------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Monday, 24 January 2022 12:35:48 Greenwich Mean Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) **The children play and he gets to spend time with both Varick and Florrie, who are getting on well. Ulysses seems to like the extra attention. A few things get squared away with Alice about looking after the house, having the Ketch, visiting Pete and Beth. The children eat their tea there, and Florrie asks for Morgan to put her to bed after Alice has gotten her into night clothes** ** You're now known as Florrie * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye alright * Florrie goes up the stairs to the bedroom, her blanket filled hammock waiting. She waits for him to move them * Morgan does so * Florrie climbs in, lying down (Florrie) Sing lul'by? (Morgan) You have one you like? (Florrie) Any * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright... * Morgan picks one and sings it quietly * Florrie reaches up to hold his ponytail, eyes closing. She looks so sweet and peaceful (Florrie) Nighty night (Morgan) night night little lady * Florrie stays holding his hair quite a while. With Edward's eyes hidden behind her lids so looks even more like Jana. Her breathing slows * Morgan waits til she's asleep before leaving the room quietly (Florrie) **downstairs everyone is getting ready to go, Molly is the only wone who checks Morgan's expression * Morgan looks like he's deep in thought, shoulders hunched (Florrie) **he picks up her feeling of being deeply protective of him, like she wants to wrap him up and shield him** * Morgan blinks, looking around (Florrie) **She is busy putting on Varick's coat. Goodbyes are said, and they head out into the evening. It's dark enough that they have to concentrate on the cliff path* (Florrie) **They get back to the Rose. With Varick fed and ready for bed, Molly is tucking him in whilst Morgan packs a bag** (Florrie) ((What does he pack? Violin, tin whistle, sketch stuff, nightmare oil, balm, Avebury moonshine?)) (Florrie) **He can faintly hear Varick** Then we will sail for the Fish Festival and the Bum Man? ** You're now known as Molly (Morgan) ((guitar)) (Molly) *Molly sounds quite firm* Mauschen, we must stop calling him that, it isn't polite. (Molly) V: But Papa and Heinzharold found it funny when I was talking about bums! (Molly) M: I will remind both of _them_also. (Molly) V: What do we call him then? (Molly) M: We should call him Lord Rosenkrantz. He is the next Freiarr Insel. (Molly) V: Heinzharold calls him Rosie, can we call him that? (Molly) M: No. If we are invited to, we will call him by his first name, which is Sebastian. (Molly) V: That's a silly name. (Molly) M, whose voice carries a smile: And that, my dear boy, is also rude. (Molly) V: Okay Mama. Goodnight, I love you. (Molly) M: I love you, Mauschen. (Molly) **Molly comes out a few minutes later, frowning slightly** (Molly) Are we nearly ready? * Morgan nods (Morgan) would you care to get my telling off done on the way? * Molly frowns (Molly) I don't want to tell you off... (Morgan) I heard what you said to Varick... (Molly) ... I think we all need to be careful not to encourage Varick's present interest in people's bottoms... * Molly looks serious * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright * Molly is clearly brooding on it (Morgan) Whats the problem? (Molly) I don't want him to end up embarrassed or offending people * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright (Molly) Even mentioning to Edward is likely to make him disapproving, and Varick would be hurt by that *she sighs* it's alright, it'll be fine * Morgan nods * Molly tries to shake it off "I just worry for him. I'm protective" (Morgan) I know blossom * Molly nods (Molly) Alright, we'd best tell Heinzharold and Inga we are leaving * Morgan nods (Molly) **They're in the dining room chatting with some of the crew. HH comes over** (Molly) HH: Off now then? * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye (Morgan) No talking about bums... (Molly) HH grins: Can't make any promises, I do like a nice bum (Morgan) I'm serious * Molly glances at Morgan. HH watches the two of them (Molly) HH: Oh, no talkin' bums with Varick? * Morgan nods (Molly) HH nods: no problem $got a bollocking then?$ (Morgan) $No. Imagine how hurt he'll be if he says something like that and sees someone disappointed in him$ (Molly) HH: $good point. Softened it with the Grab, Compliment, Distract?