The Cafe Anarchy: Howard I. Scott, III

<body bgcolor="black" text="white" link="red" vlink="#999999" alink="#999999"> <center> <table width="482" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" cool gridx="16" gridy="16" height="742" showgridx showgridy usegridx usegridy> <tr height="64"> <td colspan="2" width="176" height="64"></td> <td colspan="2" align="left" valign="top" width="304" height="64" xpos="176"><a href="../index.html" target="mainframe"><img src="../../images/title_howard_madman.gif" height="50" width="300" border="0"></a></td> <td rowspan="2" width="1" height="145"></td> <td width="1" height="64"><spacer height="64" type="block" width="1"></td> </tr> <tr height="81"> <td colspan="4" align="left" valign="top" width="480" height="81" content csheight="81" xpos="0"><img src="../../images/dropcaps/dropcap_f.gif" height="50" width="50" align="absmiddle"><font size="4" face="Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular">irst Kiss</font></td> <td width="1" height="81"><spacer height="81" type="block" width="1"></td> </tr> <tr height="596"> <td width="64" height="596"></td> <td colspan="2" align="left" valign="top" width="352" height="596" content csheight="591" xpos="64"><font size="2" face="Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular">Aloris breathed in sharply as she felt Valmedrin's fingers close on her shoulders. She couldn't move, but didn't want to- she was trapped by her own desires for him to take his pleasures from her and, in so doing, please her. Her muscles shuddered involuntarily as his fingers pressed into her flesh, pushing tension and worry away. Despite the cold of his touch, cold of his breath on her skin, she flushed, her body betraying her wants . She kept her eyes closed as he leaned forward and touched his lips to the back of her neck, moving her hair out of the way with a single curved finger. She moved her head to the side, hoping such would allow him further access to the nape of her neck and her ear . She shivered as his tongue flicked across her earlobe and his lips closed on it briefly, sucking on the soft flesh. His hands moved easily down her bare arms, palms flat on her skin, his long fingers tapping lightly, tentatively lacing in hers. She closed her fingers around his and then crossed her arms around herself, giving in to her need to have him holding her. He willingly complied. She caught her breath before speaking in a low, soft whisper, a voice she had never used before, and never believed she could use outside of the restlessness of dreams that had kept her asleep in the winter, the dreams that left her heavy in the mornings.<br> <br> "Anything you want- whatever you want to take."<br> <br> Valmedrin closed his arms around her, completing the embrace she'd begun. He kept his own eyes closed as he tried to remember the words he had practiced so many times in the past weeks as he watched her. Instead, he fumbled, almost naive.<br> <br> "I'll take nothing you are not willing to give. "<br> <br> She turned then, catching his mouth open, hers open, too, hungry, wanting, and she was surprised by his eagerness to respond, his lips moving with hers, his tongue just as quick to dip into her mouth as hers danced into his. She turned her whole body into his, letting his arms close behind her to keep her close.<br> <br> The kiss carried on, time stretching as the stars shifted slowly over head. Neither of them cared as the emotions built up and each poured themselves into the other. Aloris felt his hands on her back and shivered as hers touched his flesh for the first time as her hands slid up his arms under his cloak to catch his strong shoulders in her palms, feeling her warmth spreading into his body. She pressed closer, glad to share her heat with him.<br> <br> And Valmedrin was more than willing to accept it. Although he could not see it, he knew his eyes were radiating- he did not care. All he wanted was what she wanted. His head turned, his lips traveling once more to her throat. As they touched her neck, lightning shot through his body, a heat and thirst he had not felt in centuries. Aloris did not notice- she was trapped in her own lusts, her own almost childish fantasies, lost in the completion of this initial kiss and acceptance. Valmedrin pressed his lips against her harder, feeling her blood pulse just beneath the skin. </font></td> <td colspan="2" width="65" height="596"></td> <td width="1" height="596"><spacer height="596" type="block" width="1"></td> </tr> <tr cntrlrow height="1"> <td width="64" height="1"><spacer height="1" type="block" width="64"></td> <td width="112" height="1"><spacer height="1" type="block" width="112"></td> <td width="240" height="1"><spacer height="1" type="block" width="240"></td> <td width="64" height="1"><spacer height="1" type="block" width="64"></td> <td width="1" height="1"><spacer height="1" type="block" width="1"></td> <td width="1" height="1"></td> </tr> </table> </center> </body>