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Some Kind of Paradise (butterfly0408/gray)

"Mmm hmm..." she agreed again, but made no move for the food. No, her only movements were to paw at his clothing, trying to remove his shirt delicately while still kissing him deeply. "Mmmmmmm hmmmmm...." she moaned long and low against the kiss.
 
Roland gave a sharp intake of breathe as her hands found his clothes, feeling his heartbeat skip ahead a few paces. Kissing her passionately, his mind pondered whether there was a way to remove their clothing without breaking the kiss. Slowly, a hand came around to her front passing over her navel and finding the hem of her garment, sneaking under to pass over her knee, gently massaging her thigh.
 
With some great skill, she was able to speak to him, her lips still against his so the kiss never technically ended. "We always seem to end up like this, don't we?" She had the same idea he did about the clothing. It had to come off and it had to come off now. Quickly, without lips parting for even a moment. This dress had been through hell the last few days and it was a risk, but Eden thought it was time for it to finally be gone and done with. It was a symbol at this point of her past and at last they were moving towards a future together. "Rip it off..." she whispered into his lips.
 
Her words were true enough, for indeed this did seem to happen quite frequently. For now however, he simply whispered back, wondering if perhaps the proximity of their lips to each other was the reason they could understand each other like this. "Mmm, it would seem so... But perhaps thats the point of it all... no matter what may happen, we seem to end up back with each other." Pausing every now and then to deepen the kiss, Roland wondered if his meaning had been clear. Those thoughts fled his head however, at her next words. No question now, rip it off, and as his lips blazed with hers, he did just that, the worn fabric proving weak enough to make the job fairly easy. His eyes were slightly open as he did so, and even though her clothes were being torn off, it looked to him as though it was Eden who had leaped forth from the tattered reminded. And so, with the remnants of the garment serving as extra padding upon the carpet of the floor, he fell to the ground with her, the kiss never once breaking.
 
It looked like she was leaping forth... because she was. He movements to help him get the clothing off were helping her rapidly shed the clothing until she was naked, lying upon his floor. The old dress did not stand a chance. And as soon as she was naked, she quickly turned the table, placing him on the bottom then. Straddling his hips, she started to rip at his clothing as well. He was rich... he could afford more clothing.
 
Indeed he could, and even if he hadn't, Roland wouldn't have stopped her, not in a lifetime. His own clothes lasted a little longer, but not by much, the need with which they both seemed possessed held a strength far greater then that of any fabric, and soon, he too was free of his clothing, lying there, skin to skin, with his lovely darling Eden. One of his hand went to her hair running through it and then following the motion down her neck, shoulder, and down her side, letting the sensation of her soft skin fill his mind, that and her equally divine lips.
 
The feel of his hand running soft and smooth down her body sent a shiver coursing through her, a gasp to her lips followed by a moan of anticipation. Being naked, it would be so very easy in their current state to just move a little higher and join them once more, but what would the fun be in getting to the point right away? Instead, she moved down a little more, rubbing her belly against his length in a tease, giggling into the kiss a little.
 
Letting out a moan as he felt her body lower, Roland found himself completely agreeing with her decision, the idea of drawing out such a wonderful thing being quite the good idea in his mind. Fully erect and pushed against her belly, he let one leg wrap slowly around hers, letting his tongue meet hers at the same instant, his free hand also moving to find her breast, massaging it gently as his other hand slid further down her body, all the way over her rear, reaching between her leg over her back and teasingly ghosting over her pussy.
 
((What direction are be going in next here? I've got a bit of writer's block. I feel like we have done this kind of sex scene before and I can't seem to get my mind working.))
 
((Hmm, perhaps your right, it does seem kind of familiar. Well, something new then would probably change things up right? Anything strike you as particularly interesting to try? If nothing else we could do a fade out I suppose.))
 
((Alright, works for me. Perhaps we should be focusing one he plot in any case, it seems to be at a fairly important point.
 
((Agreed. I hate when this happens. I mean I love it too. The point when it becomes more about the plot pushing forward and less about the sex. I hope you are okay with that. Some of my partners like this point, some of them hate it. So then, the next plot point would be.... going to find the daughter right?))
 
((Yeah, it really shows that the story has a hold on you. Plus it's all the more incentive for the plot to push forward. I suppose so, that should make for some interesting story elements, putting characters on the road always seems to do that.
 
((Okay, let me go back and re-read about what we said about where the daughter is. Did you have any idea about it, cus I never did. I originally just figured he'd go away for awhile and when just return with the daughter. >.< If I recalled, you seemed to be laying some kind of foundation for finding the little girl.))
 
