Log: Henry and Anita.
*is in the library, again, reading, frowning slightly*
*walks by, smells Henry, and smiles to herself. She comes by, standing between two shelves.* Henry. *softly*
*looks up, startled, and then does smile* Anita.
Darlin'. *she comes closer.* You look beat.
I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine. *stands*
*sighs* I'm worried about you, hun. You spend way too much time reading. You always look tired.....
I'm trying to figure this out. You don't need to worry about me, love.
*melts a little* you don't wanna bounce a couple ideas off me? *sits closer.*
I know what it is, at least. More or less. No specifics. It's been fought before, apparently, and wounded, but...
but? *takes his hand, laces it in his*
I don't know if there's something...special, about the weapons used here... *taps the book and automatically gives her hand a little squeeze*
what do you mean, love? *squeezes back*
*headshake* I don't know yet. *a pause* I had a strange encounter today.
oh? *tilts her head to the side, kisses his shoulder through the fabric lightly.*
*smiles* Someone I knew. And someone, stranger, who knew me, from a while ago.
two encounters, then, or one?
The same.
Puck.
*eyebrows* Yes.
yeah, he said he knew you.
A long time ago, yes. He hasn't changed much. *a pause* He asked questions.
*eyebrows* questions?
About Cal.
well, yeah, they go way back, or something. What did he want to know?
I...made a slip. Mentioned that you worried about him. He wanted to know what about.
.... hold on. What were you doing discussing me in the first place.
...*almost flushes* Like I said. He hadn't changed much.
.... *doesn't connect the dots* .... and?
*does blush, a touch* He was a flirt then.
ah, right. *chuckles.* I think he kind of tried on me. For about three seconds.
I told him I was taken.
*bluuuuush* convenient, to have a girlfriend, sometimes... *archly, even in the blush*
*almost smiles* It couldn't have been just any girlfriend to turn him down.
*eyebrow: one* Hmm mmm? *did not know her Henry swung that way*
*a twitch of a smile* I'm sure you noticed he's handsome. *but not accusing. kisses her, gently*
I didn't really look.*kisses back, softly*
*that makes him smile.*
*smiles back in the kiss, all thoughts of Clay gone for now.*
*oh good.*
*for now, key words. Wait til she sees him again* I love you, My Lord.
My Lord? You've got to be kidding me. My Lady.
Ain't no lady. *grins, kisses* Oh, Cal had a question.
Oh, did he?
yeah. He wanted to know if me being yours made me a princess, or something. *chuckles*
I didn't know you were mine. *little kiss* I thought it was the other way around.
I think it goes both ways, my Henry.
Mmm. *a little smiiile*
*grins, kisses him softly.* So, do I get to be a princess? *amused*
If you'd like.
*amusion* as long as nobody calls me lady....
I wouldn't dream of it, Your Highness.
oh, damn, that's worse, your Majesty. *grins, kisses him again.*
No, not quite. Just your Grace. *smile*
Well, I can't quite be a Highness if you're a Grace, now, can I?
Yes, you can. *kisses her*
*kisses back, and probably is pretty much straddling him at this point* I'm just Anita, love.
*pulls her into his lap, if she isn't there* It's the same thing.
*nuzzles his gently* only because it's you.
Mmm. I don't think so.
I do. I... I need to tell you, I've never felt as strongly as I do...
Hmm?
... *little voice* about you.
*blink* Anita.... *breathed*
*heart skippage!* Henry? *breathed too.*
You're - you've become everything for me.
..................... *Henry, you're being /kissed/.* *She just gave up on words.*
*whoakissed. that's just /fine/.*
*gives him a deep, deep kiss, then breaks reluctantly, breathlessly.* Oh, Henry... *so, so softly.*
*slightly wide eyed* Anita?
yes? *softly, lost in him.*
*headshake, can't quite find the words*
*just looks at him, then, love in her eyes. She feels so terrible for having been so harsh to him*
*just looks back at her, marvelling, a little.*
*smiles back.* You look like you're on drugs, handsome. *softly, warmly*
No, just you. *smile*
Technically, I'm on /your/ lap, darling.
Yes, I'd noticed. *flash of a smile*
*wriggles a little* had you now? *a mischievous look*
*a little growl and gives her a kiss* Tease.
