Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

[Rystil Arden]

“And I hope to please my lady, for such devotion.”

*Applying a little of the scented oil to his hands, Tiberius begins a slow sensuous massage, his strong hands stroking and kneading Claudia’s body softly...making good use of the additional skills Aspasia taught him. Starting with her shoulders, he moves slowly down her back...planting fleeting kisses occasionally as he progresses.*

"Mmm...this stuff...not quite the same, but it sort of smells like...Aspasia. Shop at the same place, love?" Claudia teases, in between cooing softly with pleasure.

 

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Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Mmm...this stuff...not quite the same, but it sort of smells like...Aspasia. Shop at the same place, love?" Claudia teases, in between cooing softly with pleasure.

“Well, actually, she did tell me where to buy them...” Tiberius repiles softly between kisses, as he continues slowly down her back and onto her bottom.

 

[Rystil Arden]

“Well, actually, she did tell me where to buy them...” Tiberius repiles softly between kisses, as he continues slowly down her back and onto her buttocks.

"Case closed. Of course, if I was that Vasha, I'd probably ask if you shopped at the same store a few more times, just to make sure," she laughs, "That wasn't very nice of me...ah well--you know it was funny back with the staff when they kept telling her."

 

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Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Case closed. Of course, if I was that Vasha, I'd probably ask if you shopped at the same store a few more times, just to make sure," she laughs, "That wasn't very nice of me...ah well--you know it was funny back with the staff when they kept telling her."

“It was a little unkind, dear heart, but you’re right it was funny...” Tiberius chuckles, as he moves to her thighs after spending some time on her bottom.

 

[Rystil Arden]

“It was a little unkind, dear heart, but you’re right it was funny...” Tiberius chuckles, as he moves to her thighs after spending some time on her bottom.

"Hmm...ahh...that's feels nice..." Claudia exults in the massage, "Maybe I should do a portrait for Vasha. I get the feeling she doesn't like me, and it could help us get on a better foot, I suppose."

 

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Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Hmm...ahh...that's feels nice..." Claudia exults in the massage, "Maybe I should do a portrait for Vasha. I get the feeling she doesn't like me, and it could help us get on a better foot, I suppose."

“Well, she probably feels a little challenged by your intellect, beloved,” Tiberius says, as he moves to her calves and feet, “but I think she’d appreciate the gesture...”

 

[Rystil Arden]

“Well, she probably feels a little challenged by your intellect, beloved,” Tiberius says, as he moves to her calves and feet, “but I think she’d appreciate the gesture...”

"Actually, I almost felt the opposite--as if she completely didn't care about anything intellectual, just her feelings and pleasures. Still, you know what they say about first impressions and all that."

 

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Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Actually, I almost felt the opposite--as if she completely didn't care about anything intellectual, just her feelings and pleasures. Still, you know what they say about first impressions and all that."

“Well, I phrased it as a compliment to you, dear heart, but that’s what I meant...that she didn’t appreciate your intellectual curiosity,” Tiberius chuckles, kissing her feet. “Well, time for you to roll over I think...”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Mmm...good. I want to be able to gaze into your eyes, my love," Claudia sighs lovingly, an adorable little smile on her face as she rolls over onto her back.

 

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Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“Well, I suppose I can just work by touch,” Tiberius says with a grin, gazing into Claudia’s eyes as he begins to sensuously massage her feet and calves once again.