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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 24, 2007 20:17:09 GMT -5
Mercy watched the sunset as she stepped onto the pier. It was an amazing date with Remy. It was comfortable and fun. They teased and talked about everything in their lives. It was right. For the first time, Mercy felt a bit more secure in herself. Remy made her beautiful something she hadn’t felt in a while. Mercy turned to smile at Remy.
Mercy looked back out at the dying rays of the sun. The colors clashed across the sky. The end to a beautiful day and yet it was beginning of a gorgeous night. The stars were winking on in the sky. It was much like her own situation. One relationship had ended and another one was winking on.
“It’s beautiful.” Mercy smiled as she gave a slight shiver against the cool breeze, “The stars will be bright tonight.”
Mercy turned toward Remy and gave him a hug and a kiss. She was definitely more comfortable with him them earlier. She knew now he wasn’t doing this out of pity for her. He really did want her for her. It was a freeing. Mercy kissed him again , more deeply. This time she explored his mouth before stepping away.
“Catch me if you can, Faire.” She stated before getting a running start. She vaulted the railing and landed on the sandy shore. Not missing a beat she took off at a run, laughing her head off as she went. It was a good day and she enjoyed teasing Remy. It was becoming her favorite new hobby. Looking over her shoulder, She smiled at her best friend and hopefully soon to be lover.
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 24, 2007 20:27:45 GMT -5
It had been a remarkable afternoon. He hadn’t any clue that Mercy would actually take him seriously. Then they were kissing, teasing, she got to see what he hid in his pants, and they went to a nice restaurant. It was perfect, and she was beautiful. The teasing didn’t stop when they left his house, and that was a relief. It was just like old times, except now they had each other to go back to.
“It’s beautiful… The stars will be bright tonight.”
Standing behind Mercy, Remy smiled and rested his hands on her hips. He didn’t have a problem seeing over her head, watching the last of the sunset. It was amazing, and he liked the idea of spending more of them with Mercy. It all just felt… right. “It’s amazing… The stars are extra bri-” Then Mercy had turned to him and kissed him. He was okay with shutting up, he was talking just to fill in the space.
Wrapping his arms around her, pulling her against him, Remy moaned softly against her lips, making way for her exploring while moving past her lips as well. Definitely a new experience, and one he wasn’t going to give up for anything in the world. When she stepped away, he tried to follow, grunting and opening his eyes to stare at her. What? Why was she leaving? “Come back…”
“Catch me if you can, Faire.”
It took a moment to register, and by that point Remy had watched Mercy jump over the railing. After that moment, he burst into action. Trying to jump over the railing, he realized he didn’t have a good enough jump and his foot caught on the railing. After getting a face full of sand, he stood up and spit out the bit that had gotten caught in his airway. Trying to run after Mercy, he realized she had gotten a big jump on him.
Even so, there was no way he could let her win. Laughing as he started to sprint after her, he found going down near the shore made running easier. He’d get his shoes messed up and fix them later, those were never something he worried over. Catch her if he could… that was going to be easy. Or at least, that was what Remy was trying to tell himself.
After a short distance of sprinting, he pushed extra hard to catch up. Finally reaching her, he laughed and made a louder noise before wrapping his arms around her and pulling her down into a cushioned tackle. Rolling over until he was on top, he smirked down at her. Shaking his hair, and therefore sand, down upon Mercy, he laughed and winked at her. “You almost lost me.” Kissing her lips softly, he started to pull his jacket off. Mercy had shivered earlier, and Remy was getting hot. Laying it down next to her, he nodded to it. “You know, if you need to stay warm.”
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 24, 2007 21:24:43 GMT -5
It was amazing the twist and turns a life can take. She never expected that what she might be looking for was in the man in front of her. It was always where you least expect it. This evening was an example of that. It wasn’t awkward or forced. It was perfect in Mercy’s mind. They had a fun time and none of the tension had diminished. That was an amazing sign
Mercy leaned against Remy as they watched the sun. It was so serene like this. One moment they could be hot and heavy and the next content with just hugging. She loved it. Plus his arms around her made her feel safe against the world and the cold. Mercy wanted to just snuggle up with him right there. However a little bit of the devil was whispering in her ear.
She had meant the kiss to tease him. However as he responded, It was clear that the teasing went both ways. Mercy began to wrap herself around him. It was so easy to just give in to the passion. However that little devil was whispering again. With a little regret Mercy pulled away and threw down her challenge. She took off with a start. However she knew Remy would catch her. He always was good at catching her.
So she ran through the sand with a smile. It wasn’t the wood or bayou from her youth but it did bring back the memories of simpler times. Before hormones, or responsibilities, they were just two friends that swore to be together forever. A vow that Mercy still remembered to this day. Glancing over her shoulder, she felt Remy’s arm wrapp around her. Soon the world was spinning.
Closing her eyes, she felt the soft sand under her back. Certain that nothing was going to move her again anytime soon, Mercy looked up into Remy’s face. His body was pressed against her. She suppressed a moan as he shifted to shake some sand on her. Mercy Smiled as He kissed her before pulling back to take off his jacket.
“You almost lost me. You know, if you need to stay warm.
“Right now, I think you are doing an excellent job keeping me warm.” Mercy purred, “However we do need to get up. Public beach and decency laws. Plus Mueller would have a fit if we got busted for that.”
