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Date Posted: 08/18/11 10:15pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 08/18/11 9:57pm

(It took him a moment to.. adjust.. to her being off the sofa. His arms moved to the back of the couch, and as he lounged on the large sofa he looked little more than a contented husband.. not so much his usually arrogant self. He watched her rear as she walked off, tilting his head and swallowing as his mouth all but salivated. Lord, he needed to get in her pants. When she looked over her shoulder he had the grace to blink and pretend he was yawning. His own gaze moved to the window as she spoke and he smiled to himself. Of course she wanted to go out.. it was hard to be cooped up inside when the flying weather was so nice.) Och, aye.. dinnae fash, me and the wee gomerals will nae burn the place down. Much. (He got to his feet with a purely male sound of discomfort as he stretched out his tall frame. He was quite uncomfortable in his jeans as of yet, but joined her at the railing to look down on the whelps. He slanted a look at his mate, then leaned over to kiss her cheek impulsively as he crossed behind her and headed down the stairs to join the kids. He wasn't usually an openly affection sort of person, at least not without wanting something to come of it. There was a ruckus as the kids realized their father was joining them and pretty quickly the Laird of the keep was slain by a rogue band of whelps.)

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