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Post by Helena Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:07:33 GMT -5
"Aiden? Its an old Irish name meaning little fire.." Helena said after awhile of thinking on names. SHe smiled at him as he watched her, kissed his lips again. "I need you more than life my Prince."
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:09:03 GMT -5
He nodded quietly, looking up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "Why are you still in these rooms? We should share," Destrane winked at her and raised his hand, blowing apart a spot in the wall that separated their chambers. "There, much better," he murmured.
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Post by Helena Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:18:17 GMT -5
Helena laughed softly as he blew down the wall then laughed even more at the knocking and shouting from the D.E. at their doors. "You weren't home last night and I couldn't get into your rooms so I slept here." She spent most of her time in his bed it was rarity that she ever came in here.
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:23:36 GMT -5
Destrane looked at her in amusement, glancing over at the door in annoyance. He sent a zapping charm at the annoying wizards, chuckling as the sound of them scattering reached his ears. "Fools," he murmured softly before kissing her gently. "You will never stay in this room unless it is absolutely neccessary.
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Post by Helena Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:27:26 GMT -5
As he sent the zapping spell she rolled around on the bed laughing heartedly. “That they are my love.” She smiled happily and kissed him deeply before pulling away from him, her face a look of panic as she jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom again “Bloody hell!”
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:28:52 GMT -5
He jumped up and came in after her. His arms wrapped around her firmly as he held her close, pulling her hair from her face. "Shh, shh," he whispered softly, stroking her stomach gently as his body pressed against the length of hers. In the time that he had come in, he was wearing black cargo pants again.
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Post by Helena Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:36:35 GMT -5
“Your son wants me to waste away…” She muttered out as she snuggled her naked body to his for warmth. Her body trembled from its reaction of being pregnant, how was she going to survive nine months of this she wasn’t sure. “I hope you’re happy” she whispered jokingly to him.
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:44:17 GMT -5
"Aye, I'm happy, but not about the condition you are facing," he replied softly, holding her close. Des whispered a spell, filling the tub with warm water. "Go on, get in," he nipped her ear before picking her up and placing her in the tub. "Now sit and relax," he stroked her stomach softly.
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Post by Helena Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:49:42 GMT -5
Helena smiled at his rare kindness and sighed at the warm water. "Join me please ... a bath is so lonely without you." She reached out for him needingly as she moved up in the tub so he could sit behind her. "Please Dessie."
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Post by Destrane Savien on Dec 30, 2007 10:52:54 GMT -5
Destrane grinned at her. "You're milking all of this for what its worth, aren't you, pet?" he charmed his clothing away again and climbed in behind her, slipping his arms around her to pull her close. "There, comfortable now?" he bit her neck lightly.
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Post by Helena Savien on Dec 30, 2007 11:31:12 GMT -5
"Why shouldn't I? You've been away on to many missions, I've been neglected by you Dessie" She said stubbornly as she snuggled back to him. She hissed as he bit her neck again, loving the feel on his teeth on her bare skin. "Very much so"
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