(3) Part Two Aurore and John

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 (Part Two Begins) 

1ZQ_2Wmp   He stared out of the window, waiting for the seal to set on his latest communication to , yet another protest about the overuse of the resources of Catalan and the impossibly high taxes being demanded from his long suffering people. Something had to be done He needed weapons to fight back, to arm the revolt that would rid his country of Spanish rule. He sighed. Who was he fooling?
Where was he going to get the weapons required for that? All he could do was write letter after letter, knowing full well that they they would be glanced at and ignored. Oh, politely, of course. He was always granted the respect due to his status, but little else.
His thoughts drifted to earlier times, happier times, when his words actually meant something. When his actions had an effect. The corners of his mouth twitched into a smile, remembering a time when his words and actions definitely had an effect, judging from the smiles that had graced her face, the way her dark lashes had fluttered, the way her pale skin had flushed. They had been happy times, even though they were fraught with danger, for both parties. Yet, they had both lived for the thrill, snatching private moments where possible, each knowing exactly what they were doing and what might happen if it all went wrong.
The smile slipped from his face. And it had all gone wrong. He’d been forced to leave, rather more hurriedly than he’d hoped, to try and protect her from his own enemies. They were men she definitely didn’t need to meet, under any circumstances. He never even had the time to write her a farewell note. He’d prayed that she’d realised why he’d had to leave so suddenly, and hadn’t thought too badly of him. He knew, from reliable if not reputable sources, that she had indeed made her own retreat successfully and without lasting harm. Still, that was no more than he’d expected. After all, her uncle had been the Captain of the King’s Musketeers, and was now one of the King’s most trusted confidants. The instinct to survive was in her blood line. He shook his head and dropped the letter onto the pile of outgoing papers, wondering if the rumours were right. Was she really heading to Portugal? It would be a huge risk on her part if it was true. Still, if she requested an audience, it would only be polite to grant the request. He would, of course, have to ensure she was unarmed first. His eyes twinkled briefly thinking about the possibilities. Maybe it would be a good idea to keep  watchful eye on the ships due into Porto, just in case
.Aurore and John

12108100_d6ef_1024x2000 *The ship slips its moorings quietly in the still of the night, laying in gentle repose on the bed listening to the sound of river water against the hull,taking this time of peace before I face the tempest of the mission. My thoughts with my dear freinds I leave behind in deception for their safety,by now will have my letter,the subterfuge of which saddens me greatly, leaving Paris deceiving and I will pray for their forgiveness.Silently the captain with great skill and stealth navigated the ship along the river seine, passing through Rouen as my travel clock strikes twelve, gentle waters lapping against the ship’s hull, lulling my senses into a deep restful sleep. At dawn the great ship groans pitches slightly as if with relief the huge bow rising and falling with the waves as we leave the harbour of Le Havre with Honfleur on the port side turning to port following the channel with England on the starboard side, making good headway along the French coastline to Brest. The winds much stronger now as the first mate steers the ship to the starboard side at Brest following the coast south, France on the port side the winds stronger from the Celtic sea behind us the ship pushing forward into the Bay of Biscay. My toilette complete feeling refreshed by rest I leave the small cabin that of the first mate who has relinquished it for the journey to take a stroll on deck the sea winds invigorating, a pale complexion now flushed peach I stand on the starboard side of the deck, a pale delicate hand rest on the massive rail as I look pensively out to sea, the keel of the ship slices though the water like a knife its sharp blade cutting a path across the waves whipped up by the winds, the early morn breaking on the horizon with hues of red and orange the glow giving my frame the aura of sunrise. Bright shards of light sparkle across the waves, the wind twists and turns one way then the other, its cool fingers playing with my free dark tendrils which fall like gossamer around my shoulders, taunting my inner senses sending shivers of a love lost across every fibre of my being. The ship pitches and falls as it cuts through the water, seagulls encircling the huge mast, sails billowing in the wind catching every breath, the heartbeat of the ships power. Spending most of my day in idle chatter with the captain and first mate showing great interest as they plots our course, after the evening meal retiring to the small cabin, with a warning from the captain rough seas are likely while we sail in the Bay of Biscay. The great ship shudders and strains as a tempest blows outside the candle in its gimbal swaying and flickering as the great hull of the ship cries out creaking with every wave as if squeezed by Poseidon himself. The bow riding to the heavens reaching for the stars on the very crest of each curved wave held in Poseidon’s hand, at his whim he roars with the wind sending the ship plummeting downwards the bow at the gates of hell, the stern on the crest praying for god’s mercy. The ship pitches then rolls I pray that I will survive this night, breast rises and falls with each breath as I tremble taking a thin shawl tying myself with some difficulty to the rail on the side of the small bed, as the tempest threatens to crush the ship, the candle flickers and dies. In the blackness my heart pounds breast heave as breath hitches, my thoughts escape the gods furry closing my eyes with gossamer lashes containing the dread which consumes my form, a vision of lost love flickers in the refuge of the mind, a man handsome and powerful who I thought loved me beyond all others, deserting me in an hour of need, no word no goodbye. The tempest roars its force not abating securing my bonds tied to the bed, closing my mind to its rage, if I should die my last visions will be of his face, his smile the touch as his fingers tracing the contours of my curves sending exquisite waves tingles and pulsing to heaven’s door, yielding to the passion explodes tempestuously as bodies entwined, the tempest outside plays with this fragile vessel as our passion rode the waves in unison joined in a moment of eternal pleasure. As the storm reaches it crescendo I call his name John why did you leave me why? The calm after the tempest show’s on the faces of the crew, the first mate giving orders as the men are making repairs caused by the tempest, looking skywards I issue a silent prayer, smiling a greeting to the Captain as he comes on deck, the wind is fresh as the Portuguese is hoisted, entering Spanish waters we are now not far from our destination Port, where I will be met and escorted to the fort of  @DukeBraganza, no past feeling will be displayed only a formal greeting as I act on behalf of my uncle minister for war for her majesty the Queen regent of France.

1ZQ_2WmpHe read the letter for the third time. It had arrived by trusted courier this morning, and was short, simple and polite,requested an audience to discuss matters of trade. No matter how hard he tried, he could read nothing further into the letter than that. Which was as it should be. If the Spanish had intercepted the letter, they would have garnered no useful information from its contents. A meeting to discuss trade. Simple, to the point, and absolutely no indication that the pair of them had even met before. Still, he had a feeling that trade was not the sole reason for her visit. After all, the Spanish were busy plundering his country of resources. Trade was not good. Surely the French had more profitable trade routes to pursue. He absentmindedly opened his bureau drawer and gazed down at her likeness, wondering if she still kept his. He couldn’t help but wonder if she still remembered him fondly, or whether she carried a grudge for his leaving in a hurry. He frowned slightly, then shook his head. If she’d intended to drive a knife through his ribs, she’d have surely done it before now. Nevertheless, he found himself caressing the knife he kept hidden in his plain leather doublet, just to reassure himself. He gazed down at her face, remembering her smile as his fingers traced the contours of her curves, the way her body entwined so perfectly with his own, the way her breath caught in her throat, and her lashes fluttered over half closed eyes. He smiled to himself. It would be good to see her again. Of course, they both had different lives now, and people relying on them, perhaps even countries. Nothing could be as it once was. It had been a moment in time, a short yet glorious moment that would live long in his memory.