$ (Morgan) $Wasn't a bollocking. She's worried$ * Molly just watches the two of them patiently (Molly) HH: $okay$ Have a good one! * Morgan nods * Molly heads off the ship, tightening her cloak (Molly) I think we ought to take the tunnels, and check the machine? (Morgan) If you wish (Molly) **With a lantern they pass in behind the Ketch that is being left for Alice and up through the tunnels, first getting to the contraband alcohol; two crates of brandy, one of scotch** (Molly) Hmm… (Morgan) hmm? (Molly) I think we should take this to Eisen to sell (Molly) It will be less traceable there * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright (Molly) Although, perhaps a bottle of scotch for tonight? * Morgan nods * Molly takes one "We'll likely want something to drink" (Morgan) Probably, aye (Molly) **The go a little more on and up. The machine seems to be running fine, still glowing. She looks at it a few moments** (Molly) It looks alright * Morgan nods (Molly) Strange isn't it, nothing supernatural happened whilst we stayed with Her Grace * Morgan nods (Morgan) odd * Molly smiles "Well, apart from my healing, your fire magic, Varick talking to ghosts and animals, Florrie improving the Rose Garden..." * Morgan smirks (Morgan) well... yes... * Molly continues walking "The supernatural doesn't happen around us, it happens because of us?" (Morgan) I doubt that (Molly) Would tonight be a good one for trying out whether I can heal any harm you can do? * Morgan nods (Morgan) I suppose it would (Molly) There is a little raw pork in a jar in the parcel from the galley, but I am skeptical * Morgan nods (Morgan) I know (Molly) **The manor house is as they left it, and it's a little chilly. She keeps her cloak on at first** Shall we pick a room to have a fire in, rather than warm the whole house? (Molly) **There's a study/library, morning room, drawing room, dining room, music room downstairs** (Morgan) Wherever you would like (Molly) Music room, if you wish to have me play? * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright * Molly unpacks after he has done it, giving him time to quickly check the rest of the house is secure, which it is. When he gets back, she's smiling (Molly) You brought Maelwys' drink... (Morgan) I did (Molly) Still curious, hmm? * Morgan nods (Morgan) I am somewhat * Molly goes to sit on the floor by the fire where it's warmest. She opens the tin with the pork in "we should do this first?" * Morgan nods (Morgan) we should * Molly waits for him to join her * Morgan sits by the fire * Molly slides the tin to him (Morgan) How to do this... (Molly) I suppose you would need to will it to injure with fire... * Morgan nods, doing so (Molly) **It is as difficult to do as when he first tried to create a fire** (Molly) No... you have to want it. * Morgan sighs (Morgan) I'll try * Molly nods (Molly) **It gets easier, and soon it is burnt on the surface** * Molly tries to heal it, and despite him feeling the prickle, nothing happens * Morgan nods (Morgan) That answers that then (Molly) It's too dead. (Molly) I can affect life, not things... not plants either, I've tried that. (Morgan) Gonn' have to be me then... * Molly looks unsure (Molly) I suppose so (Morgan) it sure as hell isn't going to be you (Molly) But that is what we need to know... can I heal it if you accidentally hurt someone (Morgan) so I'll accidentally hurt me... * Molly sighs "alright. Let me do something first?" * Molly holds out her hand * Morgan takes it (Molly) **His neck prickles. He can't smell her perfume, or the fire in the grate** * Molly watches him solemnly * Morgan nods (Morgan) I hadn't thought of that * Molly nods again, letting his hand loose (Molly) Alright, ready. * Morgan nods, concentrating on his forearm (Molly) *a small patch turns pink, dark pink... it is probably more painful than any accidental burn he has ever gotten, and sustained** * Morgan stops, looking at Molly * Molly puts her hand on it, trying to heal it. She grimaces, but he can feel it slowly go (Molly) I can, but it's far harder to heal than a normal burn * Morgan nods (Molly) As to if I can do so on another... the only think I can think of is to do it to an animal. (Morgan) I can think of a chicken... (Molly) Oh! What about if I numbed part of my body first? * Morgan frowns (Morgan) No * Molly watches him. It looks like she is trying to decide whether to reason with him (Molly) ((Expression?)) (Morgan) ((serious)) * Molly then shrugs "Hilda then." * Morgan watches her * Molly opens the bottle of scotch, drinking a mouthful before handing it over * Morgan takes a mouthful (Molly) I know you know my reasoning makes sense. I know your principles will not permit it. So there is no point me continuing. (Molly) **The scotch tastes weird, weak** (Morgan) What about... a finger tip size? * Molly nods "Numbed first?" * Morgan nods (Morgan) of course * Molly nods "On my thigh, incase I cannot heal it" * Morgan nods * Molly fidgets, raising her skirts. She bares an area on her thigh that is illuminated brightly by the firelight. She concentrates a moment, then draws a circle with her finger to show where is numb (Molly) Anywhere in that circle * Morgan nods, concentrating (Molly) ((How reluctant is he?)) (Morgan) ((fairly)) (Molly) **This takes a lot of hard focus, much more