands drew away briefly, and he pulled his shirt off, standing bare chested infront of her. Smirking faintly he steps in close against her. His hands moving the soft towel over her slowly* You know, this might work better without the sopping wet clothing. *He gave a soft chuckle and nip at her neck and shoulder*
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:27:41 AM)
(( dude.... I am drunk))
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:27:44 AM)
** for real))
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:27:49 AM)
(hehe)
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:28:11 AM)
(( no really one eyed.. can we finish this tomorrow because legible sentences are becoming hard to form))
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:28:29 AM)
(awww, ok hun *nips*)
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:29:38 AM)
come ooc
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:29:47 AM)
ooook
Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:29:48 AM)
not tired.. just can't think Rylie right now.
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:29:57 AM)
*nods*
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 17, 2011 1:30:08 AM)
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Amaryllis DeCuir (Jul 17, 2011 1:33:20 AM)
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