He closed the drawer and read the letter once again. She had requested a carriage to meet her at the docks to escort her to his residence. He chuckled. Hardly a residence. It was, in essence, a fort on a rocky hill, with far reaching views over the surrounding countryside. Hardly a royal residence, but it served his purposes well, in so much as it discouraged the Spanish from taking too close an interest in his activities. Still, he could arrange for a comfortable room to be made available for her, and a carriage to be sent to the docks, escorted by some of his best men. He would have liked to be at the docks to greet her in person, but that was a courtesy he did not extend to casual visitors, and to make an exception for her may raise suspicions. He had no intention of putting her into any danger, if he could possibly avoid it. He owed her that much.

12108100_d6ef_1024x2000 *The docks at Porto are awash with bright colours,all many of goods been loaded and unloaded, the air is warm with a breeze,walking with grace slowing down the gang plank,standing in the livery of one of his trusted aides. Reaching the bottom proffering a delicate hand, he offers his arm with formal bow, graciously smile, laying my hand lightly on the offered arm. Gliding towards the awaiting carriage,the coach men in fine livery, my hand slips from his arm,as I am assisted into the carriage. Ten of most trusted men ride along side,for my protection we move off at a steady pace. Leaning back gently resting my head back, closing gossamer lashes as visions of invade my thoughts,my heart pounds,as I think what have I agreed to,the horses hooves pound on the dusty road matching the blood pulsing through my heart. Taking a deep breath in closing my heart to further betrayal, glancing from the window the fort comes into view,high on the walls standing alone looks down, steeling my heart, eyes flash cold as ice towards , preparing for our encounter*

*The fort been essentially for the billeting of soldiers is far from accommodating, leaving the carriage I am escorted through dismal passage ways lift by touches flickering on the sandstone walls, sunlight just glinting as shards of light through slits in the walls, it is after all a fortress. We climb up a narrow staircase cut into the hillside which the fort stands on in single file, spiralling upwards until reaching at last the top where sunlight pours in through a window, almost blinding me with its intensity. John’s aide ushers me down a long passage way, the sandstone floor polished by many feet over the years. Large wood doors on either side of the passage, tapestries hanging from the walls depicting scenes of Portuguese history, battles won and lost, with a wave of the aide’s hand he opens a door, ushering me into a comfortable room, explaining John has granted an audience after the midday, a formal meeting, in the great hall, he backs slowly with a bow of his head out of the room closing the door behind him leaving me quietly with my thought’s.

My heart flutters for only a moment on a small carved table a vase of Rosa vermelha, with a small crystal bottle next to the vase, lifting the bottle, taking out the delicate stopper, breathing in the essence of rose and sandalwood oils, with a card nestled in the flowers “Aurore Rosa vermelha~John” Tears of pearls, form on my long dark lashes, one escaping trickling down my creamy features, the warm tear melting the ice in my heart for only a moment, this man shattered the bonds of trust and love. Turning my attention towards the chest my belongings have been unpacked and laid in the draws of a large carved cabinet. Urgency takes hold as I lift the heavy lid of my travel chest, looking in the concealed compartment, the pistols and knife undiscovered, and breathing out with relief.

A knock on the door, two ladies appear one with light refreshment, the other filling a large bath with hot water, pouring in oils filling the room with the delightful essence’s of orange and roses, she floats rose petals on the water, they smile chattering to each other leaving closing the door.

Dropping my dress slowly from my shoulders a nubile form free, extending a long slender creamy leg into the warm water then the other, sliding slowly into the comforting embrace of heavenly scented water, protected from fear, the rising vapour soothing my soul, after an eternity relaxing in the erotic vapours which enlighten my spirit.

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Stepping from the healing waters, patting the creamy firm contours of my form dry, I take the crystal bottle gifted from John dabbing oil around the most sensual part of my creamy skin.

Completing my toilette, dressed my black velvet dress embroidered with red roses, dark tendrils swept up high on my head, surveying every aspect of my appearance, a smile forms as I muse,in the dance of love~ he will not have me! but he will long for me.*

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 Incendiar a minha paixão mais uma vez meu amor~em a dança do amor.

*Dark lashes close over warm chocolate eyes, his arms encircle an arching frame writhing against his muscular torso, features tilting back against his cheek, warm breath exciting my senses~ my fingers tips slowly trace in tantalising movement the contours of my breast, across a swan like neck, lips moist blushed with peach hues parted as the music pulses, fingers tips trailing to where his face rest against mine a delicate hand brushes his face, dark tendrils fall with wanton desire, breast rise and fall as breath hitches, enchanting hypnotising music tangos though pulsating hearts. Passion melding in perfect harmony the guitar plucks to the rhythm of bodies moving intensely in pleasure, encircling a long leg lightly across a sun swept floor dipping low away from my love, sliding down his perfect form, creamy long leg stretches behind teasing from under a silk skirt, he lifting me once more into his ardent arms, moving bodies entwined, we dance until dawn breaks the dance of passion and love.*

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2e       A knock at the door heralds my escort to the great hall, drawing in breath, tilting my head up, letting the breath out, lifting the folds of the skirt letting the back skim the floor behind me, following Johns aid with poise until we reach the great hall. Taking another breath, breasts rise and fall, my first sight of John who stands at the end of the huge room his aristocratic stance, strong handsome features deter not my elegant approach, sweeping towards him with an air of confidence my underskirt of silk rustling, vapours of rose oil sending a sensuous aroma, arousing his senses, smiling graciously proffering a delicate hand, lowering my head with as a polite formal greeting, my eyes betray not a hint of feeling only cool indifference.* My dear John so kind of you to grant this audience* Eyes flash, showing a proud nature, hiding the fire within*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I watch as she comes closer, the aroma of orange and rose drifting through the air to settle around me, the rustling of silk reaching my ears, smiling as she draws nearer. I cannot help but note that time has not diminished her poise or her beauty, but rather enhanced them with a self awareness and confidence. I bow my head in greeting and gently kiss the proffered hand.* Aurore, cara senhora, it has been too long. I trust your journey was not too tiring and you have everything you require here? As you can see, we are not used to receiving too many visitors.

2e*Chocolate brown eyes intensify with deep hues looking deep into yours, with drawing the proffered hand, smoothing the folds of the velvet skirt~ tilting my chin up with hurt pride~ thoughts confuse me~he left me to die~ broke my heart yet the chemistry burns between us,burning pulsating through every part of my frame,tilting my chin up with pose, showing none of the feelings crying out within me to be satisfied* John you provided all that I require ,the gift was most thoughtful* Leaning slightly towards him, the sensuous aroma teasing his senses* We have much to discuss,I am on a trade mission for France!