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 24, 2007 21:35:29 GMT -5
It was nice, just holding Mercy. He had held her before, of course, they had known each other for years. But he had never gotten the chance to actually cuddle with her and let her rest against him. It was one of those wishes you always have and can’t believe actually came true. He was afraid if he let go she’d be gone, and so he wasn’t as willing to give up on her hug when she turned.
The chase was fun, something they hadn’t done in a while. In fact, Remy had been so caught up with Matt and work, and Mercy with Tristin, that they hadn’t had much ‘friend’ time. Though, he supposed it would be more than ‘friend’ now. He felt a quick flutter in his stomach at that, and it made him grin wider. What would his family say if they knew? Probably something about it being about damn time…
“Right now, I think you are doing an excellent job keeping me warm.”
Nodding, he kept his arms wrapped tightly around her, resting down on the cool sand. Soon enough the area under them would warm up, and then it wouldn’t be as bad. Gently running his hand up and down her arm, his eyes were somewhat glazed over while he looked over her face. Yes… he was always good at keeping someone warm. Lauren had said once upon a time that he was a great heater for the cold winters.
“However we do need to get up. Public beach and decency laws. Plus Mueller would have a fit if we got busted for that.”
Smirking, Remy shook his head. “I’m just helping you find your contact, Mercy.” Mueller probably would, but it’d also be the department joke for a long time to come. Then again, most beach patrols only gave out warnings unless they were down to nothing and finding out just how warm the sand could be. Kissing her lips softly, he parted her lips and sucked gently on the bottom one. One hand ran down her side, playing with the bottom of her shirt.
Then his own ‘devil’ came out, and he smiled against her lips. Gripping the shirt, he lifted it slightly. Moving his hand down to the sand, he picked up a handful of the cold sand and shoved it just under her shirt, pressing against her warm body. Laughing as he pulled back, he bit his lip and looked down at her, waiting for the reaction. “I can keep you warm a lot better under some sheets.” The sunset behind them was setting Mercy’s face just right, beautiful colors dancing as his eyes took her in.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 24, 2007 22:09:38 GMT -5
Mercy Smiled as Remy’s arms once again came around her. She loved the feel of his arms around her. She liked being held by him. Sure they had held each other before. However there was something more to this, some thing special. The sand felt cool in contrast to Remy’s warmth. She didn’t want to give it up. Yet she didn’t want them to get in trouble either. After all they were agents of the law.
“I’m just helping you find your contact, Mercy.”
“Oh. Well then that’s okay.” Mercy laughed as she brought her arms around him, “Or you could have just saved me from drowning.”
Yes, they would be teased for some time if they got busted. Not that it was anything new. The Magical Law Division was constantly busting on each other for something. It helped ease the tension with the current conflicts with the new surge of Death Eaters in America. It helped put thing in perceptive at times.
Remy gave her another kiss that wiped her mind of the office. She gave a deep purr when she felt him suck on her lip. He was back to teasing her and doing an amazing job too. Going with the sensations she was feeling. Mercy stretched up into his hand as it ran over her rib cage.
She was feeling happy and good as his hand slipped underneath. Her eyes met his in curiosity. What was he doing? Suddenly she felt the cold sand hit her skin. Gasping out, she jolted pressing her body against him in an effort to get away. That was low. She hit his chest in retaliation. He was laughing too.
“I can keep you warm a lot better under some sheets.”
“So that’s why you are trying to make me cold first. That’s cruel, Remy.” Mercy scolded as she shivered. She cuddled closer hoping his warmth would chase away the chill. She glanced up at his face awashing in the violet glow of duck. It gave him a dramtic look that sent her heart fluttering. He looked more like a conquering warrior than her best friend right then. Mercy swallowed gently before smiling, “So your goal is to ravish me at some point? I better stay alert then. Maybe Charlie can defend me.”
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 24, 2007 22:21:24 GMT -5
“Oh. Well then that’s okay… Or you could have just saved me from drowning.”
Laughing softly, he nodded. “In order for that to be true, I need to toss you in the cold water.” Glancing over his shoulder, eyeing the shore, he considered it. The grin on his face made it obvious what he was thinking. However, he kept the desire down, at least for now. Maybe later he could have fun running at the waves with her helpless in his arms. Talk about an ice breaker!
Remy was surprised how easily she moved with him. It blew him away. It felt nice to feel her body move with his motions, even if he was going to do something extremely mean. He couldn’t help but give away some of what he was doing from her innocent face. It was like a deer caught in the headlights, and her reaction after the cold sand, including the slap against the chest, only made him laugh harder.
“So that’s why you are trying to make me cold first. That’s cruel, Remy.”
Oh, she thought to reprimand him? He got the face full of sand after trying to copy her jump over the railing, and this was going to make her scold him? Smirking, he nodded. He really just wanted to get her back for something, part of that teasing thing they did with one another. And it happened that cold sand was right there, in reach, and it worked well. Obviously…
He was quite pleased with himself. As she cuddled closer, he wrapped his arms back around her, resting in the sand over half of her, finding the area quite comfortable. Sometimes one found a rocky beach, other times the sand was pretty soft. At least with Mercy against him, it was a pleasant experience.
“So your goal is to ravish me at some point? I better stay alert then. Maybe Charlie can defend me.”
Laughing at that, Remy shook his head. He knew he should have been training Charlie to sleep out of the bedroom… “Charlie? Defend? He’s more likely to run away from an open attack than stay and fight.” They were talking about the hyperactive puppy that jumped at the door being slammed. “Ravish you… No, my goal is to make you so turned on that you end up ravishing me.”
