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 Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 11:29 am
Rosabel Marcellus 
Rose gladly accepted his kiss, and listened to his compliment with her head tilted slightly to the right. At it's end Rose smiled, he certainly had his quirks, and they were utterly adorable. With a small laugh she responded, "That's certainly high praise coming from you." With a small smile Rose gently pressed a kiss to his mouth.
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 11:50 am
He was more than glad she'd accepted the compliment in the way he'd meant it. Then she was kissing him and he let his arm slide around her waist to move over the back as he returned and deepened the kiss, pulling her into him at the same time. He loved having her in his arms like this, being able to kiss her and hold her. It was always an amazing experience to him that she was here and willing to be in his arms, actually returning his touches and loving him back. It was something he treasured each and every time. He felt that he could kiss her forever, her lips and mouth a delight that always managed to send his senses soaring. Her body against his seemed so delicate but such a perfect fit for him, soft where he wasn't, curved perfectly, but hiding a strength that never ceased to surprise him. And when he was with her, he knew that nothing could take his focus away from her. He actually had to remind himself that he couldn't kiss her constantly, that he did occasionally have to look away from her. But moments like this, he knew he could focus on her entirely and found that he loved it even more because of that. He finally broke the kiss long enough to bring his hands to her shirt, his fingers and eyes focused on the buttons because he didn't want to tear it even though his hands actually shook slightly with his own rising desire despite the fact that he was trying to keep it contained...
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 7:15 pm
Rose felt her heart accelerate as Cain pulled her closer, and turned her soft kiss into... Something better, that's for sure. Her vocabulary was beginning to fail her, the intoxicated feeling of kissing Cain, the sensations that came along with it... She could get addicted to this for sure, and it probably wouldn't take much for her to get a regular fix either. Being held close, like somehow she was something to be treasured and pitched, being completely safe in his arms, it all made her want to forget the outside world and all of the troubles that came with it. To just stay wrapped up I'm his love, and wrapping up him in hers, it all sounded wonderful. When that wonderful kiss ended, Rose opened her eyes to find that the intoxicated feeling was still going strong. Dopamine was a fascinating by-product of kissing, and no other man before had even come close to making her feel that way. Noticing that he was having a hard time with the buttons, and his hands were actually shaking a bit, she took his hands in hers too steady them, and brushed her lips against the tip of his nose. "It's alright. I can wriggle out of it from here. " Rose released his hands, and tried to lift her shirt off from the bottom hem. She had overestimated the amount of buttons that has been unbuttoned, or underestimated the amount of neurons necessary to make this physically possible. To be fair, she did get most of it off of her torso, but past her shoulders... Rose was stuck with her arms bent above her head, her face obscured by her now rumpled shirt. "Um... Help?" Her face flushed pink, this was a bit embarrassing...
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 12:23 pm
Cain gave a soft chuckle and helped her untangle herself, the humorous moment diffusing his his desire a bit and steadying his hands. Once he had her free, he gave her a playful and teasing kiss on the tip of her nose, oddly grateful for the moment since it helped him regain a bit of control over himself. He wrapped his arms around her and eased her back against the blankets and pillows to help her get out of the rest of her clothes without any more fumbles then got rid of his robe so that there were no barriers between them and moved to lay next to her. From there began a slow exploration of each other, each of them taking turns with it to build their passion slowly. When they finally joined, they were almost desperate for each other. And when he bit her, they both found that it did enhance their pleasure, almost overwhelmingly but certainly pleasant. After that, they both simply laid in front of the fireplace, holding and touching each other until they both fell asleep...
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 6:11 pm
Rosabel Marcellus
In her sleep, Rose scrunched up her face. Something was tickling her nose... It was enough to make her blink open her eyes to try and figure out what was bothering her so. Rose brushed a bit of her own hair out from under her nose, where it had curled itself up in an apparent attempt to become a mustache. She raised her hand and stroked the side of Cain's face. He looked so peaceful, she wondered what he was dreaming about, if he was dreaming.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 6:27 pm
Cain smiled when Rose touched his face, snuggling into her hand in his sleep, "Mmmm.... Rose...." he said sleepily, proving that he was dreaming. And that he was dreaming about her. He shifted a bit closer to her, his hand pulling her into him a bit tighter before relaxing again. His braid had come loose somewhere along the way and his hair was now spread out under and behind him. It was still daylight outside, so he'd probably sleep for a bit longer unless she woke him up. Of course, other parts of him were certainly awake now and showing her what kind of dream he was having about her, further proven when his hand slid down from her side to curl around her hip as he gave a soft moan in the dream.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 7:20 pm
For a moment, Rose thought that he was awake. But his face gave away the fact he was still sleeping. Before she could stop herself, she closed the small distance between them and kissed him lightly on the mouth. He just looked so sweet sleeping like that...
