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Some Kind of Paradise (butterfly0408/gray)

Eden smiled and nodded in total agreement with him as she took his hand and tugged him again in the direction of the house, "Yes! Let us go inside and warm ourselves after this rain." She wondered exactly how they would do that. She had a few ideas she might like and was sure he would as well.

Soon they were inside Roland's home once again, dripping and looking like two soaked dogs. She looked at him and started to laugh, "You look a mess..."
 
Dipping his head in a nod of agreement, he followed after her, his smile spreading. The change that had come over here was.. Well, quite simply, he didn't know how it was possible, but it made even more lovely then ever.

Looking down at himself with a slight embarrassed grin, he shrugged and looked in the intents of returning the remark. His mouth pause halfway open however, as he took in the sight of her, and he shook his head, smiling helplessly. "And you.. Still look absolutely stunning." Speaking the words with a disbelieving and amused smirk, as if unable to comprehend how she managed it. Even soaking wet, the water only served to give her a sort of wild exotic beauty. "Thought.. Perhaps we should get you out of those drenched clothes." He added with the upturned curve of a sly smirk on his face.
 
She hugged her arms to herself and nodded in agreement, "Yes, and I can say the same thing about you. We have to get you out of that as well and into something...." she paused a little... "I don't have anything dry." She hadn't thought ahead. Her clothing wouldn't be ready for a few days still and here she was with a soaking wet dress at the only thing she could wear. "I suppose I should have thought ahead..." she blushed a little in embarrassment for her stupid move.
 
Thinking it over for a moment, he realized she was right, and gave another helpless little shrug. "Oh well.." Was all he said for a moment, reaching out and taking her hand, leading them both up the stairs, headed to his chambers and the warm fireplace within, one that should be blazing along quite merrily at this time, and he thanked his staff for that very much right now.

Turning his gaze to her, he pondered the situation. "Perhaps I can send someone to see if any of the items are finished yet, but in any case, maybe one of the servants can loan you something, or myself, if you don't mind wearing a mans clothes for a day or so." Looking at her worn and wet clothing, he realized that perhaps he should have simply sent for someone to pick up some spare clothes at the market before now. Smiling playfully, he gave her a sidelong glance. "Besides, I'm sure we can find something to do that doesn't require clothing." He teased.
 
"I doubt that the clothing would be ready only a day after the fitting." A smirk crossed her face then "But... I will admit," she got close to him, rubbing her body against his, "The thought of wearing your clothing in the meantime. It's kind of sexy." And she meant it. Something about the thought of her coming to him in his clothing to big for her body, slipping the articles off so simply, while he lay in his bed waiting for her. Eden closed her eyes a moment and moaned. She was not one to have fantasies, but such a sweet fantasy had just flashed in her mind.

((P.s. I forgot to answer and ooc a while ago. She did mention at the first meeting that she turned 20 in three days so she did tell him, but not in a way he would recall.))
 
"Perhaps that is a little to optimistic for reality." Giving his reply with a light chuckle, Roland marveled at that reminder. Had it truly only only been that long? Shaking his head, the thought was interrupted by the feel of her rubbing against him. The faint hint of a blush appeared on his face, watching her as she closed her eyes. Arching an eyebrow at the sound she emitted, it inspired him to visual the image himself, and his eyes trailed to the ceiling, lost in the thought for a moment. "Is there anything you wouldn't look sexy in?" He asked after a moment, smiling coyly at her. Before they knew it, they'd reached his chamber door, and he pushed it open and entered with her into the rush of warm air.

((Ah thats right, well, perhaps he could have a belated remembrance, I have an idea that might work for that. I also had another idea coming up here that might help to move the plot forward, plus make it easier to incorporate some new characters.))
 
"A potato sack perhaps?" she replied, playful as ever. With the door closed, Eden pulled away from him again, backing away with that playfulness that was turning into a signature of hers. "I think I look sexiest naked however." She started to tug at the front of her dress with the promise of it soon being pealed from her body, "Don't you agree or... disagree?"

