Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:02:28 PM)
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Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:03:06 PM)
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Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:05:07 PM)
(go ahead and post)

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:10:25 PM)
(I was looking for a cabin pic)

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:10:31 PM)
(Do you have one... trying to get a feel for the place)

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:17:58 PM)
*He moved through the green house. Looking for the pot with the mint in it.. inhaling deeply from his nose.. Eyes flickered back and forth.. As he saught the leaved out*

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:18:07 PM)
(Leaves out)

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:19:47 PM)
The two of them were alone, and the gauzy veil that would normally conceal her features is draped over her shoulders... She moved behind Tommy, her slipper covered footsteps soft as she trails toward him. she wore a long, white dress, gauzy and trailing that nipped at the base and tugged tightly to her bodice with Guinevere sleeves tha trail behind her as she moves.

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:24:34 PM)
*Hearing the soft touch of her feet against the flooring of the green house.. He could smell the scent of her over all the mix of herbs that dwelled within. He could feel her presence making him stronger as she got closer to his destination.. He turned to face her and leave his search for mint behind. Eye's trailing over the slendar form, the beautiful curves of her body, accent by the flowing paterens of her attire. Though his eyes did not stay focused on her body for long, it was lost in the golden shimmer of her hair and the bright blue of her eyes, signfying the beauty of a sun lit sky. His voice rumble out deep yet so devoaire..* Hello my beautiful sunshine.. *Such a chesire grin slipped over his lips..*

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:37:29 PM)
"Hello, my Dark Prince..." she purrs... her soft voice washing over him as she steps closer her fingers closing around his. Her bright eyes lift to his and her smile brightens... She lightly traced the side of his hand with her thumb.

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:41:09 PM)
*He gazed into her eyes, tilting his head down ward slightly, and placing the softest of kisses upon her brow.. His one hand slipped within hers latching there fingers together as his free arm wrapped around her upper back and pulled her into his chest.. the hand would then move up to the back of her head guideing it softly to the sound of his pounding heart within as his fingers slid down the silky golden rays of sun that seemed to spill from her scalp.. It was as if he could never seem to get close enough to her, the contact of the flesh.. a flesh he never had.. made him thank ful for every moment of his free will.*

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:44:28 PM)
A soft noise escapes at his tender care. She never tired of his nearness. Her eyes close and a sigh of contentment escapes as the two enjoy a moment of solitude from the incessant needs of their closest of friends.... those that -never- tired of their needyness... A step was taken closer as the distance that separates them closed. He was intoxicating.... She breathed deeply of his scent, and her free hand traces the sculpted contors of his chest, her nails trailing lightly through the fabric....

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:44:35 PM)
"What are you seeking?"

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:45:09 PM)
(contours)

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 10:49:25 PM)
*He spoke softly but even then his voice was soo deep and thick..* I was looking for mint leaves..

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 10:56:04 PM)
She nods, and turns to seek out the sprigs for Tommy. He is tugged along as she continues to maintain her soft grip on his fingers. She plucks a few of fragrant plants, and turns to place them in his hand.

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 11:00:48 PM)
*He was tugged along, he held her hand, following her much like a puppy on a leash.. He smiled at that sillyness of the thought.. And when she placed the leaves in his one hand, he raised her other hand with his free hand, lightly kissing her knuckles* Thank you.. Sunshine.. *A wink of myschief in his eyes.. * You want some tea?

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 11:03:57 PM)
"I would love some tea..." As he raises her hand, she lifts the train of her dress as if a fine lady and dipped into a quick curtsey. Her lips are pursed and moistened, and her wide blue eyes flicker. "Mint... and what... else?" she queries, her eyes bright and questioning.

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 11:07:16 PM)
Some tea leaves, and a bit of honey soaked cone.. *he began to lead her back into the house.*

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 11:18:27 PM)
"It sounds delicious..." her hand tugs the hem of her dress upward. She moves along with Tommy, a shiver runs through her as they are pelted by the falling rain.... "Run!" she laughs... Tugging him as they run along the path to the house...

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 11:24:30 PM)
*He ran after her then seemed to speed up incredibly and pick her up into his arms.. She felt as if she was flying as he carried her at incredible speed towards the shelter of the house and placed her on the back porch steps*

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 11:26:56 PM)
Her arms wrap around and she giggles in a frightened yet excited manner as she clings... "Mmmm you never cease to sweep me off my feet..." she admits. Her dangling feet wiggle and her finger curls a hair at the base of his scalp.

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 11:37:53 PM)
*He took her to the house.. Slipping inside holding her to his chest he placed her down on her soft slippers.. Once he closed and locked the door he took her hand once more, guideing her to the kitchen. He placed the hot water on, then moved to grab the cups*

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 11:39:14 PM)
*She could see the mirror over the stove, and when she noticed his reflection passing by it.. She could see the large angelic wings and his awe inspireing angelic form, yet when she looked at his body, she saw tommy, but in the mirror it was the other part of his soul, it was the one whom fell from grace..*

Céline Lefèbvre (Jan 17, 2011 11:42:37 PM)
Celine moved to get the honey. The two moved seemlessly. It came from the time spent. As he turned cups in hand he notes that she wiggles both the honey and two spoons... "I love when you make me tea..." she admits. She looked to Gazardiel whenever she could. As always inspired by the awesome power and beauty of his form. She even studied it in the full length mirror that hung above their bed while the two made love.... Gorgeous... two loves yet one... intensity.... passion... fulfillment... She was quite blessed... She thanked the fates daily for such luck...

Tommy Rivera (Jan 17, 2011 11:56:36 PM)
*He placed the cone, the mint and tea leaves into two tea spoons latching them closed so the herbs and honey comb would melt through the holes in the spoon and into the cup. one could stirr the spoon to strengthen the flavor.. *