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Loving Rosalie was not an easy thing, yet poor Kaspar could do nothing else, the very thought of her husky voice, her small form and those amber eyes enough to make his blood boil. There were others before her, there probably will be others still, but she….. She was what he could not have, what he should not have and the knowledge of that made it all the more attractive. He a common Sergeant in the Condotierre with the daughter of a Merchant Lord, the dreaded “Snake”, the sister of his son, Kaspar’s own flag officer. The fact that she was as beautiful as sin did not help one bit either.

He too knew the coach was not the best of places for love-making, and he felt the exertion taking its toll, but he simply could not stop, would not stop. Days had passed since his last visit, his first visit, and she had been ever so close, he could smell her thyme scented perfume as he passed through the Embassy. He had her now, and he was not going to let slight discomfort, nor a rather bad discomfort make him stop. He did not have the luxury of looking outside, savoring the moment, the touch of her skin against his, his hand on her round bottom, their bodies joined. It felt divine and he did not want it to end, though it was a foolish effort. “Rosalie. Mio amore. Now you are finally mine.”
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He owned her. He moved in her and she was helpless to stop him. Her position was precarious, not to mention the fact her limbs were so weak of passion that even if she wanted to stop him she couldn't have. She was lost to this passion. Rosalie groaned helpless as excitement left her weak..

Yet in a small part of her mind something nudged. Something about the disgrace of their passion, something about being owned, didn't quite sit right. Rose was in charge and she wanted it to be known, right down to the fibers of Kaspar's body. Next time. Next time it would be different.
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Had it not been for the passion he felt, for the almost painful need that burned in his veins, to the constant swaying and shifting of the coach, and the ludicrous position they were in, Kaspar might have tried to make it last longer, but he was merely human. As he neared his end, Rosalie rump was pushed more and more each time, disrupting her already precarious balance. It was with the final push and a hushed grunt that she was pushed too far, her arms giving in, making her tumble forward onto her elbows.

Thankfully, it was over by than, Kaspar's labored breathing clearly audible in the creaking coach amidst the clatter of hooves. His hand's caressed Madam Consul's bare bottom almost reverently, before he pulled away, giving her behind one final pat. Hands on her hips steadied her, tugging her upright, as the dress started getting in the way once more, but it was too late for it to interfere too much. His chuckle came. "That wasn't so bad after all. Would have been better without a dress, but we managed just fine."
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Post by Rosalie Marcada »

Rosalie's tumble into the cushions neatly covered her own moan as Kaspar's continued pressure send her over the edge as he filled her to the hilt. Not a flicker too soon either for her leg was feeling a horrible cramp.

Feeling a mess, her dress somewhat crumpled as was her hair and make up, not to mention that something was running down her legs, Rosalie glared up at the wickedly grinning Kaspar, unable to resist kissing him. "Damn you," she whispered huskily, her laugh belying her pout "If we are found out we are both dead, you know that. We'll both go straight to the Nether." She kissed him some more "I love you Mio Amore," she whispered, "never forget that.
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By the One, she is gorgeous. A challenge. Ever a challenge. He did not answer her, simply kissing her back and letting the passion he poured into it tell her all she needed to know. For a few flickers more he held her close in the swaying coach and then he let go of her and sighed. "Sit down, mio amore. Let me repair the damage I have done before we go to the party."

Kaspar's strong arms urged Rosalie to sit, the Sergeant kneeling before her and reaching for a silken handkerchief in his pocket and first cleaned up the mess he had made, his hands then moving to smooth the creases on her dress, to retie the lacings of her corset. He even wiped away a few smudges of her make-up, working in silence, saying nothing, smiling softly and humming a tune as he worked. Once her hair was brought to order once more, he tugged a few curls loose of its binds and leaned back, letting his gaze travel across Madam Consul's form. "Perfection." Then he knocked on the roof and the coach moved faster as Kaspar moved to bring his own appearance to order, pouring some water on his hair from a small flask and smoothing it back before slumping in the seat opposite her to don the tabard on once more.

OOC: We are done whenever you feel like it.
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Rosalie chuckled as he attended to her like a maid. The fact that he knew so much about corsets worried her faintly but she put it out of her mind. "Now, let us pretend to be innocent at least, Mio Amore."

- Fin!
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