*hmm growling is hot* I learned from the best.
I am not a tease.
oh, yes you are. *almost laughing.* You know how to drive me insane.
Hmm. Do I? *fingers trailing down her spine*
*shivers under his fingers* oh, just a little. *toying absently with his hair*
*kisses her, tenderly* Mmmhm. *other hand joining it, resting at the base of her spine*
*kisses back, tender as well, both hands lost in his hair, with a soft moan.*
*brings her hips forward, a litte, drawing the rest of her closer, too*
*obliges easily - with all their feeding the ardeur, their bodies are perfectly molded, now.*
*is just going to hold her there, kissing her deeply - and hungrily*
*Oh dear. She responds, her desire flaring more and more intensely*
*nostrils flare, taking her scent in deeply*
*she just purrs in the kiss, fully abandonned to the embrace.*
*mmmmtha'snice*
*hmmmyesitis* *and they are also in the library.*
*yeah, fuck it, there's no one else is there?*
*public sex, ahoy! if they don't like it, they can get a life!*
*ex/actly!/*
*so she's getting to work on his shirt, then, still kissing*
*hands moving up her back, under her shirt, though*
*shivers under his hands, kissing more intently*
*kissing her back enthusiastically, maybe sliding the shirt up to bare skin*
*she managed to open his shirt, hands discovering his chest again, gingerly, still kissing hungrily*
*little approving noise*
*well, then, is going to keep with the kissing and the exploration, then.*
*might draw back just enough to shed the shirt the rest of the way before going back to kissing, intently*
*aslkjldfj skin!!!! Hands everywhere, and OMG he's so beautiful she can't believe he's her boyfriend*
*he can't resist pulling her closer, kissing her more, moving his mouth to her jaw, her ear, tongue teasing the skin, eyes half closed and nearly purring*
*she'll be gasping and breathless, completely quickened and shivering in desire, hands roaming his back, her body abandonned to his will.*
My God...Anita...
*such a broken little lustful gasp* Henry?
I...want...
Yes? *you can pretty much have anything you want, at this point*
*just kisses her, trying to get her shirt off*
*helps, fumbling to free herself of it.*
*starts trying to undo his pants befor realizing that he can't get them off, dammit*
*she needs to get off his lap, for that.*
*doesn't /want/ her to go away*
*doesn't want to go away.* Hmmmm.
*this is problematic* *gets the shirt off, at least*
*OMFGSKIN!!! Is going to be pressing against him almost wantonly.*
*caresses her, almost frantically*
*writhes under his hands, kissing back, madly wanting*
I need - clothes. *barely managing to get the words out*
*you need clothes? Henry, your'e confusing as hell* *something unintelligible comes out of her lips about getting rid of them*
*a nod. yeah, that.*
*she's just going to sort of lift herself from his lap, still kissing him, and she'll be fumbling to rid him of his pants.*
*does hers, then, needs them /off/*
*but you see, Henry, she has something in mind, and so you can't really, because she's kneeling between your legs, now.*
*whoa, is surprised by that*
*it's canon, she loves to give head, it just never came up*
*XD well, he's just /fine/ with that, of course*
*so she's going to give you her utmost attention, and that, contrary to the rest of what she does, is very skillful, and extremely practiced. She is /good/ at this*
*well, nnnnngh that's unusual, and his hands are going to tangle in her hair with a little moan*
*she's going to continue, then, slowly and gently giving long strokes, taking him deep in her throat with a happy moan.*
*back curves, fingers twining and making slightly louder noises, head going back*
*she's going to take him to his climax, then, eagerly milking him, hands stroking the inside of his thighs, lips, throat and tongue working at him.*
*and he comes, with a cry of bliss, hands clenching in her hair*
*she's going to drink his pleasure in thirstily, then, and she relishes his ecstasy filled cry.*
Ahhhh-nita- *almost gasped*
*She kind of grins for it, and she'll keep him in her mouth even after he goes limp, her head resting on his lap.*
*nnngh, just strokes her hair*
*purrs softly, even if she has a severe case of wanting between her legs*
Anita? *breathed*
Hmmm?
What would /you/ like? *almost smiling8*
*releases him, at last, looks at him lazily.* I want you.
Mmm?
*fondly* tease.
Come here. I'll show you tease.