It was a fair goal, one he didn’t think would take too long to accomplish. Kissing her lips softly, he moved to her chin, down to her neck, moaning softly. His voice was slightly muffled from his spot. “I mean, you could start right here, Mercy. I don’t think I’ll stop you.” Smirking, he pulled back and bit his lip, looking down at her. That, or they could head back. Sun was nearly set, and the cool breeze was starting to pick up.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 25, 2007 15:30:02 GMT -5
Mercy always enjoyed playing around with Remy. They always seem to know what the limits were and were able to always get a laugh out of each other. Whether it was taunting each other or flirting as they were now, they seemed to enjoy each other’s company. Mercy gave Remy a bright smile. However he made a suggestion that had Mercy glancing warily at the water.
“In order for that to be true, I need to toss you in the cold water.”
“Remy Faire, You wouldn’t dare!” Mercy protested with a gasp. No, He wouldn’t dare toss her into the water. It would be frigid especially with a nip in the air. Who was she kidding? Of course he would, especially since the predictable outcome would be her having to get dry at his home. Her best friend was a sneaky man.
As she cuddled against him, she supposed she should count her blessing. Cold Sand was better than cold water any day. Plus with his arms around her., she was warming up quite nicely. She was very comfortable against him like this. She could easily relax with him like this. In fact she was as she laid there.
“Charlie? Defend? He’s more likely to run away from an open attack than stay and fight. Ravish you… No, my goal is to make you so turned on that you end up ravishing me.”
Mercy laughed at that. He did have a point. Charlie was more likely to run for it when they started with the foreplay. Poor Charlie wouldn’t know what to make of them. Hopefully he didn’t have a thing against his owner being intimate with another person. Monte Crisco, her hawk, tended to be that way. Hopefully it was just her pet’s silly quirk. Thankfully Monte was enjoying his time in the Owlery although she was going to have to exercise him soon.
Mercy was about to respond with a tart challenge to her ravishing him. However He kissed her gently and began to kiss a trail to his neck. Mercy gave a gentle moan as he hit several sensitive spots. She smiled at his reply. He was quite good at teasing her and seemed to be teasing himself at the same time.
“I mean, you could start right here, Mercy. I don’t think I’ll stop you.”
“Oh really? You won’t fight me. Just going to lay back and enjoy it?” Mercy smirked playfully. That was the only indication she gave before her legs wrapped Remy’s waist. In a flash she twisted and found herself on top of her best friend. Sitting up she smiled down at him triumphantly, “Looks like I win.”
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 25, 2007 16:09:30 GMT -5
“Remy Faire, You wouldn’t dare!”
Laughing at that, Remy had watched her look at the shoreline. Would he? Yes… Tonight? Maybe not. He didn’t know how it might set Mercy’s mood, and didn’t want to ruin his chances. Licking his lips, he smirked. Might as well make her think he would. Then maybe she would be a little reluctant to get him back for anything. Seemed safe enough…
Remy listened to Mercy laughing, and grinned back. It was nice, knowing he could make her laugh whether they were friends or, as they were, dating… At least things hadn’t gotten weird. Or at least, too weird. Remy still had some issues with it, but they were mostly that he wasn’t used to being with someone he knew so well right off the bat. Really, the only other people he knew so well was his family and Lauren… and he didn’t see himself getting with either.
Hearing her moan while he kissed down, Remy felt a slight pull. Yes, she was very easily pushing him beyond his limit. Damn her, letting him tease her on the public beach like this. He was liable to lose his thoughts of where they were! How irresponsible of Mercy… Smirking softly against her skin, he kissed it again, flicking his tongue against it.
“Oh really? You won’t fight me. Just going to lay back and enjoy it?”
Laughing, Remy nodded. “I think that’s all I’ll do. I mean, I guess we never really know until we try it out.” His eyes were lit with playfulness. Yes… he could play with that. Then she wrapped her legs around him, and it took him that long to realize she was on top of him as well. Blinking, he started laughing and stared up at her. Well… wasn’t this a pleasant surprise.
“Looks like I win.”
From the sudden response at his waist, he bit his lip, hoping to not draw her attention to it. Sometimes it was hard to miss, though. “Ah… yes… about that… your prize…” Smirking, he rested his hands on her thighs, his eyes quickly losing their focus. She was straddling him… and it felt awesome. Swallowing, Remy’s eyes glanced along Mercy’s body, stopping at her waist. Why were they on the beach still?
“So… I am going to lay back here, and enjoy it…” Smirking, he moved his hands slowly up behind his head, watching her face once again. Intently staring at her, he wished he had his wand out and could slowly get her out of that shirt. Or quickly, whatever worked. Stretching out under Mercy, he realized he was pressing against her with his obvious ‘issue’ a little too late. Trying to compensate for that, he quickly stopped stretching and tried to push himself down in the sand.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 25, 2007 20:42:44 GMT -5
Mercy wasn’t sure where tonight’s teasing fest was going to end. However, the journey was quite intriguing. Whether it was to Remy’s credit or Tristin’s discredit, Mercy was never more on edge her whole life. It was as if Remy was purposing making sure her mind stayed centered on him and any magic he seemed to weave over her. It was amazing how well he did this. How could she have missed it.
Mercy nearly gave a loud moan as Remy’s tongue flicked against her skin. He was having fun playing her body against her. How could he be so unaffected by everything he was doing to her? Mercy Got an idea in to her head. After some more bantering to distract Remy from what she was about to do.