1ZQ_2WmpI can’t help but notice the familiar jut of her chin, the determination clear in her eyes. I struggle not to frown. Inhaling the heady mix of orange and roses as she leans closer, yet her words are formal and purely business like. This was not quite what I was expecting. No mention of the old times? I can’t believe it meant nothing to her. I incline my head to one side and smile, as coolly as I can manage.* Yes, so your letter stated. I am unsure how you think we can trade with France while the Spanish take anything worth having, but if that is what you wish … what would you like to trade?

2e*Sighing drawing breath,trade in a time of war! surely he realises the alliance I come to procure between our two great nations,he is playing games surly* Trade most difficult in these times of war~ you do realise France is at war with Spain! *Drumming dainty fingers against the velvet of my skirt*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I close my eyes and take a deep calming breath, although the lingering aroma of orange and rose is not helping to calm me* Do I realise France is at war with Spain? In heavens name, why do you think the Spanish are plundering my country? It is so they can fight your country. My country suffers because your country chooses to pick a fight. And you come here to trade? *I sigh deeply, the anger showing in my eyes. Do I know there’s a war going on? As if I could have missed that.*

2e*Grabbing at the velvet skirt lifting the the fabric ready retreat with my anger from the great room,eyes flashing with fire,the man is infuriating,yet the passion rises in my breast* Our brave soldiers die on the battles fields, my uncles musketeers risk life and limb! We suffer Sir! Women and children their brave husbands and fathers die! *Turning abruptly with a toss of the head~I glide with anger burning with a passion to leave*

1ZQ_2Wmp*Shaking my head in exasperation* And you think my people are not suffering. *I step forward and slide my arm through hers*Perhaps we should continue this discussion in private, where we may both speak freely, without risk of misinterpretation. *I manage to somehow gently steer her in the direction of an ante chamber, pushing the door closed behind us with my foot, before releasing my grip on her arm.* So tell me, what is your real reason for coming here? And don’t say trade.

2e*Breath hitches,breasts rise and fall,his closeness after the passage of years arouses hidden passion, locked away from hurt fused with anger such anger,words catch, eyes sting with hidden tears* Trade you fool! Our countries have need of each other* Turning from him drawing breath feelings burning within confusing my mind,anger melding with passion the feelings raw tearing at my soul*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I step forwards, recognising the emotional turmoil with her mirrors my own, wrapping my arms around her gently, holding her firmly, yet gently, bending my head around hers to whisper words in her ear, words whispered a long time ago, yet finding their way readily to my lips now, hoping they will calm and reassure her.*

Let me kiss away the pain, my rose You take my breath away Let me hold you in my arms forever If I ask you to dance, will you dance with me? Or will you run away, without a backward look If you see me cry, will you cry with me? If I touch your lips, will you tremble under my touch? Will you die for the one you love? Will you save my soul? Will you swear you’ll be mine? or will you lie? Will you run and hide away? And will I care, as long as you are here with me now? Let me kiss away the pain, my rose You take my breath away Let me hold you in my arms forever

Embedded image permalink2e*Curling fingers together my hand drums at the leather of his jacket, looking into his eyes, tears falling, trickling as dew on the morning rose, breath hitches between words of love and anger, breast rise and fall, engulfed by confusion, searching his eyes for the truth* “John Why did you leave me?~~~ I rode through the night desperately searching, I was nearly captured escaping with my life*Pushing against the leather jacket with fingers still curled, drumming at little harder, emotions smoulder between hate and passion need deep within yearning to be fulfilled* I hated you for leaving me~~no word from you! ~~~Gave you my heart and soul would lay with you through eternity.~~~~After all these years of hopeless pain and despair! How can I ever trust you again?

1ZQ_2Wmp *staring deep into your eyes, seeing the confusion and hurt clear within them* This is about the night I left? Really? I had to leave that night. I had no choice. If there had been another way … *I stare out the window for a moment, not trusting myself to meet her eye, sighing deeply* My enemies were close on my heels, I had to leave, so that you would be safe. if I had stayed, and they had caught up with me, they wouldn’t have thought twice about hurting you to cause me pain I could never allow that to happen. I left so that you would be safe. I never thought you’d actually come after me! Why in heaven’s name would you do that? You should have made your escape. I thought you had … it took me a while before I got word of you. There was no mention of you being in any danger. Why would you do that?

2e*Pushing against his firm torso,still held within his arms,rage flashing within chocolate eyes,they blaze into yours* Why could you not have sent word~ after all you knew who my uncle was!* Curling my fingers once more striking his chest* Treville tenacity~survival is part of my nature, your say you feared for my safety* Lips curl into a smile as drawing myself closer whisper* You betrayed me* Sliding delicate fingers across his leather jacket, reaching his rugged features* Did you ever love me

1ZQ_2Wmp*My eyes blaze with passion, staring down at your soft skin, your delicate features, marred by a smile that more closely resembles a sneer* Of course I did! How could you even doubt that? Yes, I could have contacted your Uncle … how is he by the way? I heard he was promoted … sorry, not appropriate at this moment. *I sigh, releasing you from my grasp and stepping back, to give myself breathing space and thinking space.* It sounds simple when you say it now. Contact your uncle I hardly think he would have welcomed a letter from me, under any circumstances, and especially not if the opening line was “Is your niece still alive?” *I shake my head, thinking back to how many times I actually wrote that letter, only to tear it up in frustration* Yes, I could have sent you word, but I knew your profession, as you knew mine. A letter could have endangered us both, needlessly. Having left, it was best to leave it that way. But never think for one moment that I betrayed you, or that my feeling were not real. I assure you, they were … are … you haven’t changed.

2e*Gracefully moves closer,your desire deep in your eyes, chocolate eyes flash into yours with passion and anger* Neither have you! *Trailing fingertips slowly,across you chest, feeling your breath rise and fall, bringing my hand to rest against your rugged features,hate replace by a burning need to be loved, gently leaning in brushing soft lips against your ear. whispering* My love do you still desire me!

1ZQ_2Wmp*I breathe in deeply, letting the heady mix of orange blossom and roses flood my senses* Any man who says he does not desire you has either taken leave of his senses, or died on his feet. Believe me, I am very much alive, and my sense are in perfect working order.

   *I dip my head toward yours, my lips almost brushing your skin.* Did you really come all this way just to talk trade?

2e  *Whispering softly, breath caressing teasing ardent desire,the heady aroma stirring his senses,brushing softly lips against his lips tempting with passionate allure* My reasons~ not trade~ Surly not for discussion today* Brushing my lips closer to his*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I resist the urge to lean in, and kiss those soft, sensuous lips* perhaps you are right. It has been a long day, especially for you. We should both rest and start again tomorrow, with the freshness of the new day. Please, allow me to escort you back to your rooms. *I hold out my arm for you to take, before gently steering you back too your room, pausing in the doorway, leaning closer and placing a tender lingering kiss on your lips* Until the morning cara senhora. Sleep well.

