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Author's note: I know a lot of people thought I gave up on this story….never! But thank you's are in my profile since I cannot have long author's messages anymore. Probably a good thing, since it keeps you from the chappies that much longer.

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"Yes," she choked out, "It was you and me, and only you and me."

Well that took care of the next question. He leaned down and wiped the tears off her cheeks.

"Tell me, Jenny," he whispered in her ear, moving to trail kisses down the column of her neck.

She hummed softly and he moved to capture her lips with his own. It didn't take long for her to respond in kind, moaning in the back of her throat as he kissed her deeply.

"Honestly, Julian, I really think it's better off unsaid," she managed to say between kisses.

"And I really think I need to know, Jenny," he announced, putting a finger on her lips when she began to protest, "It would mean everything to me to be able to act out one of your fantasies."

She shook her head back and forth, giggling as she did. He really didn't know what he was asking for, she mused. The thought of his face when he realized what her fantasy was just amused her to no end. He would be very unhappy with her, and there would quite possibly be some form of retribution.

"I think I can do better than this one, Julian. So why don't you let me think about it and I'll let you know when I've got it."

He shook his head.

"I wouldn't worry about that if I were you. I'm sure that whatever you already have in mind is perfect as it stands."

She smiled and looked down, trying not to laugh.

"I'm not very good at this sort of thing. And I can assure you that what I was thinking about is not up to your standards by far."

He grinned at her.

"My standards? And just what are those, pray tell?"

Jenny regretted saying anything as the implication of her words wormed its way into her consciousness. She squirmed beneath him and tried to break free. He simply raised an eyebrow at her protests. When it was clear he wasn't going to release her she rolled her eyes and heaved a huge sigh.

"You know."

"No, I don't."

"You've done this sort of thing before, so you know."

Julian's brows knitted together in confusion.

"I've done what before?"

Jenny kissed his fingertips and blew her breath out when he moved his hands to hold her wrists in place. She studied his gaze and saw that he was serious and prepared to wait for her to talk. Well, the sooner she talked the sooner they could forget she ever opened her big yap.

"You've had practice with all this stuff before…the fantasies, the enacting of the fantasies, and whatnot. And you're good," she broke off as a litany of images swirled through her head, "actually you're beyond good," she whispered.

When he remained silent she snuck a glance at him. He was looking at her as if she were speaking in a foreign language. He looked so adorably lost her heart melted. He shook his head.

"What are you talking about? I've had practice before what?" Julian asked, but a moment later his eyes widened. "Wait a minute…Jenny, do you think that I've done this with someone else?"

Jenny blushed and twisted her head so she wouldn't have to meet his gaze. She shrugged and choked the words out.

"Maybe more than one someone. I don't know."

Julian firmly grasped her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him. Jenny opened her mouth to speak but he cut her off.

"There has been, is, and will only be you."

Jenny stared up at him, mouth agape. When she found her voice it was soft and scratchy.

"You've been alive for untold millennia. How is that possible?"

He shook his head and dropped his gaze for a moment. When he looked back at her his gaze was intense and full of such longing that tears sprung to Jenny's eyes.

"Because I've only been alive since the moment I saw you. Before that, I simply existed."

He smiled down at her and Jenny fell in love with him just a little bit more.

"Oh, Julian."

She lifted herself up and kissed him as best she could. It was a tough feat considering he was still holding her wrists but she ignored the odd angle and applied herself with gusto. He growled and pulled her against his chest, anchoring her arms behind her. When they broke for air she sighed happily and rested her forehead on his shoulder.

"So how'd you get so good at all this stuff, anyway?" she asked, placing a few kisses along his collarbone.

"I have an excellent imagination and lots of free time."

She laughed and tilted her head up for a kiss. He stopped her lips with a finger.

"And speaking of imagination…"

Jenny groaned and fell backwards, taking Julian with her and trapping her arms beneath her.

"What an incredibly obvious segue," she chastised with a smile, "whatever could you be gearing up to talk about?"