((Hmm, well, I was assuming they would find her in an out of the way village somewhere, either an orphan or perhaps doing something else. In any case, I though it might be an interesting plot development to have them travel together, might pave the way for new characters met along the way, as well as another little idea I'm working up. What do you think?))
 
((Alright then. Sure, I'll get on it on my next post, I might take a while, getting pretty late here, I should hit the hay. Anyway, yeah, I can do it.))
 
((Oh dear, sorry this took so long, I'd forgotten I was going to do the next post. xp sorry again.))

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The sun was shinny brightly already, even though it had just recently crested the hills sounding to town which they would soon be leaving behind. However bright it may be, Roland thought it might end up raining later into the day, what with the clouds swooping in from the east. Shaking his head, he loaded the last of the supplies into the back of the wagon. It was a moderately sized thing, large enough for the both of them to sleep in and with a tarp and rods that could be used to set up a small roof over the back should it rain to hard. Mostly filled with food and blankets and clothes, Roland had also packed a few bribes in the hideaway compartments.

Stepping back, he paused to give the horses a pat on the neck before turning around and running a hand through the locks of hair that had fallen into his face. Turning to Eden he gave a brief smile, casting a glance down the road they were setting out upon. No one was out this early, and Roland wanted to be out of town before any were awake to see then set out, having arranged to have news of his departure spread slowly as possible.
 
Eden wore the traveling clothes had had had made for her. The other clothing had arrived as well, but they were put away until a later date. She could not wait to use some of the more intimate apparel with him, but it could wait until their return. Now was all about the task at hand. She still had her doubts about this, but she only slapped on her smile and walked over to pat the horse as well. She turned to him and sighed, "It's still not to late. We don't have to go Roland. We can unpack before anyone even knows we attempted this." She was nervous. Nervous what she might find in searching for her child. Nervous that she wouldn't like what she would find. Or even worse, her daughter wouldn't like finding out about her.
 
Nodding his head silently, he finished putting the last of their needed supplies into the cart, and breathed a long breathe, closing his eyes and collecting himself. "I know." He started, truthfully he did, she was the only one this day with a nervous mind, and yet still, Roland was committed to this. "But Eden, is it really an option? We may stay, and find a way to live happily, but there will always be this in the background, the wondering, even if things turn out badly, we can find a way to move on, and live with it, but if we are left forever wondering..." He trailed off, knowing he did not have to finish the sentence, the meaning was there. If they were left wondering for the rest of their lives, they could never truly put the matter to rest, it would always haunt them, and likely cause problems of their own.

Smiling, he put a hand upon hers, taking it with loving affection. "Lets go love." He said, looking her in the eyes.
 
She had a frown on her face as he took her hand, but the moment his eyes rose to hers and she saw the affection in them, she instantly faded up into a smile. "You give me so much Roland. I'll never understand why, yet still I am glad for it. Especially for your love." She climbed up unto the front of the cart to ride beside him. She still didn't know if she was ready to take this step, but as long as she took it with him, something inside told her it would be alright.
 
Lips turned upward in that ever wonderful smile that came without bidding to his face at her own happy expression, Roland simply nodded, taking his seat beside her and for a moment, simply holding her hand. The dawn was breaking however, and they need haste if they were to be out upon the road before the town was awake with news of their departure. With this thought, he tore his gaze from hers, and reigned the horses into line, starting off at a mellow trot as the sun crested over the edge of the low peak in the distant mountains. Turning to his lovely partner, he managed to find a few fitting words for the beginning of their journey. "To better things love, whatever fate wills, we move to better things."
 
Eden only nodded and scooted a little closer to him, resting her head upon his shoulder and lacing her arm around his waist, "I'll never understand why you do these things for me. We could live a hundred years with you explaining why to be every second of every day, and I will would never understand it."

((Where do we take it from here? Time skip to a bit further along on the path to her daughter?))
 
((I was thinking a fade in and out of of their travels, at some point on this trip I have someone I'm introducing to the story that might make it rather... interesting ^^))

A light smile on his face, the day passed away before the unlikely lovers eyes, the light jostle of the wagon smoothing out once they hit the main road. It was the evening now, closing in on night, when at last Roland let out a small noise of pondering. "Hmm, I believe we are going to have to camp upon the wagon tonight, theres an inn a days travel away from here, but I don't believe any such nicety will exist afore night sets in proper." He commented, looking around him and picking out the landmarks, if all went as planned, the trip would take roughtly four to five days, if the weather held fair, that was.
 
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