Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:29:55 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:30:31 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:31:19 PM)
(I'll post after you d0 )

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:31:44 PM)
*He moved into the house silently. He hung his light jacket on the coat rack. Then moved silently through the house. going to sneak up on dama..*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:33:15 PM)
*sneak sneak sneak*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:34:23 PM)
*Honor needed his rest, being still a child so she had seen to his bedtime routine then to a few items in the kitchen. Currently she was still clad in business attire, a red dress of some expensive taste with an apron over it to protect it from the wash water of the sink.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:35:27 PM)
*He sneaked up behind her creepin all silently then grabbed her from behind covering her eyes with one hand and his other hand wrapped around her waist to hold her close* guess who?

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:38:38 PM)
*A sudden intake of air doubled the quickness of her beating heart. Truly she hadn't at all heard anyone entering the kitchen, perhaps that was an altogether bad thing. Right now though it was a good thing, and she sank against him in a sigh of relief* Is it someone whome wished to teach me a lesson as to being more aware of my surroundings?

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:38:44 PM)
(whom^)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:41:34 PM)
Indeed.. *he kissed her cheek releasing her eyes, then turned her around to face him he pinned her so the small of her back was against the sink as he moved his hands aruond her and shut of the faucet.* so perhaps we give you a reminder of this moment?

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:46:11 PM)
*Irritation at being captured completely off guard was detectible in her face once it was released of his care. Slowly the annoyance dissolved as he turned her around, making her essentially helpless in doing much of anything in being secured against the sink. She tried then to not focus on how aroused she was in being helpless, and breathed deeply to calm her mind...some*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:48:53 PM)
*He grinned impishly at Dama.. Then whispered* come I will teach you..

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:51:35 PM)
As though I could ever resist your wanting to instruct me. *faintly she smirked, making a quick though neat removal of the apron when there was some space between their bodies. Of course where ever he desired her to go, she would follow*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:53:27 PM)
*He smiled and pulled her by the wrist up the steps.*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:55:26 PM)
*Genty her lovely hair brushed over shoulders and back alike as she was escorted up the stairs. Again she breathed deeply, exhaling smoothly as her heart skipped beats*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 9:58:23 PM)
*He was moving towards there bedroom. His eyes flickered back to her. There was a black bag on the bed. Which he released her wrist and moved towards the black bag*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:01:23 PM)
*A mysterious bag of possible pains or pleasures could await her from that bag. Then again it could be neither of the two, in which case her devious tendencies needed to desperately have a break until her lesson was over. Lifting a brow at the bag she lightly motioned towards it* A gift...for me?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:03:51 PM)
*He said in a deep voice* shut the bedroom door.. *And he began pulling stuff out of the black bag, one a mask covering the nose and eyes, one was a couple candles and he began to remove his belt.*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:06:13 PM)
*Thoughtfully she watched him, moving towards the door to push it gently closed. A hand lingered on the cool wood of the door before she sauntered closer to the bed* What can I do in order to...aid in my lesson?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:08:00 PM)
You will remember the mistake you made and never forget it, and I will begin teaching you to better pay attension to your enviorment. *He looked at her*stand still.. *And slowly he began removing his shirt very slowly one button at a time.*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:13:56 PM)
*A mistake far worse could have been made in not taking care of what was going on about her...at all times. Even at home, with all its security, something could have happened to Honor. Just because she had failed to be aware. She picked apart that thought until it was taken into the marrow of her bones.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:18:32 PM)
*He unbuttoned the shirt.. And got to the pants and pulled his shirt out of his pants unbuttoning the rest of it then unbuttoning the cuffs and letting it fall to the floor. The belt he Folded in half and made the SNAPPING sound before tossing it on the bed. *

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:22:29 PM)
*Momentarily her chin lifted at the sharp sound though gave no other outter reaction. When her eyes beheld his bare chest it brought a delightful shudder to her slender frame* Dalton...you are so perfect.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:27:11 PM)
*He looked over at her with a grin. Then he moved towards her motioning to her dress* that dress will be ruined tonight. It is your own fault..

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:32:34 PM)
*Adoration cast its spell on her through and through. She wanted to touch him, to feel the perfect ripples of his muscles slipping under her fingers though it would come in due time. Briefly she looked at the dress then lifted her eyes to him* I understand. You could have been here as an enemy to take my life, as well as the life of Honor. You would have been....displeased to have learned that I failed you.

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:36:16 PM)
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Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:36:25 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:37:22 PM)
*Steven had the key to the gates and front door*

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:39:19 PM)
*steven headed up to the pack house but out of repect for dalton he rang the doorbell to note that there was company before comming in the door. He hollered for Dalton* Hey man, you around?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:40:16 PM)
*He heard the door bell ring and looked back at her. He gripped her throat tightly and looked deep in her eyes with a deep rumbling dominate voice* wel will continue this later Dama, you hear me?

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:42:13 PM)
*A note of fear crept into her eyes though was willed into nothingness as she breathed as slowly as possible in an effort to spare her throat further discomfort* Yes...I hear...you. *she managed to say*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:44:40 PM)
*he loosened his grip then grinned at her* Come. *He said as he moved towards the bedroom door holding her slendar wrist. He shut the bedroom door and called from upstairs*Im on my way down. *Dalton was wearing a pair of pants and his sneakers, no shirt the scar over his side on his abdomon was still deep red, from being shot with a shot gun full of silver..*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:45:40 PM)
*Cossie of coures averted her eyes when she saw the other shirtless garou her hands moving behind her back to stay close to steven*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:47:29 PM)
*An expensive dress of red had been selected for her home attire. It was better suited for the office though to her it was common place to wear such clothing about the house. Despite the small ache on her windpipe she greeted the pair with a smile*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:49:29 PM)
*Cossie was dressed in a pretty dress herself, made of black and gray material, always dressed like a lady but with just a touch of flare* http://www.modcloth.com/store/ModCloth/Womens/Dresses/On+the+Spiral+Stair+Dress

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:49:30 PM)
*He came down the steps with thudding steps and his mate in tow. He was not letting go of her wrist for the moment. And he gazed over at steven* you finnally woke johnny boy?

