OOM -- for Minx

[capture_eternity]

Dorian's room is of late, late Victorian opulence bordering on Art Nouveau, and encompass in its small space a little bit of everything that a gentleman of leisure might keep in his home.

The walls are papered in deep jewel-toned hues and covered with paintings -- portraits from all times of history, but no landscapes or still lives -- there is a small writing desk, a book-case filled with books bound in linen, silk, or leather, two chaise-longues arranged around a small table that, at this moment, only holds a potted orchid but has enough room for drinks, even a small repast, and a rococo bed in the corner, head and foot curved gently as if to encompass those that will rest, or play, upon it. There is a fire in the fireplace, a view of the snow-covered greenhouse behind the rich, purple drapes on the window, and chandeliers to light the room when darkness falls.

Dorian holds the door open for Minx with his free hand, and bows. "Welcome to my home away from home."

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[myshootingstar]

She whistles softly under her breath, awe in her voice. "Wow. I like it. It's very... you." She turns to kiss him again, debating where she wants him.

[capture_eternity]

He pulls her close for a deep kiss.

"It echoes my home in London," he says. "It's what I like around me, put in a nutshell. Only the music system is more modern here."

[myshootingstar]

She returns the kiss, deeply and passionately and walks him towards the bed. "Surrounded by decadence, spoilt and beautiful. Now I know I want to tie you up."

[capture_eternity]

Dorian pulls her down with him when the back of his legs touch the bed.

[myshootingstar]

She braces a knee on the bed to keep from falling on him, grinning brightly. "Is this what you have in mind? Or are you in a more playful mood?"

[capture_eternity]

"I am ever so willing to be your plaything!" Dorian declares, looking deep into her eyes.

[myshootingstar]

"Then I think," She kisses him playfully, teasing the corner of his lips, "you should get naked and show me where you keep your silk scarves."

[capture_eternity]

"In the bedside cabinet," Dorian says, "with all the other toys."

He starts peeling off his shirt, smiling at her.

[myshootingstar]

"Other toys." She grins, "I like the sound of that!"

She waits, watching him strip and enjoying the view before heading to look in the drawer.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian takes off his shirt, then proceeds to the trousers.

There's no underwear.

[myshootingstar]

She gives a little cat's purr as she looks him over, clearly liking what she sees. She beckons him with a long finger, licking her lips as she runs the silk between her fingers.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian looks at her, pupils dilated, as he kicks off his trousers.

[myshootingstar]

She steps to him, making the most of her height and long legs. She takes a silk scarf the same red as her dress and drapes it over his shoulder, letting it flow against his skin as she circles him.

"Hands behind you back." She whispers, her voice dark and sultry. David taught her knots so her bondage is comfortably tight and firm.

[capture_eternity]

He obeys, watching her closely as she moves over him.

He is already excited.

[myshootingstar]

As is she. She purrs softly and kisses the curve of his neck. The fur of the stole brushing against his skin. "On your knees." She commands softly again and steps back into the light. "I want you to watch."

She starts to strip slowly - clipping the back of the neck of her dress, letting it fall down to her hips revealing full, high breasts cupped in a perfectly fitted gold lace bra. She takes her time to slide her hands down her chest, teasing herself with a little moan before lowering the second zip to let it fall from her hips. Matching gold g-string and smooth, perfectly hairless skin.

But she keeps in the white fur stole, framing her breasts perfectly.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian is kneeling on the bed, naked, and smiling avidly at her -- his eyes are eager, and he can't suppress a little moan of his own at what he sees.

[myshootingstar]

She comes over to him, kisses him softly and pressing herself against him. Reaching behind, she unhooks her bra and lets it fall, the heat of her high, firm breasts against his skin.

She breaks the kiss and cups his chin, guiding him to her breasts.

[capture_eternity]

Dorian nuzzles, with a deep, pleased sigh.

His hands wander around her waist, reaching towards her buttocks.

[myshootingstar]

"Ah." She pulls on his bound hands, keeping them off her. He gets to touch what she lets him. She rubs her breasts across his lips, letting her hard nipples brush his skin.

[capture_eternity]

He opens his lips and licks it.

[myshootingstar]

She coos softly and and guides him lower with a gentle press of her hand.

[capture_eternity]

He takes a deep breath and kisses the spot just below her nipple.