*goes, then, back up, to kiss his lips*
kisses her back, fingers dancing up her thigh*
*omgHenry. She bucks against his hand, still kissing*
*teases at her for a moment before plunging two fingers in, teasing and tantalizing*
*hmmmph* Henry.....* in the kiss, muffled by it, her hips now dancing on his hand.*
*kissing her back, moving his fingers with confident experience*
*nnnnnngh. She'll just be there, at the mercy of Henry Fitzroy TWO FINGERS*
*kisses her deeply, almost smiling, leading her to her own climax, but not quite pushing her over the edge*
*rrraaaaaargh, evil Henry. Nitawantstoclimaxsobad.....* *smiling and kissing, growling a little*
*and when he's aroused again, which with her doesn't take long, he's just going to shift the hand to her hip, shift his own, and sheathe himself in her, letting her ride him this time*
*she just climaxes a first time the moment he's entering her, with a little cry.*
*just holds her there* Aniiita - *breathed* I'm yours.
*breathless, panting a little, sweaty....* and I am yours, Henry.
*shifts his hips, against her, asking for her*
*oh, he's got her, he's still sheathed, and all that she has to do is move - she does.*
*a soft little noise, that's /good/*:
*rolls her hips, then, burying her face in the crook of his neck, just getting high on his touch, his skin, his smell, the feelling of him insiden and around her, and just the knowledge that he loves her.*
*nnnnngh* Yes- *hand stroking her body still, amazed that she's here, that she's with him*
*is going to steadily to a second climax, then, lost in him entirely.*
*is at this rate headed for another himself, taking deep breaths*
*it will break over her with a shuddring cry, her hold on him more intense for the sensations coursing through her.*
*that takes him over the edge and he makes a noise in his throat, lips on her neck*
*she extends her neck, offering him to drink.*
Anita-- *breathed*
Henry. *softly*
Do you- *shuddering, almost*
Yes.....
*tilts his head, brushes the skin with his tongue, his teeth, before sinking them in with a little siiigh*
*her eyes roll in her head as she rides the climax between her legs and the orgasm at her neck.*
*panting, little hitches in his breath*
*just completely lost in sensation*
*walks by, smells Henry, and smiles to herself. She comes by, standing between two shelves.* Henry. *softly*
*looks up, startled, and then does smile* Anita.
Darlin'. *she comes closer.* You look beat.
I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine. *stands*
*sighs* I'm worried about you, hun. You spend way too much time reading. You always look tired.....
I'm trying to figure this out. You don't need to worry about me, love.
*melts a little* you don't wanna bounce a couple ideas off me? *sits closer.*
I know what it is, at least. More or less. No specifics. It's been fought before, apparently, and wounded, but...
but? *takes his hand, laces it in his*
I don't know if there's something...special, about the weapons used here... *taps the book and automatically gives her hand a little squeeze*
what do you mean, love? *squeezes back*
*headshake* I don't know yet. *a pause* I had a strange encounter today.
oh? *tilts her head to the side, kisses his shoulder through the fabric lightly.*
*smiles* Someone I knew. And someone, stranger, who knew me, from a while ago.
two encounters, then, or one?
The same.
Puck.
*eyebrows* Yes.
yeah, he said he knew you.
A long time ago, yes. He hasn't changed much. *a pause* He asked questions.
*eyebrows* questions?
About Cal.
well, yeah, they go way back, or something. What did he want to know?
I...made a slip. Mentioned that you worried about him. He wanted to know what about.
.... hold on. What were you doing discussing me in the first place.
...*almost flushes* Like I said. He hadn't changed much.
.... *doesn't connect the dots* .... and?
*does blush, a touch* He was a flirt then.
ah, right. *chuckles.* I think he kind of tried on me. For about three seconds.
I told him I was taken.
*bluuuuush* convenient, to have a girlfriend, sometimes... *archly, even in the blush*
*almost smiles* It couldn't have been just any girlfriend to turn him down.
*eyebrow: one* Hmm mmm? *did not know her Henry swung that way*
*a twitch of a smile* I'm sure you noticed he's handsome. *but not accusing. kisses her, gently*
I didn't really look.*kisses back, softly*
*that makes him smile.*
*smiles back in the kiss, all thoughts of Clay gone for now.*
*oh good.*
*for now, key words. Wait til she sees him again* I love you, My Lord.
