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Baby, its cold outside (Attn: Therese) Private


Vaughn sighed and looked at the stack of paper work and then out the window. The sun was low on the horizon. The pack had already gathered in the woods. It looked as if he would not be leading the Lloer Vesha tonight. At this rate he would be lucky if he could catch up with them.

Putting his glasses down on the desk, Vaughn scrubbed his face with his hands. These reforms were going to be the death of him. He hated politics, at least he was fairly certain that he did. The ridiculous back and forth banter, the deals, the compromises and all the red tape. Seeing changes happen that he felt were for the betterment of everyone, that he loved, though he might not admit it.

Vaughn checked the sun once more; it could no longer be seen on the horizon. He hurried out of the building. It was snowing again, piles of it were already building up on the last snow fall. Vaughn grinned; he loved running in the snow even if it would make finding the pack that much harder. Impatient now, he jogged towards the edge of the woods, unbuttoning his shirt as he went.

Therese 13 years ago
Whatever side the door was on so he couldn't escape. That was her first thought, although, there were windows he could escape if he wanted. Thérèse craned and rolled her neck slowly, gently suggesting unexplored areas.

She tried to imagine two Tavis, granted under the circumstances she wasn't trying very hard, but the image did not come easily. It was something to consider later, although for just a fleeting second she wondered how ... this... would affect them. It wouldn't she decided. No one would know and it was one day, not that the reality of that was not setting well with her... But that he had quite literally answered all three suggestions made her laugh yet again and freed her from her own darkening mood. It was perhaps a very good thing that she hadn't asked for the moon or a knight on a white horse or something equally fanciful.

For just the brief moment she was in his arms it felt good, it felt very right Thérèse could have happily nestled in his arms all day. Not now though, not when there was a finite amount of time. Her fingers moved slightly, very slightly on his chest, tenuous touches some feather light others considerably firmer, but none rough or demanding. It was only a matter of enjoying the feel of him.

His question made her laugh, a sound as smoky as the occasional piece of wet wood they were burning to stay warm. A smile fluttered across her features, but it was hardly innocent, it was knowing and suggestive. When she did answer her voice had the same quality as the laugh and each syllable was lovingly caressed by her accent.


"Everything is cold."

Her eyes sparkled with playful desire as she teased him.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
"Everything." He watched her laugh, the way her head tilted back just slightly and the little crinkle at the sides of her eyes. Vaughn loved her laugh; it was rich with personality and sounded so intimate. When Therese laughed you couldn't hear the sound and not feel special for having been a part of its cause. Her voice was just as captivating with its musical french softness and sultry depth. He could just listen to her for hours and be happy.

Right now though, she was cold.

Vaughn arched an eyebrow and then disappeared under the blanket. He slid downward, dragging his hands lightly down her sides. Eventually he came to a stop at her feet, which were indeed quite cold. Taking one in his hand, he massaged and kneaded it gently, placing soft kisses along the top of her foot and down to the inside of her ankle.


"Then it would be best to be thorough."
Therese 13 years ago
She watched him arched an eyebrow and raised both of hers in answer. It was a game, a challenge and he should play. That, however, was not the response she had been anticipating. She hummed a little feeling his hands slide down her sides. And then he did the unexpected again.

Thérèse figured she should possibly get used to the unexpected with Vaughn. He was not what she had assumed the sarkis would be like, he wasn't what she thought a mayor should be like and she certainly hadn't in any way assumed she would fall into bed with him or wish that it could be more.

Now, however, the unexpected was her feet. For all running and wandering about barefoot, occasionally even running barefoot, her feet were surprisingly sensitive. She couldn't help it, she giggled. She bit her lip to try and keep silent, to keep the mood, but between his kisses and nimble fingers she was giggling.


"Then you are being -quite- through."

She said between little boughts of laughter as she reflexively but playfully tried to free her foot before her giggles ruined everything.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Vaughn laughed while holding onto one very ticklish foot. He filed that bit of information away for later though a wicked part of his brain immediately reminded him that there was no need. Gently pressing his hands to her foot, he waited until the fit of giggles slowed to a halt.