 2e

Aurore     *Tenderly his lips lingering against mine overwhelming my emotions,yearning to fall into those strong protective arms,anger mixed with love swirl in confusion,gently touching his rugged feature’s, silently with poise retreating into the sanctuary of my rooms*

 *.Meu amor …..~ A lingering kiss its warmth melting the ice encasing the rose~~Rosa Vermelha *

2e    1ZQ_2Wmp

Aurore *Waking with soft rays dancing through the window reflecting warm hues against the sandstone walls, touching lightly with fingertips tracing his lingering kiss,eyes shielded as dark lashes close,heart resolve waning,remembering times gone by. Taking a stroll after completing my toilette the silk of the skirt skimming over the sandstone floor, rustling as I glide effortlessly into a shady courtyard the heady smell of sweet rose’s cascade from an arbour next to a large bay tree, giving shade over two stone carved benches,seating myself with elegant poise grateful to be alone in my thoughts*

john *wandering happily down the corridors of the place I call home, humming a song to myself, for no apparent reason* So if you go, You should know It’s hard to just forget the past so fast  It was good, it was bad but it was real And that’s all you have in the end, our love mattered If you feel like leaving I’m not gonna beg you to stay But soon you’ll be finding You can run, you can hide But you can’t escape my love *I turn a corner and step out into one of the inner courtyards, breathing in a huge lungful of the early morning mountain air, staring up at the clear blue sky, filled with the promise of a hot day to follow, noting I must remind someone to water the rose arch. I know it’s a strange thing to have in a fort, but it’s one of my guilty pleasures, and no one has ever complained about it. I chuckle, wondering if they would dare to do so. I turn to step back inside, and stop in my tracks, looking again to make sure my eyes are not deceiving me. But no, there she is, Aurore, the Red Rose, sitting in the shade of the bay tree, next to the rose arch. Perhaps the roses attracted her. Or perhaps it was the shade. Whatever it was the shadows surrounding her only accentuate her curves and highlight her pale complexion. For a moment, I contemplate slipping back inside and leaving her to her contemplations, before striding over to her.

” Good morning, Aurore. I trust you slept well?

Aurore *Seated near near the rose arch in the courtyard, such a pleasant surprise in such a masculine environment. Pondering the warmth of early reminding me of days past spent with . My contemplations interrupted by the deep rich tones of his voice. Heart skips a beat, as gossamer lashes sweep across dark eyes which look into yours* John~ you startled me, such a pleasant courtyard to relax in,I slept blissfully*My smile gracious with allure keeping composure affected still by this charismatic man*

John   I’m glad you approve of my courtyard. I like the tranquility here, the space to rest and think without guns and swords. *I smile down at you, watching your lashes flutter slightly, noting the peaceful smile. Perhaps a good nights sleep has lifted your spirits* May I sit with you a while? *I drop myself onto the bench opposite hers, without waiting for a reply* So, how have you been? I have heard … certain things since we parted. How is your Uncle? A fine warrior, I trust he is well.

Aurore *My hands clasped laying in the folds of the silk dress, which falls delicately around my frame. Relaxing in his company ~mesmerised in his dark eyes,memories of past times opening a cold heart to his warmth*

My uncle prepare for war with France John there is so much you do not know about me, I changed after I last you, please sit with me.

john *I frown slightly, seeing the sadness deep in your eyes* You do not seem any different to my eyes. You still have the same poise and confidence of manner. *and the same seductive smile and sensuous body. Probably best I refrain from mentioning that right now. Perhaps later* Has the world treated you so badly since we last met?

Aurore Appearances deceive~yes I am poised have confidence*Lowering my feature avoiding his eyes, hurt welling in my eyes* My work put me in danger many times, *hands clasped tighter, the hurt ,pain rushing to the surface,why does this man have this effect*

After you left me, my heart hardened,I became a woman unrecognisable even to me* Tear threatening to fall* Why did you leave?My heart broke~locked it chains, never to love again.

* The heavens open tears cascade from my eyes*

John *I quickly switch to the bench beside you, pulling a clean handkerchief from my doublet and handing it to you* I had no idea. Had I known, I would have … *I shake my head* … no, I wouldn’t, I will not lie to you. I had to leave, for my safety, and for yours. Had I returned, I would have placed you in danger. I never wanted that. But I never wanted you hurt like this either. *I stare at the floor, growling at myself, and wondering why my intelligence failed me so badly. Every report I ever received convincing me that you had moved on with your life. I gently put my arm around your shoulders.*I truly am sorry, my red rose. I never intended to leave like that, never meant you to hurt. If I could do it again … *I sigh, knowing I would have done it all exactly the same way, and hating myself for that.* Forgive me? Allow me to make amends in some small way. Please.

Aurore *As the strong arms slip around my shoulders, his words resonate through my thoughts,lowering my head looking down, tears staining my creamy completion,shoulders shaking as I sob. the emotions held encased in a cold heart explode from hidden depths* I forgive you my love.

John *I breath a sigh of relief, hearing the words, yet I know your feelings are still in turmoil. Still, it’s a step forwards*I lean in, inhaling your scent … orange blossom tinged with rose oil … sighing, knowing I am the cause of your pain. I tenderly kiss your forehead, and stand, holding my arms out to you.* Come, my rose, let us move inside, before someone remembers the plants need watering. I know a quiet room where we will not be disturbed.

Aurore *Willingly stepping into his arms~walking with him with no hesitation heralding the a new beginning unlocking a broken heart*

John and Aurore - a love story

John and Aurore – a love story

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyiEn Guard

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*stands in the great hall, peering down at the plans of Porto, with all the strategic positions and warehouses highlighted, trying to formulate the plan in my mind. It should be feasible, if we’re careful, and quick. It would be easier still if I could dismiss thoughts of and the last few days from my mind … such a distraction now would be unfortunate. This plan requires my full attention*

En Guard*Glides silently into the great hall closing the heavy wooden door softly behind me, stands at a table looking over maps unaware of my presence, motionless standing his well hones body rippling through the thin material of his shirt, he both infuriates at the same time ignites depths of passion.Gaining composure sweeping towards him, tapping him on the arm*

“John I did not mean to disturb you.”

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I stare at you, both surprised that you could sneak up on me unaware s, and annoyed with myself for being annoyed, after all, I know full well what you are capable of, that your seductive appearance and demeanour can be an extremely dangerous combination. I force a smile*

Aurore, I trust you slept well and that your wounds are healing?

En Guard*Tilting feature with a demure smile, aware my appearance having the desired effect, the long white underskirt, with laced bodice ribbons loosely laced,covered lightly by my flimsy robe. Teasing long fingers through my tasselled trusses, eyes shinning sparkle with mischief*

Slept wonderfully, I care not to think of the wound, Are you busy planning?

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I take a calming breath, taking in her appearance, and yet, despite the casualness of her attire, her stance is still full of poise and elegance, I idly wonder how little she could wear and not look unduly perturbed ….. I shake my head, to collect my senses* Yes, you remember, we had intelligence, the Spanish have taken delivery of munitions. My people could make good use of them, if we can take them from the Spanish. I’m drawing up the plans. Surely you should be resting. I have a physician at my disposal. He is very good. He could suggest some balms for your wound if you like.

