Edmondia: (the last thing I has is... Edmondia: (That's cool.)
EnsTren: (She giggled)
Edmondia: (Well it is. And he rubbed his nose against hers
again.))
EnsTren wants to send file moo.htm.
Edmondia received C:\My
Documents\download\Edmondia\moo.htm.
Edmondia: They do not.
EnsTren: Do so.
Edmondia: I am not a dirty old man.
EnsTren: Are so! So are so!
Edmondia: ...does that make you Lolita?
EnsTren: I'm not sure, I'm legal.
Edmondia: It's probably illegal for me to be doing anything
of the sort.
EnsTren: How so?
Edmondia: He wrinkled his nose. Dirty old man.
EnsTren: She giggled.
Edmondia: He pouted at her. Well at least I'm still hot.
EnsTren: Yessss...
Edmondia: He tossed her a sultry smirk. So glad you
approve, hikari-mine.
EnsTren: Do you enjoy being a pervy old man?
Edmondia: When I get to play with a luscious young thing
like you? Hell yeah.
EnsTren: Hikari posed and smirked.
Edmondia: He gave an appreciative whistle.
EnsTren: Then please touch your luscious young
thing, please?
Edmondia: Oooh? Where shall I touch her?
EnsTren: Anywhere you want.
Edmondia: Ooo. Flirting with danger.
EnsTren: She gave him saucy smirk.
Edmondia: He looped his fingers into her belt loops and
pulled her closer. Hmn, you don't mind an old pervert
grabbing you?
EnsTren: Only if you're the old pervert.
Edmondia: I'll kill anyone else who tries.
EnsTren: She purred and rubbed against him. Ooh, tell
me that again!
Edmondia: He purred and squeezed her butt. I said I'll kill
anyone else who tries to touch you.
EnsTren: She moaned and moved her hips in small
concentric circles in his lap.
Edmondia: Does that please you? He squeezed again,
rubbing against her.
EnsTren: Yess...Yes it does. She shifted her position,
straddling and pushing more.
Edmondia: One hand remained firmly planted on her butt
while the other slid up her shirt. Mmm - and why does that
please you?
EnsTren: Protecting me...
EnsTren: Make me safe.
EnsTren: Don't have to be afraid.
Edmondia: He smiled wickedly at her. My wife. Mine.
EnsTren: Forever.
Edmondia: He squeezed her again. I love you.
EnsTren: Iloveyou.
Edmondia: He smirked at her, pushing up against her. You're
dead sexy, by the way.
EnsTren: She pushed back, smiling faintly and resting her
hands on his chest, fingers just curling over his shoulders.
Flatterer.
Edmondia: He rubbed his hands down her body, grinning. I
only speak the truth, my precious light.
EnsTren: flattering biasedyamimine
Edmondia: He gave her another squeeze. Honest yami-yours.
EnsTren: She nuzzled and sighed, arguing this point
never worked.
Edmondia: He idly slid his hand down her pants and started
toying with the waistband of her panties.
EnsTren: She watched his hand idly, no threat, no
threat, she told herself.
Edmondia: Hee, this is fun.
EnsTren: See? You are a dirty old man. At least you
don't hang my panties up on the wall or sick things
like that.
Edmondia: Ew, who would do that?
EnsTren: Sick perverted old men.
Edmondia: I may be a perverted old man, but I'm not sick.
Gah, is it just so they can have the illusion of getting laid,
keeping girls' panties around?
EnsTren: Who knows? I'm not a sick perverted old
man.
Edmondia: Thank the gods for that!
EnsTren: You're just normally perverted.
Edmondia: I'm also dead sexy.
Edmondia: Speaking of which, if I start wearing really really
tight pants, will people think I'm gay?
EnsTren: I don't know.
Edmondia: 'cause I saw these jeans that I want...
EnsTren: I won't think you're gay.
Edmondia: You've got ample proof that I'm not. And I want
you to stare at me.
EnsTren: She blushed and kissed him impetously.
Edmondia: He grinned into the kiss. Do you like staring at
me?
EnsTren: Yee-eesss...