His smile did not diminish, as he glanced up at her.
"Hmm, perhaps I should see what other things I might learn today."

Poking his head under the blanket, Vaughn trailed his hands lightly up her calves, pausing occasionally to place kisses on a various spots that he felt required extra attention. Scooting up a little more, he laid down on his back, one long leg on either side of him. Vaughn turned first one way, kissing the inside of one knee and then turned the other in order to do the same for it. He reached up and ran his hands gently down the outside of her thighs up to her hips then back. Rolling over, He kissed the insides of her thighs, taking his time, savoring the feel of her skin against his lips.

Moving up a little more, Vaughn supported himself on his elbows. He leaned down and lightly kissed the mound between her legs.
Therese 13 years ago
"That was supposed to be a secret."

Very few people knew that her feet and ankles were ticklish it wasn't something she advertised. But, she rather liked that Vaughn knew.

Muscles twitched and contracted as he ran his hands over her legs. Her head fell back and she gave a little moan as he teased. Anticipation, as she felt his lips sweet, soft, smooth her skin felt as if there was a current running through it and those little kisses completed a circuit, she shivered.

She used her big toe to follow the planes of his body. That, however, stopped with that last kiss. Reaching down with a breathy sigh Thérèse sought any bit of him she could touch. He hips rocked forward slightly trying to hold back, to be patient but yet again he was inspiring impatience.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
The small sounds and movements that accompanied his touch encouraged him to take his time. He wanted to be something she remembered after today, for him that was incredibly important. If he couldn't see her again then he at least wanted to be remembered fondly.

Vaughn pressed his lips to her once more, enjoying the soft warmth, the scent of her and the feel of her legs surrounding him. He hummed his response to her statement, his mouth not leaving her. Wrapping an arm around each leg, he brought his head up just enough to add.


"Your secret is safe with me, Milady. You have my most solemn promise."

Returning his attention to keeping her warm, Vaughn continued kissing and teasing before sliding his tongue into places that were definitely not cold. Thorough, he was just being thorough. He continued his licking at a slow and steady pace.
Therese 13 years ago
Secret? What secret? Thérèse was having trouble remembering her own name right now let alone what she'd said. She was very aware of Vaughn and what he was doing, other than driving her slightly crazy. This would be the secret though, this one day. She'd take it to her grave and treasure every second of it.

Her breath was coming faster as he continued to be -very- through. She gripped the musty lumpy mattress and part of the blanket in a very determined effort to be patient. After all she had promised to practice. She was not cold any more though, not in the slightest.


"I think that might be the -only- thing safe with you."

She some how managed to pant out as her head fell back and her toes twisted in the blanket. Patience she reminded herself though. Patience. And savored every minute touch, sensation, exploration, scent, every nerve he set on edge.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Vaughn raised an eyebrow at her response, a small smirk forming as he considered what had prompted her to consider him unsafe.

Releasing her legs, he used his fingertips to stroke her gently before sliding one slowly inside her and eventually adding another. Vaughn increased the pace, flicking and licking that small special part of her that he could feel with his tongue. He enjoyed the taste of her, the sound of her small gasps, and the death grip she had on the blankets. There was something profoundly beautiful about seeing her nearly out of control. Therese was normally serene, unshakeable. He felt honored that she would give him this power,let him see her this way, trust him this much. Vaughn moved faster sucking gently between his tongue's movements. He wanted to hear her sounds of bliss while he was not making noises of his own so that he could remember them later when he was alone.
Therese 13 years ago
She made an odd ragged desperate sound half growl half plead. Her whole body arched in reckless need. A dam broke and ecstasy slammed into her. Breathing seemed perfectly optional right at that moment.

When she did finally remember to breath, although not much of a screamer, she did growl something in French. A very satisfied happy growl but blood was still boiling, skin still tingling and heart still pounding she didn't know exactly what she had said or in what language

Her hands desperately sought him, needing him closer, more touchable until then she refused to give over to limp satisfaction.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Vaughn stilled, placing his hands on her hips as she arched and moved around him. He smiled at her creative use of French, making no comment. Though he committed the delightful sound of it, low and hoarse, to memory. He carefully made his way upward and settled down on his side. Propping his head up on one elbow, Vaughn looked down at her with a smile.