”I think that’s all I’ll do. I mean, I guess we never really know until we try it out.”
Suddenly she was straddling Remy and smirking down at him. She was thankful she decided against wearing a skirt or they would really be compromised. Mercy smiled as laughter poured from Remy’s mouth. She was glad to see that he was amused. Mercy started to giggle herself when she felt something stir under her. Mercy blushed gently and bit back a purr. It felt good to know that he wasn’t totally unaffected.
“Ah… yes… about that… your prize…”
“I see its’ awaking up, Huh?’ Mercy teased. Remy’s hands on her thighs started to make her wish they were apparating back to his house. Mercy shifted gently as they moved more to the north. She nearly gasped as she rubbed against him. It was like touching lightning. It was pure energy.
“So… I am going to lay back here, and enjoy it…”
Mercy giggled at that. His hands left her to rest behind his head. It brought a smile to her lips. He looked so handsome in the evening glow staring at her. She felt very wanton under his gaze. Then he stretched and Mercy gave a soft purr. He was pressing against her in a way that sent several heated and explosive sensations through her. Her eyes glazed her over as she pressed back. His name escaped her lips with a sigh.
“Remy,” Mercy sighed as she laid her self against his chest, weak from the feelings he stirred, “Oh God Remy. I think we should head to shelter before we are discovered.”
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 25, 2007 20:59:57 GMT -5
Something about this almost ‘taboo’ turn on that Mercy was doing really sent Remy off. It had been a while since he’d been so quickly tuned to his more primal needs that it was a little daunting. Could he handle her? Was he really ready to try and tackle such an amazing woman? His groin said yes, his nerves said maybe. The longer he stayed near her, though, the more his groin would start to take over control.
“I see its’ awaking up, Huh?”
Biting his lip, he blushed from the comment. Swallowing, his hands were almost shaking. Gently gripping her waist, he glanced from her jeans to her face. “Wide awake.” And of course, without the extra barrier and constriction of underwear, it made sure it was more noticeable. The denim wasn’t necessarily a bad feeling; he just wanted it out of the way.
“Your fault, by the… way...” He wanted to make that clear, and didn’t get a full chance before she shifted, Remy’s eyes fell into the back of his head. Moaning, he definitely wanted more. Damn that woman. Taking in a slow, raggedy breath, Remy tried to control himself long enough to open his eyes back up. When he did open them, he was just in time to see her move back against it.
“Remy.”
Another moan escaped him, a little louder and longer this time. “Mercy…” Pressing himself slowly against her, moving his hips up against her and then forward towards him, letting out another noise. This was the worst teasing yet. Licking his lips, he tried to keep his eyes focused on her while she laid down on him.
“Oh God Remy. I think we should head to shelter before we are discovered.”
As soon as it set in what she meant, Remy was all for it. Sitting up, kissing Mercy as he forced her back up, he smiled and pulled his jacket. “Name-” Pressing against her lips, he kissed them softly. “The-” Another. “Place…” He moved to her neck and started to attack it with soft and hard kisses, holding her body against his, afraid if he let go she’d stop. To hell with that! She wanted to head to shelter, he was lucky that he was able to ask her where she wanted to go.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 26, 2007 12:14:30 GMT -5
Desire was a powerful force in this world. It made men into murderers and cowards into heroes. It can cloud one’s judgement or heighten their awareness. A force that was easily aroused yet very difficult to control. It struck when it wanted to strike and it was very hard to put it out. Sometimes it only takes a suggestion or an action to start the blaze. However like any fire can be a demanding mistress consuming all it can. Mercy understood how desire can affect a person. However here on the dark beach with Remy, she wouldn’t have cared.
“Wide awake.”
She could tell it was. It was hard to ignore the bulge that pressed against her, enticing a reaction from deep with in herself. Mercy was amazed at how readily it had stirred and deep down was flattered in a very feminine way. It was an honest reaction to how desirable she was, something that she hadn’t been feeling since she walked away from Tristin and his harsh words.
“Your fault, by the… way...”
Mercy looked down into his eyes as they shifted and the flames leap a little higher inside herself. How was it her fault? He was the one that suggested they give it a try. He was the one that flashed her and got her even more curious about everything. In all honesty it was his fault.
Mercy opened her mouth to inform him of that fact when he took the teasing to a whole new level. The feel of his hips moving against her was heaven. She feel like she was about to burst into flames. She whispered his name. They needed to get off of the beach before they totally forget where they are. It wouldn’t be hard. She tried to tell him that they should start for home, hotel, somewhere.
Suddenly he was sitting up. Instinctively her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. She didn’t want to let him go, afraid she would crash awake to realize it was all a dream. She kissed him back when she could. She didn’t know where. As long as he is there and ready, she would be content.
“Just take me somewhere, Remy.” Mercy spoke in a very raggedy tone. She wanted more of everything. Pressing a passionate kiss on his lips, Mercy looked at him, “Your house, a hotel, a glen, Pick Remy. Just be there too.”
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 26, 2007 13:09:36 GMT -5
Mercy was pushing any thoughts of decency far from his mind. What would happen if they were suddenly stopped by some beach patrol? He’d ask them to get up and Remy couldn’t… do that. No, he would have to stand up at the same time as Mercy and stand right behind her, hoping it would go away quickly. Sometimes it took a while, and he supposed it would make sense it would do it when someone was right there waiting.
