* Molly is sat propped up by pillows journalling in the middle of the very extravagant light blue bed when he arrives. The matching chair has been pulled about four feet from the end of it. The room smells like cammomile tea * Molly glances at him a moment before pulling the ribbon to mark the page and setting her journal and pencil down (Molly) How did it go, liebling? (Morgan) Fine blossom (Molly) Good, I am glad *she watches him* There's tea in the pot, but I wondered if you might do something for me? (Morgan) oh? * Molly reclines a little further on the pillows, unbound hair and fancy dress slip showing bed preparations have been made (Molly) Could you take off your coat and sit in that chair? * Morgan looks slightly confused but complies * Molly very slowly runs her eyes over him head to toe. She bites her lip, committing him to memory, her gaze intent. (Molly) That's helpful, thank you * Morgan nods slightly * Molly continues to run her eyes over his body before settling on his expression, smiling to herself (Molly) Okay, done * Morgan looks increasingly confused * Molly giggles (Molly) You look puzzled, my Lord (Morgan) Thats because I am (Molly) Are you sure you wish to know? *she watches him with mischief* * Morgan nods (Molly) Because I am going to be without you for two nights, and if my need for you becomes very pressing, I am going to want to be able to imagine you sat there watching me… *she blushes a little, but is paying very close attention to his body language and expression* (Morgan) I see * Morgan shifts slightly, settling into the chair * Molly watches him intently, her toes curling against the rich, velvety fabric. She runs a hand through her hair and then down her neck, the intensity of her glance remaining (Molly) So, Mon petit chou... *she watches and waits for his response* * Morgan tilts his head questioningly * Molly smirks (Molly) Would you like a cup of tea? (Morgan) Now you mention it... * Molly smiles, getting off the bed and going to the tea pot. She glances over her shoulder as she makes the tea very slowly * Molly brings the tea over to him, then glances around. She then brings a light side table to put beside the chair, setting the hot cup on it. She sits on the end of the bed, watching him (Molly) However, tonight I would not need to be imagining you... (Morgan) no... (Molly) Although, as I have you here, I would not need to resort to that alone * Morgan nods * Molly smiles. Her expression is mostly arousal with the slightest hint of nervousness (Molly) Perhaps you would like to just take some time to drink your tea peacefully before bed, Mon petit chou (Morgan) I rather think you have something in mind... (Molly) I, as always, have many things in mind when I think of you... * Molly runs her fingers through her hair and down her neck again, watching his reaction * Morgan watches her closely (Molly) For example, I could have you watch so I am simply reliving for the next two nights... (Morgan) That rather appeals * Molly brings her hand down over her left breast slowly, caressing the outer curve with trailing finger tips (Molly) ... or I could be knelt at your feet and using my soft mouth upon your *she almost loses the flow as she blushes* manhood whilst you calmly enjoy your tea... (Morgan) That _also_ appeals * Molly brings her fingers across her stomach and onto her right thigh, pressing her knees together gently, her left hand mirroring the placement on her other thigh (Molly) ... or I could take a pin out of the plan from last night, and be on top of you providing the sort of view you lost out on when I had to stop wearing trousers that were hugging my bottom and thighs... * Morgan nods slightly, licking his lips * Molly slides both hands inwards and then over the material on her thighs slowly, towards her knees (Molly) ... or you could throw all those ideas aside, push me back on the bed and show me the sort of *she pauses ever so slightly* fucking that is given to sweet little future Duchesses who torment and tease strong Eisen men... * Molly bites her lip with eyes full of mischief, watching his expression as she uses her hands to part her knees and thighs, running both hands upwards, causing the fabric to gather closer to her hips, but leaving no clear view of the part of her that lays betwixt them (Morgan) Or... I could watch you before you kneel before me and take me in your mouth (Molly) If that is what you would like, Mon petit chou... as