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17.Jul.18, 02:42 AM
Jalazmar found he quite enjoyed teasing his wife and making her squirm and beg. She did it so delightfully well, managing to still look so delicate and innocent and at the same time wanton. He was also happy to hear she was beginning to see the downside to undergarments and took that as a sign -- along with her pleading -- to remove the offending article and did so with deliberately slow tugs of his fingers hooked in the band until they were down her thighs. He switched his tactic to full hands that caressed her soft skin as they moved the fabric further down shapely legs even as he placed soft kisses here and there. A kiss to the top of each foot was given once the underwear was slid free from one leg and then the other. The poor hated piece of clothing was then tossed behind his head as Jalazmar continued to tease Xyliah with kisses back up the inside of her right leg until his tongue took over at the thigh, lapping its way back to the revealed treasure.
When he was done with Xyliah -- or she was done with him; it was hard to tell whose appetite led them at any given time -- Jalazmar turned onto his side, propped up on an elbow to take in the sight of Xyliah sprawled on the bed with her hair in a wild mess of curls around her. Sometimes he loved when she wore it up as it gave her a regal air that would rival that of any Lord Holder's wife and it helped to impress those meeting with them, but Jalazmar was a fan of it down, like he told her on their wedding night, and seeing her as she laid there now, it only increased his preference of it long and let loose.
He toyed idly with a strand of her hair, letting the curl wrap around his finger and watching it bounce free again. He knew he was only distracting himself from the urge to explore her body again, something he promised he'd do again in a bit, but he was hungry and hoped Xyliah was now as well so they could have their meal and return to the bedroom. He felt she was sufficiently distracted from her woes and he hoped his suggestions would put to rest any other worries that would crop up on her and allow her to function as normal once again and food was a good place to begin.
"Is my Lady ready to be wined and dined now? You know normally that comes before the great sex part, right?" He teased, kissing the tip of her nose and then hopping out of bed as he debated dressing in robes and eating in the dining room or demanding food be brought to them and they could eat in the little sitting area of the bedroom.
When he was done with Xyliah -- or she was done with him; it was hard to tell whose appetite led them at any given time -- Jalazmar turned onto his side, propped up on an elbow to take in the sight of Xyliah sprawled on the bed with her hair in a wild mess of curls around her. Sometimes he loved when she wore it up as it gave her a regal air that would rival that of any Lord Holder's wife and it helped to impress those meeting with them, but Jalazmar was a fan of it down, like he told her on their wedding night, and seeing her as she laid there now, it only increased his preference of it long and let loose.
He toyed idly with a strand of her hair, letting the curl wrap around his finger and watching it bounce free again. He knew he was only distracting himself from the urge to explore her body again, something he promised he'd do again in a bit, but he was hungry and hoped Xyliah was now as well so they could have their meal and return to the bedroom. He felt she was sufficiently distracted from her woes and he hoped his suggestions would put to rest any other worries that would crop up on her and allow her to function as normal once again and food was a good place to begin.
"Is my Lady ready to be wined and dined now? You know normally that comes before the great sex part, right?" He teased, kissing the tip of her nose and then hopping out of bed as he debated dressing in robes and eating in the dining room or demanding food be brought to them and they could eat in the little sitting area of the bedroom.