However, Remy’s mind only flickered over the possibility of someone coming by. The other parts were working on how quickly he could get past the material that covered Mercy. His mind was shadowing other parts that were making sense, about how they needed to go somewhere else. It was almost some primal desire setting in. For a moment he had this idea that he was like Tarzan, but laughed that away and moved on to something else.
When he sat up, and her legs wrapped around his waist, Remy moaned against her lips, moving his hands over her body, squeezing her at different areas, as if testing to make sure she was real. Gripping her hips again, he pressed against her lips, moaning against them. His mind was dancing gleefully with what was going to happen, and Remy couldn’t wait. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her against him more.
“Just take me somewhere, Remy… Your house, a hotel, a glen, Pick Remy. Just be there too.”
He had never heard that tone of voice from her. It caused quite a pit to open in his stomach, and a far more jumping reaction farther down. Kissing her back, groaning in desire, he tried to piece together where they could go. A hotel? That meant they had to spend time checking in… His house? Yes… that would work… A glen? Blinking as he tried to think it over, he wondered about back home.
There were many places they used to run around and play in when they were younger, places that later became ‘make out’ spots. Maybe a little taste of home would be just what the doctor ordered… Fumbling for his wand, opening his lips against hers, he kissed her fervently, gripping it once he found it. “You got it…” Kissing down to her neck, he knew he had to concentrate when they apparated. It wasn’t worth the trouble if they ended up connected like this…
Slowly he worked Mercy up off his lap, as sad as he was to see her leave. He almost said ‘screw leaving,’ but as he stood up and pulled her against him, he was once again okay. It was a little chilly out here. Picking up his jacket, he put it around Mercy’s shoulders, smiling. His eyes were still glazed over, and he was definitely looking all over her face, wanting to find the next place to put his lips, but he was smiling.
“Mm… Mercy… Ok… I know where…” Kissing her lips, he gripped his wand again. Keeping one arm wrapped around her, he pulled his lips back and closed his eyes. Concentrate on something other than the obvious body pressing against him. Licking his lips, he took in a deep breath and had the place in mind. Back home, near his house, way in the back woods. He could almost hear the cicadas… They were annoying, no doubt, but the sound was a reassuring one… Swish and flick, and then CRACK! Slowly opening his eyes, he smiled at the area they were in. If it wasn’t good enough for Mercy, they could go back to the house.
With his wand out, he quickly conjured up a nice big blanket, something to drink, and another blanket to pull over themselves. The ground seemed soft enough, and the sun was still setting here. Swallowing, he turned his attention back to Mercy. Now that they were back home, it was suddenly more… real. He almost was afraid to kiss her, afraid she’d disappear now. Taking a deep breath, he looked over her face, his desire still there.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on Apr 28, 2007 19:03:15 GMT -5
Mercy held on for dear life. Never did she ever expect her life to continue on this twisted journey. Even now as Remy stood up, she wasn’t totally sure of what would happen next. The logical step would be his house and bedroom to continue what they were doing. Mercy only hoped that this wouldn’t be a one time thing. That it would always be this electric. It was a selfish wish but she didn’t want Remy to be that stereotypical one night stand.
Somehow Mercy got to her feet. She didn’t quite remember how since she was still enjoying Remy’s mouth. He was quite a talented kisser, with the ability to melt the rest of the world away. Mercy blinked as he put his jacket around her shoulders. She didn’t even notice the cold. Cuddling deeper she looked at him. He was up to something.
“Mm… Mercy… Ok… I know where…”
Mercy blinked up as his arm wrapped around her. Instinctively she leaned against him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She felt safe in his arms. Anywhere they went would be heaven to her. She tensed as he prepared to apparated them to where he wanted to go. Hopefully somewhere secluded yet romantic.
CRACK!
Mercy felt the tug from apparition come and go very quickly. She smelt the magnolias and honeysuckles in the air. They couldn’t be back home, could they? Mercy opened her eyes and gasped as she took in the little glen. The spanish moss was still as wild as it was when they use to play here as children. Mercy giggled as she remembered their favorite game was pirates.
Turning she smiled at the set up that Remy made. It was a beautiful gesture and she looked at him happily. Any reservations she might have were shoved under the rug. If he was willing to give it a try so should she. Her eyes met his desired filled one and she could tell her was nervous now.
“It’s perfect, Remy.” Mercy grinned as she rolled her shoulders dropping his jacket as she walked toward him, “We came full circle huh?”
Mercy pulled Remy into a passionate kiss. Her lips brushed his at first before becoming more demanding. Her arms slipped around his neck as she pressed against him. Pulling away she smiled at him, “I use to dream of being with you under the Spanish moss. How did you know?”
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Post by Remy Faire on Apr 29, 2007 11:50:03 GMT -5
Remy’s heart was beating against his chest. Mercy was wrapping her arms around him, and it just felt right. Gripping her, he tried to clear his mind for this. It didn’t work very well, but at least he gave it a shot. All he had to do was think of where he wanted to go, and that in turn led him to think of what he wanted to happen there.
Once they made it safely, Remy was glad to hear her gasp. Good, he’d caught her by surprise… Smiling at her laughter, he took in a deep breath and glanced around. Yes, this would do. It was somewhere they both felt comfortable, a little bit of home… It would make the night easier, he hoped. They could either sleep on the blanket or head up to his parents house. That would be a shock for them.
“It’s perfect, Remy.”
