07-27-2012, 06:26 PM
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 I Snuggle Werewuffs! Love Potioneer Moke
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Originally Posted by Macavity
Nigel looked relieved when Elinor agreed that he was fine which was what he had been trying to assure her. His head straightened up no longer wondering what she was going on about. And her obediant movement to his lap under his guiddance made Nigel more happy, the man nodding at her reasoning. "Yes, I am in love...very much in love with you." It was the first time he had been so loose in his proclaimation of his feelings towards the woman currently sitting with him. "Of course I do, Elinor, just as I love you." he replied, her arm over his shoulder bringing them oh so much closer. " I will always love you," the potions master added with a smile, leaning in to kiss her...first on the cheek. A contented sigh excaping him once more as he pulled away ever so slightly before looking her in the eyes once more. "And I am glad of that my dear Elinor. For you are my wonderful love and to think that I warrant your thoughts is simply...breathtaking." Nigel went once more for a kiss but this time he took a hand and turned her face better towards him before kissing her straight on the lips. Almost as if searching for his breath within her own. She giggled pretty hard. If he could really hear himself, Nigel would be as red as... There wasn't anything she might compare his potential coloring to. His words sounded lovely. If the situation wasn't so funny, she might've wept just a little.
But she couldn't be allowed to get carried away. He was under the influence of a pretty powerful potion. He could be saying these things about anyone. Valentina, for example. Anyone. "W--" She was once again cut off by a sudden move-- This time he kissed her right on the lips.
Okay. That was pretty... Okay.
She kissed him back with enthusiasm. He started it! She wasn't obliged to feel wierd about it. Finally, when she had to break the kiss, she figured she would try to get her sentence out before he did anything else. "Nigel, sweetheart, why don't you eat, and, if you'll let me, I'd like to brew you some... some fresh tea," she suggested, slowly moving to stand up, just to see if he would let her. She didn't know the antidote, but it was bound to be writen in Nigel's HUGE GINORMOUS book, wasn't it?
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