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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 12, 2010 21:41:32 GMT -5
It was getting harder to remember the voluptuous girl that would be coming back to him once her duties were done with this one so easy going in front of him. "You'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" he said. "Telling you all of my talents now would kind of ruin the surprise, wouldn't it?" He let his fingers lightly touch her neck just below the ring in the choker. "Here you can put any kind of charm you want, and it will hang just here," he said, letting a finger brush the hollow at the base of her neck before pulling his hand away.
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Post by Willow Wenlock on Oct 13, 2010 17:31:45 GMT -5
A visible shiver ran through Willow as the man's hand traced against a sensitive part of her neck. Why did it feel like she hadn't just walked into this shop, but there was somehow more background between herself and this man? "I do like the thrill of surprises." Willow's mind jumped to how thrilling the thought of pushing not just her mental limits, but also her physical limits had seemed when she and Dare had been thinking about climbing the tower.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 13, 2010 19:02:48 GMT -5
Emilian grinned and pulled away, letting one last brush of a hand linger at her lower back in the moments before he stepped around to the counter again. "You said you were thinking of something for your hair?" he asked, abruptly changing the subject, though he fully intended to bring it back as soon as he could find reason to.
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Post by Willow Wenlock on Oct 13, 2010 19:46:57 GMT -5
It felt like trying to keep your head above water in rushing rapids. Every time Willow thought she had a handle on what was happened, he shifted and she didn't know what was going on. "Yes. A hair piece." It was what she had come in for originally. "Weird to get a hair piece right as fall and winter begin, but it's the only time I'll wear them."
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 13, 2010 20:49:46 GMT -5
Emilian liked having that kind of power over someone, the ability to lead them on and drop off at just the perfect time to have the best effect. It was a definite power trip. "There's never a wrong time to spruce yourself up," he said, looking around for his hairpieces. "I said something dark, didn't I? To bring out that wonderful hair and skin of yours."
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