close as this, or would you prefer me on the bed properly? (Morgan) On the bed * Molly smiles playfully. There is no denying how much she is enjoying it from her flushed cheeks and cleavage, wide pupils and rapid breath. She turns from him, and very slowly and purposefully crawls up the bed, giving him plenty of time to look at her thighs and barely covered derriere * Morgan runs his eyes over her, settling back and sipping his tea * Molly positions herself back where she first was. She pulls the hem of the dress slip down between her thighs, teasingly shielding her core from his view whilst she takes a minute to stroke again across her neck, her breasts, her body whilst watching his reactions. She makes little gentle noises of pleasure whilst she's doing it. (Molly) On the bed like this? * Morgan nods (Morgan) just like that * Molly runs her hands down and the back up her thighs, slowly repeating this, working closer and closer to the veil of organza at the apex. Her toes curl again, nipples beaded beneath the fabric on her chest. She runs her tongue across her lower lip before biting it, wide pupils taking in his face, his body (Molly) But this is more pleasing to you, Mon petit chou? * Morgan looks at her hungrily (Morgan) aye * Molly brings her left hand to toy with the hardened point crowning her breast whilst the other hand moves higher, stealing beneath the concealing fabric. She moans softly, and though he cannot see her fingers he sees her back arch as her touch runs high to low across the outer lips of her core * Morgan breathes in sharply, fidgeting (Molly) And this, my love, this pleases you? * Morgan nods * Molly runs her fingers back up, and alongside the exhaled moan of pleasure, he hears the quiet wet sound that marks the level of her arousal. Yet still he cannot see beneath that fabric obscuring her womanhood as she plays her fingers slickly over it. Her hand on her breast becomes rougher. She keeps her gaze locked to him * Morgan watches her intently * Molly tilts her hips a little, her hand straying lower and curling closer towards her body. The particular moan she makes as her fingers move fast and forceful into her core is one he knows well, a mix of desire and relief that he usually hears when he pushes his hardness into her. Her left hand joins the right, and concentrates on the swollen bud higher up. The volume of her vocalisations increases dramatically * Morgan strokes himself over his trousers * Molly 's eyes suddenly widen, and her pupils dilate even further, the blue of her irises rapidly retreating. She looks completely spell-bound by his action. Her hands are still mostly shielded from his gaze by the hem of the dress slip, though the fabric seems now to have become a little damp, clinging a little to her moving hands as she somehow manages to make circles with one and a thrusting motion with the other. The sounds of pleasure she makes are surprisingly loud and quickly building ** New query from Morgan (Available on submenu 'Windows') (Molly) *surprisingly loud and quickly building * Morgan makes grasping motions at his manhood as he watches her * Molly 's expression shows that this aim of teasing has been temporarily set aside as she focuses on the sensations and approaching climax. Though her gaze on his stroking is intense and full of need, she glances up to watch his eyes and what he is watching. Her breathing is deep, slow, and it is clear from the way she fidgets and the way her hips move against the very expensive bedding that she is just moments away. She whispers to him, just as he had to her in the clearing with the stream earlier (Molly) Soon... * Morgan nods (Morgan) good * Molly manages just another few seconds of the two-handed stimulation before she can take no more. She inhales deeply, breath held as her eyes beneath a furrowed brow settle upon his hand over his constrained erection and she peaks intensely against and around her own fingers, revelling in knowing he is watching her. After a few seconds, she brings her gaze to his eyes, drawn out climax continuing to make her body tight * Morgan speaks soothingly (Morgan) Thats it blossom * MollyK moans loudly at this, and rather than soothing her, hearing his voice only seems to amplify the intensity, her back arching and her thighs clamping firmly against her hands, body shuddering with ecstacy (Molly) Oh god, liebes herz... * @Morgan watches her intensely * Molly peaks again, and watches his