Date: 2009-12-07 05:40 am (UTC)
Jocelyn took his kiss and pressed herself into him again just as she had in the gardens of the Chateau de Rochefort. But this was different. Azazeal's kiss was just as heady and made her heart race just as fast as it had in the rainy garden.

In the Realm of Dreams, as she well knew, there were things that could happen that would have no reprocussions on the Realm of Waking. Conversely, however, some things awlays affect all other realms. Jocelyn was not unaware of the spell that Azazeal had cast upon her and oddly she had no desire to struggle against it, in fact it was oddly comforting.

There was so little by way of clothing between them now. Her nightdress in the garden had been thin and transparent when wet in the rain, but now, the web that covered her young body could have torn with just a breath or a touch.

Jocelyn felt the same pull within her stomach and her heart ached and her body tingled wanting him to touch her again just as he had in the garden. But she also knew that between them there would be more, much more.

As she opened to Azazeal's kiss, she took a breath, inhaling him into he lungs, her jaw opening slightly beneath his. With trembling fingers she reached out to him, her fingers seeking out the buttons on his shirt to pull away that which still kept them apart.
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