En Guard*Graciously smile grateful for obvious care,leaning in towards him the folds of my gown accentuating the curves of my form,looking with interest at the maps* I have ointments with me tenderly prepared by before I departed Paris,the wound is almost healed* Leaning closer into his side studying the maps* When do you plan to attack, I need to prepare to come with you.

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyiWith us? *I stare at you, trying to work out if you’re being entirely serious, or toying with me. I recognise the determined jut of the chin* You;re serious? You want to come with us? This could be dangerous. We will have to move quickly

En Guard*Drawing breath, breast rise and fall beneath the flimsy material of the robe,eyes flash with anger, biting down on my bottom lip.words flow controlled and precise* You /honestly / believe John ! That your men have greater skill than I, I have spent many years honing / my / skills.*Slipping with deliberate provocations the robe from my shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. Flicking dark trusses s from the creamy flesh of my shoulder,with a dry smile* Would you like to put that to the test!

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I watch as the robe slides to the floor, before allowing my gaze to be drawn slowly back up your body, taking in all the curves and undulations, hidden none too well under the laces and fabric*

I am well aware of your skills!

cara senhora.

I am simply concerned for your health. I would not want you endangered, or for you to put the lives of my men in danger, because you were unfit for the task. If you would care to prove your fitness in …. some way … then perhaps I would reconsider.

En Guard*Brow raise, deliberate tilting feature, drawing a finger along the edge of the table,eyes never leaving yours*

Challenging me~ Ha! I so enjoy a challenge!

*Sweeping towards the great wooden door, reaching for my sword,clasping fingers delicately around the hilt , extending my arm into “Attague” positions stretch fully in front of me*

En Garde John

* Balastra towards him*

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I shake my head in disbelief*

Seriously? You challenge a man to a sword fight in his own house.

*I roll my eyes and shrug*

Very well

*I draw my sword, hefting the blade easily, grasping the familiar hilt with a slight flex of my fingers, adopting a defensive stance, my sword held ready to parry your attack*

*En GuardAttaque au fer~ Deflecting his blade in engagement with a circular movement~ tilting the the feature with a brow raise*  Arrr!

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I nod slightly, approving the style and speed of the move, before stepping sideways, wanting to see exactly how easily and quickly you can change directions, testing to see if your wound is as healed as you claim* Not bad, my rose, but not enough to convince me. Again.

En Guard*Anticipating side step movement to the side, basastra stepping lightly sideways enveloping his sword in a sweeping movement turning his blade in full circle* Dont /patronise /me /John.* Deflecting his blade once more*

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I smile broadly, allowing you to deflect my sword, knowing that your guard will be down, spinning around in a circle and appearing at your side, leaning in to grasp your face in my free hand, kissing you deeply, before stepping back out of reach* not bad, my rose, not bad at all, but … I think you can do better

En Guard* Leaning features towards his sweet kiss lips parted,dark lashes closing, he both infuriates and ignites passion~ pushing him away from this Corps a corps, lunging forward nicking the sleeve of his shirt with the point of the blade,smiling with satisfaction*Had enough,make your next move, I am ready to fight give me the chance!

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I stare down at my sleeve with a raised brow* I like this shirt. *I stare at her gown, contemplating the weak points, before stepping forwards at pace, twisting her blade aside with deceptive strength, flexing my well defined muscles, and grabbing your free hand in my own, driving you backwards at pace into the wall, holding you there, pinned by my body, leaning down to whisper hoarsely in your ear* you fight with spirit, perhaps you are healed … but I really like this shirt

En Guard   *Dark eyes smouldering mixed with desire driven by anger,unable to move as muscular torso prevents my escape, breathless I  whisper*

Wait until I fully fit!

*Brushing full lips against his face taunting him to make his next move*

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I close my eyes as your lips brush mine, feeling your warm body pressed against me* Fully fit … I look forward to it. And I accept, yes, you are well enough to join our raid … on the understanding that I am in charge, and I will be giving the orders. *I tilt my head down and kiss your neck gently …. quietly releasing my grip and drawing a small knife … one deft cut here … and there … before I step backwards, smirking and allowing my eyes to drift over your body* I really like this shirt, so that makes us even *I grin, watching and waiting*

En Guard*Gasping~ eyes cast down dark lashes concealing surprise, long stresses hide my modesty as the gown and bodice lay at my feet in ribbons on the sandstone floor, my desire fully showing*

CGuTBfOW0AAsiyi*I try really hard not to laugh, but it is one hell of a good view … everything I remembered, and more*

I apologise, that was most ungentlemanly of me. How are you to return to your room like … that … My men will be so distracted.

*I grab my jacket from the chair and drape it around your shoulders, before lifting you in my arms* Allow me to escort you back to your chambers, where you can change into something more … suitable.

*I pause to allow you to wrap your lithe legs around my waist,your face resting gently on my shoulder, before striding to the door, checking the corridor is empty, carrying you to your chamber,pushing the door open with my foot…  closing the door behind me. Firmly*
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John on raid with Aurore

Aurore on horse

DB_oi8lL_400x400   *Well after nightfall, yet there is still enough light from the stars and the moon above to see clearly, even without the light from the torches burning brightly by the front of the warehouse.

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I step into the darkest shadows, tugging the horses reins gently, to reassure them. It’s a clear vantage point, with a good view of Miguel at the rear of the warehouse, and the guards at the front. I lean closer to  and whisper in her ear.* Just distract them, Keep them occupied. As soon as Miguel lets me know they’re done, and they have all the arms, I’ll come and retrieve you. Alright?

Aurore on horseGossamere dark lashes slowly sweep across deep chocolate eyes the excitement still brings the same thrill as ever before. Reaching over with delicate touch to  face smiling a glorious smile* John do not worry I have done this many times, watch and learn!

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I just about manage to resist the temptation to roll my eyes at her words. After all, it’s dark, it would be a wasted gesture. I give Miguel the ready signal, and watch as Aurore heads towards the guards. I almost feel a tinge of sympathy for them …… almost!

Aurore on horse*Slipping through the shadows silently approaching the guards from behind. Arranging my bodice showing enough cleavage as will interest these dull Spaniards, Raising a delicate hand freeing long dark tresses. which cascade in curls around the soft skin of my shoulder, moistening peachy full lips,sashaying hips swaying seductively,forming a coquettish smile,offering a perfect distraction. Engaging them with witty riposte while Johns men, relieve the Spanish of their arms*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I wince as I hear the sounds of the back windows being wrenched open, and glare in Miguel’s direction, shaking my head at his overly expressive hand gestures. A quick glance at the guards reassures me that they are far more interested in Aurore han at any strange noises. And why wouldn’t they be. The way her hips are swaying, and the amount of cleavage visible even from this distance would distract all but the most vigilant of men.