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:50:20 PM)
*he patiently waited for Dalton, Dama, or Honor to come take them to a proper place when it happened* Hey.. well.. I was awake... Just a bit tied up with the personal life and all.. Im sure you understand that being with a family yourself.

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:50:33 PM)
Figured if you needed me you'd come get me.

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:52:00 PM)
*Once the smile had been spared for their guests it faded away so that her expression appeared neutral*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:53:48 PM)
Your wife said you where in the masterbedroom. Me I told her to tell ya I needed to speak to you. *motions to a large area by the foot of the stairs covered with black cloth* you will need to bring all that stuff up to the attick. *Then looks to the other kinfolk* and wanted to talk to you about you wifes "Issues" a bit more when you had time for it.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:53:54 PM)
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Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:55:03 PM)
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Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:56:10 PM)
Do you want her around to listen or is this a matter for the trueborn?

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 10:56:24 PM)
*She of course raised an eyebrow not really sure that she had any issues to speak of. She still she did not say anything at all*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:57:14 PM)
Dude shes your mate, i just wont speak bout pack shit infront of her, but if you want her to hear that's fine. *Shrugs* but you will need to get those things upstairs they are for crows shrine

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 10:58:03 PM)
*No matter how tightly Dalton held her wrist the Kinfolk was wise to not make any show of discomfort. Like Cosette, she spoke not a single word and just listened to the Garou chat*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:03:05 PM)
*He pulled dama infront of him to block his chest and shoulders from cosette since it seem to make the other kinfolk sooo uncomfortable. With dama infront of him he wrapped his arms beneith hers and slid them over her stomache his head leaned down and he whispered in her ear before moving hischin to her left shoulder and nuzzling his cheek beside her slendar throat a moment*

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:07:33 PM)
*Fluidly her body followed his direction with the slightly shuddered taking hold of her frame as he whispered into her ear. If they were alone she would have commented on that whisper. A grin slipped across her lips though it quickly disappeared as her eyes settled on Cosette*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:10:49 PM)
*She watched Dama's reaction carefuly, rather sure that little whisper must have been about her because of the other kinfolk's reaction changed when her eyes settled on her again*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:11:07 PM)
(( can I roll pert + alter diff 8 to hear the whisper ?))

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:13:10 PM)
(I don't mind a roll. Dalton?)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:13:49 PM)
(go ahead)

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:14:46 PM)
(( yay! Botched))

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:14:54 PM)
(Oh my lol)

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:20:32 PM)
*What she thought she heard was a little kinky, making her smile for just a split second, as she turned her head looking away from the display of affection between the couple. She wanted to give them a bit of privicey&

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:28:05 PM)
*Curiosity blossomed in the features of her face over the reaction that was witnessed from Cosette.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:31:50 PM)
*He looked between steven and cosette*So allright then.. She needs to be re educated man.. The whole pure blood silver fang mentality she has, has got to be corrected. She needs to know that proving yourself worthy of being thunders child is more important to the tribe then being born of its blood.. *His hands slipped around damas waist and up a bit.. to slide beneith the curve of her breasts beneith the cloth of her dress. His teeth then nipped lightly at her throat before he spoke once more.* She could be essential to your arsenal of weaponry.

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:37:25 PM)
*A pleasant moan, so soft and sweet, whispered over the suppleness of her coral painted lips. His hands felt to wondrous in caressing her thusly. While perhaps others would shy away from the contact in front of others, the Kinfolk embraced it and intensely gazed at Cosette. When that little nip of pain invaded her senses she merely moaned softly again*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:39:32 PM)
*That was not the first time she had heard others say the exact same thing. There was a bit of a confused look that washed over her features. A slight wrinkling of her nose wishing to speak but while the true borns were talking she would be quite, her hands placed behind her back fingers interlaced tightly together*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:44:23 PM)
*He rubbed his lips against the place where he bit before offering the red mark a soft kiss.. His arms around her waist and held her back firmly to his chest. his chin still resting on her shoulder as he whispered once more in her hear*

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:44:44 PM)
Well, I dunno.. I mean.. I wish you knew her before I met her. *he thought a bit.* She has that blood of the lords in her. It's about control and power. Is it a fault? Not really.. But at the same time.. I dunno. She hasn't been agressive to the trueborn apart from myself.

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:47:32 PM)
*In order to enforce what had been whispered she bit down on her lips for a sparse second until the urge to further respond to his actions passed.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:47:46 PM)
*He looked at steven* What if she was purposed by one of those with higher breeding then your own, how easily would she be manipulated to use there dagger when your back was turned? Do you feel that her attitude about you is the most lucrative?

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:51:30 PM)
*he shrugged* I dunno.. I know I've told her that the tribe sees ability better than breeding. Thats why our Rite of Passage is brought to the next level. To cull out the inferior and weak.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:53:28 PM)
*He looks at steven* yeah well ya know, if she was less approachable, she would be able to bring you more informaiton.

Steven Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:53:52 PM)
What are you thinking.. An intervention?

Cosette Vincent (Oct 7, 2010 11:54:43 PM)
Twists-the-Truth-Rhya I do not believe you have my know my mind and my heart. I am true to my tribe and my husband. My brother’s views are not always my own.

Dama Fortman (Oct 7, 2010 11:55:57 PM)
*Instantly a brow lifted as Cosette seemingly found her voice. Gently she blinked once then twice before shifting her eyes to Steven*