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[dragon_twin]

Dinner is always a noisy affair at castle Din-Gonwy. Angela found that out last night at her first one ever, when she was the centre of attention for all of five minutes until the main crowd accepted Melou's story of where she came from and who she was, and then got distracted by something else.

Tonight's meal isn't shaping up to be much different, except there's less whispering and more friendly (or indifferent) smiles given Angie's way.

They're seated not quite in the middle of the table, closer to the head. Melou passes her a glass of wine and smiles.

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[dragon_twin]

Which is just fine by him. He lets his hand drift down and reach under the hem of her dress, running his fingers lightly up her thigh.

His mouth, meanwhile, returns to hers, kissing her insistantly.

[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

She returns his kisses, blushing, and slides both hands up under his shirt, shoving it up a little bit.

She whimpers a little, trembling as he touches her. She wants the dress off now.

[dragon_twin]

Melou grins down at her and strokes her cheek, before leaning down for another kiss, taking his time.

He's not going to rush. After all, they've got all night.