"Warm enough now or should I see what else I can manage?"

He smoothed her hair gently away from her forehead, planting a kiss there before leaning back.

"Are there any more wishes? You did save my life after all. I'm very grateful."
Therese 13 years ago
As he lay back Thérèse summoned up the little bit of energy that hadn't been expended in that climax and half tackled Vaughn. She kissed him soundly, with the same abandon that she'd just shown and with no small amount of passion. It was getting harder and harder to remember she only had him for this one day.

"Warm... very warm. A veritable sauna."

Collapsing bonelessly on him Thérèse rested her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat and breathing deeply, she didn't have to commit his scent to memory. It was already there. Her eyes were starting to droop a little, she was fighting it was a waste of very little precious time.

"I have two left don't I? Or perhaps we should find you a wish or three."
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
A chuckle escaped him as he was bowled over and kissed soundly. Soon he was far too consumed by the feel of her against him and his own desire. Fueled by the recent sound of her's, it was hard to think of anything else.

He did smile, slow and satisfied, when she leaned back enough to give him her answer. It was always appreciated to hear that you had done a job well. Vaughn held her close, stroking her back with long soothing movements as she settled against his chest.

Looking down at her when she suggested fulfilling wishes for him, Vaughn bit back any immediate response which had anything to do with mentioning the fact that he had not saved anyone's life. After all when you had a irresistible naked woman laying on top of you offering to grant you your heart's desire, you'd be a fool to point out such minor details.


"Hmm...I'd be happy if you'd just kiss me again." He smiled. "Anything else would leave me overwhelmed with gratitude."
Therese 13 years ago
She loved the feeling of his hand on her back and nestled even closer out of instinct. She wanted to feel as much of him as close to her as possible. Thérèse swore she could feel him smiling. Real or imagined that made her smile as well.

A generous lover as well. She added that to her list of unexpected, but welcome revelations.

Absently she nuzzled at his chest, her fingers lazily exploring and caressing trying to memorize the plans of his torso, the feel of his skin, how the muscles felt.

She didn't laugh but she did smile broadly. Wasn't that how all the tales ended? With one single kiss? Well in the tales they got to live happily ever after too, but this was a reality she would have to go back to her life and he to his wife, she could do better than that.

Gracefully pulling herself back up she straddled him. Kissing him once, twice, three times starting low, near his hips and with a great deal of care worked her way up tongue, teeth and lips working in harmony taking her time tasting the saltiness of his skin, finally nibbling at his collar bone and his jaw. Even then she kissed cheeks, chin, nose, forehead, eyes and ears before finally kissing him properly, deeply, longingly, wanting more than she could ever have.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Vaughn watched her through half closed eyes as she straddled him and smiled. There was not a more breathtaking sight in the world. Therese quickly made sure that he continued to believe that. Her teasing kisses, bites and licks were enough to make his heart beat faster and his breath hitch in his chest.

He knew that he deserved whatever lingering she wished to inflict upon him and he wouldn't have it any other way. Right now though it was hard to feel patient. Vaughn clinched and unclinched his hands as her mouth played over his skin. There were better things to do with them; he spread them out on her thighs and slid them up over her back as Therese leaned forward to place kisses further up his body.

When she reached his mouth, he was ready and more than willing. Her long trail upward evoked the anticipation of a child during the whole month of December. Each kiss was a Christmas decoration,a wrapped present or a carol sung, every one foreshadowing that final day when the best had finally arrived.

Her mouth was soft and sweet. Her passionate kiss was powerful and demanding. Vaughn returned her heated embrace with equal fervor, his mouth and hands questing for as much of her as he could touch and taste. He held her close, pressing her against him as if holding onto her this way could keep her in his life for longer than this one enchanted day.
Therese 13 years ago
His energy and desire only fueled her own. Her kiss deepened and she teased, taunted, tormented, tasted every part of his mouth. Finally pulling away she leaned back running her hands up and down his legs. With a determination and delicacy, and no small mount of flexibility, she was able to stretch far enough to reach the arches of his feet.

