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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 16:29:00 GMT
I make my way softly down the stairs, to make sure I don't wake Alex up, heading over to the couch,"Hey Tiger," I grin, sitting down next to him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 16:29:26 GMT
"Hello," I grin, kissing her softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 16:33:59 GMT
I grin against his lips, kissing him back.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 16:35:55 GMT
I move one arm round her back, still kissing her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 16:39:43 GMT
I break the kiss, resting my head softly on his shoulder.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 16:41:48 GMT
I take her hand with my other one, absently linking my fingers with hers.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 16:47:03 GMT
I smile slightly, watching him link our fingers.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 16:49:09 GMT
"I love you," I smile.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 16:52:07 GMT
"I love you too," I smile back, kissing him softly,"Want your present?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 16:53:37 GMT
I kiss her softly back, "Hmm...alright then."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 16:59:33 GMT
"Baby's asleep," I grin, kissing him softly on the cheek,"And upstairs, far away from us," I kiss softly across his jaw,"Anywhere you want,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:01:04 GMT
I grin, tilting my head slightly, "Hmm...where was next on our list of places...?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:04:03 GMT
"Kitchen is an option, stairs if your feeling adventures," I laugh softly against his skin,"Always could go the traditional way and infront of the fireplace."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:07:09 GMT
"Kitchen...mildly unhygeinic, stairs...risk of waking up Alex..." I laugh softly, "So, traditional maybe?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:13:23 GMT
I laugh softly,"Ah how cliche' in front of the fireplace on Christmas." I grin, kissing him lightly,"Unless you have any other ideas, wherever you want Tiger, it's your gift."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:14:36 GMT
"Hmm, I think it's about time we did something cliche," I laugh, "No, this is good."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:17:25 GMT
"Alright," I grin, getting off the couch and sitting down in front of the fireplace,"Merry Christmas Ian," I grin,"I'm all yours."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:20:03 GMT
I laugh, moving to sit in front of her, kissing her softly, "I know you are."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:24:34 GMT
I grin, pulling back a moment and pulling my shirt off and kissing him softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:30:42 GMT
I grin against her lips, kissing her softly back and fumbling slightly to slip my shirt back off my shoulders.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:33:37 GMT
I move closer to him, tugging on his jeans.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:37:27 GMT
I undo the button of my jeans, pushing them down.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:41:21 GMT
I grin against his lips, undoing the button on my own jeans.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 17:52:11 GMT
I grin, pulling her jeans down lightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 17:57:17 GMT
I move onto my back after kicking my jeans off, pulling him ontop of me.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:05:01 GMT
I move on top of her, kissing her again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:19:19 GMT
I pull his boxers down, kissing him deeply.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:31:03 GMT
I hook my thumb round the band of her underwear, pulling them down, kissing her deeply back.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 28, 2007 18:37:42 GMT
I run my hands down along him back, shifting slightly under him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 28, 2007 18:39:26 GMT
I prop myself up with my hands on either side of her, moving into her.
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