Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:14:43 AM)
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Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:16:27 AM)
*Her house is set off from the road down a dirt driveway. Her house fits her. It looks like a bungalow one would see in Europe. When he gets close he can see she had tilled up some earth and covered it with plastic ready for spring. When he gets out and makes his way up to her door he will hear music inside.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:18:34 AM)
*he parks his suburgan and gets out. He is wearing his kilt and his green lantern shirt. He keeps one hand behind his back as he approaches the door. He pauses for a little and gathers himself and knocks on the door*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:20:40 AM)
*he mumbles to himself as he waits* Come on Ducky.. Confidence, focus. You are a lady killer. Man up. Don't be a puss. Come on Ducky, hold it together. What would Hal do.....
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:22:40 AM)
*Ally inside hears him knock and moves toward the door after removing her apron. She checks her appearance in the mirror. She takes the scrunchy from her hair that she used to hold it back as she had cooked. She throws it in the small bowl on the foyer table where her keys are. Arranging her hair over her shoulders she takes a deep breath and opens the door. She smiles and holds the door wider in invitation.* Hi Doug. *She wears a little black dress and some black heels. Her makeup is done in a rather flattering fashion accentuating her lips and eyes.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:25:07 AM)
*he freezes. The blinks slowly before smiling.* Uh... high there. *blink* You look amazing. *he holds out a vase with yellow flowers and roses together* These are for you. *and his other hand holds a bottle of wine. His eyes travel down her form again and blinks* Amazing... sorry... I said that already right/?
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:28:37 AM)
Thank you, you look nice too. *She blushes but smiles and nods.* Flowers and wine? Thank you, that was very thoughtful of you. *She takes the flowers and the wine.* Please come in. *Her home is best described as cozy. A brown sectional sits along the far wall and the right wall. There are two matching chairs and square coffee table. Pictures of family are on the walls.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:31:10 AM)
*he follows her, unable to keep his eyes off her as she walks. Timing the movements of his head to match the sway of her hips in that dress. He forces himself to look away and take in is surroundings* me? Naw. I always wear this. But.. you.. wow... Its like a religious experience. I should have brought my paints. *he says looking around* Nice place. *he says wandering over to the pictures, noting them trying to look at anything other than staring at her*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:37:28 AM)
*Dropkick Murphys is playing. He may notice the female that had been singing along is gone. Not painful but she is no singer. She places the flowers and the wine on the coffee table and then returns to him.* Thank you, but it is just a dress. *She notices his gaze and nods to the family picture.* My mother, Patricia, my father Ronan and my brother Niall and me of course. *The picture is recent. Her brother and her are a good mix of their parents. No denying they are siblings. Her brother is a masculine version of her. A few years older than her and just a wall of a man.* I had to plead with Niall to take the picture so I had it before I moved. Please make yourself at home. Would you like something to drink. *Her perfume is a blend of exotic spices and floral tones. Beyond that he can smell the stew and bread baking.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:41:46 AM)
*he smiles at her* Its a handsome family. And its not just the dress. *he says as he slips down into a chair* It's you. You have no idea how exceptionally beautiful you are. In vision and in sound. and yeah, what ever you have to drink would be great.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:44:20 AM)
*She is blushing wildly. She does not get many compliments.* Well, we could open the wine or I have the makings for Irish Car Bombs. The bread should be done soon. I wanted it to be fresh.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:45:41 AM)
*he smiles* Wine would be better. Car Bombs would end very poorly for you. It is my moon after all.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:47:30 AM)
I do not think it would end badly, I would only have one. *She smiles and goes to get the wine. She heads into the kitchen to open it and pour.* I will be right back.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:47:50 AM)
take your time. I will be here trying to be good.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:48:33 AM)
*She laughs as she disappears into the kitchen.*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:50:14 AM)
*She returns with two glasses after a few minutes. She gives him one glass and then moves to the chair that sits near his.* It smells wonderful.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:51:16 AM)
*his eyes track her movement as she leaves*.. focus focus focus. Behave Doug. Don't give in...*he pauses and offers her a smile* Oh so it smells like you? *he says taking one of the glasses*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:56:01 AM)
You are incorrigable. I am not complaining though. *She crosses her legs when she sits. Her dancing has sculpted her legs and the black stockings she wears does nothing to hide it. In the dress he can tell she is sculpted all over. Her heart shaped ass is firm and nicely shaped. Her abdomen is flat, Her waist is a tiny cinched thing.*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:57:22 AM)
*She is a bit bustier than her usual clothing allows people to see. Not huge but about a C cup.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:57:54 AM)
*he takes a sip from his drink trying to mask his eyes wandering over her body. He swallows hard* Could you do me a favor Ally? Its going to sound wierd. But... Please?
