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Harry Fisher (social_climber) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-04-27 17:31:00

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A Visit To A Client
Subject: A Visit To A Client
Where: The London Streets and Lord Mountford-Miles' city residence
Who: Harry Fisher
Open to: Lord Eward, whoever else Harry might meet and converse with on the way

Harry enjoyed mornings. True, he had been delayed at Marguerite York's home for several hours and had missed the early morning rush of tradesmen, market-stall owners, cart-drivers, pickpockets and burglars heading home, but the streets were still busy enough. One or two even gave him a nod as he walked past, and he returned it, placing each of those who greeted him in the social map in his head. Fred Jenkins, gambler; Robert Ewing, debtor; Sarah Bristol, two-penny girl...
And then he filed it all away and walked on, hands in his pockets, enjoying this walk through the cobbled and dirt-track streets.It wasn't more than twenty minutes walk, once he'd crossed one of the Ramsgate Bridge, and with his thoughts on the prospects of another job, and the pretty young widow he had danced with the night before. Lyttelton, that was her name. Pretty thing. He'd have to arrange to bump into her again at some point. And there he was, at the door of Eward's house. He lifted his hand to knock, and then had second thoughts. Why bother the staff from tending their master's delicate head? He could let himself in. And he did, moving through the garden of the house, finding himself an open window that led into the scullery, climbing through, and then calmly walking through the kitchens and servant's quarters tell he found himself in a rich, over-decorated hallway.

"Eward!" He called, "You drunk, where are you?"

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social_climber
2008-05-14 04:10 pm UTC (link)

Harry smiles, hand sliding a little higher up her leg, enjoying the kiss and letting her deepen it, his other hand sliding down from her hair, down her spine. Used to whores and easy women, it wasn't a matter of how far he would go, but how far he could go before his brain's good sense interrupted his body's lusts.

And it didn't yet, which gave him the opportunity to use his body to push her down onto the bed, hand moving to rest on her thigh, other resting on the quilt just past her shoulder, effectively pinning her down.

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	theinnocent 2008-05-14 04:17 pm UTC (link)
	Abby easily moves back, making a soft noise as he pins her down. She certainly isn't going to complain about this sort of thing. Her hands moved to his back, pulling him closer as her back arches into him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-14 04:26 pm UTC (link)
	He pauses then, leaning down to brush his lips over hers, before kissing her hard, hand running up from her thigh, over her abdomen and slowing over her breasts, before breaking the kiss again, hand still lingering. "If I didn't know you as well as I do, I would say you were wicked." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-14 04:35 pm UTC (link)
	A soft moan escapes her as he kisses her hard, her fingernails raking down his back. She gasps as his hands move over her breasts, and she leans up, wanting more. "Wicked?" she asks, a mischievous smile on her face. "Whatever makes you say that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-14 04:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Everything about you." He replies, squeezing to prove his point, his eyes darkening, his hand moving down again, resting on the lowest point of her abdomen. "Perhaps... you could model that necklace for me... without any else distracting from it?" Harry asks, as his fingers pick at her dress. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-14 04:56 pm UTC (link)
	She makes a little squeak as he squeezes, closing her eyes for a moment. "I- yes," she whispers, nodding. "I'd like that very much." She helps him to remove her dress, her own hands moving to his own clothing, untying ties and unbuttoning buttons. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-14 05:06 pm UTC (link)
	Harry tuts, gently taking her hands off his clothes. "You're the model." He said, looking over her, lips turning upwards, "Get up and let me look at you properly." He says, clearly enjoying himself. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-14 05:13 pm UTC (link)
	Abigail pouts as he pulls her hands from his clothing, then kisses him once more before sitting up. She glances to the door, which is still cracked open and slides out of bed, making her way over to close it before turning back to Harry with a playful grin. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-15 08:24 am UTC (link)
	He watched her, eyes fixed on her, enjoying the way she moved. Much more graceful without the clothes to restrict her... He holds out his hand to her, pulling her down onto his lap, tipping his head up to kiss her, his hands moving down her back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-15 01:16 pm UTC (link)
	She takes his hands as she reaches him, straddling his lap as he tugs her down. It's arousing, being undressed while he still has his clothes on-- though she has to admit that she wishes they were off. She returns his kiss, making a soft noise as his hands trail down her back. "Harry," she whispers against his lips. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-15 02:00 pm UTC (link)
	He groans softly, hips bucking upwards against her, hands running from her back, over her sides and down to her hips, grinding them together. "Hmmmm?" He murmurs, eyes half-closed, looking over her, and happily looking down, enjoying the exposure of her breasts. "What can I do for you, little Miss Abigail?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-15 02:28 pm UTC (link)
	"Just don't stop," she says, moving against him. Her hands move back to his shirt, wanting to unbutton it. She didn't know if he'd let her, but it was still worth a shot. "Please..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-15 02:53 pm UTC (link)
	Harry lets her fingers move to his shirt, too concerned now with her hips and breasts again him, kissing her again, and again, having to break the series of kisses as the shirt and jacket are pushed down off his shoulders, the scars and disfigurations bared. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-15 03:06 pm UTC (link)
	Abigail likes these kisses, and she leans back just slightly as he does, pushing his shirt and jacket down, dropping them to the floor behind her. She is surprised to see the scars there; but doesn't draw any more attention to them, outside of her leaning over and pressing a gentle kiss to one at his shoulder. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-15 03:20 pm UTC (link)
	He groans again, head turning slightly to watch her lips brush against the knife-scar on his shoulder, his hands moving back down to the lowest point of her spine, and them moving lower still. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-15 03:29 pm UTC (link)
	A shiver runs down her back as his hands trail down, and she pulls herself closer to him. She turns her head, kissing him softly once before deepening it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