hand as hers start to slow, her moans becoming quieter and less frequent * @Morgan squeezes himself, watching her ** New query from Morgan (Available on submenu 'Windows') * Molly moves her gaze to his face, smiling. Her hands stop her self-pleasuring, and she gently dries them on the hem of the slip, a little embarrassment in her micro-expressions at the sheer wetness of them. He continues to watch her closely, smiling reassuringly, his own movements continuing * Molly slowly crawls down the bed before getting off it and settling knelt between his knees. She watches eagerly as he undoes the fall of his trousers and with a hand weaved into her hair guides her mouth onto his swollen erection. She goes with it, letting him control the speed and depth, relaxed even when he holds her tightly to him and unloads deep within the hot grasp of her throat. * Molly draws away as he relaxes back into the chair with a heavy exhalation as his body tries to calm. She leaves a last gentle kiss on his tip as she sits back on her heels, just watching his post-orgasm contentment ((done)) * @Morgan exhales slowly before sipping his tea * Molly stands up, then sits on the edge of the bed. She glances down at the hem of her slip (Molly) I will give you something else I have worn to take with you instead ** You are now disconnected (Network connection lost) ------------------------------ Logging started for Blitzed:#7thseaic on Thursday, 12 November 2020 21:14:44 Greenwich Mean Time ------------------------------ ** Reconnecting to irc.blitzed.org:6667… -NickServ- Welcome to Blitzed IRC Network, MollyK! Here on Blitzed IRC Network, we provide services to enable the registration of nicknames and channels! For details, type /msg NickServ help and /msg ChanServ help. ** You have joined #7thseaic (MollyK) [21:13] (Molly) I will give you something else I have worn to take with you instead * @Morgan laughs quietly (@Morgan) good idea * MollyK blushes ** Molly has quit (Ping timeout: 250 seconds) (MollyK) I will keep that shirt you're wearing now. I'll ask the staff to wash everything else, it will make it easier than the crew doing it * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) good idea * MollyK stands, going to their trunk and finding a shift before going to wash from the basin. She's quiet as she does so. * @Morgan watches her * MollyK takes off the dress slip, dropping it into a laundry basket. She washes quickly before putting on the new shift, pulling out her long hair from the neckline (MollyK) Do you want the herbs for tonight? * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) I may as well try to get a decent nights sleep (MollyK) I will make sure they're in your bag for tomorrow and Friday nights, I suspect you'll need them more then * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) I would imagine so * MollyK finds them in their chest, then puts them beside the tea pot and gets into bed (MollyK) They have never worked well on me * @Morgan prepares himself another cup of tea with the herbs * MollyK picks up a glass from her side of the bed, drinking the tiny amount of brandy left in it (MollyK) Quite a nuisance, as prone as I am to insomnia if I become very troubled (@Morgan) You are likely to suffer it tonight? * MollyK frowns (MollyK) No, why would I be? (@Morgan) it just seemed thats what you were implying blossom (MollyK) No, I was just thinking aloud really * @Morgan nods, sipping his tea (MollyK) Even as a child, sleeping remedies did not make me sleep (@Morgan) I wonder why * MollyK looks thoughtful (MollyK) I have no idea... *she's clearly distracted * (@Morgan) Whats bothering you? * MollyK frowns (MollyK) I am trying to figure out why I was being given such things as a small child * @Morgan takes off his boots and trousers and climbs into the bed with his tea * MollyK smiles, watching him (MollyK) Well, I think you were very helpful in ensuring I will be able to recall you being sat in the chair... *she blushes, giggling* * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) good (MollyK) And you are sure you do not mind...? (@Morgan) Not at all * MollyK nods (MollyK) Good. It is easier for me that I know you would not be displeased * @Morgan nods * MollyK turns to her side to watch him (MollyK) Do you think Claudia and Sorgi will make the most of their last night? (@Morgan) I am assured it is not on the cards to ever happen again * MollyK smiles, thoughtful (MollyK) I