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 1:58:54 AM)
*She sips the wine and sets her glass down. She smiles to him.* Of course, if I can.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 1:59:56 AM)
I guarantee you can. But... the question is will you. *he swallows another drink of wine* Will you let me draw you? I.... *he finises his wine* I need to have you pose for me.....
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:00:45 AM)
That depends on the pose Doug.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:01:43 AM)
Standing. Facing the fireplace. by the pictures of your family... *he pauses* not naked but sans the dress. I promise to be have. As much as I can.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:02:51 AM)
So, just in my undergarments, stockings and heels?
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:04:04 AM)
*he nods slowly his eyes dancing over her form again* I would enjoy that.... alot. *he says as he blushes a little* But I can understand if you don't want too.. but... it would be a shame to hide your body. I wouldn't need to do anything other than show it. No modifications, no tricks. Just.. art.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:05:30 AM)
If you don't feel comfortable. I understand. I'm sorry for being so forward
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:06:49 AM)
*She mulls it over for a few moments. She has seen his art and knows it is nothing more. She nods and the timer goes off in the kitchen.* It is fine. Like a bikini, right? I trust you. *She stands.* Just let me pull the bread out of the oven.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:07:55 AM)
*he gulps and shifts a little tucking his kilt between his legs* Serious? *he goes to take another drink from his empty wine glass before looking at it and looking at her* Also do you have any Jameson?
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:09:43 AM)
Seriously. *She starts towards the kitchen.* I do. Makings for Irish Car Bombs, remember? Come with me, it's in the kitchen.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:10:45 AM)
*he stands, his mind going a mile a minute. He shifts his kilt a little trying to hide her obvious effect on him as he follows her to the kitchen*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:16:33 AM)
*On the counter is an unopened bottle of Jameson. She slips on oven mitts and opens the oven. Bending over she takes the bread out. It is a nice round loaf of soda bread. She sets the pan on a wooden plank to rest. The table is set for two. Salt pepper and clotted cream sit in the center of the table. Ally turns the stew way down and puts the lid on it.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:18:43 AM)
*his mouth drops as she bends over. He moves over to her as se puts the lid on as he leans in kissing the back of her neck, placing his hands on her hips. His hot breath dances on her skin as he whispers* How much time do we have?
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:21:24 AM)
*She stiffens as he kisses the back of her neck. Her breath catches and he can feel her pulse start to race. She feels his breath on her skin and she takes a few moments to find her voice. When she replies it is a throaty whisper.* As much time as you need. Dinner will keep.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:23:39 AM)
*he nods and kisses her neck again, his fingers moving up her sides to the back of her dress, slowly pulling down the zipper.. His voice a low whisper, the passion evident in each hot breath* Then I will draw you right here.... now. *he says as he keeps pulling down the zipper*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:26:59 AM)
*Each touch and hot breath makes her feel light headed. She moves her hair out of the way as he lowers the zipper on her dress.* In the kitchen? *She had underestimated just how attracted she was to Doug as her traitorous body responds to his touch.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:29:23 AM)
Yessss.. *his voice is obviously strained as he takes a step back biting his lip hard" I... I can't wait. *he says moving slowly away swallowing his feelings as he keeps watching her* Hold the dress up, while I get my Pencils.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:31:38 AM)
*She turns when he steps away. Her large dark eyes look into his. Her face flushed. Her hands come up and hold the dress up. Unable to speak right now she only nods.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:34:46 AM)
*he comes into the living room and she can hear him talking to himself again as he gathers his things. He enters the kitchen holding his sketchbook to his chest. His kilt tenting in the front as he breathes slowly. He pauses setting his book down and peels off his greenlantern shirt. His chest moves deeply and quickly as he his eyes sparkle as he picks up his book* Ok.... I am ready
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:42:16 AM)
*When he leaves she leans back against the counter. She closes her eyes and tries to catch her breath. She takes many deep breaths through her nose and exhales through her lips. She opens her eyes when he comes back in . She sees his obvious arousal and is comforted to know it is not only her. She parts her lips as he peels of his shirt. She just watches for a few moments and then modestly slips the dress off. She steps out of it and leans down to pick it up. She tosses it on the island. She stands up facing him. Her bra and panties are black with some lace. They are a bit sheer, he can see the shading of her nipples the tiny buds stiff peaks. Her stomach is flat and taut. She wears a black garter belt to hold up her stockings.* *whispers* I just stand here?