challenging than on the pork. It turns slightly pink. Molly watches her thigh** (Molly) I cant feel it * Morgan nods (Molly) **As he tries harder, he starts to feel like his magic is hitting a barrier, like the force of her magic and his are pushing against each other. It's like when he has felt his is out of control after nightmares and she has used hers to calm it, like a battle of wills** (Molly) Hmm... * Morgan stops * Molly looks at the pink mark a long moment then takes a deep breath (Molly) Let's see what happens... (Molly) **She concentrates, and the mark fades** See, no harm done * Morgan nods * Molly watches the fire thoughtfully, then drinks some scotch. She doeant seem to notice its lack of flavour * Morgan taps his nose (Morgan) could you fix this? * Molly leans over with a little smile, lays a finger on his nose, and undoes the magic that stopped him smelling any burning flesh (Molly) All better? * Morgan sips the scotch (Molly) **its back to normal * Morgan nods * Molly smiles, nodding "good. So it seems I can heal any wounds from it, but it feels like there's some competition between our talents..." * Morgan nods (Morgan) does rather (Molly) How strange... how do you feel? * Morgan shrugs * Molly watches him (Molly) Do you need anything? (Morgan) I'm alright I think * Molly watches him further, thinking a moment. Then she moves closer, kneeling up, and wraps her arms around him with a kiss on his crown * Morgan sighs, relaxing slightly * Molly presses in with her hands, like Heinzharold does, and lays her cheek on his head (Molly) I am fine, I am unhurt * Morgan nods (Molly) **He can smell her perfume again now, though due to her position he can't see anything, her chest at his forehead (Molly) How are you faring after the time with Florrie? (Morgan) It was... difficult * Molly hugs him tighter a moment before moving to sit close next to him (Molly) I could think of no way to prevent you needing to do her bed time (Morgan) No... * Molly takes his hand and offers him the scotch (Molly) She really is attached * Morgan nods (Morgan) yes, I think so (Molly) I'm sorry (Morgan) There's nothing for you to be sorry about (Molly) It is painful, I would save you that (Morgan) it is what it is * Molly nods (Molly) Once we have left tomorrow we won't see her for months, most likely * Morgan nods (Morgan) I'm not sure how I feel about that * Molly nods (Molly) I would imagine it is conflicting. If she did not look like Jana, it would be clearer... * Morgan nods (Morgan) its worse when she['s going to sleep... (Molly) Why? (Morgan) Because the only noticeable difference is her eyes... when she's going to sleep, there's not even that * Molly sighs, kissing his knuckles (Molly) It must be so hard to stay in the present * Morgan nods * Molly nods, watching the fire a moment (Molly) I wish I could help (Morgan) it is what it is * Molly nods (Molly) There is no comfort I can give you? (Morgan) Just being here is a comfort * Molly drinks some of the scotch (Molly) I don't intend to go wandering off * Morgan nods (Morgan) good (Molly) What would you like to do now? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) maybe you could teach me that song? * Molly nods. She puts her hand on his cheek and then kisses him softly before going to the piano. He's hears her play and sing it before, and she goes right through it without stopping * Morgan nods to himself as she plays, making occasional notes (Molly) Shall I continue for you? * Morgan nods * Molly plays it again, and then again (Morgan) Alright... I _think_ I have it... (Molly) I can go again, if it would please you... *she giggles* * Morgan sniggers, picking up his guitar (Morgan) aye, go on * Molly does so * Morgan tries to play along (Molly) **he 's able to with reasonable ease, and by rendition number six is doing excellently. She seems content to play for him (Molly) That has helped with your lines you are stuck on? * Morgan smiles slightly (Morgan) no, not really, but I know something new now (Molly) How are along are you with your new song? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) a few lines is all (Molly) You will not wish my help? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) it'll come to me eventually * Molly nods, playing something else, and then something different again. Then she turns to watch him (Molly) Do you really think Maelwys' drink works? (Morgan) I've got no idea (Molly) Should I try it? (Morgan) If you want to. Its not bad tasting * Molly gets up, finding it. She takes a little sip from the bottle (Molly) I think it is wise to go gently... * Morgan nods (Morgan) I'd say so (Molly) It is very nice though. Shall we play something else together? * Morgan nods (Molly) **It's about half way through when she starts to make very minor errors in the piece** * Morgan watches her (Morgan) are you alright? * Molly nods, changing position slightly (Molly) I am fine. Play on, my love * Morgan nods, smirking * Molly 's playing only gets worse (Morgan) _sure_ you're alright? * Molly frowns "I need to practice more often" She fidgets again, rolling her shoulders (Morgan) Thats clearly the problem... * Molly nods. She suggests a different piece, and improves throughout, the fidgeting stopping (Molly) That's better * Morgan nods (Morgan) most peculiar * Molly nods (Molly) I think maybe that drink needs more than a sip for it to do anything (Morgan) Think so? you were fidgeting a lot (Molly) Was I? * Morgan nods * Molly takes a large mouthful this time, licking her lips a little afterwards "it's very nice" * Morgan nods (Morgan) its not bad * Molly is part way through a piece of music when she says "Oh" (Morgan) oh? (Molly) That's... Yes, I can feel that. (Morgan) oh? * Molly takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly, and resumes playing. She is playing slower now than before, having to concentrate more (Molly) Mmhmm (Morgan) having trouble there blossom? * Molly starts to fidget more noticeably (Molly) I'm... I'm alright... * Morgan sniggers * Molly exhales slowly again. She manages to play poorly until she gets to the end of the song, then she rests her forehead on the keys, making the piano make a very odd mix of notes (Morgan) Having issues there blossom? (Molly) That... was not a wise choice I think! (Morgan) no? * Molly sits up, stretching her back. Then she picks up the bottle, offering it to him (Molly) It's certainly doesn't do nothing! (Morgan) What makes you say that? * Molly fidgets again sat on the piano stool (Molly) It's like I am much more aware of everything in my body... * Morgan nods * Molly exhales slowly, shivering a little (Molly) It does nothing to you? * Morgan shakes his head * Molly nods, biting her lip (Molly) I'm sure it will wear off. (Morgan) At some point * Molly turns away from the piano, but stays on the seat. Her fingers grip the edge of the seat a little (Molly) I am afraid I will not have the concentration to play any longer, my love (Morgan) it is getting worse? * Molly looks at the bottle a moment before looking back to him "No, but it is not getting better yet. I wonder how much Anna had drunk of it..." * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) no idea * Molly nods. She crosses her legs then makes a little whimper. (Molly) Did you want to play the piano? (Morgan) I'll come sit with you but... I can't play (Molly) Why not? *she shuffles along the bench with slow controlled breaths* * Morgan raises an eyebrow (Morgan) I never learned (Molly) Oh... yes, I see. * Morgan nods (Molly) **She presses her thigh to his when he's sat down** I thought perhaps you meant because my predicament was distracting you... (Morgan) What predicament would that be? * Molly whimpers "liebes herz! You know very well!" * Morgan shrugs * Molly leans her head to his arm (Molly) I think it is easing now... * Morgan nods * Molly sighs "No, it isn't really..." (Molly) I... think if I drank any more I would probably lose my self-control. (Morgan) tempting (Molly) Is it? (Morgan) some, aye (Molly) But only some? * Molly nuzzles his arm (Morgan) Well... (Molly) Well what, my love? (Morgan) I don't want you to be unhappy... (Molly) I wouldn't wish to be too rough with you (Morgan) That is... unlikely * Molly glances at him (Molly) What would please _you_? * Morgan shrugs * Molly watches him (Molly) It's been a tough day for you, perhaps we'll let it just wear off. We know it has an effect, and there will be other days. * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I'm alright * Molly nods (Molly) Perhaps a little more? * Morgan nods (Molly) You would like that? (Morgan) I would * Molly takes another mouthful of it before offering the open bottle to him * Morgan sips it * Molly does up the lid, putting the bottle on a cupboard. Whilst she's up, he notices that her thoughts have become easier to hear, like when he first drank it in Avebury (Molly) [I wonder how long it takes to get stronger] * Morgan watches her for a moment * Molly watches him "Are you content here, or shall we wander around the house a bit?" (Molly) [He could light any fires we need to warm up] (Morgan) Thats entirely up to you my love * Molly removes her boots, leaving them by the fire. She offers him her hand * Morgan stands up, taking it * Molly draws a sharp breath as they cross the room, and when they get to the closed door she uses her body to back him against it before kissing him forcefully * Morgan returns her kiss * Molly moves along his jaw until she is kissing up his neck deeply, hands roughly on his chest, shoulders and sides, the additional effects having obviously kicked in (Morgan) Still think its not very effective? * Molly makes a non-commital sound and then bites gently down to his shoulder (Molly) [God I want him so badly] (Morgan) You appear to have