Oh, thank god. He smiled softly, nodding in agreement. Then he watched as she dropped his jacket, and he felt a sudden pull that was becoming all too familiar with Mercy. The way she had moved her shoulders, so fluidly… and the way she was walking… Remy tried to think of something to say, but all he could think of was how her body was moving.
“We came full circle huh?”
He didn’t get a chance to respond before Mercy pulled him into a kiss. It was a gentle kiss that turned into absolute desire. Remy wrapped his arms around her waist as she did around his neck. Moaning softly against her lips, he started to press against them, moving his tongue to flick between her lips. When she pulled away, he tried to go after her before getting hold of himself and blinking at her.
“I use to dream of being with you under the Spanish moss. How did you know?”
His cheeks went red, and Remy took in a few deep breaths. “Ah… lucky guess.” Smiling, he glanced around. “It was one of my fantasies… probably one of the earliest ones.” Did he actually just say that? His cheeks went more crimson, and he tried to clear his throat. It was so odd, being here with Mercy. He wanted to enjoy it, to go slow and show her what she was worth…
Gently picking her up, he made the few feet to the blanket before setting Mercy down on it. Sitting down beside her, he leaned on a hand and rested on his side, looking at her. She was beautiful no matter where they were. Biting his lower lip, he glanced over her before leaning forward, gently holding her cheek with his spare hand while pressing lightly on her lips. A soft kiss, sensual, before pulling back. Smiling softly, he glanced towards where the house was.
“Hopefully they don’t realize someone’s out here…” Grinning, he glanced back at Mercy before moving his hand down from her cheek to her shoulder, slowly making its way down her arm and over her hand, moving to her waist. Even farther still, he moved down over her thigh and knee, down her leg and to her foot. Sitting up for this, he helped slip her shoe off, setting it aside, before helping the other come off. Gently massaging her feet, he thought of how long he could be there, massaging different parts of her body. The thought made him grin.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on May 3, 2007 10:53:55 GMT -5
Mercy marveled at the lush beauty that surrounded them. True they weren’t that far from the Faire Plantation but with the trees and the sounds of nature it was easy to feel as if they were miles from anyone else. She smiled at the thought about how isolated it felt. Far from worries or problems, or even responsibility, it was very freeing. Perhaps that’s why she felt comfortable dropping the jacket and walking toward Remy. The idea there was no one else in the world, but them in this magical spot.
She melted against him as they kissed. When they were younger they never would have thought of this, kissing in the moonlight. Only in her most secret dreams would she have even dared to let herself imagine being with Remy like this. The thought spurred her to kiss him with even more passionate. When she pulled away to look at him, she knew that this was right to be here with him. How right she was scared to examine.
“Ah… lucky guess. It was one of my fantasies… probably one of the earliest ones.”
Mercy gave Remy her most heart melting smile. She often worried that she only had those thoughts about her best friend. It was flattering to know he thought of her that way back. Mercy gave a small squeak as Remy picked her up. Her arms tightened slightly around his neck as they moved the blanket. Leaning back as she laid on it, she looked at him as he joined her. Her heart was starting to race as his lips covered her bringing forth a very soft moan. It wasn’t hard to see where this was going to go.
“Hopefully they don’t realize someone’s out here…”
Mercy licked her lip as he pulled away. She gazed at him as his hand slowly moved down her side. She gave a gentle purr as he continued his teasing. Mercy gave him a mischievous smile as he slipped off her shoe. As his fingers began to massage her foot, easing away the stresses that it would be feeling in time, Mercy leaned forward to plant a quick kiss on his lips.
“You’ll be needing to do that quite a bit. I hear swollen feet will be in my future.” Mercy informed him as her free hand slipped off her other shoe. Gently she moved her free foot to rub him, any part it could touch as another soft moan escaped her lips. Mercy looked at Remy with a eye slowly clouding with desire, “I suppose we’ll need to be quiet then?”
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Post by Remy Faire on May 4, 2007 2:17:16 GMT -5
Remy didn’t know how much more of this he could take. It was still amazing that he had somehow gotten to kiss her, let alone be with her near home, contemplating what they were. It was mind boggling, and if he let himself think about it for too long, he’d stop it. It was so different than other relationships he had had in the past. He trusted Mercy from the start, knew her, wanted her, and couldn’t wait to explore her.
Perhaps it was their close relationship that caused such a strong reaction from both parties. Mercy certainly was putting on the heat, pushing him farther than he had dared to dream. Even when they weren’t kissing or touching, a simple smile or look from her warmed his heart. This was definitely going to be an interesting relationship to explore, this new found love. It wasn’t so much new as it was hidden, and it took special circumstances to bring it out.
With the noise she made when he picked her up, Remy laughed and kissed her cheek. She looked comfortable on the blanket, and the moan she let out as he started to kiss her continued to cause his very obvious reaction. Smiling at the kiss, he tried to react, able to give her a little kiss before she pulled back. She looked amazing under the fading sunlight.
“You’ll be needing to do that quite a bit. I hear swollen feet will be in my future.”
Nodding slowly, his eyes stayed on her face though he knew she was taking her other shoe off. “Yes… They are a bit troublesome. I’m good with my hands, though.” Smiling mischievously, he blew her a kiss before moving his hand over her foot, gently rubbing it before massaging deep into the arch of her foot. “They’ll be here, but you won’t hurt. I promise.”
Remy had been good about taking care of Lauren when she was pregnant, and was looking forward to that with Mercy. Even if he knew who the father was, it would make it worth it because Mercy wanted it. She would be good with children, hustling them around. He couldn’t think of a better woman. Perhaps Lauren had always been right, and Remy had refused to see it. So many years…
“I suppose we’ll need to be quiet then?”