social_climber
2008-05-16 09:23 am UTC (link)

Kissing her back is certainly enjoyable, but it isn't what he wants to be doing to the young woman in his lap, especially after her movements have put far too much pressure on his hips for him to concentrate fully. His hand slides from her backside, over her thigh, and to the fastenings of his trousers, fumbling to undo them.

Have we changed the warnings on this post to NC-17?

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	theinnocent 2008-05-16 09:28 am UTC (link)
	Abby sits up on her knees, helping him to undo and tug down his trousers. It isn't long before they are off, and she settles back down in his lap. She can feel him against her-- all of him-- and she shivers in anticipation. No, I don't believe we have. :) (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

social_climber
2008-05-16 10:35 pm UTC (link)

He shifts slightly, pulling her closer, and letting her knees rest either side of his hips on the bed, his hands stroking up over her hips. This way, his head was level with her breasts, and it wasn't a bad view.

He glanced up, having to tip his head to meet her eyes, but it didn't bother him, and rolled his hips up, eyes closing as he worked his way inside of her, his grip tightening on her.

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	theinnocent 2008-05-16 11:02 pm UTC (link)
	She closed her own eyes as she felt him enter her and she moaned, softly. Her hands slid up his arms, resting lightly on his shoulders. She paused, with him fully inside her, taking a moment to be used to the feel of him before she began to move her hips against his. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-17 09:36 am UTC (link)
	He let her settle the pace, enjoying the way she moved against and above him, the gyrations of her hips against him only increasing the pressure, and he couldn't help but buck back against her as she moved against him, sliding deeper, his grip shifting as he tipped his head up, kissing her again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-17 03:11 pm UTC (link)
	Her hands slid from his shoulders, down his back, fingernails gently raking along his skin. She couldn't help the small noises that escaped her as she moved, sounds getting lost in the kiss as she leaned down to let her lips meet his. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	social_climber 2008-05-18 10:36 am UTC (link)
	Harry rolled his hips against her again, stroking over skin and breaking the kiss. "Like that?" He asked her, smirking slightly as he bucked up inside her once more. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theinnocent 2008-05-18 02:06 pm UTC (link)
	"Ah-aye," she whispered, crying out as he bucked up again. Her hands moved over his skin, gently running over his scars-- there were more than she had ever realized, and a part of her wondered about the story behind each of them. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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