something on your mind... * Molly murmurs Hmm? before capturing his skin between her lips and sucking deeply on it. Her hands move to his thighs grasping rhythmically at them (Molly) [How can he have enough thought to ask questions? This would drive me wild] * Morgan moans quietly * Molly becomes more forceful at the sound, pressing him quite hard against the door, her nails digging against the fabric as she grabs his thighs * Morgan goes along with it * Molly draws deep enough on his neck that he knows he will end up with some serious bruising if he lets her continue. She brings a hand over his placket too, much bolder than normal [There is no way we will get to the desk if I don't slow down!] * Morgan moves here away slightly (Morgan) I thought you wanted to walk through the house... * Molly breathes heavily "Uhhh... yes... I did" * Morgan nods * Molly keeps one hand on his bottom as they head back into the dining room [... if we did that it would be very odd then having guests to dinner though!] (Morgan) I wonder if we'll ever entertain here * Molly tilts her head (Molly) I suppose we might, maybe we could come here on holiday * Morgan nods (Molly) [Although coming anywhere is going to become rather necessary before long] (Molly) Perhaps your parents would like to visit? (Morgan) Maybe * Molly rubs across his bottom before squeezing it "It's certainly a nice house, plenty of bedrooms" * Morgan nods (Molly) [Sadly we do not have time for all of them!] * Morgan looks over the room (Morgan) that table looks sturdy... (Molly) Mmhmm... expensive I think [and probably a very good height... my toes would barely touch the floor] **she exhales slowly** (Morgan) more than likely * Molly leads him into the morning room, looking around. "The light in here would be very nice for sketching..." She lets go of him, going to sit on a chaise * Morgan watches her (Molly) [I'm not sure how enthusiastic he is... perhaps he wishes he hadn't brought the drink] Or we could have a local painter paint Varick and I here one summer? (Morgan) lay back for me... * Molly leans back, looking up at the ceiling a moment, breathing slowly (Molly) This would be a good position for a sketch? * Morgan nods slowly (Morgan) yes, and you're right about the light * Molly nods (Molly) We might be able to squeeze it in in the morning? (Molly) [Oh that sounds so rude!] * Morgan nods (Morgan) sounds good... Maybe in shift... * Molly smiles (Molly) Sorry, I might not be wearing one... (Morgan) I mean in the morning... I can imagine the early light would look even better * Molly nods thoughtfully (Molly) I think you're right... (Molly) [maybe if I use magic I can take the effect away] (Morgan) Fairly sturdy looking, too * Molly frowns (Molly) I'm not sure any woman wishes to look sturdy in a sketch, my love (Morgan) the chaise, I mean... * Molly nods, smiling and blushing (Molly) Yes, I agree [so many positions on a chaise...] (Morgan) Shall we move on? * Molly takes a deep breath, coming back to him * Morgan takes her hand, whirling her about briefly before walking on * Molly starts giggling, squeezing his hand (Molly) **The next downstairs room is the study, the original owners obviously liked chaises as there's one here Morgan has already slept on, as well as a library ladder, a couch by the fire, and a desk. It's very similar to the one he dreams where she teaches him to control his dreams (Molly) [There should be a manual, and it should be given as soon as you are betrothed...] (Morgan) Are you having issues my love? (Molly) Hmm? No... (Morgan) sure? (Molly) I was simply distracted * Morgan nods (Morgan) alright * Molly lets go of his hand. She goes near the desk, looking on the bookcase for something (Morgan) What are you after? (Molly) The ledgers for Alice, whilst we are here... * Morgan nods (Molly) [... chapter one: how to arouse one's husband without being too forward or unfeminine...] * Molly puts them in the hall before coming back * Morgan watches her, swigging from the bottle (Molly) [... chapter two: should you undress yourself, let him undress you, or keep your clothes on? Or, if you are nobility, should you have a specific night dress for your husband's bi-weekly marital visits?] * Molly smiles to herself as she looks around the room * Morgan offers the drink to her * Molly shakes her head (Molly) I do not think I should drink more (Morgan) Why's that? * Molly sits on the desk, fidgeting a little again [I wonder, if I sat just right and moved like that, how close to peaking could I get?] (Molly) I think it's working quite well as it is (Morgan) oh? You seem to have it well under control... (Molly) [Because I am trying not to push you or make you feel obligated] I am managing at present * Morgan smiles slightly * Molly crosses her legs. She watches him. "Would you like a fire in here, or to wander upstairs?" (Molly) [Imagine if I could read his mind... at