Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:15:45 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:19:56 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:21:26 PM)
*Undecided in preparing a meal of chicken or steak tonight Dama had made up her mind at least in one thing. Slicing up veggies for a fresh salad to have in whatever it was that she would be making for the evening meal. While Honor sat in the breakfast nook practicing his next language endeavor, looking sharp as always, Dama wore a slimming dress of grey with an apron so that the new dress would stay clean while she worked.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:25:28 PM)
*He moved into the kitchen whistling as he went along.. He was whistling.."oh the monkey wrapped its tail around the flag pole.. then it turned into a cat whistle when he seen dama in the kitchen.. he grabbed his chest and made funny "THUD THUD THUD THUD" sounds with his throat as he thwapped his hand over his chest to signify his pounding heart.. A great big grinn across his lips*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:30:19 PM)
*His pregnant mate paused in the task of slicing through a tomato to pay respect to an appreciative, handsome fellow with a smile and soft laughter.* I hope you continue on with the whistles despite my stomach being as large as a whales in a few months. *resting down her knife, and wiping both hands onto a clean towel, she went over to him* Might I have a kiss, please? Or you can offer more whistles...I'll take either.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:31:36 PM)
*the clicking of the dogs could be heard in the back ground.. Shadow immideately was following after Dalton.. It was named shadow because it litterly had become Daltons shadow.. Damas K-9 that she named lightning was asleep by honors feet.*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:33:35 PM)
*When Shadow padded in she immediately knew -what- they were to have for dinner. Steak. A few pieces could be given to the dogs as a treat, no harm in that. Still she pressed for the kiss by pursing her lips sensually.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:39:08 PM)
*He grinned*well I can't really whistle "while" kissing but i love your sweet.. *He leaned foward giving her a soft peck* sugar.. *he kissed her again* from..*Then another soft peck* your.. *then he wrapped his arms around her dipping her to the side and holding her in a long passionate kiss his lips crushing against hers his thick muscled chest pressing to her bossum he poured in his passion and desires in that magical moment when it seemed all sence of reality melted away and it was just him and her.. slowly he pulled his lips from hers and whispered* lips.. *pulling her upright once more as he held her to his chest lightly rubbing at her back, and resting his chin on top of her head*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:45:06 PM)
*Anticipation coiled within her chest then changed drastically into desire as his lips make a connection with hers. Centering her eyes on his lips for a time before meeting his eyes, both arms wrapped about his shoulder and she softly moaned as pleasure pooled within her core and then some. Lazily her eyes closed with her lips following in suit of his, passionately kissing her strong mate with no mind to being tilted or fear of being dropped. When they came up for air she smiled against his chest, and held tightly to him* I happen to like your lips as well.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:47:46 PM)
*he whispered softly in her ear* Can i help you with dinner my love?

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:50:57 PM)
*His warm breath, the strength of his voice even at a whisper brought her to shudder in delight. Lifting her eyes to greet his anew she traced a path down the front of his chest with both hands, feeling at his chiseled chest that felt so damned good bare.* We are having steak. If you wouldn't mind slicing up the onions? I can hardly stand the smell of them raw.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:52:13 PM)
I'll slice up the onions mushrooms and peppers..

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:54:40 PM)
I was going to handle the mushrooms, as well as the peppers though don't let me stop you from helping further on dinner. *stealing another kiss she stepped away then cast a glance towards Honor who spared a smile and went back to his studies. Sliding back over to the salad she finished up with the tomato and placed the covered dish into the fridge*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:54:48 PM)
*He most certainly could not keep his eyes off her.. Drinking her in, he slowly licked his lips moving over to the peppers onions and mushrooms.. The dog was sitting just outside the kitchen arch way.. Dalton having made sure in training that they did not enter the kitchen*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 5:57:05 PM)
Do tell me....how are things with the others? I've been resting as much as possible, I'm sure that I've missed a few bodies passing within the house of late. *bending down to take up the steaks marinating on the lower shelf she carefully took out the container and stood gracefully upright*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:02:23 PM)
*He watched her bending down.. and then looked back at the cutting board as he whispered loud enough for her to hear* margret thatcher naked on a cold day.. margret thatcher naked on a cold day. *Then he responded*Issues are issues.. Other then all the normal crappola.. We got that girl from the sept we came from in manhattan here in this back water swampy arm pit of america..

