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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Jan 1, 2013 15:04:03 GMT
Don't have skype .... but would love to revive it!
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Nov 16, 2012 19:06:27 GMT
not completely
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Jul 22, 2012 21:11:18 GMT
Lancelot returned her smile quite readily. However, he thought that she was being a bit cavalier perhaps when it came to her security. This was not like her to delegate so much to others, even to close relatives like her aunt. He saw the pain written across her face, and perhaps that explained her mindset, he thought. He saw her reach for the book that he had seen her writing in before, and saw her quick look and heard her chuckle. "What are you writing in the book, Raven, and what is it you find so amusing?"
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Jun 1, 2012 15:48:34 GMT
He returned her warm smile with one of his own. "Yes .... Raven ..... I know it is a serious shortcoming of mine when it come to you, but I feel that you are owed the respect that is in that name." She did not hesitate to take his hand and to lean on him. This had been the greatest change in her over the course of the last few months ... that she was willing to admit that she relied on others .... on him .... in some things. As soon they reached her chambers, not surprisingly shew went immediately to her bed and sat down. "Yes, I suppose he will be, but you are the first concern of mine. "where are your servants ... shouldn't they be tending you here, by now?"
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on May 30, 2012 0:04:59 GMT
There were few women, Lancelot knew, who even when pregnant could cut as good a figure as Lady Raven could. She was once more carrying his child, but this time he knew that they both wanted to keep it. He was worried about her, though. He knew that she was the strongest of females, but that this pregnancy had taken a lot out of her, as the long journey home had as well. He heard her call his name. "Yes, milady, do you need my assistance4 to climb from the carriage, perhaps? Here, take my hand, and lean on me as we take the last steps to the castle. I am sure that you are looking forward to a warm and comforting bed after your long trip."
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on May 28, 2012 13:25:33 GMT
Lancelot could see and hear that she was still breathing heavily, as she arose quickly from the bed. As she walked over to the mirror he turned over in the bed, now lying on his back, smiling slightly, as she spoke. "Well, this is the second time that this witch has bewitched this Knight, and I think she has done a better job this time," he said as he stretched his body, arching his broad back. "What Arthur doesn't know won't hurt him.. All I told him was that I was going out on a long quest, and he accepted that," Lancelot shrugged, as he admired her in her gown.
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on May 25, 2012 12:51:21 GMT
Lancelot just barely heard her voice, her question "mmmmmmm" ..... he took her in a full embrace and entered her once more ...... taking his tool in and out of her ...... he seeking now to dominate and control her ....... at her weakest point. "Does it feel real? ....... mmmmmmm," he said as he kissed the soft skin of her neck. "Was it real as you imprisoned me, and tried to break my will so that I would faithfully serve you?." he asked as her body reacted to his thrusts. "I seek not to break your heart but to possess it," as he continued to focus himself upon the noble lady Raven.
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 12, 2012 11:27:58 GMT
He saw that she did not reply in words, but in action, as she unbuttoned her blouse slowly ..... and then he suddenly felt her bare body against his ..... as if magically all her clothes were gone and he was entrapped by her body once more ..... it was as if he felt a web spinning about him ..... and then her face and lips were into the soft flesh of his neck .............. grrrrrrrrrrrrrr ............. as his eyeballs helplessly rolled back in their sockets .......... his mouth hung open ............. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ............ how can the witch know the effect this has on me .................'mmmmmmmmmmmmm ...........ahhhhhhh...........ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' He was blinded now by his carnal passion ... unable to see anything ........ as he entered her ........... exploding within her ....... as she milked him dry
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 11, 2012 21:47:56 GMT
The kisses on his neck just drove the young Knight crazy, enough that he didn't want to act as would be expected according to the Knightly Code. He was surprised that an Assasin such as Raven would say such a thing. He followed her down on the bed, removing his last shirt off and pulling the the covers over them .... kissing her her on her eyelids, before going back to her mouth in earnest, with his tongue exploring her mouth, then with drawing. He took a deep breath and said, "Your are mine? .... then show me how much you are mine."
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 7, 2012 11:55:45 GMT
She unlocked her chamber door and entered ..... he followed and suddenly felt her pull him in and wrap him in a tight embrace and kissed him deeply, which he responded in kind. She broke it off for a moment and removed her cloak. He removed his as well as his outer shirt, as she embraced him once more. "And what does my lady Raven have in mind," he asked.
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 6, 2012 22:07:56 GMT
Lancelot had a tendency to separate himself and go it alone, even in Camelot. Although there were a few that he was close to ..... Arthur and Merlin ..... he was not especially close to the other Knight, especially the noble ones. That was especially the case with Knights that Arthur was the closest to, like his second-in-command, Leon. Most of the time Lancelot just desired to to be sent on a lengthy patrol or a distant quest by Arthur or the King.
On this day, though, he thought that he would visit the pub at the Ram Inn and Tavern. He had not stopped in in weeks, and he had a taste for some Ale with a little food as well. He really did not prefer wine, but a good english ale, or an even hardier local brew, like one that he had recently tasted from the lands to the north of Hadrian's Wall. He expected there to be few in the pub, and reality did not violate his expectations.
He looked across the room and saw clearly that only one table was occupied, by a spare young man with fairly sharp features. He sensed an aura about him, as if this was not a person that you wanted to disturb or interfere with. He had no desire to incite him, so, as he picked up his Ale and sat down at the table across from him, he gave him a nod of acknowledgement, as their eyes met and Lancelot sat down at his table .... his glance neither challenging nor pushing at him for conversation. Lancelot saw no need to take unwarranted risks. You never knew who might be a possessor of magic.
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 4, 2012 18:42:46 GMT
Lancelot knew that Raven was suspicious by nature. One did not survive for as long as she had, doing the kind of work she did, unless she was both suspicious and careful. He saw, though, even as she tried to resist him, that her resolve weakened, and she slid into hi, and hebent down so his lips could meet hers easily, for an extended kiss. He stopped and listened to her request before responding. "Yes .... Lady Raven .... as you wish."
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 3, 2012 11:41:03 GMT
He saw her look of guilt and sadness and knew that she was the most indecisive and vulnerable now. He took his index finger and lifted her chin and lips to hers in a prolonged soft kiss, waiting to see if it eroded her resistance. "I could not love you as long as you tried to used your power over me ..... controlling me .... I know below that training as a murderer ..... an assassin ...... is something else ..... someone with more passion ........... mmmmmmmm" .....as he kissed her again ...... deeper
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Mar 1, 2012 12:55:33 GMT
Obviously what he had said was the right thing to say in the circumstance, as her natural first inclination to stay separate from him was overwhelmed by her desire. But still, she questioned why, of all people, he had chosen her, after she had complimented him on his bravery. Blushing first, said, "I am no braver than any other Knight, and I expect Arthur can summon several who I cannot hold a candle to. Now .... as I remember it, you are the one who chose me and held me in your quarters. Have you not looked in a mirror and seen why I would choose you. Those eyes, for one are difficult to get away from or resist, for starters."
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Post by Lancelot Du Lac on Feb 29, 2012 10:47:30 GMT
Lancelot shook his head in amazement over how complicated that this woman made everything. It was probably, he thought, a result of all the conspiracies she got herself involved in, that she couldn't take things at face vale. "Shhh ...... Raven," he said lifting her chin with a finger. "You don't have to speak ..... or even think ...... just feel and love," and he planted the deepest of kisses on her soft lips. "If you want me to accept you as you are, you need to accept me as I am ..... and not worry about having to trap or enslave me on your terms." His lips and tongue moved deeper into her mouth, as he pulled her into himself.
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