least when it comes to times like this...] * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) I'm happy to do either * Molly watches him (Molly) Perhaps we'll have a fire in here then, sit on the couch (Morgan) The couch'll do... (Molly) [Maybe he does want a night of reading and company after all. Which is understandable, after his day] * Molly gets off the desk, making a very quiet whimper again. She sits on the couch (Molly) This will be nice, it's good to have time that there aren't so many demands on us ** You are now disconnected (Connection timed out) ------------------------------ Logging started for 192.168.1.82:#7thsea on Monday, 24 January 2022 19:02:26 Greenwich Mean Time ------------------------------ ** You have joined #7thsea (Molly) [18:18] (Molly) This will be nice, it's good to have time that there aren't so many demands on us * Morgan nods (Morgan) indeed * Molly watches him a moment, then fidgets a little (Molly) I wonder how everyone at the ship is doing * Morgan shrugs * Molly tries to settle comfortably on the couch, but she doesnt seem to be having much luck. She watches the fire, and he notices he's no longer picking up her thoughts (Morgan) wearing off? * Molly nods (Molly) A little, yes (Morgan) pity (Molly) Why so, my love? (Morgan) I was enjoying watching you struggle with it if I'm honest (Molly) Oh... you seemed more interested in the house (Morgan) No, not really... * Molly nods, watching him closely (Molly) What is it you want, my love? I only wish to make you happy * Morgan shrugs * Molly stands up "shall I fetch the scotch?" (Morgan) I'm alright with this... * Morgan holds out the bottle * Molly watches him a moment, then nods, taking it and downing two mouthfuls * Molly hands it back (Morgan) To be fair to him, its not bad at all (Molly) It is very nice, I agree, but very dangerous too (Morgan) dangerous? (Molly) Given to an unsuspecting woman * Morgan nods (Morgan) good point... * Molly starts to fidget a little more than she was (Molly) It would make it very hard to maintain one's boundaries * Morgan nods * Molly changes position a bit, breathing slowly (Molly) It's... it's more physical than mental, I think... * Molly watches him for all the signs of being relaxed or enjoying this * Morgan nods * Molly squirms a little in her seat, closing her eyes and breathing out in a measured way again * Morgan watches her (Morgan) I must confess I am enjoying that (Molly) **Molly opens her eyes, biting her lip* what is it you're enjoying, mein sehnsucht? (Morgan) Watching you trying to manage your arousal... * Molly blushes, smiling "It is pleases you to see me struggle with it?" * Morgan nods * Molly crosses her legs, pressing them together firmly. She gasps a moment (Molly) It isn't unpleasant, it's just... strong. * Morgan nods (Morgan) good * Molly fidgets again, squeezing her thighs again. She watches him with open desire (Molly) I am enjoying that you enjoy this * Morgan nods (Morgan) good * Molly looks him over, particularly assessing his visible arousal * Morgan is clearly aroused * Molly whimpers just looking at the straining fabric, thighs clenching again * Morgan grins (Morgan) what would you like my love? * Molly 's brows come together (Molly) Everything. I want you. Here on the couch, the desk, the hallway floor. And on the dining table, and on the piano with the lid down, and... *she moans softly, grinding her thighs together a little. She looks flushed and frustrated and very aroused* (Morgan) and... * Molly whimpers "And outside in the cold grass under the stars. Anywhere you would like." (Morgan) in the grass? That surprises me * Molly 's gaze moves back to his crotch (Molly) Does it? * Morgan nods (Molly) Why? * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) bit risky * Molly fidgets again, sucking the centre of her lower lip, fingers fiddling with the fabric of her dress (Molly) The nearest people are Alice and Florrie way over at the farm. Everyone is half a mile away at the ships (Morgan) True... (Molly) Noone could see or hear us... *she shivers* (Morgan) Are you trying to persuade me? * Molly alternates between watching his expression and watching his constrained erection, the thigh pressing gets worse. "I am inviting you to... to fuck me wherever you wish" She squirms more at this * Morgan grins (Morgan) Lets go and have a look outside shall we? * Molly stands up, making a little moan as the pressure changes (Molly) Yes, please... * Morgan holds out his hand * Molly takes it, holding firmly * Molly takes a cloak with them, making their way out and north, putting the house between them and the farm, and not going further west where the cliff path is. The gardens are nice and the lawn is soft and long. The night is cold and clear. (Molly) The stars are beautiful tonight * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye * Molly goes on her toes to kiss him * Morgan