Aurore on horse*Fluttering lashes so alluring, dipping forward offering breasts rising and falling with each breath, dark curls cascading caressing the creamy skin, flicking the tendrils way seductively,moistening peachy lips with the tip of my tongue, running a delicate hand across sensual hips towards my thigh, where concealed is a dagger ready for the kill*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I watch, mesmerised as Aurore toys with the guards, flirting with them, offering them tantalising glimpses of flesh to ensure she keeps their full attention. I know she’s doing it on purpose, that this is what we agreed, this is the plan, and yet I can’t help but feel she’s doing it a little too well, that she’s enjoying it slightly too much, showing too much of that creamy smooth flesh than is strictly necessary. I find myself willing Miguel to hurry.*

Aurore on horseSweet moistened lips parted sliding nearer,long finger tracing the the contours of full breast, dark eyes flash from under gossamere lashes,offering promises of desires unspoken*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I watch, clenching my fists, my anger rising. This was the plan, so why do I feel that this is not what was agreed. Finally, the all clear signal from Miguel. I take a calming breath, trying to get my temper under control A fight with the guards at this stage would undo all our hard work. I lead the horses forwards, trying to look casual, heading towards Aurore and the guards* Ah, there you are. i wondered where you’d got to. Time to head home, cara senhora, I think you’ve had enough to drink for one night.

Aurore on horse*Bidding the guards farewell forming a coquettish smile then turning with a graceful pirouette towards John, taking the reins gathering them at the wither mounting astride into the saddle,urging the horse forward. Discourage by a sideways glance, john’s eyes filled with anger* Tell me did your men succeed? *With a questioning look*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*A hurried apology to the guards* Women. You know what they’re like. One drink and … *I force a smile at their bawdy response, before mounting my horse and nudging it alongside hers.*Yes. All went well. Don’t forget, we need to keep their attention on us. *I reach for her reins, taking them from her, and raising my voice so it carries to the guards* I think I’d better steer. Wouldn’t want you to get lost again /dear/. *muttering quietly at her* was that strictly necessary? we agreed you would distract and flirt, not half undress for them!

Aurore on horse*Incensed by his words hues darken in eyes flashing with anger, instinctively lashing out striking him across the side of his face* Don’t you ever  presume/ that/ I take pleasure in prostituting myself for my work. I did what was necessary AT/YOUR/REQUEST!

DB_oi8lL_400x400 At /my/request? You insisted on coming on this raid. You insisted on being a part of it. We agreed, you could distract the  guards. Distract them. /Not/ offer then your body. *A worried glance over my shoulder, but the guards can apparently not hear our words, although they are more than slightly amused at our “discussion”. I put my hand to my face, growling to  myself.* I should have known better. *I urge my horse forwards, keeping a tight grip on the reins of the second horse and  set off out of Porto, apparently away from the fort, hoping the guards keep watching us ~I urge my horse along the dirt track out of Porto, the reins of Aurores horse gripped firmly in my hand, barely glancing back at her, lost in thoughts of anger, at her over enthusiastic flirting, and memories of this path. I travelled this way as a boy. Down the sandy path towards the secluded cove, with its pristine sandy beach. At the far side is a hidden path back up to the fort, known only to the locals …. well, known only to the local smugglers anyway. Still, this place has happy memories for me, and I find my temper calming as I dismount from my horse on the beach, discarding my jacket on the sand, and looking wistfully at the sea. A good evening for a walk in the cooling waters.*

Aurore on horse*The euphoria which tingled every nerve ending now dampened,humilated by apparent anger. Dragged like a serving wench as he took control of my horse, degraded the woman he supposedly loves!

Gathering the reins as the horses are left to roam free, by securing the reins to a tree on the edge of the path.Forlorn~ gazing at his retreating back towards the water’s edge, slipping my cape from my shoulders, the soft velvet skimming milky skin as it falls to the ground then stepping out of my shoes. Bending slightly Lifting the fabric of the skirt with creamy delicate hands, sweeping along the water’s edge towards his back still turned,ignoring me! With every breath breasts rise and falls the heat of indignation flashing in my brown eyes. Reaching out slapping across his back* John!

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I breathe in the warm air, tasting the salt, remembering times from my childhood. playing in the waves with my brother, Alexandre. He should have been the one doing this, not me. He was always raised to be the diplomat. I was always the fighter. But it was not to be. I sigh, sadly, bending to remove my boots. It would be good to just walk carefree in the lapping waves once again. Perhaps a walk would even do Aurore some good. Calm us both. Which reminds me, I’ve been neglecting her. I half turn to speak to her, my boot half off, as something hits me in the back, sending me toppling head first into the water.*

Aurore on horse*Tendrils toss in the warm air, eyes open wide as falls into the brine,feelings rise as my breath hitches, face flushed with the color of rose petals,curling my fingers into a ball lashing out at who lays prostrate in the water*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I stare up at her in disbelief* What the hell was that for? *And apparently, not happy with pushing me into the sea, she’s now going to try and punch me. Women!! I grab her flailing arm by the wrist, primarily to avoid a black eye, before realising, that with one tug …. a mischievous grin spreads over my face, my blue eyes twinkling, as I pull sharply and drag her down into the surf with me.*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1* Grasping the cold water saturating the fabric of the dress, white hosess riding the waves cascade over my frame taking me under, concealing me for a brief instant from . Drawing a deep breath,as I rise extending long fingernails towards his face* Your a devil!

DB_oi8lL_400x400*My amused look, is replaced by pure passion, as the water soaks her clothing, rendering it practically transparent, clinging to every curve. I grab her hand as she attempts to scratch my eyes out* A devil, am I? So what does that make you,my fiery rose? *I twist and turn, pinning her beneath me, in the shallows, he hands wrestled easily above her head, held firmly by my strong arms, straddling her body with a smirk, suddenly thinking that I may be slightly overdressed for this.*

*The fire which engulfs every fibre, nerve endings pulse with passion, my frame relaxes and yields to his muscular torso, strong arms restrain my anger, the golden hues casting its magic illuminate our forms, white foam swirls around us as whispering name breathlessly*John meu amor.

0338e00939b9*I grin, as I release her hands and reach back to tug my boots off, tossing them in the general direction of the beach, before leaning down and tenderly kissing her lips, taking her bottom lip in mine and sucking on it gently, while my hands wrestle with the buttons of my shirt, trying to free myself of the sodden clothing*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Gossamer lashes sweep gently across chocolate eyes hues deepening as his tender kiss awakens passion from secret depths. Sliding slender arms around waist, tugging at the shirt tail, pulling the fabric over his head, throwing the unwanted garment onto the beach,the warmth of his well toned body thrilling my inner senses,lips parted seeking his*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*Deepening the kiss, my tongue seeking hers, revelling in the warmth of her mouth, her skin pressed against mine. A baleful glares as a wave hits, although the cooling water tempering the burning passion is an exquisite combination. I wrap my arms around her and roll us both up the beach a little, further into the shallows, although ending up beneath her was not in my original plan. I smile up at her, as the moon lights her from behind, accentuating her creamy skin.*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Eyes closed,my head tilting back as tongues dance the tango of love,moaning into his deep kiss, gasping as the sudden wave cascades cold trembling spasms down my spine. bringinging us with the wave up to the shoreline, long lieth creamy legs astride him slipping over wet tendrils the sodden dress casting it onto the shoreline, dressed only in golden moonlight my creamy flesh sparkling with crystaline water*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I gaze up at her as the dress flies in the direction of the beach. It was practically transparent anyway, but this view is so much more …. enflaming. I reach up to tug her face down to mine, my mouth searching for hers, as my free hand drifts down the the fastenings of my breeches, struggling to free myself of the overly tight restriction.*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Sliding slowly backwards along thighs taught and unyielding, devilishly nimble fingers free the bindings, sliding his breeches slowly,deliberately taunting his tight restriction, once free casting them onto the beach* John meu amor I~ *Words fade laying my nubile form over his, seeking again his passionate kiss*