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:05:10 PM)
Got your normal mentally incapable of rational thought and cival behavior attitudes running around. Me I been working on the nursery when i am not spying on your sexy ass.. *Smirks* to make sure you are staying out of trouble.. like not working when your not supposta be.. *He winked* everything else i pretty much been doing with you.. The dog training classes and helping round here.. and trying to get you all to myself when you have energy enough to handle me that is.. *playful grin at the last part*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:08:26 PM)
*Purposely arching her lower back a moment she stared at him in all sexual earnest though otherwise remained…calm in closing the fridge and bringing the container over to the stove.* Mm. Yes the lacking energy...can be a buzz kill though I do try to keep up with you. *peeking over one shoulder at him she grinned* You are an -animal-. *looking back at the stove, and setting to preparing the steaks she rubbed a hand across the little swell of her stomach* Someone else from home is about this place? Interesting. Whom is it?

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:14:26 PM)
*He looked at her grinning ear to ear.. then he gave her a little growl when she called him a animal a sound she would be all to acustom to.. He placed the onions peppers and mushrooms in a bowl and placed the bowl beside her after he finished cutting them up as he took the knife and cutting board to the sink and began washing them..* The kinfolk girl think she's a year older then you..

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:19:04 PM)
*Oh that sexy growl...-hot-. Into the pan the steaks went with her eyes landing back on Dalton* She must be old then. *she smirked* Do you recall her name or was it mentioned by someone that she is lurking about the Sept? *what were the odds that someone from home would be in this area? Shaking her head the steaks were watched with care*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:22:15 PM)
She came here to check in with us.. Said she wanted to help raise the reputaiton of the lords in the area.. *shrugs his shoulders* I warned her things here are not like they are back home. *He seen her watching him and he growled a bit more pulling her away from the stove to hold her close again he leaned down and softly nipped at her neck.. then he whispered* I don't know if i can hold off till after dinner..

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:26:41 PM)
*Curling against his body she admitted through a needful sigh that she felt the same way. Stretching a hand to stroke his length throough his clothing she moaned softly* We'll prepare dinner. Honor needs to eat then we can sneak off upstairs, yes? I missed you so much today. I don't feel at all exhausted nor ill to my stomach. I think this would be a perfect time in being together. I'll be exhausted later.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:29:25 PM)
*He grinned at her leaning down to offer her a soft kiss of his lips as his one hand slid up to cup her head his other wrapped around the small of her back...When he finaly pulled from her chest he responded* honor can eat in his room and play video games while eating.. though no dog allowed till mama and papa check to make sure he ate all his food..

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:29:50 PM)
just put his in the pan..

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:30:15 PM)
Ill come down and heat up our steak and make our salads after we are done in the room..

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:30:43 PM)
why you take a nap.. then ill bring you up your meal we can eat in bed.. then ill put honor to bed

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:31:08 PM)
and maybe after youve eaten you'll have even more energy.. *he waggled his brows*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:33:32 PM)
*A smile pulled across her lips despite the water welling up in the womans eyes* You are so good to me, Dalton. Do you know that? You have always taken care of me, of Honor. I couldn't have ever dreamed a better mate than you. I thank the powers that be every day for the blessing in my life. I love you so dearly....our baby is going to be so lucky to have such a wonderful father, and a loving brother.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:36:31 PM)
*He lifted her hand to his lips..and spoke softly to her.. the whispered words sent his warm breath over her knuckles and up to her wrist* I shall go get honor up to his room.. get his tv tray set up for him.. I love you both dama you know that, you are a blessing from thunder and gaia herself.. *then he softly kissed those knuckles before letting her hand free and turning to go find his son.. once he left the kitchen shadow could be seen darting after him*

Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:40:31 PM)
*It was silly to become emotional though the hormones desired a bit of play time so a few tears were spent while meal enough was made for Honor to eat now. Everything was so perfect for them. While it might not be ideal how they dealt with this life in the eyes of other people it was all good in Dama's eyes and she wouldn't change a thing. When all was set Honor would have his meal with a glass of water before she headed off towards the bedroom, apron left in the kitchen*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:42:30 PM)
*once honor was set in his room dalton closed and locked his outter door so he could only get into dama and daltons room and not go wandering the halls.. He then slipped back into his bedroom.. At this point he was allready wearing a terri cloth robe.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:54:39 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Jan 4, 2011 6:55:06 PM)
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