kisses her hard * Molly finally snaps, losing control at this. She runs her hands over his body until she is calming his hardness through his trousers with long firm passes. Her kisses turn urgent, bordering on violent, desperation clear (Molly) Palming* (Morgan) Something you want? (Molly) I want you... *she pulls at the buttons of his placket* * Morgan nods, letting her (Molly) ... I want you on your back in the grass, looking up at the stars, deep in my mouth so that you can never again look up at a starry sky on a very clear night without remembering the feel of it... *she undoes the other button* * Morgan nods (Morgan) You think that will be enough for you? (Molly) That is just to start with... * Morgan nods * Molly pulls down the flap, the night air is a bit of a shock, her hand immediately following it nice and warm. She strokes him gently (Morgan) You wish me to be on the ground? (Molly) Yes. Lie down, please. * Morgan nods, laying on the ground (Molly) **The long grass is soft but cold, and the sky above reminds him of many nights of watch from the crows nest, a ceiling of flickering silver dots and the beautiful pinky blue cloud like spread of space overhead. Brightly overhead, the constellation Et Amantes, known as The Lovers. * Molly positions herself between his legs, and her mouth is very hot compared to the coldness of the November night. She uses her tongue and sucking to bring him sensation, moaning quietly as she does so * Morgan groans at her ministrations * Molly spends quite a bit of time doing this, her focus clearly on his pleasure rather than making him orgasm. He sees two shooting stars whilst she is doing so * Morgan moans quite a bit * Molly says softly "close your eyes... I will tell you when to open them..." (Morgan) alright... * Morgan closes his eyes (Molly) **she continues to pleasure him this way, but it is inconsistent, sometimes with gaps of thirty seconds or more. He can hear her fidgeting** (Molly) Are your eyes still closed? (Morgan) aye (Molly) Good, stay like that please (Morgan) alright... * Molly stands. Then he feels her straddle his hips, and the heat of her core along his length is even hotter than that of her mouth. "You can touch, but you cannot look until I say" * Morgan nods, running his hands over her (Molly) **no fabric comes between his hands and her thighs, nor them and her hips * Molly rocks her hips to grind herself along him, moaning loudly. There's no fabric at her waist either * Morgan moans under her (Molly) **his hands reach her unbound hair, and immediately within that her bare breasts, nipples very hard from the cold night. She angles her body so he is at her entrance * Morgan pinches her nipples * Molly shudders, moaning again (Molly) You can open your eyes, mein sehnsucht * Morgan does so * Molly immediately sinks down on him as deep as she can. The moonlight works well on revealing her pale nudity, and when she pulls her hair to one side even more is on show. She watches his expression, biting her lip * Morgan grunts low in his throat, thrusting up to meet her (Molly) You approve? *she grinds deeply on him, breath catching* * Morgan nods (Morgan) very much * Molly starts to move in the way she most likes, her hands stroking and squeezing at her breasts. She manages about half a minute before he can tell from her unconcealed vocalisations that she is getting very close. She alternates between watching him and having her head thrown back as she rhythmically moans and grinds closer to her climax. There's a wild abandon in her speed and urgency (Morgan) thats it blossom... * Molly obviously enjoys him talking because she immediately orgasms hard around him, arching in a way that makes the silver light bathe her as if it were water. Se rocks only very gently on him, mostly clenching and shuddering as her body and mind are overcome with the pleasure * Morgan runs his hands over her * Molly looks down at him with an almost pleading expression "Put me on my back and take me as _you_ need, liebling. That is what I crave." * Morgan rolls her over suddenly, forcing himself as deep as possible into her * Molly arches up beneath him, the roughness of it making her climax again. She moans loudly "Oh god yes, thank you!" * Morgan pulls up one of her legs and fucks her savagely for a good minute and a half before burying himself in her, swelling and shuddering * Molly peaks once more as she feels him swell, wrapping her arms gently around his back and bringing her forehead to his, making a high pitch moan of extreme pleasure * Morgan grinds within her as his own orgasm hits, his release ripping through his muscles * Molly softly moans again, stroking his back * Morgan collapses onto her * Molly moves her hand to stroke his hair. She whispers "I love you" (Morgan) I love you (Molly) **The night breeze cools his face, and he can feel her heart under his. She watches the stars over