Back with a new chapter! A tad steamier than the last. Hope you don't get too offended.
A little hot in here....
Gwendoline reached and helped Dilandau slowly out of his shirt. He discarded it carelessly, taking Gwendoline back into his arms. Gwendoline gave a soft moan as he kissed her, moving from her mouth, to her neck, to her shoulder. As he did this, he let his hands roam freely. Their kissing began to get more and more passionate. Dilandau pulled Gwendoline down before the fireplace....
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(A/N: I'm evil, I know I am)
Nadine had still been unconscious they had returned her to the estate. The remaining children were ordered away from their mother by Warren, at least for the time being. She lay in bed when a black carriage pulled up to the mansion. When one of the servants openned the door, a veiled woman and a young boy stepped out. "Madam, it is very late," he said. "Of that I am quite aware," the veiled woman replied. She stroked a blue stone hanging from her neck. "I am here to see the mistress of the house." "I'm sorry." said the servant, "but the mistress of the house is...not feeling well. So you'll have to-"
"I will see the mistress of the house," the woman said authoritatively. The blue stone around her neck gave a faint glow. The servant nodded obediantly. "I will take you to her," he said automatically. The young woman smiled from behind her veil. "Very good. Please lead us to her."
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Dilandau moved his hand slowly up Gwendoline's now bare hip, settling his hand at her side. He loved being close to her like this. He smiled as he traced a finger across her belly. He loved her. He traced his finger downward, downward, until it reached an ideal location. Gwendoline shuddered softly. "Dil-Dilandau-" "Shh," he said gently, continuing his gentle torture. Dilandau sucked softly at the tender flesh beneath Gwendoline's throat. Gwendoline continued quiver under Dilandau's skilled hand, which he eventually pulled back decidedly. She was ready...
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(A/N: Yes, yes, now I'm a bint lol)
Warren had come from his room at the sound of a carriage, which had stopped. He was now walking down the main hall when he saw three figures headed towards the room where Nadine rested. "Wait just a moment," he called running towards them, "I said that she was not to be disturbed." A woman, veiled turned to face him. "Is that so?" she asked. The stone around her neck glowed briefly, and Warren found himself in an odd position. He could not move, he couldn't even struggle. He simply stood there as the woman and the young man with her went into the room.
Nadine lay awake. Her eyes grew wide at the intrusion. "Who are you?" She asked as the veiled woman walked slowly over to one side of the bed. "You don't recognize me?" the woman asked, her tone feigning surprise, "well of course you don't. This silly veil is always in the way." The woman sighed and lifted it slowly. "There," she said, "is that better?" Nadine's fearful eyes were now much larger. "You...can't be..."
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Well, I'm cutting you off there. Hmm, who could it be? I do wonder. (No I don't) Well, I don't know about the *ahem* closeness of Dilandau and Gwendoline right now. I think you all have had enough of the touchiness, the steaminess and stuff (*dodging shoes and paperballs*) Okay, okay! I may or may not *cough* finish the D/G scene. Depends on how all you lovely reviewers feel.
So lovely reviewers, how do you feel?
A little hot in here....
Gwendoline reached and helped Dilandau slowly out of his shirt. He discarded it carelessly, taking Gwendoline back into his arms. Gwendoline gave a soft moan as he kissed her, moving from her mouth, to her neck, to her shoulder. As he did this, he let his hands roam freely. Their kissing began to get more and more passionate. Dilandau pulled Gwendoline down before the fireplace....
*************
(A/N: I'm evil, I know I am)
Nadine had still been unconscious they had returned her to the estate. The remaining children were ordered away from their mother by Warren, at least for the time being. She lay in bed when a black carriage pulled up to the mansion. When one of the servants openned the door, a veiled woman and a young boy stepped out. "Madam, it is very late," he said. "Of that I am quite aware," the veiled woman replied. She stroked a blue stone hanging from her neck. "I am here to see the mistress of the house." "I'm sorry." said the servant, "but the mistress of the house is...not feeling well. So you'll have to-"
"I will see the mistress of the house," the woman said authoritatively. The blue stone around her neck gave a faint glow. The servant nodded obediantly. "I will take you to her," he said automatically. The young woman smiled from behind her veil. "Very good. Please lead us to her."
**************
Dilandau moved his hand slowly up Gwendoline's now bare hip, settling his hand at her side. He loved being close to her like this. He smiled as he traced a finger across her belly. He loved her. He traced his finger downward, downward, until it reached an ideal location. Gwendoline shuddered softly. "Dil-Dilandau-" "Shh," he said gently, continuing his gentle torture. Dilandau sucked softly at the tender flesh beneath Gwendoline's throat. Gwendoline continued quiver under Dilandau's skilled hand, which he eventually pulled back decidedly. She was ready...
**************
(A/N: Yes, yes, now I'm a bint lol)
Warren had come from his room at the sound of a carriage, which had stopped. He was now walking down the main hall when he saw three figures headed towards the room where Nadine rested. "Wait just a moment," he called running towards them, "I said that she was not to be disturbed." A woman, veiled turned to face him. "Is that so?" she asked. The stone around her neck glowed briefly, and Warren found himself in an odd position. He could not move, he couldn't even struggle. He simply stood there as the woman and the young man with her went into the room.
Nadine lay awake. Her eyes grew wide at the intrusion. "Who are you?" She asked as the veiled woman walked slowly over to one side of the bed. "You don't recognize me?" the woman asked, her tone feigning surprise, "well of course you don't. This silly veil is always in the way." The woman sighed and lifted it slowly. "There," she said, "is that better?" Nadine's fearful eyes were now much larger. "You...can't be..."
**********
Well, I'm cutting you off there. Hmm, who could it be? I do wonder. (No I don't) Well, I don't know about the *ahem* closeness of Dilandau and Gwendoline right now. I think you all have had enough of the touchiness, the steaminess and stuff (*dodging shoes and paperballs*) Okay, okay! I may or may not *cough* finish the D/G scene. Depends on how all you lovely reviewers feel.
So lovely reviewers, how do you feel?