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Pygmalion (milk_and_ivory) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-08-11 21:35:00

Current mood:	awake
Entry tags:	galatea, pygmalion

Who: Pygmalion and Galatea
What: Master creator has his creation to fall at the feet of and worship. It's like having a live-in doll all over again!
When: Saturday night; August 10, 2012
Where: Galatea's apartment in SoHo.
Warnings: Sexy times

Pygmalion mapped out his route before trucking his way to Galatea's apartment. Every bus, taxi and the amount of time it would take him the moment he stepped foot from his door. He wouldn't show up a moment too soon or too late unless some unseen force decided to reroute his plans. He left room for era in regards to public transportation, but when things were completely off course it threw him into a tizzy. He had made one clear distinction of New York. Their subway system was a mess.

Galatea had poshed herself out in this side of the city. He was certain she'd managed quite well without him. She had an independent flare about her. He may have molded her body and every perfect feature of her face, but what remained was left up to the gods themselves. He worried what time may have done to her, if belief had deteriorated any of his work. Playwrights and poets delighted in molding them in their own mind, it had altered Pygmalion as well in appearance and mentality. It was the only way he'd not been able to seek her out so easily. Why the darling little Eurydice had been mistaken as his. When the skittish nymph pushed him away he knew for certain she had not been his Galatea.

He knocked on her door three times waiting with patience for her to appear so he could inspect every inch of her. He needed to familiarize himself with his work, because nothing until this point had ever been even a fraction of her perfection.

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ivorymade
2012-08-13 02:59 pm UTC (link)

Galatea had both Pygmalion and Aphrodite to thank for giving her life. One her Creator, and the other her Life. She would always love both unconditionally. That she was sure of. No amount of negative energy would pull her down. She was much too good for that.

Her maids had indeed not seen a man there before. Galatea did not walk about like a common harlot. She was too good for any of them. She was also very arrogant at times and it was often a topic of conversation among her maids about whether any man could handle her high standards. Apparently there was one.

"You may go for the night. Be here first thing in the morning," she called out to her maids.

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	milk_and_ivory 2012-08-13 05:12 pm UTC (link)
	It was obvious Galatea did not have men over. It was the way it should be. The maids hurried away, leaving Galatea to her boy toy for the night. When they were out of sight, Pygmalion kept kissing her, praising her in soft touches for her beauty. "Am I the first man they've seen here before?" He feathered her hair, those gorgeous golden locks. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ivorymade 2012-08-13 05:40 pm UTC (link)
	Galatea actually giggled a little at his kisses and the way his touch tickled her ever so slightly. She didn't exactly feel empty before, but somehow she felt whole again. As though her life was complete. She laughed, "Of course not. But you are the first man they've ever seen me invite over. I think they think me some sort of prude." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	milk_and_ivory 2012-08-13 06:22 pm UTC (link)
	"The must think me a disappointment." Most did not think sch beauty would be tied to an artist such as him. He wasn't plain, and he had handsome features, but he was a very different sort than his creation. He clipped her chin between his fingers. "You are hardly a prude." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ivorymade 2012-08-13 06:29 pm UTC (link)
	"That is utter nonsense," she scolded with a hint of teasing. "You could never disappoint. But they will never get to find out." She flirted so easily and even if she did often flirt with other men these days it was only Pygmalion who held any claim. She smiled sweetly, "Of course you would say that." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

milk_and_ivory
2012-08-13 07:27 pm UTC (link)

He stretched out, putting an arm alongside the back of the couch. He scooted back enough so he could take all of her in. He would never not admire his work. To say he didn't have fantasies would make him a saint, and while he condemed the world for their ugliness, his own thoughts were not. Not to him.

He held her hand, his thumb rubbing those dainty fingers. "You tease them don't you?" Many men would want her. They would all fail at having her.

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ivorymade
2012-08-13 07:38 pm UTC (link)

That was something Galatea didn't mind at all. While she would give herself to him at the end of the day, she enjoyed knowing his thoughts were on her. It meant she still had that hold on him. Of course, he would always have a hold on her because he was her Creator and therefore the most important person on Earth. Besides, she had her own fantasies.

She looked innocently at him, "Only a little. I've never so much as kissed another man."

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milk_and_ivory
2012-08-14 12:01 am UTC (link)

That pleased him. Greatly. She was perfect for anyone as beautiful as she, men who modeled probably lay at her feet. He laughed amused crawling overtop her so his shadow cast against her creamy skin. He hummed as their noses touched. "They all want you as a trophy," he wanted her as any lovesick man did. As his wife. She was his equal in ego, but she wouldn't push him away.

"Not so much as a kiss?" He teased her, kissing her forehead. It was amazing how in minutes he could fall over a woman so hard when he usually paid them no mind.

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	ivorymade 2012-08-14 12:27 am UTC (link)
	Honestly, Galatea thought the men she modeled alongside were all much too sensitive and arrogant than they should be. Some were attractive, yes, but she didn't find them appealing. She grinned a little, "They'll not have me." "How could I possibly betray you?" She said in return. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	milk_and_ivory 2012-08-14 12:55 am UTC (link)
	Each time he kissed her delicate skin he felt his own jump as if it were on fire. He was forever enamored with this woman. She made him feel. "You couldn't." He kissed her eyelids, her cheek, neck and any place that was soft against his lips. She even smelled divine. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ivorymade 2012-08-14 01:02 am UTC (link)
	Her eyes closed gently at his touch. It had honestly been much too long. She had missed her Pygmalion dearly and now that they were reunited she felt much more comfortable. "Exactly. No one could possibly make me happy the way you do," she said, kissing him gently. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	milk_and_ivory 2012-08-14 02:47 am UTC (link)
	"You made me feel," he said in a boyish voice. "I never looked at a woman the way I do you." He may have confessed that to her before, he may have not, but his eyes had been opened by her. He didn't react this way normally, this kind of behavior was almost absurd, but he couldn't help himself. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ivorymade 2012-08-14 12:20 pm UTC (link)
	Galatea smiled gently. She knew that, whether he had told her or not. Maybe it was the way he had spoken to her when was still nothing more than a statue, but somehow she had honed in on his feelings even when he didn't speak them. His actions also helped greatly with that. She kissed him, "I know." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

milk_and_ivory
2012-08-14 05:15 pm UTC (link)

Any kind of fear some men had of virginal women is the thing that had made Galatea such a prize for him. He'd created her in that image, as a contrast to the filth in his city. So, the fact that she was still devoted to him now made her just as pleasing.

He wasn't a lovesick puppy, but he was far more loose when he was with her. Marriage, which had once been a thing of status suddenly had become a thing of union. He gave up everything he had been to have her. He'd have given up his kingdom if it had been necessary.

Letting his arms fold in, he lay atop her gently, his hands still playing with her waves of blonde hair. She knew him without him saying a word, it was a truce only a creation and its creator could have. Even married couples today didn't always have that kind of connection. Theirs was quite special. She might one day turn to stone again and he'd still love her and marvel at her feet.

He broke their kiss to stare into her eyes. She could see his soul then. The words of love that flitted around his head but couldn't say as she'd completely enamored him. He let her kiss him again, completely lost in the moment.

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ivorymade
2012-08-14 06:37 pm UTC (link)

Virgins had always been treasures in their times. Nowadays women were so loose it made Galatea's head spin. Honestly, she found it a disgrace to people like her. Flirting was one thing, but she hated how someone people jumped from bed to bed. She believed most women were not virgins when they married now. The nerve.

She adjusted her legs so they were both more comfortable. A hand reached up to stroke his hair. As they kissed her heart beat just a little faster.

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