am pretty sure I would have said the same about kissing you after we returned from Carleon too * @Morgan chuckles (@Morgan) aye (MollyK) Pretty sure... but no surer *she giggles* * @Morgan laughs before sipping his tea (MollyK) What will happen if they don't stick to that whilst we're at sea? (@Morgan) I'll have to deal with them... I don't think Claudia would put me in that position * MollyK nods (MollyK) I think you're right * MollyK yawns (MollyK) Liebes herz? (@Morgan) yes blossom (MollyK) Is Petra Edward's mistress? (@Morgan) No... They have been together, but I think they're more pragmatic about it than that * MollyK nods slowly (MollyK) Do you think she is a threat to Mina? (@Morgan) No... and if she were, Edward would not allow it (MollyK) I meant in his heart, in his bed (@Morgan) So did I (MollyK) Okay, that's good. I was a little concerned (@Morgan) You've no need to be blossom * MollyK smiles (MollyK) I didn't think you would approve of me having to do something Eisen to her on my future sister's behalf * @Morgan smiles (@Morgan) No, it would be less than ideal * MollyK nods, smiling (MollyK) It would damage the soft gentleness you're so fond of in me... (@Morgan) I think being protective doesn't affect that (MollyK) That is good, as I can be rather too protective of those I care for (@Morgan) I have noticed * MollyK smiles (MollyK) It is extreme in your case. I would likely do a great deal of harm to someone to protect you * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) as would I for you (MollyK) And I am always grateful for your protection * MollyK settles into the bed further (MollyK) Liebes herz, would you sing for me? (@Morgan) sing? * MollyK smirks slightly (MollyK) It's like talking but to a tune * @Morgan looks to be thinking (MollyK) You do not have to, if you are uncomfortable doing so (@Morgan) No, I think I have one... * MollyK smiles (MollyK) Is it the one from earlier about the bird? (@Morgan) No, I thought I'd try something else * MollyK nods (MollyK) I will love it no matter what you sing * @Morgan nods slightly, beginning to sing quietly (@Morgan) D?n do sh?il, a r?n mo chro? (@Morgan) A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghr? liom (@Morgan) D?n do sh?il, a r?n mo chro? (@Morgan) Agus gheobhair feir?n am?rach (@Morgan) T? do dheaid ag teacht gan mhoill ?n chnoc (@Morgan) Agus cearca fraoich ar l?imh leis (@Morgan) Agus codlaidh go ci?in 'do lu? sa choid (@Morgan) Agus gheobhair feir?n am?rach (@Morgan) D?n do sh?il, a r?n mo chro? (@Morgan) A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghr? liom (@Morgan) D?n do sh?il, a r?n mo chro? (@Morgan) Agus gheobhair feir?n am?rach (@Morgan) T? an samhradh ag teacht le grian is le teas (@Morgan) Agus duilli?r ghlas ar phr?ta? (@Morgan) T? an ghaoth ag teacht go fial aneas (@Morgan) Agus gheobhaimid iasc am?rach (@Morgan) D?n do sh?il, a r?n mo chro? (@Morgan) A chuid den tsaol, 's a ghr? liom (@Morgan) D?n do sh?il, a r?n mo chro? (@Morgan) Agus gheobhair feir?n am?rach * MollyK closes her eyes, smiling as she listens, tension flowing out. Her voice is quiet and slow (MollyK) Is that Innish? * @Morgan nods (MollyK) Is it about animals too? * @Morgan spends a few minutes translating it for her * MollyK watches him, both sleepy and absolutely smitten (MollyK) That is so beautiful, liebling (@Morgan) I rather like it (MollyK) Secret of my heart... *she smiles, eyes closing once more* * @Morgan finishes his tea, setting the cup aside and kissing her forehead (MollyK) *she smiles, her eyes not opening* Would you sing Kosk Yn Ta for me now, my love? * @Morgan nods slightly before starting to sing it * MollyK is asleep before he even gets to the starry gazey pie * @Morgan smiles before settling to sleep beside her (MollyK) *he awakens with the chime of the dawn watch in his mind having slept peacefully, his hand slung over the organza on Molly's stomach. She jolts awake as he first moves, and brings her hand to her belly. With a worried tone, she says "light, please!" * @Morgan frowns ,concentrating on the nearest candle (MollyK) *It lights instantly. She flings off the covers looking at her stomach with puzzlement. "What…?!" * @Morgan watches her (@Morgan) blossom... (MollyK) **She looks around the opulent room, obviously alarmed, then at him "Where are the children?" (@Morgan) You were dreaming blossom * MollyK shakes her head, frowning (MollyK) I... No. Where are we? (@Morgan) Atemlos... its