((I was thinking a belated thing as well. She's lived her whole life with her birthday never being important so it would be just another day to her. She can bring it up later and he can make a big deal about it. Perhaps buy her pretty things as gifts. Perhaps he mentions her being 19 and she corrects him and then he realizes?))
 
Giving a faint chuckle at her suggestion, Roland cocked his head to the side, as if considering the scene. As the door shut and she pulled away however, he turned his attention back to her in full, leaning against the wall for a moment as her hand moved to her dress. "No arguments here." He replied calmly, moving from the door and stalking toward her, a faint smile still on his face as he moved. "Hmm, why don't we check though, just to be sure?" He offered, slipping out of his soaked shoes, reaching a hand up and brushing a strand of wet hair from Eden's face.

((Sounds good to me, maybe even just have the topic of ages be brought up and remembers from that. In any case, it should work.))
 
In an instant... Eden stood before him naked once again, her damp dress in a puddle around her feet. The air of the room suddenly washed over her and while it was warm it still sent a shiver through her body, her nipples upon her finely shaped breasts hardening one contact with the air. Eden smiled at him and wrapped her arms around her middle, hugging herself, "It's much cooler in this room when you are naked."
 
For a moment, all Roland was capable of was standing, positioned just right so that the flickering lights of the fire dances across the smooth curves of her body, playing wonderful tricks of light and shadow, as if the very light conspired to enhance her beauty. At length, a faint smile twitched it's way onto his face, and Roland inclined his head, bring a hand to his own damp shirt and pulling it off as he spoke, letting it likewise fall to the floor. "Indeed it is." He stated, pausing in his words. "Perhaps you would be more comfortable upon the warm sheets of the bed? Or near the hearth of the fireplace?"
 
Eden's eyes drifted towards the fireplace. A soft rug lay before it and Eden shivered with delight and anticipation. Her face turned back to Roland and a smirk was on her face, "The fireplace sounds nice." Slowly she walked towards the fireplace, making sure to keep a sexy sway in her hips as she walked. Reaching the rug, she sat herself down upon them, gazing up at him with that same lust as always in her eyes. Raising her hand, she beaconed him with one little finger towards her.
 
Watching her move to the fire, his eyes captivated by the sensuous sway of her hips, Roland need no further prompting as she beckoned him. Approaching at a slow stroll, he stood before her, letting himself fall to his knees with a dull thud upon the carpet positioned directly in front of her, both of their frames outlined by the glow of the firelight.

Raising a hand to her face, he gently caressed her cheek, his eyes never leaving hers as he leaned forward and down, still upright upon his knees, and kissed her, slowly letting their lips makes contact as he loosely let his arm drape around her shoulders.
 
Eden sighed contently into his lips as they kissed. She knew this time it was going to be so slow and sensual that she'd be begging for more and more of it. It would be perfect. All this was perfect. In fact... "You're perfect," she whispered to him against his lips. "Mmmm, master," she added as her arms wrapped around his waist and held him against her. "Make love to me, right here and now?"
 
Roland smiled into the kiss, feeling her arms wrap round his waist and shuffling a little closer to her as she did. Her words, so simple and wonderful at the same time, provoked a pause from him at first, looking back into her eyes for along moment. How could anyone possibly turn down that request? From her of all people. And so, inclining his head, he wrapped his arms tightly around her body, pressing against her in one flowing movement, conveying his affirmation through another contact of his lips upon hers. In this way, pressed against one another, their bodies both still wet from the warm rain, he let the, fall slowly to the soft carpet beneath. "How could a ever refuse?" He finally replied, his peculiar eyes taking in the reflection of the flame in her own, both physical from the fire, and inner, from the heavy blanket of sensuality that hung about them.
 