Edmondia: I like it when you stare at me.
Edmondia: Am I pretty?
EnsTren: Yes.
Edmondia: He smiled almost shyly and squeezed her. I'm
glad you think so.
EnsTren: She nuzzled under his jaw.
Edmondia: He purred.
EnsTren: Hikari was warm and fit perfectly in his arms
Edmondia: Pretty hikari. Love you.
EnsTren: Pretty Yamimine, love you.
Edmondia: He smirked at her. Hikari, can I come to school
with you?
EnsTren: As solid, or not?
EnsTren: And why?
Edmondia: 'Cause it'd be fun and I wanna mock people?
EnsTren: Mock them for what? Not that she needed
and excuse herself to mock people, at least not much of
one.
Edmondia: I dunno, I just wanna be snarky.
EnsTren: Go for it!
Edmondia: I can come to school with you?
EnsTren: Yes, if you promise to mock the mutt.
Edmondia: The things I do for you...
EnsTren: You want to as much as I do.
EnsTren: And you know it.
Edmondia: Heh. Maaaaaaybe.
EnsTren: She nibbled.
Edmondia: He wriggled. Will I have to wear one of your icky
uniforms?
EnsTren: I'd suggest being insubstanal.
Edmondia: But if I'm insubstantial I can't beat the crap out
of the boy who sits two rows behind you and has been making
eyes at you for the past week.
EnsTren: ...what?!
Edmondia: You didn't notice?
EnsTren: No...
Edmondia: The skinny one with the dark hair and good
cheekbones?
Edmondia: He's been staring at you and pissing me off.
EnsTren: ...You noticed his cheekbones?
Edmondia: One must always notice a rival's good points.
And proceed to mercilessly crush them.
EnsTren: What if you can't? Can't crush them? No
matter what?
Edmondia: Then you kill him.
EnsTren: What about my rival?
Edmondia: You have a rival?
EnsTren: Yugis. I can't win.
Edmondia: I'm talking about romantic rivals, pretty light.
EnsTren: Quietquiet sadsadlight.
Edmondia: Baby?
EnsTren: She curled against his chest.
Edmondia: I don't want you to feel the way they have to, he
murmured, tucking her head under his chin, I know I'm being
selfish but I don't want that to happen to you.
EnsTren: What to happen?
Edmondia: Bad things. Very bad things.
EnsTren: I'm confused. Speak simply.
EnsTren: And in order.
Edmondia: Power like that comes at a price.
Edmondia: If that's the cost of your winning...
EnsTren: If I win against them...? I don't want
power, I just want to win.
Edmondia: Win what?
EnsTren: Against them.
EnsTren: If I can break prophecy why can't I win
against them?
Edmondia: You won me from them.
EnsTren: ..?
Edmondia: You won me from them.
EnsTren: How? When?
Edmondia: By being you. And slowly, since we met.
Edmondia: I used to love Atemu best in all the world - and
his was a double-claim on my soul, by blood and by my own
vow.
Edmondia: I'm yours now.
EnsTren: ...But you're not a game.
Edmondia: But you won me.
EnsTren: Did I? Or did you win yourself for me?
Edmondia: Is there a difference?
EnsTren: Yes.
Edmondia: You won my heart, pretty light.
EnsTren: Because I am your light.
EnsTren: And he had two fold claim on you, I don't.
EnsTren: Because she was second best.
Edmondia: Yes you do.
EnsTren: ???
Edmondia: My soul is yours. That's one.
Edmondia: We're married. That's two.
Edmondia: When we have a family of our own, that will be
three.
EnsTren: But I might not be able to... do that for you.
Edmondia: If you want it badly enough, beloved, anything is
possible.
EnsTren: Even if it frightens me?
Edmondia: If desire overcomes fear, then I believe so.
EnsTren: It frightens me beyond all thought, all
reason.
Edmondia: There are ways around that, my love.
EnsTren: Terror.
Edmondia: I meant children, my love.
EnsTren: ...You are right.
EnsTren: (and I need sleep, nainai)
EnsTren is away at 11:44:39 PM.
Edmondia: (nainai)
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