his shoulder, and he can feel a deep peace radiate from her** * Morgan eases off her, lying on the grass beside her * Molly reaches for the cloak, pulling it over them both as she curls up to him (Molly) Wow... that was amazing * Morgan nods (Morgan) it was * Molly sighs happily, letting her breathing settle (Molly) Will you remember this, do you think, the next clear night you're in the crow's nest? (Morgan) undoubtedly blossom * Molly nods. She's quiet a few moments before she fidgets around with the cloak, then hands him a cream flannel with a little smile * Morgan smiles, getting cleaned up (Molly) I had one in my skirt too... I wasn't sure where we might end up... (Morgan) very brave of you, unrobing out here * Molly giggles (Molly) I wanted to surprise and delight you * Morgan nods * Molly gets cleaned up too (Molly) If it was warmer I would suggest sleeping out here * Morgan nods (Morgan) bit chilly though (Molly) Mmm... it won't be chilly in Capperlucia even though it will be mid February (Morgan) no, I suppose not * Molly stretches on the grass (Molly) So, my love...? (Morgan) so? (Molly) How long until you are ready to go again? **she smiles playfully** (Morgan) In this chill?! (Molly) No... somewhere warmer (Morgan) Maybe... (Molly) You would rather have me out here again? (Morgan) that would be quite the feat (Molly) The cold is a problem? (Morgan) in general it has an undesired effect on men * Molly leans up on her arm, looking curious (Molly) What effect? (Morgan) it generally makes things... smaller... (Molly) You felt just as big and wonderful as always, my love * Morgan shrugs (Morgan) you'd rather driven me wild... * Molly moans softly at this (Molly) Really? * Morgan nods (Molly) I had an awful feeling you were going to make good on your threat of teasing me in retaliation for me doing so the other morning to make you beg * Morgan laughs (Morgan) I hadn't thought of that (Molly) I wasn't going to risk reminding you when I was already in such a predicament * Molly smiles * Morgan nods (Molly) Warm is better for male members then? *she looks thoughtful* * Morgan nods * Molly shivers a little (Morgan) generally (Molly) I don't know much about them (Morgan) no... (Molly) I know certain spots are very sensitive... and that it means you are... favourably inclined towards intimacy * Molly looks intrigued (Morgan) oh? (Molly) Oh what? (Morgan) which spots? * Molly tries to work out how to describe it (Molly) On the underside, where the hat bit curves and splits down into the main straight bit... * Morgan nods (Molly) And the crown of the hat, the brim of the hat... * Morgan smiles * Molly watches him (Molly) That's funny? (Morgan) never heard it called a hat before * Molly nods "Maybe that's not quite the word. It was in Montaigne that I heard it though, when the girls on the Coral told me how to use my mouth" * Morgan nods (Molly) Does it hurt? (Morgan) hurt? no (Molly) Something like that? (Morgan) No, its just very sensitive... (Molly) I meant being hard (Morgan) oh... no, though sometimes it sort of aches... (Molly) I discovered whilst you were away and I had all those nights on my hands that the most sensitive part of me swells as you do when I am... favourably inclined. That can ache too * Morgan nods * Molly smiles (Molly) You already knew that... * Morgan nods (Molly) Does that happen to you every time intimacy crosses your mind? (Morgan) not _every_ time... but most (Molly) That must be impractical * Morgan smiles slightly (Morgan) aye it can be (Molly) It would be very impractical for me, given how I often I think of such * Morgan nods (Morgan) so I've gathered * Molly giggles (Molly) From the book? (Morgan) And what Inga tells me... * Molly nods * Molly looks thoughtful (Molly) I have a another question (Morgan) go on (Molly) Did that happen when I was taking off the wet shift? (Morgan) to a degree * Molly smiles (Molly) That is better than not at all * Morgan nods (Molly) Did it happen when you kissed me in Carleon, even though you were scared, unnerved and vulnerable? * Morgan nods (Morgan) aye it did * Molly smiles (Molly) I had no idea what the strange burning and tingling I felt was (Morgan) burning and tingling? (Molly) When you kissed me, that is how it felt in my body * Morgan nods * Molly smiles "I know now what it is, but then, I was a bit clueless. Probably for the best too, I'd likely have worried you would be upset by it" * Morgan nods * Molly shivers again "I think it is time we went in, my love" * Morgan nods (Morgan) I think you're right * Molly wraps the cloak around her, pocketing the cream flannel, and carries her clothes (Molly) I need to warm you up and feed you if I hope to inspire you to being favourably inclined again before we sleep, hmm? * Morgan nods (Morgan) that might work * Molly takes his hand, looking very happy as they make their way back indoors ** You are now disconnected