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My first task of the day

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*cough* [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]! Oh, Cupid, could I interest you in some conversation and company? I'm sure you get pretty tired flying around all the time.

Come on, sit a while, relax. I'll give you a shoulder rub, if you like. Those wings look -heavy-.

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Okay, this works too. *remembers Smith telling me to let him chase me, but well, I'm not in a position to run. But a chase can be mental as well as physical*

*grins and reaches around to massage your back* I told you I'd give you a massage, and I meant it.

What if I don't want a massage?

*wraggles brows*

What If I want something else?

*attempts to see just how far Beregond will take this*

Who says you can't have it all? Impatient sort, aren't you? Fine, then. *wraps legs up around you and pulls you into a hard kiss*

Does that answer your question? Ah, but I had hoped to top you. I'm sure you can't do that though, with those bulky wings in the way. Oh, well. *another teasing kiss* I guess there are some things even Cupid can't do.

*Snorts*
*makes wings disapear*

And you still can't top me silly human
*stops to snif*
Just what exactly have you been drinking?

OOC there...better

*blinks* Well, that's a handy trick. But I still can't top? *shrugs* Your loss. I'm rather good. *tightens leg-grip, lets you feel that I'm aroused enough to mean business*

*winces slightly at your question* Just ale. Had a *cough* few drinks last night.

*looks concerned*

Would you like something for that?

I can give you something that will clean that all out instantly.

*voice a little raspy from feeling Beregond's arousal*

Oh, I'm fine. Took a pill a bit ago, feeling great. Feeling very.. up. Well, fine then. Miss out on one of Beregond's special talents. How would you have me, then?

*thinks to myself that Smith had BEST appreciate my efforts here*

WHat! You act like like I smell of horse droppings or something.
Oh fne!
I am not in the mood for a beating or bondage.
If you can work within those parameters the have at it my highly aroused human.
*grins*

Oh, I'm not one for beatings, or for bondage. Usually. *grins, peels off what few clothes you have on, letting you go enough to do so, then sliding out from under you to undress myself, dropping my coat close by*

So, you like these parameters? *shows them off* Now then, on your knees would be pleasant, I think.

*purrs...loves this moment when they think they have the control*

*gets on knees and nuzzles closely at the thigh--continuing to purr*

I can't do the you tenses very well --won't even try anymore//bear with me as we learn our writing styles*

*crawls around behind you, curls over your back, nudges my jacket closer and tugs the pocket open* Now then, just relax. *some preparation, then I slide into you, okay, this isn't bad at all, providing a distraction can be enjoyable*

*bends to the task, hand grappling in my pocket till I have what I seek, slowly thrusting to keep you occupied*

(('sfine, just write in your own style, no need to match mine, really! I like individuality))

*enjoys each and every sensation Beregond is giving him, moaning out loudly as their rhythm is set*

*that's it, get into it, lose yourself in the feel, Eru, I know I am* Nice to hear you moan, I like that, Cupid.

*runs a hand through your hair, gripping it tightly, holding onto your head firmly as I continue to buck against you*

*enjoys the pleasant sensations...blissfull and content...unaware of what the other man is up to*

*tugging harder on your hair, enough to tilt your head back towards me, pressing as deep into you as possible, again and again, determined to make you think of none else than that*

*reaching around carefully with the razor in hand and whisking off one eyebrow, then ramming myself deep in you as hard as I can, taking off the other as I pull back, tossing the razor to the side*

And now that my hand is free... *reaches to grasp you firmly, stroking to match my pace*

I know what you just did Beregond and my hair grows back quicker than you think.

*would say more but his need for release takes hold as erection is being thoroughly worked over*

Close...gods keep going...

I don't care if they grow back twice their size, now, Cupid, I did what Smith sent me to do. My task here is almost done. Almost...

*moves faster on you, bringing you to the brink, slamming my own orgasm into you, gasping for air*

*release hits and everything goes fuzzy for a moment as he spills onto Beregond's hand and the floor*

Now that was fun... and why in in the goddesses name did he send you to shave my brows?

*falls away from you, flopping on the floor on my back, gulping for air*

I don't know. It wasn't my place to ask. I lost a wager, and he's my master for a day.

*pants*

Ah been there and done that.
Er mean losing a bet.

*laughs a bit*

*grins* No hard feelings, then?

Course, this was only his first command of the day. I don't know what he will ask of me NEXT!

*slightly twitches* Well, then, I wish you a good night yourself, Cupid. And well, sorry about the trick. Sort of. You do look pretty funny right now. *laughs*

*hair is alraeady forming there--slowly though *

Yeah I suppose I do

No hard feelings.

Really

Well then, good!

I suppose I'd better get back to *twitch* the master now. I'm sure I'll be seeing you around!

((OOC: Good luck with Smith! *snicker*))

(oc) (where should I be looking)

OC: Not sure yet! Will make sure you find out though, probably tomorrow. Smith's gone for the night now. *mwah* Nitey!

is nervous*g* *twitch*

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