Eden smiled and fell back with him to the rug. It was soft under her naked body and the fire warmed her immensely. After what they were going to do, she knew she'd be even warmer very, VERY soon. "Mmmm," she moaned again as the wrapped a leg around him, rubbing it against his leg, up and down. "I can't believe we are going to do it... again!" She giggled then and raised her hand to brush against his cheek. "How do you do it? Such stamina. Mmmm, I am lucky to have you."
 
In Roland's eyes, the sound of her laughter and praise were two of the loveliest sound he'd ever herd. It was wonderful to know that she was relaxed and comfortable enough to act this way with him. Smiling in return, and giving a light chuckle himself, he moved a hand to her chin, trailing along it as he pondered the question. "Mmm, it's quite easy, all I have to do is gaze at you for even a moment." He responded, a small smirk upon his lips as he kissed her chin, and then neck, hands slipping down and moving across her naked body, a slight moan escaping his lips. "Whatever I did to deserve you, it can't have been enough."
 
"The same goes for me," she replied. " Double in fact. I don't deserve you master. I don't deserve all the things you say to me. The things you do for me. The things you give me." She took her hand to his chin and tilted his face up towards her gaze. "Master, I truly don't deserve you."
 
For a long while, he only looked into her gaze, unable to tear his eyes from hers, so lost was he in the intensity and beauty or her honest and wonderful orbs. After what seemed it must be an eternity, he finally found the voice to speak once again, lifting a hand to once more brush the wet hair from her face. "Eden..." Pausing, his chin inclined ever so slightly, a tiniest of nods. "Roland... We are alone, and to me, you are not a slave but my precious and beautiful lover. So... you needn't call me that.. to me at least." Not quite sure why he had said that, even though it was true, he held her gaze for a moment longer, his other hand coiling around her waist, drawing her near to him.
 
Eden looked at him with such longing in her eyes. Her lips slowly grew close and in the moment right before they touched she whispered against his lips, "Roland..." and then there lips met once again in a deep kiss. The kiss of lovers. Not slave and master. Not this night. Lovers.

(Do you want to play the scene out of just skip to the next morning and leave the night on this note?))
 
((Hmm, I'm not sure, this does seem like it might be better left at that note, and just skip ahead your right. Well, I could go either way, Which would you prefer? I'll give either a time skip or a continuation in the next post.))
 
((Sounds perfect to me ^^ Very lovely ))

A night of lovers indeed. How long their lovemaking lasted was a fact that would never be answered, but to Roland, it was a lifetimes happieness in less then a single night. As they drifted off to sleep, arms still tangled round each the other, the now low embers of the fire slowly crackled into the night, sleep descending over the room and it's in inhabitants. And for the first time since he'd lived here, Ronald's chamber truly felt like home.

***

Morning came early the next day, a lone bird singing some oddly familiar melody as a veil of light coasted across the floor, finding the two lovers entwined upon the thick carpet. A loose grin was on Rolands face, and as the sun lit upon it, it turned to a warm smile, his eyes flickering open with a series of blinks.
 
Eden's eyes were already open by the time his eyes were open fully. He found a sweet and VERY satisfied smile on his face. "Good morning," her smile grew even wider before she said the next word, "Roland." With the slightest of giggles, she snuggled even closer to him, giving him a gentle peck upon his lips, "Sleep well?"
 
There could never be a more welcome and lovely sight to wake to then the one Roland found awaiting him as his eyes fluttered open. His smile growing exponentially, he perched his lips to receive her brief kiss, chuckling lightly himself. "A heavenly respite." He concurred, accepting her closer into his embrace as he snuggled back against her, arms wrapped around her back.
 
"Mmmm!" She nuzzled against him, "Roland... how long will this last? I am not stupid. You are a nobleman with noble work and responsibilities. How long before you return to that?" She nipped her lips nipped the side of his mouth. "I want to know how much longer I have you to myself."

((Was it this day of the next you originally said he was going back to his work?))
 
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