My Lord? You've got to be kidding me. My Lady.
Ain't no lady. *grins, kisses* Oh, Cal had a question.
Oh, did he?
yeah. He wanted to know if me being yours made me a princess, or something. *chuckles*
I didn't know you were mine. *little kiss* I thought it was the other way around.
I think it goes both ways, my Henry.
Mmm. *a little smiiile*
*grins, kisses him softly.* So, do I get to be a princess? *amused*
If you'd like.
*amusion* as long as nobody calls me lady....
I wouldn't dream of it, Your Highness.
oh, damn, that's worse, your Majesty. *grins, kisses him again.*
No, not quite. Just your Grace. *smile*
Well, I can't quite be a Highness if you're a Grace, now, can I?
Yes, you can. *kisses her*
*kisses back, and probably is pretty much straddling him at this point* I'm just Anita, love.
*pulls her into his lap, if she isn't there* It's the same thing.
*nuzzles his gently* only because it's you.
Mmm. I don't think so.
I do. I... I need to tell you, I've never felt as strongly as I do...
Hmm?
... *little voice* about you.
*blink* Anita.... *breathed*
*heart skippage!* Henry? *breathed too.*
You're - you've become everything for me.
..................... *Henry, you're being /kissed/.* *She just gave up on words.*
*whoakissed. that's just /fine/.*
*gives him a deep, deep kiss, then breaks reluctantly, breathlessly.* Oh, Henry... *so, so softly.*
*slightly wide eyed* Anita?
yes? *softly, lost in him.*
*headshake, can't quite find the words*
*just looks at him, then, love in her eyes. She feels so terrible for having been so harsh to him*
*just looks back at her, marvelling, a little.*
*smiles back.* You look like you're on drugs, handsome. *softly, warmly*
No, just you. *smile*
Technically, I'm on /your/ lap, darling.
Yes, I'd noticed. *flash of a smile*
*wriggles a little* had you now? *a mischievous look*
*a little growl and gives her a kiss* Tease.
*hmm growling is hot* I learned from the best.
I am not a tease.
oh, yes you are. *almost laughing.* You know how to drive me insane.
Hmm. Do I? *fingers trailing down her spine*
*shivers under his fingers* oh, just a little. *toying absently with his hair*
*kisses her, tenderly* Mmmhm. *other hand joining it, resting at the base of her spine*
*kisses back, tender as well, both hands lost in his hair, with a soft moan.*
*brings her hips forward, a litte, drawing the rest of her closer, too*
*obliges easily - with all their feeding the ardeur, their bodies are perfectly molded, now.*
*is just going to hold her there, kissing her deeply - and hungrily*
*Oh dear. She responds, her desire flaring more and more intensely*
*nostrils flare, taking her scent in deeply*
*she just purrs in the kiss, fully abandonned to the embrace.*
*mmmmtha'snice*
*hmmmyesitis* *and they are also in the library.*
*yeah, fuck it, there's no one else is there?*
*public sex, ahoy! if they don't like it, they can get a life!*
*ex/actly!/*
*so she's getting to work on his shirt, then, still kissing*
*hands moving up her back, under her shirt, though*
*shivers under his hands, kissing more intently*
*kissing her back enthusiastically, maybe sliding the shirt up to bare skin*
*she managed to open his shirt, hands discovering his chest again, gingerly, still kissing hungrily*
*little approving noise*
*well, then, is going to keep with the kissing and the exploration, then.*
*might draw back just enough to shed the shirt the rest of the way before going back to kissing, intently*
*aslkjldfj skin!!!! Hands everywhere, and OMG he's so beautiful she can't believe he's her boyfriend*
*he can't resist pulling her closer, kissing her more, moving his mouth to her jaw, her ear, tongue teasing the skin, eyes half closed and nearly purring*
*she'll be gasping and breathless, completely quickened and shivering in desire, hands roaming his back, her body abandonned to his will.*
My God...Anita...
*such a broken little lustful gasp* Henry?
I...want...
