On this day of travel
Nov. 26th, 2002 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jlhTomorrow is the highest volume travel day of the year here in the states. Here's wishing everyone who is travelling for Turkey Day a safe journey there and back.
There are a lot of snippets floating around, so I'll add mine. Ron/Padma is completed! Here's a sample:
Much later, the party over, Ron and Padma trudged slowly up the stairs to their own rooms on the first floor. “What time is it?” Padma asked, yawning.
“Almost four,” replied Ron.
“I’ll just check on her and meet you in the bedroom, then?”
“No, I’ll come with.”
So up another flight of stairs they went to the children’s floor, opening the second door on the left as silently as possible. By the light spilling in from the hallway they could see little Maya, just two, her sleeping form curled around Stanley, her prized stuffed eagle doll. Padma leaned over the bed and kissed Maya lightly on the temple and the girl stirred, sighing and wrapping herself even more tightly around her toy. Satisfied, the parents slipped back out of the room and down to their own bedroom.
Ron closed the door behind them, then slipped an arm around his wife’s slim waist and brought his lips to hers. Some unspoken agreement turned what began as a friendly, loving kiss into something darker and laced with fire. Padma moaned as she pressed her body even closer to his, leaning as far into the kiss as she could.
Ron released her lips and with deft fingers removed the pin at her left shoulder. The salmon and gold sari fabric slipped down to the floor, baring the brown midriff below her sleeveless blouse. He placed a wet kiss along her neck, then sank to his knees before her and nuzzled her stomach with his nose, placing another kiss on her navel. She placed her hands on his broad shoulders to keep her balance as he slowly untucked the pleats of silk from the petticoat, gathering the sari carefully in one hand as he loosened it and then placing the fabric over one shoulder. He untied the drawstring of her undergarment and slid it from her slim hips. She stepped carefully out of both the petticoat and her gold evening slippers and Ron handed them and the sari to her to put on the chair.
She stayed apart from him a few moments longer, slipping off the gold blouse. He couldn’t help but stare wolfishly, even possessively, at her body. Padma was tall and slender, slim-hipped and dusky-skinned, with small upturned breasts and a beautiful heart-shaped face. She pulled three long pins from her hair and it fell across her shoulders like black silk. Oh, but she is gorgeous, he thought as she walked seductively toward him, her pale green-yellow eyes glowing with lust, and he could feel his cock stiffening at the sight of her.
That's all you get for now. Horrible tease, ain't I?
There are a lot of snippets floating around, so I'll add mine. Ron/Padma is completed! Here's a sample:
Much later, the party over, Ron and Padma trudged slowly up the stairs to their own rooms on the first floor. “What time is it?” Padma asked, yawning.
“Almost four,” replied Ron.
“I’ll just check on her and meet you in the bedroom, then?”
“No, I’ll come with.”
So up another flight of stairs they went to the children’s floor, opening the second door on the left as silently as possible. By the light spilling in from the hallway they could see little Maya, just two, her sleeping form curled around Stanley, her prized stuffed eagle doll. Padma leaned over the bed and kissed Maya lightly on the temple and the girl stirred, sighing and wrapping herself even more tightly around her toy. Satisfied, the parents slipped back out of the room and down to their own bedroom.
Ron closed the door behind them, then slipped an arm around his wife’s slim waist and brought his lips to hers. Some unspoken agreement turned what began as a friendly, loving kiss into something darker and laced with fire. Padma moaned as she pressed her body even closer to his, leaning as far into the kiss as she could.
Ron released her lips and with deft fingers removed the pin at her left shoulder. The salmon and gold sari fabric slipped down to the floor, baring the brown midriff below her sleeveless blouse. He placed a wet kiss along her neck, then sank to his knees before her and nuzzled her stomach with his nose, placing another kiss on her navel. She placed her hands on his broad shoulders to keep her balance as he slowly untucked the pleats of silk from the petticoat, gathering the sari carefully in one hand as he loosened it and then placing the fabric over one shoulder. He untied the drawstring of her undergarment and slid it from her slim hips. She stepped carefully out of both the petticoat and her gold evening slippers and Ron handed them and the sari to her to put on the chair.
She stayed apart from him a few moments longer, slipping off the gold blouse. He couldn’t help but stare wolfishly, even possessively, at her body. Padma was tall and slender, slim-hipped and dusky-skinned, with small upturned breasts and a beautiful heart-shaped face. She pulled three long pins from her hair and it fell across her shoulders like black silk. Oh, but she is gorgeous, he thought as she walked seductively toward him, her pale green-yellow eyes glowing with lust, and he could feel his cock stiffening at the sight of her.
That's all you get for now. Horrible tease, ain't I?