His mouth had dropped open as her free foot moved over his body. Swallowing, he tried to keep his eyes open, watching her. Biting his lower lip, he ran his hand up and down the leg that was connected to the roaming foot. It was so soft… Laughing softly at her question, he shook his head before moving himself back up to her. Lying down beside her, slightly over her, he kissed her lips tenderly.
“You…” Kissing her cheek, he moved down to her neck, kissing softly in between words. “Will need to… be quiet… Not me…” Smiling against her skin, his hand traveled down to her waist, playing with the end of her shirt. It was going to be the first of a few articles of clothing to be deposited beside them, if Remy had any say over it. Moaning quietly against her neck, he pulled back.
Laying on his back on the blanket, he grinned. Mercy could take over from here, she was awesome on top at the beach. Glancing at her beside him, winking, his eyes moved down her body, getting a nice fill before moving back up to watch her face. “You coming, Miss LaCroix?” He could almost feel the devil horns peeking out, as if to say ‘you will be.’
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on May 12, 2007 22:24:56 GMT -5
Yes… They are a bit troublesome. I’m good with my hands, though. They’ll be here, but you won’t hurt. I promise.”
Mercy gave him a grateful smile. This was her first pregnancy. A scary experience to be sure and yet she felt safe with Remy by her side. He wouldn’t leave her when the going got tough. He had stood by Lauren when she had Matt. Mercy remembered how he pampered his ex wife through out the pregnancy. Mercy had tried to help and it was one of the few times that the hostilities between them were in a ceasefire. Mercy wondered what Lauren would do if she knew her and Remy were together.
Mercy shook her head to get rid of the thought. Remy rubbing her foot was so relaxing that Mercy nearly melted right then and there. It distract her mind, she brought her foot up to rub him. Mercy purred as his hand rubbed her leg before returning to her side. Mercy smiled as she accepted his kiss. It was so perfect being there with him.
“You…Will need to… be quiet… Not me…”
Mercy laughed at his remark. She supposed that was true. However it also gave her a challenge. She was going to have to prove Remy that he can be loud as well. She was starting to formulate a plan when his mouth cruised over her skin. It seemed to worship her most sensitive spots with such care. That was enough to wipe her mind.
Mercy Blinked in surprise as Remy rolled away. Leaning up she looked at him as he laid on his back. She wondered what he was waiting for. Did he want her to take over? After that last challenge, he was giving her control. Marcy smirked evilly. Was he in for a wild ride.
“You coming, Miss LaCroix?”
Mercy nearly laughed as she slowly got to her feet. Moving a bit to put some distance between her and Remy, Mercy looked at Remy laying on the blanket. He wanted her to take over and she will as soon as she let him know exactly what he was getting himself into. “Oh I will, Mr. Faire.”
Without much further ado, Mercy Slowly removed her Baby doll shirt revealing a low cut black lace bra. Still in her jeans, she cast the shirt aside and watched Remy’s face as her hand danced down her stomach to her towards the zipper. As if in slow motion, the zipper was lowered with a smirk.
“The question is can you handle it?” Mercy asked with a very innocent expression on her face as the jeans dropped to the ground.
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Post by Remy Faire on May 12, 2007 22:53:37 GMT -5
Mercy was something of a mystery. Remy would have never thought she was capable of such things. Well, he would have in his dreams, but not for real. She was always just his best friend, someone he relied on when things got tough. Now it was trying to figure out how to still be that person, but also be something deeper. He only hoped he could live up to her expectations.
Her skin was so soft, and he enjoyed the feel of it beneath his lips. It definitely forced his mind to wander, causing his hands to move down her side to her waist, gripping it gently. She was quiet, and he took that as a sign of agreement. But in order to start playing, he needed to make her come after him. Grinning while he lied back, he saw the look she had on her face. Then the smirk came, and Remy took it as a sign of readiness, not as a sign of evilness. Will he ever learn?
He made a soft noise as she got up. Where was she going?! Sitting up on his elbows, Remy blinked and glanced over her body, licking his lips. She needed to come back… Opening his mouth, he was about to talk when her words halted any noise from coming up.
“Oh I will, Mr. Faire.”
He was about to respond to that when her shirt came off. His mouth dropped open further, and his eyes took in the bra. Remy felt himself respond. Forcing a breath in, he felt his heart pick up. This was really happening. Normally his dreams would end right before everything happened. The bra held her well, though he wished the lighting was better. Damn the sunset! It was casting shadows and defeating the purpose for being a romantic getaway spot.
Clearing his throat as the shirt was tossed aside, he tilted his head while watching her hand move down her stomach. The farther it went, the more his mouth opened, his eyebrows raising as he waited. Letting out a slow moan, he watched as her hand moved the zipper down. Yes, his heart was definitely thumping against his chest. Almost as hard as other things.
“The question is can you handle it?”
Letting out another moan, a little deeper this time, his eyes grew darker and he tried to keep himself from getting up. Smiling softly, he watched the jeans drop to the ground before he moved his eyes back up to Mercy. “Why don’t we find out?” He was surprised his voice didn’t shake. She looked so innocent… what a lie! Licking his lips once more, he sat up, loosening up the tie before taking it off, unbuttoning his shirt while she stood in the fading sun light.
