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Ariadne; The Architect ([personal profile] chesstotem) wrote2011-06-02 10:33 pm

Moving Day (for [livejournal.com profile] dontthinkabout)

Ariadne knew that the day all their new furniture got delivered to the condo would be busy - she'd done her best to time all the delivery arrivals so that there wouldn't be too much of a clusterfuck, but inevitably there were about three trucks parked on the street at any given time.

And she had a lot of burly delivery men to direct.

"Master bedroom, please," she said firmly to one group, then turned to another couple of guys, who were hauling her drafting table. "Careful with that, please take it to the breakfast nook, that space to the back of the kitchen with all the windows. Thanks..."

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
“That’s impossible,” he said against her lips. “You know, I’m still amazed when I think about the fact that I’m going to marry you at the end of the month.” Lifting his hand, he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
“Overjoyed, blissful, loved…” He added before sighing.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Arthur returned the grin as he leaned down to bless her forehead with a kiss.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
“Promise?” He rested his hand on the side of her face.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
He traced her lips with the pad of his thumb as he continued to gaze at her with adoration. “I love you, too, Ariadne. Always.”

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
He pressed his hips into hers. “Then I’ll say it for as long as I live.”

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
“A good plan, indeed.” One hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, fingers skimming across her stomach.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
He smirked as he lifted her shirt over her head. Trailing kisses from her neck to her chest and down her stomach, he got to work on the front of her pants.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Once her zipper and button were undone, Arthur pulled down her pants and underwear until they were completely off. He kissed the inside of her thighs, inching higher and higher to the juncture of her legs,

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He breathed warm air over her before licking a stripe up her folds, teasing, tasting. With the tip of his tongue, he circled her clit agonizingly slow.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
And it did as he took that hard bud between his lips and sucked to suck gently, tongue flicking it.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He started to suck her clit a little less gently than before, wanting her to come.

[identity profile] dontthinkabout.livejournal.com 2011-06-04 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Arthur is nothing if not a skilled and attentive lover, so when she came he smirked against her, licked her folds a few more times and started trailing kisses up her body.

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