Julian leaned down and kissed her softly. As his kiss grew hungrier Jenny struggled to break free. Julian laughed and moved to breathe in her ear.

"Whoever said I wanted to talk about anything?"

Jenny shivered at the sensation of his voice but laughed as soon as he leaned toward her mouth.

"You don't want me to show you this fantasy."

"Jenny, you've aroused my curiosity," Julian began.

"Among other things?" She interrupted with a coy smile. He flashed his wolf-grin at her.

"Naturally. But I will not be able to stop thinking about what this fantasy could possibly be unless I have some very convincing arguments."

"Come closer and I'll take your mind off it, I promise," she whispered.

He shook his head and smiled.

"I have no doubt of your ability to distract me. But eventually you'll wake up and I'll be left here alone to think about it for hours on end."

Jenny smiled at the pathetic look he was trying to pull off. She bit her lip then laughed.

"Fine. I give up." Julian's eyes lit up and he released her wrists. "But on one condition." Julian cocked his head to the side.

"And that would be?"

"I'd rather not find myself in the same situation," she told him with a blush.

He considered her for a minute as the first vestiges of doubt began to fill his mind. But his curiosity demanded to be indulged and so he braced himself and nodded.

"Very well."

Jenny sat up and closed her eyes. Julian watched her face as she settled down and began to concentrate. The room swirled about them and he looked around, intrigued. It was a beautiful bathroom, filled with dim lights and soft music. He looked around for Jenny and when he didn't see her he began to stand up, intent on finding her.

That's when he noticed he was chained tight.

"Oh god," he croaked, just as Jenny made her entrance. He groaned audibly when he saw her.

"Jenny," he whispered huskily, "what are you trying to do to me?"

She merely raised an eyebrow and gave him a smile.

"I tried to warn you," she said with a shrug.

Julian pulled at the chains and for a moment he thought he could break free, but they held fast. Jenny smiled at his attempt then she turned her back to him and slipped the multi-colored silk robe off of her shoulders and let it pool at her feet.

Julian saw the black bra and panty set and groaned, yanking the chains again. Jenny turned back toward him and began to walk to the bath taps.

"Jenny, come here," he whispered softly as his eyes drank her in. She gave him another smile as she walked nearer to him and laughed when he tried to reach for her as she bent over the tub in order to push in the drain and turn on the taps.

"Jenny." Her name was a plea, and she desperately wanted to cave in. But he asked for it, and so she decided she's going to see it through to the end.

"Yes, Julian?" she asked as she sat on the edge of the tub, one hand leaning down to test the water's warmth.

"What did I say to you?"

"What do you mean?"

His nod encompasses everything.

"What did you imagine me saying?"

She remembered his words well. Laugh while you can, because when I get free…Oh yes, Jenny…I will break free. And when I do, no force in heaven or hell will be able to keep me from making you mine.

His growl brings her out of her reverie.

"It's true, Jenny. So why don't you save us both the torture and let me go now?"

"You heard that?"

His nod is clipped. "When you imagined it, I could hear it."

Jenny slowly closed the remaining distance between them and began to look him over. She was feeling a little shyer than she had before. It was one thing to be in complete control of the fantasy when she was alone, but now that Julian was here with her she could feel the energy he gave off. The desire was radiating off him in waves. And if she were to let him go…

Julian wrestled with the chains harder than before as he watched her devour him with her eyes.

"Jenny," he called out.

She moved over and, straddling his lap, barely leaned in before his lips claimed hers.

Even with his kiss being the only way he could initiate contact she was shocked by how out of control she felt. And by how much she wanted his hands on her. She sighed and ordered her hands to move, knowing full well that this might be a once in a lifetime experience for her, to caress him to her heart's content while he kept his hands to himself.

She took her time running her fingers through his hair, curling them into it at the base of his neck. She trailed one hand down the side of his neck and up to his jaw, which she absently traced while Julian tried to get closer to her without much success. She moved her lips to his neck and nipped at his collarbone.

"Oh, Jenny," Julian whispered, hauling at the chains with all his might.

"You're not going anywhere, Julian. It's my turn to play."