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DB_oi8lL_400x400*Wrapping my strong arms around her body, her smooth skin, soft and supple beneath my touch, trailing my fingers gently up and down her back, deepening the kiss, our tongues entwined, as my body shifts to accommodate her form, my hips moving of their own will, the gently lapping waves now the only thing cooling my ardour.*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Waves of ecstasy tantalise, teasing my need ,the soft touch of training fingers across creamy skin arching my frame molding with his in perfect harmony to the rhythmic dance of bodies entwined*

DB_oi8lL_400x400*I break the kiss and twist my head, nuzzling at her neck, placing tiny little tingling kisses on her flesh, each in a different spot to the previous, tasting the salt on her soft skin, as my hips continue their rhythmic dance. The waves crash over us as our passions reach their own crescendo, lost in the foam of the waves, and lost in our own world*

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DB_oi8lL_400x400 ( Jason Mraz – “A World With You” (Live @ Mraz Organics’ Avocado Ranch)
1ZQ_2Wmp*I stride confidently through the corridors of the fort, whistling a happy tune to myself. I pause by a window, looking out into the inner courtyard. is sat under the rose arch, her eyes closed, her pale face raised to the morning sun. Actually, her skin has taken on a much healthier glow of late. The sun must be doing her good. And the sea air. I smile to myself and head to my desk, pulling out a quill and parchment. I hesitate. This is not my strong point. This will have to be one attempt, and one only, before I lose the courage to try. I scratch out the words, staring skywards occasionally for inspiration. Laying down the quill, I read it through, cringing inwardly. I sigh. This was not a good idea. But it is the kind of idea that appeals to Aurore. I pluck one single red rose from the bunch on my desk that Aurore placed there before breakfast, and head to her room, quickly, before I think better of it. I place the parchment on her pillow, with the rose laid on top of it, before retreating to the armoury. I need to count some swords to calm my mind.*
Captain Treville minister for war
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1The sultry warm breeze weaves its magic spell as I lay breathless on pure white sheets, creamy skin glimmers in the golden  moonlight which dances through the open window, enticing my semi naked form to frolic in the sensual Paso Doble, shimmering moonbeams sculpting entwined figures who sweep effortlessly with graceful style across the silk drapes that form a canopy around my bed drift, enticing the silk as it is drawn across my semi naked form.Mesmerised, drawn into the dance as breath deepens breast rise and fall to the rhythms of the dance; entwined forms glide bending and yielding in perfect harmony their graceful figures slipping gracefully between the fluttering silk cape swirling with elegance as the dance reaches an exquisite crescendo, only to entice me to join. Slipping creamy long legs over the edge on the bed, long elegant fingers caress long tendrils trailing down across creamy peaks, rising from the bed bare feet join the dance across the sandstone floor, long tendrils bounce revealing hidden treasure caressing peaks of delight, nubile form swaying, sweeping around in circles my bare feet turning faster and faster the euphoric splendour inducing a burning need only John can satisfy. Glancing at my reflection my creamy form glowing with pale hues golden long dark tendrils falling with allure around shoulders shimmering in the moon’s golden light slender curves draped in the gossamer fabric of my chemise. Lifting a bottle of rose perfume placing with a feather touch the erotic zones of a swan like neck, gently down across breasts which rise and fall with each breath, trailing the scented perfusion across creamy flesh leaving its heavenly aroma through the vales between full breasts.Chocolate eyes glance with misty allure upon John’s red rose, lifting the exquisite flower in elegant fingers brushing the delicious petals against full peach lips. Wrapped within his strong arms only will satisfy the burning desire, enchanted by the magic of the dance bare feet step silently across the warm sandstone my silhouetted form dressed in touched light along the passageway to his room.*

 Entering quietly his quarters cradled in protective arms a basket containing champagne with strawberries concealing the scant chemise covering my growing desire placing the basket next to the bed, looking down at my sleeping Adonis’s I Slowly crawling sensually onto the soft cotton sheets adorning the bed, the barest of covering shielding his loins, brown tendrils caressing sensually his bare flesh as trailing soft kisses tantalise move up his well-defined torso illuminated in golden moonlight my desire growing in the warm sultry night, lips parted they brush his with a feather touch whispering* Meu amor!

1ZQ_2Wmp*stirs half awake, unsure what has disturbed my sleep. A breeze through the window perhaps. An open door. There is a chill to my skin that is not normally there. A line, up my torso. An unfamiliar weight on the bed. And a smell … of roses*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Soft breath whispers against cheek* Meu amor * Tracing long fingers on the outline of his, trailing down towards his well toned torso,tantalising his senses,arousing his inner need*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I stretch and wriggle, both trying to escape the touch and lean into it more, at the same time. my senses confused in my semi somnolent state. Hearing a voice, familiar, close to my ear, I force my eyes open in surprise.* Aurore? What … what are you doing here? Are you alright?

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Resting a finger against parted lips halting his words* John nothing is wrong, I could not sleep, I needed to be with you.

1ZQ_2Wmp*I wipe a hand over my bleary eyes* You woke me up to tell me that? *I try to slide over in the bed, to make room for you*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1* Sliding an elegant arm across resting my head on his shoulder, the warmth of his body a comfort,a place of shelter from the misery of the times we are forced to endure* There is a gift on the table,if you care for supper.

1ZQ_2Wmp*I frown, finally waking.* Supper? You woke me for supper? Oh, this had better be good. *I kiss her nose gently, trying to peer over her to the table.* There better be something to drink.

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Eyes twinkle with mischief dark lashes sweep across concealing my intentions. Laying my nubile form provocatively covering the firmness of taunt stomach muscles, carefully reaching for the champagne,with nimble fingers taking a strawberry popping the luscious morsel into moist lips,placing the offering against into to his mouth seeking the fullness of his desire*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I raise an eyebrow* Now, that’s cheating. *I grin, taking the strawberry in my lips, tasting the juices as they drip into my mouth, gazing into her eyes as I bite the strawberry, chewing it slowly, savouring the flavour.* Supper could take a long time at this rate.

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1“We have all night Meu amor”.*Delicately selecting another tantalising morsels of delight brushing the passionate fruit across his mouth, pressing full lips against his biting down hard as the fruit succulently moistens our kiss*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I lick the excess strawberry juices fro her lips with a smirk* Not quite what I mean when I said there had better be something to drink, but it’s close I suppose. *I reach around her body and tug her close to me, nestling her body against mine, hiding the grin* Hmmm, you know I can’t help thinking I didn’t think this through. Can you still reach supper?

