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01/02/27
Michika Tenshi & Tanava Manor Productions
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She brushed her hands down slowly, letting the pads of her fingertips trail softly over his skin. Under the tousled black hair he smiled in his sleep. Her palms descended upon his back gently, kneading the soft skin it a rhythmically entrancing motion. His voice rumbled in a soft grunt of contentment. She wished that all days could be spent with him, alone in their euphoric dreamworld of bliss, but duties called.
She stood slowly pulling a sheet with her, even after all they'd been through she was still humbled and shy when it came to her nakedness. The floor was always cold here, something she'd never been able to get used to. In a calm rustling she gathered the sheet around her body and began the hunt for her clothes.
"Where are you going?" The question sent her jumping at the unexpected disturbance. "I..I...I'm leaving, I need to be getting back before someone catches us." There was a soft chuckle at her reply. "Why so early, no one is awake at this hour to catch us." She turned around slowly eyeing him in the softly glowing morning light, "How can you be so sure? You certainly make enough noise to keep anyone awake all night!" A delicate simile grew on her lips as she affixed her hair behind her ears. There was a scoffing puff of air from the bed. "Are you mocking me?" He extended his arm to her gathering her in hands he pulled her back to the bed. Pressing her head gently down to his chest he breathed in his ear, "Its still early, stay with me awhile." Content to inhale is scent and seek warmth from his body she drifted to sleep lulled by the beating of his heart.
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She came bounding in, energy in it's purest form embodied by her. Face and body poised in mid-stride as he raised a palm to halt her advance on his bed. Breaking her movement she stood studying, he lay there shirtless with the covers lazily draped over his waist and up over on shoulder. She blinked questionably before it slapped her harshly leaving a bright stretch of blossoming red over her cheeks and nose. In all the years she'd known Lord Van she'd never suspected him to be anything but a virgin. Gallant as he was he had no eyes for the women of his court that flaunted and fanned themselves for his attentions. Had he finally succumbed to the primping and pawing of one such whore? It was obvious that her inner monologue had been reflected on her features as he motioned for her to come closer. She advanced slowly wary of what hid beneath the silken sheets of the royal bedchamber. As she drew near to the bed she caught her first glimpse of the cheating slut, her hair was peppered with all shades of blond with occasional streaks of vibrant red or burgundy. As it appeared her face was tucked down below the hem into Van chest. She followed the lines of their bodies unable to decipher his legs from hers in the knotted sheets around them. He peeled the covers back a few inches more trying to diverge her identity without waking the sleeper. "Merle" he breathed softly, he reached a hand to brush away some of the concealing bangs from the dreamer's forehead. The soft quarter smile on his lips grew as he watched Merle gasp at the face snuggled up next to his chest. A small squeak of surprise passed through her lips as she jumped in the air displaying childlike exuberance at seeing Hitomi for the first time in almost half a decade. Van silenced her with a stern glares
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