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:47:03 AM)
*he blinks speachless for a long while. His face contorted in passion. His mind clearly dancing with thoughts of bending her over the table and just taking her. As she speaks. He blinks back to reality* Huh? Oh yeah. It depends on how you want to look. Sexy, shy, alluring, *he licks his lips* Begging, submissive, dominant. *he absently reaches down and adjusts himself with a slight wimperr* God.. you are amazing. *he says moving forward to her again. He pulls her close to him again and kisses her deeply. His muscles tight and tense as he works his tongue between her lips.*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 2:53:47 AM)
*She is a bit confused. She has no experiance on how to look sexy or alluring. She is about to rethink her descision when she sees him moving to her. She thinks he is going to pose her but then she is swept into his embrace. His lips touch hers and she feels warmth flood her whole body. Her arms come about his neck. She is in experienced but follows his dominant lead. Her lips part and her tongue meets his. Tenative at first but then she just stops thinking and lets her instincts take over. She feels her body sway against his. His naked chest makes contact with hers. Her hips nestle against his. She makes a soft sound of pleasure as he kisses her passionately.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 2:56:08 AM)
*he literally has to force himself away from holding her. He nuzzles her neck kissing along her throat before he seperates grabbing the bottle of Jameson* I... I need a drink... Got to focus. *he says as he takes a long pull, not drinking as much as chugging. He pauses with a wince and offers her the bottle* If I go to fast, stop me.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:00:47 AM)
*She gasps as he moves to her neck. She lets her head fall back as his lips travel the length of her throat. She staggers a bit as he releases her and pulls away. She blinks and looks at the bottle as if it is foreign to her. She then softly shakes her head.* *whsipers* Did I do something wrong? *She watches him closely.*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:03:33 AM)
*he shakes his head* If I don't draw you soon.. I know I won't. *he says as he slides his arms around her waiste and lifts her up. His strong member, brushing past her legs as he lifts her up setting her on the table keeping himself between her legs. He olds her there for a moment before kissing her again* Now... lean back. Breasts out....... legs spread a little. *he says as he grabs the bottle again*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:10:21 AM)
*She places her hands on his shoulders as he lifts her.* Oh my. *She whispers when she feels his length against her legs. She returns his kiss enthusiastically. She follows his direction leaning back. Her legs stay spread as they are. She arches her back inward to push her breasts out. Her lips are a bit puffy from his kisses.* Why would you not draw me? *Her hair is slipping over her shoulders and across them*
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:13:03 AM)
Because... *he says silently still holding her close* I want to make love to you... right here. and if I don't get this agression on paper. then I will take the gift you can only give once. And I know you aren't ready for that. *he says as he shifts his hips a little* I would get you naked. *he says as ke starts kissing down her body towards her breasts. taste every inch of you... then... *he says as he runs his tongue along her abdomen and around her belly button*
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:17:43 AM)
*She nods in agreement but makes no move to stop him as he kisses her body. He can feel a tremor move over her form. As he licks her stomach she trembles. One hand moves to his head and her fingers burrow into his hair.* God, I feel like I am on fire Doug...
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:19:56 AM)
*he keeps kissing her stomach before reaching around her. He finds the clasp of her bra and like a pro un clasps it* I need to see you Ally. As god intended. *he says sliding the straps down her arms, his passion evident on his face and in his breath* Do you want to see ... *he swallows* More of me...
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:27:18 AM)
*She sits up a little to aid in the removal of her bra. Her breasts are perky and firm. Her nipples a rosy pink. Each bud straining. What she would never have dreamed of doing just an hour ago she can't dream of stopping. She looks at him and nods.* Please I want to see all of you.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:31:07 AM)
*he bends down kissing down her neck and moving toward on her perkey breast. He flicks his tongue around her nipple before nibbling gently on her pink bud. His hands leave her sides as he unsnaps his kilt belt and the straps on the sides of his kilt. The cotton fabric falls to the ground revealing what no doubt looks like huge member. He is above average. His member long and stiff, between 9-10 inches and solidly round. Jokingly those who have seen it refered to it as the nexus crawler. he breaks away from her. He moves back so she can see. his eyes traveling over her body* You are beutufull Ally. So beutiful.
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:37:36 AM)
*She gasps and moans as his tongue flicks around her nipple. When he starts to nibble on it her eyes widen a sound something like a whimper coming from her. Her back arches to him. Her hands come to his sides grasping him. She releases him only when he moves back. She may be a virgin but she is also a medical professional. His size takes her by surprise. Her eyes feast on his body and she bites her lower lip.* May I touch you?
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:39:26 AM)
*he nods slowly* And you said masterbation and oral was a waste. *he says as he steps forward* You can and you should.. And I will touch you. *he says reaching under her hips to lift them a little so he can remove her panties, leaving her in just her stockings garter and shoes.
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:41:25 AM)
(I hate to do this, but I am wicked tired. care to continue later? just hands and kisses for now)
Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:41:45 AM)
((Sure. I am tried too.))
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:41:58 AM)
(ok see you later)
Douglas Flannagan (Nov 12, 2011 3:41:59 AM)
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Allyanna Durgant (Nov 12, 2011 3:42:03 AM)
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