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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 4:06:34 GMT
*laughs lightly*
Well, as I am sure that you are aware... he is quite the gentleman....
*smiles fondly*
He took me to a nice dinner and then we walked around the city for awhile. He's really quite interesting.... Then....
*smiles, still loving to tease him*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 4:10:15 GMT
*scoots to the edge of his seat, staring at her unblinkingly*
And... and then?!?
*running his left hand through his hair, looking ready to pull it out*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 4:22:41 GMT
*laughs*
A good girl never tells....
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 4:25:44 GMT
*weaves his fingers through his hair and begins tugging at it*
You're no saint, Aurelie... so you can tell.
*flashes her a brilliant smile*
What would convince you to tell me?
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 4:30:54 GMT
Ah.
*sees an opportunity*
I'll tell you the rest... for a kiss. Not just a peck, though. A kiss.
*grins*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 4:38:06 GMT
A full-on snog?
*raises an eyebrow, giving her a questioning look*
Well, alright... but wouldn't you rather have money? Or another drink? Or my beautiful black minute owl, Malvolio?... *continues to babble on, feeling a little nervous for some reason*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 4:40:55 GMT
*laughs*
You wouldn't give me that owl.
But, yes, a kiss. It doesn't have to be too long... just make sure that I enjoy it.
*smirks*
You can do that, can't you?
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 4:50:41 GMT
*shrugs in a defeated sort of way*
Fine, I wouldn't give you Malvolio...
*leans closer, an inch from her face, close enough that the tips of his long eyelashes tickle her cheek*
I've never let anyone down in that department before, even you... urm... but speak of this to no one.
*replaces the space between them and kisses her thoroughly, maybe a tad robotically, a bit surprised to note that he hasn't completely forgotten how she tastes*
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 4:57:33 GMT
*moans just lightly enough for him to hear but nobody else*
*closes her eyes and responds gratefully to the kiss*
*leans back and smiles nostalgically*
Thank you.
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 5:01:34 GMT
*returns to his seat and smiles slightly at her, wondering if he was just imagining her moaning or not*
It was nothing, Aurelie.
*eyes gleam*
Now whisper to me what happened in London.
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 5:11:16 GMT
*smiles*
I can say it out loud.
As you said, the purpose was to make you jealous. Nothing was intended to happen. But, we were both attracted to each other... We messed around. But, never actually went all the way..
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 5:15:40 GMT
*lets out the loudest sigh of relief Aurelie has ever heard*
Thank Salazar for that!
*smiling ear-to-ear as he raises his sherry glass*
A round of drinks on me!
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 5:34:11 GMT
*laughs lightly, in very good spirits now*
Very well.
Sips her firewhiskey.
So, how is your job going?
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Sept 16, 2008 5:42:15 GMT
*drains his glass, setting it down forcibly*
That silly pastime?
*gestures expressively, partly from being half-drunk*
Imagine this... every workday you enter a fog of intoxicating, mind-numbing scents ranging from apple cinnamon to violets! I flirt shamelessly with the customers, I smell candles, and I get paid for it. It's better than sleeping the day away, don't you think?
*touches her arm*
Get a job Aurelie, then I can come visit you.
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Post by Aurélie Benoit on Sept 16, 2008 6:17:07 GMT
*laughs*
Glad to hear that you enjoy it....
*gives him a worried look*
You've been drinking quite a bit.... maybe we should get you home.
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