Yes? *you can pretty much have anything you want, at this point*
*just kisses her, trying to get her shirt off*
*helps, fumbling to free herself of it.*
*starts trying to undo his pants befor realizing that he can't get them off, dammit*
*she needs to get off his lap, for that.*
*doesn't /want/ her to go away*
*doesn't want to go away.* Hmmmm.
*this is problematic* *gets the shirt off, at least*
*OMFGSKIN!!! Is going to be pressing against him almost wantonly.*
*caresses her, almost frantically*
*writhes under his hands, kissing back, madly wanting*
I need - clothes. *barely managing to get the words out*
*you need clothes? Henry, your'e confusing as hell* *something unintelligible comes out of her lips about getting rid of them*
*a nod. yeah, that.*
*she's just going to sort of lift herself from his lap, still kissing him, and she'll be fumbling to rid him of his pants.*
*does hers, then, needs them /off/*
*but you see, Henry, she has something in mind, and so you can't really, because she's kneeling between your legs, now.*
*whoa, is surprised by that*
*it's canon, she loves to give head, it just never came up*
*XD well, he's just /fine/ with that, of course*
*so she's going to give you her utmost attention, and that, contrary to the rest of what she does, is very skillful, and extremely practiced. She is /good/ at this*
*well, nnnnngh that's unusual, and his hands are going to tangle in her hair with a little moan*
*she's going to continue, then, slowly and gently giving long strokes, taking him deep in her throat with a happy moan.*
*back curves, fingers twining and making slightly louder noises, head going back*
*she's going to take him to his climax, then, eagerly milking him, hands stroking the inside of his thighs, lips, throat and tongue working at him.*
*and he comes, with a cry of bliss, hands clenching in her hair*
*she's going to drink his pleasure in thirstily, then, and she relishes his ecstasy filled cry.*
Ahhhh-nita- *almost gasped*
*She kind of grins for it, and she'll keep him in her mouth even after he goes limp, her head resting on his lap.*
*nnngh, just strokes her hair*
*purrs softly, even if she has a severe case of wanting between her legs*
Anita? *breathed*
Hmmm?
What would /you/ like? *almost smiling8*
*releases him, at last, looks at him lazily.* I want you.
Mmm?
*fondly* tease.
Come here. I'll show you tease.
*goes, then, back up, to kiss his lips*
kisses her back, fingers dancing up her thigh*
*omgHenry. She bucks against his hand, still kissing*
*teases at her for a moment before plunging two fingers in, teasing and tantalizing*
*hmmmph* Henry.....* in the kiss, muffled by it, her hips now dancing on his hand.*
*kissing her back, moving his fingers with confident experience*
*nnnnnngh. She'll just be there, at the mercy of Henry Fitzroy TWO FINGERS*
*kisses her deeply, almost smiling, leading her to her own climax, but not quite pushing her over the edge*
*rrraaaaaargh, evil Henry. Nitawantstoclimaxsobad.....* *smiling and kissing, growling a little*
*and when he's aroused again, which with her doesn't take long, he's just going to shift the hand to her hip, shift his own, and sheathe himself in her, letting her ride him this time*
*she just climaxes a first time the moment he's entering her, with a little cry.*
*just holds her there* Aniiita - *breathed* I'm yours.
*breathless, panting a little, sweaty....* and I am yours, Henry.
*shifts his hips, against her, asking for her*
*oh, he's got her, he's still sheathed, and all that she has to do is move - she does.*
*a soft little noise, that's /good/*:
*rolls her hips, then, burying her face in the crook of his neck, just getting high on his touch, his skin, his smell, the feelling of him insiden and around her, and just the knowledge that he loves her.*
*nnnnngh* Yes- *hand stroking her body still, amazed that she's here, that she's with him*
*is going to steadily to a second climax, then, lost in him entirely.*
*is at this rate headed for another himself, taking deep breaths*
*it will break over her with a shuddring cry, her hold on him more intense for the sensations coursing through her.*
*that takes him over the edge and he makes a noise in his throat, lips on her neck*
*she extends her neck, offering him to drink.*
Anita-- *breathed*
Henry. *softly*
Do you- *shuddering, almost*
Yes.....
*tilts his head, brushes the skin with his tongue, his teeth, before sinking them in with a little siiigh*
*her eyes roll in her head as she rides the climax between her legs and the orgasm at her neck.*
*panting, little hitches in his breath*
*just completely lost in sensation*