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[ If you looked up at the sky in the last hour or so you may have noticed the dragon that was flying about, spreading her wings and all that. She couldn't help herself anymore, she needed to fly.

And once she was done stretching her wings and all that jazz she landed nearby the castle, clearly not giving a crap about subtly. Then the dragon started to glow and in a brilliant light display shifted into a woman.

So now there's a lady where a dragon once stood idly stretching her human limbs on the lawn. Whatever will you do? ]

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[oh, how he does love being admired~]

Far from it.

[as soon as he reaches her, he begins to encroach on her personal space, getting close]

I am an artist as well.

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I must say, I do love your work. It is quite exquisite.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[he unabashedly basks in the flattery, his face dipping close to hers as he smiles]

It's so nice to have your work properly appreciated, isn't it?

[bringing up a hand to run along her cheek, drawing along her jawline to brush her hair back from her neck and over her shoulder]

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Mm... it really is.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[his hand continues to wind its way back until it rests against the nape of her neck, maybe a little covetously, fingers moving idly through her hair there.]

It has been a long time since I've met a creature nearly as exquisite... [--said low, with his face so close to hers, lips almost brushing her jawline]

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Flattery will not get you everywhere...

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[ahhh physical contact. He revels in it. Free arm slipping around her waist, he pulls her even closer]

It should...[pressing a kiss finally against the line of her jaw]--I mean every word.

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Is that so?

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

Mhmm... [--he mumbles against her as he places another kiss further along on her jaw, and then another, steadily working toward her neck.

As she presses herself up against him, his hand moves from her side to the small of her back, fingertips dragging back and forth over the smooth plane of skin there]

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Then I take back my words... It is getting you very far.

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[it's his turn to shiver, and a little bit of those instincts that are very much not human appear then, in the sound that rumbles in his throat. A deep sound, as his teeth press against her skin, something like a smooth and monstrous purr. He's out of clever things to say, now.

Meanwhile, the hand on her neck finally drags over her shoulder and along her spine until it joins the other on her lower back]

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[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[ha... torturous, indeed. His purr is interrupted with a soft gasp, and he can't help but bite her--just a little--where his face is buried in her neck. It's a reaction that is out of his control.

And then, ah-- an idea!
Ducking down a little, his hands slide off the small of her back to loop under her thighs and just... pick her up. Especially with the two of them being in the water, and her already hanging onto his neck, it isn't a difficult task. He's just going to walk them the little bit of distance to the back of the bath, where that handy low wall is...]

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[that gets a little growl, playful, and also impatient himself. Turning his head and nudging her back, he hunts for her mouth with his so that she'll have something to express her impatience on that isn't his ear.

Luckily, however, that's about the time that he feels the low wall come up against her back, and he lets go of her legs so she can do with them what she will]

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[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[her movement against him draws out another one of those low purrs, rumbling in his throat as he kisses her with a little more force. He's putting forth some effort into keeping his eagerness from getting away from him and immediately matching her motions. For the moment, he will exercise a little restraint.

For the moment, he will content himself with settling against her and running his now-free hands up the curves of her hips and waist, up her sides over her ribs. Oh, he has such an appreciation for the kind of smooth and flawless skin that comes from someone painstakingly designing their own body. He admires your work, girl.]