yosafbridge: (oh really?)
Saffron ([personal profile] yosafbridge) wrote2010-05-09 06:33 pm
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OOM: Upstairs.

The room, for the most part, is nearly identical to when he had seen it last: dimly lit, decorated in deep, lush colors - mostly purples and reds, several soft and comfortable chairs in which to sit, recline, doze or potentially participate in activities that are not entirely restful. She's done a little shopping since then, purchased some new works of art and pieces to decorate here and there and eventually sell to someone else later on when she tires of them.

The bed is relatively new too, four-poster with sheer curtains and a mattress that feels like you could be sleeping on a cloud if you close your eyes.

It's familiar to him, even if he doesn't remember it yet. She's hoping tonight will jog his memories and bring them back by a means most enjoyable.
scots_wolf: (Little arrogant smile)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-12 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Saffron," he says, gently moving his hand. "What a very lovely name."
scots_wolf: (Firelight)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-12 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I feel I should," Urquhart murmurs against her skin. "Like something that's falling off the tip of my tongue the moment I want to catch it. But perhaps I should put my tongue to a better use..."
scots_wolf: (Lips)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Depends on what direction you want it to go," Urquhart chuckled, slowly kissing his way downwards now.

He can't imagine that she cares about him so much she'd rather have him remember himself than pleasure her. No, he doesn't think she doesn't care. It literally doesn't enter his mind.
scots_wolf: (With a woman)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Her taste is familiar, and the way she gasps, too.

But he's been with very many women in his life, so he can't be certain it's her he remembers. While the woman as a whole is one of a kind (and he knows that, even if he doesn't know why), there are only that many ways a woman can taste, or gasp.

He sets to the task at hand, instead.
scots_wolf: (Attentive)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Urquhart looks up at her, up her stomach and between her breasts, where he can see her throat and her chin.

He is about to say 'What language is that?' but instead finds himself saying, "You speak Chinese in your world -- yes, I remember that!"
scots_wolf: (With a woman)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He dips his head again and continues with what he's been doing.

He remembers a house with nobody in it except them, and a map. "A map of stars?" he murmurs, against her skin.
scots_wolf: (Bare-chested)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Urquhart is too busy, for a moment, to reply.

Then, he sits up before he's pushing her too far, too soon. "There was nobody else there," he says. "And I understood how much bigger the world really is than my time thought it was."
scots_wolf: (Half)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Urquhart calmly looks at her; he's very ready for her, but a tiny bit distracted by what she is saying.

"Weren't the worlds all round, just like Ptolemy said, but they go around the suns, not the other way round? And there's more than one sun?"
scots_wolf: (Hand)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Amazing universe, amazing women," he says, reaching down to touch her again.
scots_wolf: (Intense)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He is very ready for her; he just needs to aim himself, lean forward, and slide inside.

He leans forward, takes her in his arms, and kisses her, as his hips prime for the second thrust.
scots_wolf: (Flowing hair)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Urquhart is moaning and gasping now as well; she is well and truly going wild now, and he can join her in it as he slowly pumps and pushes his way towards both their fulfilment.
scots_wolf: (Attentive)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Urquhart slows down a little, and smiles into her eyes, waiting for the signal that she's on the brink.

He knows how women work.

But he also knows very well how this one particular woman works.
scots_wolf: (Wild)

[personal profile] scots_wolf 2010-05-13 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He gives a last, powerful thrust, then spills himself into her.

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