(please give this 'being' a name / a title so we don't have to keep saying 'the being'. I'm not good with names.)

Lady Charlotte is dressed only in her night gown. Standing under the water fall it clings to her body, showing every curve. The water comes from high above them, from a beautiful mountian stream which is fed from the melting snows.

The being senses that Charlotte is chilled by the water and realizes he must get her warm and dry or risk having her be taken ill.

So he slowly starts to remove her cloths, tracing his hand around ever inch of her body, taken it all in. Their eyes meet and for a moment their passion intertwins.

He wraps her in his cloak and gently, lovingly lifts her into his arms and almost instantly they are transported to a henceforth unseen castle high above all the mundane things we mortals know of. It is a castle of great magnitude, looming above its surroundings. From the outside it is all blackness and appears as if no one has entered it for years because of the tangle of rose bushes nearly covering the entrance. But once inside the massive doors there is a room full of beautiful things. There are vases filled with fresh roses from outside the door, nurmerous tapestries and paintings cover the walls, as well as a multitude of candle sconces, all burning brightly. There are soft throw rugs on the floor and against the far wall is a massive open fireplace with a fire burning brightly in it. There is a roast cooking over the fire and its delicious aroma fills the castle. On the floor directly in front of the fireplace is the thickest and softest of rugs. Here is where Charlotte is laid down, ever so gently, still wraped in his warm cloak.

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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.

Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......

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Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......

Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......

Yeah, Revenant's back..... good to see you!!!

(HUGS) Teddy :-)

pinning her down with his strong body kissing her deeply he strokes her warm bpdy with the tips of his fingers teasing her body probing and pushing her to the limits of her desires.

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The Willow knows what the Storm does not; that the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.

Insanity and Genius are seperated by degrees of Success......

@ )-,'-------
Every Rose has it's thorns, mine are just more subtle.......

Submission is the deepest gift of trust, devotion, and love.......