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 7:30 pm
Cain gave another soft moan when she kissed him then woke up with a small frown that turned into a smile when his eyes focused on her, "Hello there..." he said in a sleepy voice that carried the desire he'd built through the dream he'd been having, "I was just dreaming about you..." he told her honestly, his body against hers telling her what kind of dream he'd been having.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2014 5:17 pm
Rosabel Marcellus
Rose returned his smile "Hello yourself... I'm sorry I woke you up, you just looked so... So..." Rose's forehead wrinkled as she attempted to come up with the word she was looking for, it wasn't inviting, or peaceful, maybe gorgeous? Not quite... Finally her brain came up with something that was close "Winsome." Hm. Close enough, maybe it would come to her once she had a cup of coffee. Rose snuggled up to his chest. Rose stifled a yawn, sleep was still fogging her consciousness a bit. "Thank you for last night by the way, it was..." Her forehead wrinkled again, her brain was really failing her this morning... Heh heh that reminded her of a hilarious comic character. Alright, focusing time. "Mind-blowing would be a good place to start I guess."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 2:38 pm
Cain gave a soft chuckle at her description of him sleeping. If she knew what he'd been dreaming about, 'winsome' wouldn't be the description she'd have given to him. But he wasn't about to correct her. He found her absolutely adorable when she woke up like this. "Mind-blowing about covers it for me too," he told her softly and gave her a light kiss when someone knocked on the door. He knew they'd wait a moment before entering, able to smell the food they'd brought for her breakfast through the door. "Smells like your breakfast is here. Why don't you go get dressed while I let them in to set up the table," he suggested to her, unable to resist giving her another kiss before he got up and pulled his robe on to answer the door. He did wait for her to get into the bedroom before he opened it and let the servant in, pushing a warming tray in front of her that she set beside the table, collected the tray from last night, then left the suite with a wink after telling him about the new chef. He closed the door and approached the breakfast tray with interest and lifted the cover from the first plate. Everything was prepared with Rose's abilities in mind, all of it high in iron and certainly nutritious, but it all smelled absolutely delicious. There was a pitcher of milk on the tray as well as one of hot cider and a third of coffee complete with fresh cream and sugar, both flavored with vanilla. "I think you're going to love what the new chef sent for your breakfast, my love," he called out to Rose as he set her plate on the table and poured himself a cup of the coffee.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 4:04 pm
Rosabel Marcellus
Rose retreated to the bedroom, still trying not to yawn. Realizing that she did not have to motivation to pull on pants and button up a shirt, she instead opted to just shrug on a light grey shift and then pulled on a soft blue sweater over that. It admittedly felt a bit weird being in a skirt again, but a pair of pants meant zippers, and trying to balance on one foot at a time. Rose had the feeling that if she attempted such a feat right now, she would only end up with a head wound.
The enticing smell of coffee, and what she assumed was to be her breakfast curled under the door and went straight to her nose. Rose's stomach immediately let out a plaintive rumble. Breakfast sounded wonderful. She stepped into a pair of loafers and then with a bit more spring in her step, opened the door.
Rose had just poked her head out of the bedroom door when Cain called to her. Indeed, just from the smell, unless it tasted completely different, she was probably going to love it. "It certainly looks and smells delicious from where I'm standing. Rose followed in Cain's suit and poured a near brimming cup of coffee. However, she immediately downed the entire cup. The caffeine had an almost instant effect. Any remaining shreds of fog were promptly chased away by the sweet burn of coffee.
"If the coffee is anything to go by, then yes. I will." Rose kissed Cain's cheek and then sat down, pouring herself another cup of coffee. "So what's this about a new chef?"
Wearing: This
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 9:08 am
Cain held her chair out at the table for her then sat across from her with his own cup of coffee, "One of the new residents has turned out to have a talent at cooking. When that was pointed out to Sebastet, and the girl claimed sanctuary here, she was given the job as head chef. She's a hybrid, from what I was told. Angel and vampire. Not a combination I thought was possible, but then again, I didn't know Demon/Vampire hybrids were possible until it turned out that Gypsy was one," he knew he was about to get a bit lost talking about the hybrid possibilities so he forced himself back on track. "Her name's Rebecca," he blinked for a moment, "I think that's what the servant said. I hope it was, otherwise I got that wrong and am likely to offend the poor child when I talk to her," he blinked again and sipped his coffee. Eventually, he'd have to talk to her. Everyone came to the library for one reason or another, "The servant said they were all quite taken with her. Either her cooking or something else about her has them all nearly fighting to work with her," he said with a shrug of one shoulder as he dismissed the new chef from his mind and concentrated on watching Rose eat. While he was doing so, he decided he was going to show her one of the joys of skirts and his imagination took flight on it.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 10:44 am
Rose listened intently to Cain as she began her measured decimation of the breakfast. "Tasty" didn't cover it. This Rebecca was clearly a very skilled cook. Maybe she would pass on her recipe for caramel rich teas (her favorite biscuit) to this chef. Rose hadn't had a good rendition of them since that little bakery " Mary's Cakes and Cookies" was foreclosed... What a shame the owner decided to gamble away his fortune. Rose took a delicate sip of coffee, and closed her eyes to savor the flavor. Not too sweet, not to strong. Mmmmm. With a small shrug Rose said "Well she sounds like a people's person for sure if she was able to win over so many servant's so quickly." Then she took another sip. Rose opened her eyes to find that Cain was staring with a slightly more intense look than normal. A faint pink touched her cheeks. "Ummm...Is there something on my face? " Rose brushed the corner of her mouth with a napkin.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 11:25 am
Cain gave a soft laugh as she started to blush, "No, there's nothing on your face but that charming blush of yours. I simply love to watch you eat. This time you had that same blissful look on your face that you get when we make love. Which tells me that the chef is as good as promised and the food must taste as good as it smells," he told her honestly, sitting back as he sipped at the rest of his coffee. "I was also wondering about that skirt of yours... My imagination has supplied me with a benefit to it that I'm not entirely certain you'll want me to share..." he added, hoping that she knew what he was talking about. Otherwise, he'd probably wind up making her blush again.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2014 1:46 pm
Rose was about to ask what exactly his mind had supplied him with about her skirt, she even opened her mouth slightly but then her mind caught up to his and her face flushed a deep red. Rose spent a moment in silence considering this and then said "Oh." still blushing furiously, she continued to eat, her plate was almost cleared now. But of course then there was the question on what they were going to do after breakfast... Rose had a feeling that Cain had a few ideas, and she was perfectly fine about this, but... Old habits die hard.
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