7twistedwishes: (hell)
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Coming up from Antony's party, she holds the door open for her guest.

Date: 2010-01-15 11:48 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Firelight)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
"This looks comfortable," Urquhart says, looking around. "Very pretty!"

He looks at her as he says that.

Date: 2010-01-16 12:44 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Crossbow red)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart takes off his dark cloak, and follows her. His small, deadly crossbow is at his belt; he doesn't try to hide it.

He is what he is.

Date: 2010-01-16 01:50 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Flowing hair)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart sits, stretches, leans towards her.

Much too late to ask her name.

It's not really important, either.

Date: 2010-01-16 04:02 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Drawn)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
He is very tall, broad, strong; bones and muscles hard to the touch.

And he is experienced in taking a woman into his arms and letting her lean into his strength without crushing her, in kissing her deeply without hurting her soft lips.

He does so, now.

Date: 2010-01-17 08:40 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Intense)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
His hand slips under her hair, cradling her neck with his strong fingers. His other hand tangles in her hair on her back, pulling her close.

He can feel her feminine shape pressed against his body, and he enjoys the feeling.

Date: 2010-01-18 10:09 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (With a woman)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart bends further, to kiss her neck, her throat, and the little dip between her collar bones.

Collar bones. Clavicles. Key-bones. If you're allowed that far, you've been given the key to that body.

To intimacy. To pleasure.

Date: 2010-01-18 08:09 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Flowing hair)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart slowly nibbles his way down her throat, already pushing aside her clothes a little so there's more bare skin for him to taste.

Date: 2010-01-19 01:07 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Turning)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Under his shirt, Urquhart's chest is quite hairy. It's a blond wolf pelt that's not too different from his skin colour, but oddly soft to the touch, with the hardness of his bones and muscles underneath.

Date: 2010-01-19 01:43 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Waiting)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart leans back, looking at he with calm amber animal eyes. "I am glad you like what you found there," he purrs.

Date: 2010-01-19 10:20 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (With a woman)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart watches her, dreamily, giving a little moan of appreciations as she stands there, and the sight of her makes a wave of warm desire wash through his body. He stands, takes off his shoes and shirt, and reaches out for her.

Date: 2010-01-19 05:09 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (With a woman)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
"Very much so!" Urquhart purrs. "You can feel that, can't you?"

He pulls her close.

She can.

Date: 2010-01-19 08:25 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Attentive)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
"Oh yes, let us be really comfortable," Urquhart said, letting go of her just or the moment.

Date: 2010-01-19 10:15 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Creepy manic grin)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
He follows over, walking towards her with the softened look of desire in his eyes.

Date: 2010-01-19 11:04 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (With a woman)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart submits, letting her have her way -- if that is what she wants.

He is bare except for his breeches.

But even so, it's obvious how much he wants her.

Date: 2010-01-20 12:55 am (UTC)
scots_wolf: (With a woman)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
There wasn't any; it wasn't usual in his time.

He is hairy. Very hairy.

And quite ready for her, his hips jerking upwards with need.

Date: 2010-01-20 07:40 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Dreamy)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart's hands go to her hips, stroking and demanding at once; and as he feels himself slide inside, he moans with delight.

For delight it is, mindwrackingly pleasurable. His hips jerk up, as if being inside all the way was not enough, as if the very best was deep in there, just outside his reach.

Date: 2010-01-20 10:25 pm (UTC)
scots_wolf: (Wild)
From: [personal profile] scots_wolf
Urquhart is bucking wildly, moaning, almost howling with pleasure, and the need for fulfillment.

This is incomparable!

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