Once the shirt was undone, he tossed it aside and sat there a moment, taking in a deep breath before letting it out. Lying back on the blanket, he forced himself to stay there, deciding to let her deal with his pants. Smirking, he found he could still be evil even when he wanted to just give in. Could he handle it! Ha… he would show Mercy.
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Post by Mercy LaCroix on May 16, 2007 16:12:33 GMT -5
Mercy went through her little striptease with a smile. It was fun watching the Shock on Remy’s face as she removed each article. He looked like she had just told him he could have all the bourbon pecan pie he wanted and he hadn’t eaten for a week. It was fun to torture him like that.
He looked ready to die when Mercy began to rotate her hips, causing the denim to slide down to the ground. Still smirking, she stepped out on them towards Remy. She was doing her best to look saucy and yet seductive to him. The way he looked at her was extremely satisfying. She was about to kneel next to him and help him out of his tie and shirt when Remy beat her to it.
“Why don’t we find out?”
Mercy smirked to herself as Remy began to shed the tie. It was clear to see he wasn’t going for flair at this point. So Mercy watched as Remy tossed the tie and began to reveal the muscle beneath his shirt. Mercy purred appreciatively of the contours on her best friend. She was use to seeing him with out a shirt, but her heart still beat a little faster every time he shed a shirt in her presence.
“I’m ready whenever you are.” Mercy purred as she took a step towards him.
Still smiling, Mercy walked to the blanket and knelt next to Remy. Gently her fingers began to glide over his chest. She loved touching his muscles as they seemed to leap at her touch. She looked into Remy’s eyes. There was a gleam of mischief in her own eyes. He chose to let her lead and lead she will. She bent her head and pressed her head to his collarbone. Gradually, she moved lower. Her hands trailed over the front of his pants, toying with the zipper. Underneath was the point of no return.
Straddling him to get a better position, Mercy’s eye flicked up to his. She was waiting to see his reaction to what she was about to do. After this, everything would change completely. There would be no turning back. Nodding her head slightly she confirmed to herself that she was ready. Then the distinct sound of a zipper filled the cool air, followed by Mercy’s gasp. He certainly was responsive this evening.
Soon the pants joined the growing pile as Mercy settled in the spot of power. Her dark gaze met Remy’s before pressing her lips against his in a passionate kiss. Everything else fell away in that moment. There was no past or future, just the present in his arms.
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Post by Remy Faire on May 17, 2007 14:04:52 GMT -5
Mercy had been Remy’s life before he confessed his feelings for her. Or… stumbled over them, more to speak. Like anyone he considered family, he made them his number one priority. But though she had always been there, and he considered her a great person, this made her even better. Some how she had hidden this… tempest she had unleashed. He couldn’t handle it very easily, as was evident. “I’m ready whenever you are.” Swallowing, his eyes wanted to look down at his lap, begged him to look there, but Remy refused to give her that satisfaction. He knew what was going on, and he was more than ready. Had been… more than ready. Nodding slowly, he couldn’t believe this was actually happening. His mouth opened slightly as he took in a deep breath, enjoying the sudden feel of her hands over his body. The lips against his skin was unexpected, and it made him moan out. When her fingers lightly brushed over his denim, he nearly lost it there, but fought to stay in control. Taking in a deep breath, he looked down and watched her. It took a blink or two to realize she was on top of him. He felt her, that was a good feeling. Then it hit him, and he felt a little excited jump. Resting his hands on her bare thighs, he gripped them gently. The zipper and gasp did wonders for his stomach. It was doing flips and twists and turns… maybe a circus show in there. His breathing was quickening, and he worried too much blood was rushing anywhere but his brain. Then his pants were gone, and his eyes found hers. Oh… there was a lot of passion in there. Remy pressed up against her lips as she moved down. Things were happening quicker than he had expected, but it was just what he wanted. …Later… Stirring slightly, Remy rolled over on his side, pressing up against the warm body. Smiling as he kissed Mercy’s shoulder, he wrapped his arms tighter around her midsection, happy with the warmth they created and the blanket laid over them. It had been an amazing evening, one that had exhausted him completely. And now the sun was rising, giving off quite a sight in the wooded backyard. He only hoped that Mercy didn’t regret the night before. Kissing her shoulder again, he ran his fingertips over her body as if reminding himself she was really there. His legs were slightly curled up, trying to keep his feet under the blanket. It had been a chilly night, and the sweat generated had only aided in feeling cold. What had woken Remy up, he couldn’t say. It had been a startled wake, something that didn’t normally happen unless someone disturbed him. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned and stretched, feeling the ground under him. It was not the most comfortable place to have slept, but he’d been out and content next to Mercy. Leaning against her back, Remy sighed, smiling happily. It was about that point he realized they weren’t alone. Opening his eyes slowly, he glanced over his shoulder and let out a yell. It was his oldest sister, and behind her it looked like the rest of the family was heading over the grass towards them. His eyes widened as he glanced around for his clothes. “What the hell are you doing, Becca?!” He tried to keep his voice down, seeing Michelle nearly skipping over towards them. This was not good… His sister gave a throaty laugh before raising an eyebrow at him. “ Same question could be asked of you, Remington.” Gritting his teeth, he shook his head. “If I had wanted you to know, I would have gone to your backyard!” He was whispering loudly, trying to keep some dignity. Glancing back at the people still making it across, maybe it wasn’t the entire family. “ Mom said to tell you and Mercy that breakfast is ready… and that you were better than a rooster last night.” His face couldn’t have gone more red.
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