This time Azazeal provided no shield to hide their movements from the other occupants of the chateau, letting Jocelyn prove her stealth. Of course, his own footsteps were silent without effort, and the only sense she had that he was following was his closeness and his hand wrapped around hers. He stood patiently in silence as she worked the bolts as quietly as possible. Again, he did nothing, although, his senses were reaching out to see if anyone was disturbed. Assured that she had done well in not awakening anyone, he followed her outside.
"New things are always good to try, and standing in the rain, among the elements is a very freeing experience." He leaned against the wall, smiling and charmed by her giggle. As she ran out into the downpour and just in her barefeet and nightdress that smile changed into something more hungry. She might not have any awareness of her body, but the way the soaked material clung to her skin, highlighting her young curves quite deliciously. Still keeping his eyes on her, he followed not minding the rain at all. Probably because although the drops appeared to fall on him, they didn't seem to have any effect, and while his coat grew damp, the rest of him remained dry.
He took her hand, this time sharing in her delight and mischief, as well as more subtly how her now nearly transparent nightdress frame two very nice, pert breasts. "I can't wait to see." And down the path they went, all the bit the friend and playmate she had always seen him as.
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Date: 2009-06-20 03:59 am (UTC)"New things are always good to try, and standing in the rain, among the elements is a very freeing experience." He leaned against the wall, smiling and charmed by her giggle. As she ran out into the downpour and just in her barefeet and nightdress that smile changed into something more hungry. She might not have any awareness of her body, but the way the soaked material clung to her skin, highlighting her young curves quite deliciously. Still keeping his eyes on her, he followed not minding the rain at all. Probably because although the drops appeared to fall on him, they didn't seem to have any effect, and while his coat grew damp, the rest of him remained dry.
He took her hand, this time sharing in her delight and mischief, as well as more subtly how her now nearly transparent nightdress frame two very nice, pert breasts. "I can't wait to see." And down the path they went, all the bit the friend and playmate she had always seen him as.