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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 3:32:53 GMT
*He rubbed her cheek with his nose, and then kissed her cheek, resuming his head on her shoulder.*
I just cook to well.
*He joked.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 3:34:24 GMT
*pretends to grumble*
If I get fat because of your delectable cooking, it's entirely your fault. You know I've got no self-control.
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 3:35:59 GMT
*Ace chuckled taking a sip of his coffee and setting down on the table.*
No....better yet, you have dictatorship.
*He wrinkled up his nose playfully and growled lightly.*
*He sank in his chair, his head resting on the edge of her leg.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 3:40:59 GMT
*runs her fingers through his hair with one hand as she eats*
*eats a few bites of sausage and egg*
Mmm... yummy....
*dangles a piece of sausage on the fork over his mouth*
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 3:42:47 GMT
*Closes his eyes as she runs her hand through his hair, smiles softly.*
*Then pants like a dog, putting his hands up when she dangles the sasuage over his mouth.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 3:44:44 GMT
*laughs*
Caoimhin, you tease....
*puts the fork into his mouth*
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 3:45:55 GMT
*Bites the sasuage off her fork, chuckling, rests his hands on his chest.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 3:48:10 GMT
*shakes her head, smiling*
*finishes off the breakfast with a hot blueberry turnover*
*takes a sip of coffee*
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 3:49:02 GMT
*Ace gets up, finishing his coffee, and as usually trots off into the kitchen with all the dishes, rolls up his sleeves and starts to wash them.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 3:51:20 GMT
*nearly spits her coffee out, smirking*
*thinks*
Merlin have mercy, that man's trying to drive me mad...
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 3:53:59 GMT
*He stacks them and puts them away, and takes the towel cleaning out drying the sink.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 3:57:30 GMT
*sets down her coffee, the mug half-full*
*walks over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist, leaning her head back to look up at him*
*smirks*
You do that on purpose, don't you?
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 4:01:29 GMT
*Ace laughed throwing the towel over his shoulder.*
It depends.....maybe I do, maybe I dont.
*He turned around smirking wickedly, kissing her, he took her hands and slowly placed it on his broad shoulders, throwing the towel off, and let her run them down his arms.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 24, 2007 4:04:48 GMT
*raises an eyebrow*
*gently squeezes his muscular arms*
Care to enlighten me?
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 24, 2007 4:12:42 GMT
*He kissed her, and then took his shirt off.*
Your enlightened.
*He smirked.*
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