Feet, ankles, calves, back to his ankles, slowly up to his knees, what ever part of him she could reach. Thérèse ran her hands along the back of his knees to the outside of his thighs, down the top of his thighs, then slowly, up his inner thigh. The pressured varied the whole time, some times lightly with just her finger tips other times firm using her whole hand and any variation in between as she took the longest possible route to her goal. Finally, she took him in her hands and used all the same care , thoroughness and enjoyment to fondle him as she had with his legs, as he had with her. Only this time she could see him, she was in control.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Therese leaned backward and ran her hands over him. With equal thoroughness, he noted. He also couldn't help but notice the feat of balance and flexibility that was required to reach all of him. Vaughn was briefly impressed before being completely distracted by her talented hands. Her touches were both hard and soft making it difficult to accurately anticipate. The unexpected was even more tantalizing and soon his legs were twitching each time her fingers touched his skin.

Therese's progress led up the insides of his thighs and Vaughn hissed a sharp intake of breath while doing his best to remain still. Her hands on him elicited a sound that was both a gasp and moan together. He wondered just how much of this he could take but he was more than willing to find out.
Therese 13 years ago
Turn about was fair play and absolutely delicious. Let it not be said she lacked attention to detail Hearing him, a sly knowing smile crept across her face and only encouraged Thérèse who redoubled her attentions to him.

Rather suddenly, she left off and leaned forward, bracing herself over him, only a breath away from him. She brushed her nose over his, her lips over his, and grinned.


"You said one kiss..."

Technically this would be two, but who was counting? She kissed him again. Not being a saint and certainly the less patient of the two she broke away sooner than she might have. Of course given that she almost immediately mounted him Thérèse thought she might be forgiven.

After a moment or two she began a steady rhythm, but all her attention was on him. She was quite focused and rather determined to see him as pleasantly out of control as he'd driven her.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Vaughn moaned, his hands halted their wandering and his eyes closed as she continued her attentions. The feel of her hands,soft but firm, gliding over him was overwhelming. His rapid breathing came in time with her strokes. He was near the breaking point...

...She stopped.

His eyes snapped open and he growled softly as she leaned over him. Vaughn watched her, returning the kiss with a small amused smile.

"Evil woman....so I did."

Therese pulled away again and he had a brief moment to wonder what new form of delightful torture she was planning. She slid down on top of him. He gasped. The shocking pleasure of it was enough to tear an explicative from his throat. Therese began to move in a steady rhythm and he thought he might weep from joy and relief.
Therese 13 years ago
That growl again, she loved it. The low rumble let her know she was doing something right and gave her a sense of power. Which was only augmented by his words. Which brought forth a growl of her own, but one tinged with amusement.

"Language monsieur."

But she very much wanted to illicit that reaction again. Strong legs guided the rhythm, occasionally raising herself completely from him. Using her legs for balance and control left her hands free to travel over his torso and to claim one of his hands and bring it to her lips. She used her mouth to taste and explore that hand, still very attuned to his reactions offering more when he indicated pleasure.
Vaughn Emiliano 13 years ago
Vaughn fought hard to recall what it was he was being admonished for. He cast about in their conversation briefly before realizing that those words that had come immediately to mind with her skillful attentions had slipped out. He flashed her an unrepentant smile but said.

"My apologies, Madame... I shall..." Therese had taken his hand and pulled it to her mouth. Whatever he was going to say vanished. His attention was totally consumed with the feel of her on top of him and the sight of a finger being drawn into her mouth. Full soft lips wrapped around another portion of him. The moist heat of her mouth contrasting with the cool air in the room as she sucked gently on his captured hand. It was her look, that knowing, remorseless gaze, that so thoroughly undid him. Therese knew exactly what she was doing to him and was enjoying every second of it. He was enthralled. For the moment he was her's completely, to do with as she pleased. Vaughn was surprised to find that he minded not at all.

He would not last much longer no matter how slow she decided to go. Vaughn leaned forward and wrapped his free arm around her waist. He held her close, his cheek against her chest, wanting to feel her against him when he came. He growled softly against her skin.

"Gyflymach, Cariad"