thursday... (MollyK) *Her hand stills on her stomach, eyes widening with shock, and then filling with pained tears. (@Morgan) talk to me blossom (MollyK) **She shakes her head despondently* "It was just a dream…" * @Morgan pulls her to him, holding her (@Morgan) come on now * MollyK swallows hard, and exhales heavily. She holds on to him tightly (MollyK) **her words come spilling out, just like the tears he can feel on his shirt* It... It just felt so real. Varick, your children, my son, another boy we'd adopted, then our one- and two- year old boys together, and I was due to be delivered of another child before long, which I felt was a girl and y-… it had been decided we would called her Mädchen… Our little Patchwork family, you said. * @Morgan rocks her (@Morgan) thats a little confusing blossom * MollyK nods, tears interrupting clear speech (MollyK) Yet as real... as if... I had lived... that life for... years. * @Morgan nods, rocking her still * MollyK continues to weep against him (@Morgan) Its alright blossom (MollyK) I know it is silly, but I have never had a dream so intense or sustained. (@Morgan) Not silly at all blossom... I'm just confused by my children, your son... * MollyK 's fingers tighten on him (MollyK) It was as if things had happened differently. We had met at Foxcroft. You had walked out of the lake there dripping wet, I had been unpinning my hair after an interview with the house keeper to work in the kitchen. We both already had children... *she starts to become a little tense* (@Morgan) Come on now blossom, relax... Nothings been taken from you * MollyK breathes in deeply (MollyK) I know that, in my head. My heart is just taking a minute to catch up. (@Morgan) I know blossom (MollyK) I know them all, right this minute, as if they had been in my life for years. I can picture them all so well, and love them. It's... it's hard to let go. * @Morgan rocks her back and forth, humming to her * MollyK sighs heavily (MollyK) You're going to miss dawn liebling. You should go (@Morgan) I'd rather stop here until you are calmer (MollyK) Then what I need from you is to stay out of my mind a minute, please. * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) I'll make some tea? * MollyK nods (MollyK) Yes please * @Morgan kisses her head before getting out of bed to make some tea * MollyK pulls a pillow tight to her, speaking very quietly, and even with his very sharp hearing he would need to expand sensory effort if he chooses to listen * @Morgan does so (MollyK) You all have to go, my little loves, because this isn't real. I love you all so dearly, and those of you I may see one day, I eagerly await when the time is right. And the three of you who I never will, you are loved so much, and I will not forget your faces or your spirits. Goodbye, darlings. * @Morgan finishes making the tea, bringing it to her * MollyK breathes slowly, sitting herself up (MollyK) Thank you, liebling * @Morgan nods, sitting on the edge of the bed * MollyK sips the tea, and he can see her start to calm (MollyK) That was very strange indeed * @Morgan nods * MollyK puts the back of her hand on her head (MollyK) No fever. I haven't not eaten or drunk anything unusual. (@Morgan) Just a strange dream? * MollyK nods slowly (MollyK) Probably. (MollyK) I will speak to Varick about whether he sees any ghosts here, rule that out * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) very well blossom * MollyK sips the tea again (MollyK) Though it was definitely not a nightmare, I would rather not have it again * @Morgan nods (@Morgan) That doesn't surprise me * MollyK tries to shake it off (MollyK) How did you sleep? (@Morgan) Soundly. Its quite unusual * MollyK smiles (MollyK) That is good though. And I am most grateful you did not wander into my dream. * @Morgan nods * MollyK watches him (MollyK) You should go, liebling. You will miss it. * @Morgan frowns (@Morgan) No, you need me here (MollyK) I am alright. I am a little sad, but I know it was not real (@Morgan) You are sure? * MollyK nods * @Morgan nods slightly, taking off his shirt and placing it near her before finding fresh clothes (MollyK) I will never, ever take this time from you if I can help it * MollyK buries her face in it, inhaling deeply, just as he did her montaigne dress on the washing line a week ago when he started pleading with Theus to save her life * MollyK is still doing this when he leaves with reassurance that he will be back