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1 *Raising my long leg across his muscular thighs,sliding my near naked form to sit aside . Eyes twinkle with translucent allure, reaching for the bottle tilting slightly I begin to trickle the cold champagne in droplets on to his his chest, bending forward seductively,looking deep into to his eyes * Did you want a drink John, *Dark eyes twinkle* you seem to be wet!

1ZQ_2Wmp*I roll my eyes, staring at my glistening torso, running a finger through the moist droplets, before sucking it dry …. slowly.* Sticky too. I’m going to need a bath. Luckily, there is one to hand …. *Moving quickly, I grab you in my arms, lifting you from the bed, levering myself off the bed and crossing the room, your body all that covers my own naked body pushing open the door with my foot and turning you slightly in my arms, so that you can see the bath, half full with water I frown a little thoughtfully, a twinkle in my blue eyes* Of course, that water has been there for a little while. It might not be as warm as you’d like. Shall we test it?

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1“John! put /me /down now!”

1ZQ_2Wmp*I hold you over the bath in my strong arms, icy hues glittering in the moonlight* Well … if you’re sure ….*Slowly I release my hold, dropping you into the water with a splash and a smirk.* Is it warm enough, cara senhora?

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Gasping! as the tepid water tingles my warm creamy flesh,rising like venus from the glistening pool reaching and taking   hand pulling him into the water next to me*

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natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Sultry eyes gaze upon the adorned physique of John glimmering torso drizzled with champagne, his golden locks dripping with water as he emerges from under the tepid waters to stand proud waist deep, forming a coquettish smile I slowly slip the chemise from my shoulders allowing it to flow into the water exposing my naked form glimmering in the moonlight as it dances on the water.*

1ZQ_2Wmp*I stare down at her wet skin … at the unhidden expanses of wet skin, glistening in the moonlight, rivulets of water cascading down from her hair, weaving their way over her creamy skin, no longer caring that my torso is sticky from the champagne poured over me moments earlier. And strangely, no longer thirsting for champagne*

natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1* Slipping elegant arms across his broad shoulders, bushing soft kisses against his face trailing down his neck, slowly raising with grace my lithe long legs to wrap around his waist,thighs firmly gripping his hip long supple legs intertwined at his back, the flower of my desire blooming offering up to the glory of his manhood*

1ZQ_2Wmp*wrapping my strong arms around her, bending my head to nuzzle at her neck, savouring her taste … a strange mix of roses and strawberries … or maybe the taste of strawberries still lingers on my tongue. I drag my tongue around her neck to test the theory. The taste of strawberry fades, as she shivers slightly.* Cold, meu amor?
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Quivering as the sensation sends chills through my form yielding as he savours the strawberry from my swan like neck tilting my head backwards tempting his appetite for more.*
1ZQ_2Wmp*I trail my tongue slowly down from her neck, towards her shoulder … her soft, creamy, naked shoulder, my hands moving in small circles on her back, massaging gently with strong fingers*
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Whispering* Meu amore John!* My breasts rub gently against his firm chest, breath hitches waves of delight tingle through my frame, as his tongue dances creamy flesh*
1ZQ_2Wmp*I drag my tongue across to the other shoulder, making sure to dip under the collarbone, nuzzling softly at her skin*
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*My open flower crushed by his ardour, back arched head tilting back my swan like neck exposed the breath hitching as full breast caress his firm chest enclosed within his strong arms his gently caresses arousing a greater need* John! take me over to the bed.
1ZQ_2Wmp*I hitch her higher in my arms, striding carefully out of the bath and head towards the bed, leaving a trail of bath water behind us, damp footprints on the sandstone floor, that will quickly dry in the balmy night air, much as the water is already drying on our skin. I kneel on the edge of the bed, toppling forward slowly, breaking our fall with my arms so that I don’t crush her beneath me. I grin down at her, my passion rising as I take in the magnificence of her naked body*
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Liethe supple legs release there hold softly resting against his back, as gently he lays me on the cool cotton sheets,chocolate eyes with hues darkening filled with love and desire look deeply into his twinkling blue eyes. Touching his face softly with full lips seeking his lips on mine*
John and Aurore in bed
1ZQ_2Wmp*I dip my lips to hers, kissing her deeply … fiercely …. passionately … feeling the blood pump through my body, wanting her, needing her, needing her to want me*
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Warm shivers tantalise every fibre of my frame my flower crushed by his ardour, back arched meeting his need, head tilting towards his deep passionate kiss tongues entwined, my breath hitching as full breast caress his firm chest strong arms wrapped around my frame two bodies entwined in the dance of the paso doble in the sultry air of the night, swaying in rhythmic joining as waves of exquisite pleasure transcend through our silhouetted form dressed only in the moonlight, whispering * My love, I need you! You will never know how much.
1ZQ_2Wmp*I deepen the kiss, my tongue dancing with hers .. mmm strawberry … groaning into her mouth, my skin pressed against hers*
natalie-portman-goes-nude-for-diorskin_4_1*Tongues dance entwined eagerly seeking the deepened kiss, our bodies move in rhythmic pleasure slowly enticing the cascading waves that pulse through our entwined forms. Laying together peacefully sleeping within his protective arms my head resting blissfully on his shoulder until first light shows on the horizon heralding the new dawn
336177_1259850319067_fullSultry evening filled with such passion has now evaporated with the heralding dawn, silently leaving John brushing a tender kiss to his sleeping lips, whispering* “You will ever know how much I need you! meu amor” *Slipping elegant long legs over the side of his bed bare feet touch the now cold sandstone, as a storm builds out to sea. Once again my journey is alone facing nature’s vengeance on a ship bound for Catalan as an agent for France, hurriedly scratching a note to john, laying it on the pillow where my head had rested in his strong arms, glancing back at his sleeping features my heart breaking not knowing if I will rejoice in our love again. Returning to my room now dark filled with gloom, red rose illuminating the darkness, lifting its tender petals to my lips in a soft kiss. I pack that which will be needed on the mission the rose pressed in the pages of a book, treasured until the day we meet again, without trace, the sunshine now enveloped by the approaching storm I leave the fort with a heavy heart.*

  images (14)A few days before my departure from the fort my thoughts turn homeward to happier days with dear friends and  my heart aching for their companionship the laughter we shared. With no possibly way without jeopardising our safety the purchase of a gift with the symbol of my name will be sent to Noor. So carefully I wrapped the exquisite silver box, sculpture with red roses on the lid in soft silk, placing the precious parcel within a wooden box lined with straw with the help of a trusted servant of Johns the wooden was sealed with a simple card inside inscribed with a rose and the letter A.*
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*Concealed within the straw lining a letter coded,to my dearest uncle against his wishes my mission now will place me in great danger.My trusted servant  will deliver both to and ,in the knowledge my identity is safely kept*