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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 25, 2011 19:00:31 GMT -5
"And you know the first Imperial rule: Outside of his own ship, the hunter becomes the hunted." He too finished and waited for Tyr to bring the next course; a perfectly grilled salmon. "I know that Von Doring can manipulate, but this project of his intrigues me. " He wouldn't say more till he knew how loyal she was to the commodore.
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jun 28, 2011 15:33:59 GMT -5
"You are 'too' cautious, Capitaine."There was a gentle rebuke in her tone. "The first Imperial rule is that if you desire it, take it." She gestured with her fork, holding it high like a sword. "If this project of his interests you then take control of it!" She brought the fork down and speared the salmon."The commodore is, as you say a manipulator, but he is weak is all other things. His control is based upon how long he can keep you guessing. If you challenge him directly, he does not have the power to stand against you." She took a bite of the fish, savoring it. "Vous comprenez? You understand?"
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 28, 2011 17:06:32 GMT -5
"Ah, but you misunderstand me." He understood her rebuke but shrugged it off. "The greedy lion worries about snatching the fat of the lamb, the leader of the pride comes and takes it. It is easy to take what you want, but you must make sure when you take it that you can keep it. Remember that if that is the first rule you are not the only one following it." He smiled then took a sip of the white wine Tyr had given them both. Then he leaned forward looking at her as a predator looks at his prey. "When I 'take' something, I intend to 'keep' it."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jun 28, 2011 17:29:37 GMT -5
Dominique shrugged. "You are neither overly bold nor too meek. If you wish to wait, that is your choice, only do not wait until the fruit is overripe to pick it. Tend to that tree now, Capitaine and guard it well for if, as you say, there are others who desire it also, they will think twice before approaching the lion."
"And there is something else to remember, it is the lioness in the pride who does the hunting." She smiled and lifted her glass in a brief salute to him.
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 28, 2011 17:35:40 GMT -5
"To the lion and the lioness," He raises his glass. "Both hunting to make the pride stronger." He clinked his glass then sipped again. "Since we are talking about prizes, what prize do you seek?" He had taken a bite of salmon.
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jun 28, 2011 19:22:41 GMT -5
"There are many ways to conquer, Capitaine. You may lead the charge and cut down everything in your path until all resistance has been destroyed or you may be a sapper, undermining the foundations of the city until it falls at your feet. What you do not see may be more dangerous than what you do."
Her dark eyes hardened to flint.
"I desire to sap the strength of an enemy who thinks of themselves as too virtuous to be deceived by barbarians such as ourselves. I want to strip from them, their blindness to their own faults, as I would strip the flesh from a carcass, until only the bones remain and this Federation collapses under the weight of it's own foolishness."
Her eyes softened again and she smiled, coquettishly.
"Desire is a potent force and should never be underestimated."
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 28, 2011 22:47:02 GMT -5
"Yes," He agreed. "Desire is a strong emotion, and I see that you have tempered it with a the steel of resolve." He dismissed Try with a strong glance. He turned to her then pushed his plate away. He had eaten is fill. "I think I'm ready for desert."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jun 29, 2011 16:49:26 GMT -5
She noted the dismissal of the chef. Tyr, apparently, would not be serving 'this' course. She dipped a fingertip in the glass of wine and sampled it.
"What do you favor, Capitaine? Sweet or spicy?"
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 29, 2011 18:40:48 GMT -5
He regarded her for a moment. He noticed the smile and he could feel something slowly bubbling to the surface. " A little of both I think."He continued to move closer to her slowly as if he were finishing a hunt.
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jun 29, 2011 19:17:58 GMT -5
She closed the distance between them, and reaching up, drew her finger down along his jawline , then across his throat.
"Is there as much joy for you when the prey comes willingly to the kill?"
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 29, 2011 19:29:14 GMT -5
He felt her finger draw across his neck and it was like a line of heat. He gripped the corner of the table, and studied the look on her face. He knew she had gotten his message and now he had also received hers. He was painfully aware of her smell. He moved his hand toward her throat and past. His hand touched back of her neck and gripped. It was not a tight grip, but a possessive one. His lips were so close to hers eh could feel her breath on his face. "We talked of taking what we want, and I fully intend to do that, but I do want to taste the same desire you have in your other pursuits. If I can't, it just wouldn't be worth it."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jun 30, 2011 10:18:49 GMT -5
In answer she made a noise, deep in her throat like a purr, and with the tip of her tongue, touched his bottom lip, tasting the warmth and the wine there.
"Bonbon. Sweet." She whispered. "Now let me taste the spice."
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jun 30, 2011 20:37:16 GMT -5
He continued his stare and when he felt the wet warm of her tongue touch lip his hand involuntarily slid up her arm to her bicep. He gripped it so hard hat he could nearly feel her pulse. He kissed her. It was not a long kiss but brief. Just long enough for them to taste the particular color of fire that burned inside each. He smiled. "The spice too is sweet, but leaves a sting the lingers and makes you crave more."
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Post by Cmdr Dominique Fleury on Jul 1, 2011 8:37:54 GMT -5
When he broke the kiss, she smiled and stood but reseated herself on the corner of the table next to him. She leaned in close to his ear and breathed, "You are delicieux." before taking the lobe of his ear in her teeth and nibbling gently. With one hand she guided his down her arm to rest on her thigh, just below the split on the gown she wore.
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Post by Captain Jeff Addison on Jul 5, 2011 11:59:31 GMT -5
His hand gripped her thigh hard enough to leave a fingerprint as he leaned in to kiss her again. He released his grip and with one quick jerk, he held what was left of her panties. "Delicious and intoxicating, begging for another sip. He pulled her on his lap so that she was straddling him in his chair and kissed her again with more force this time. He held a handful of her hair forcing her lips tight against his. The feel of her heartbeat against his,and the connection as her smell and taste mingled with his. The thought that his smell would linger on her after she left gave him a feeling a satisfaction, but the feel of her soft warm lips on his did not allow it to linger. His free hand moved down lingering just above the slit in her skirt as if he wanted to slide it up, but not until just the right time.
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