Oh jaaane~
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Thread Topic: Oh jaaane~
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She let out a soft noise of pain, balling her hand into a fist, closing her eyes to word off the tears that flooded to her eyes. Finally, Janette let off a small cry. "Please s-stop!"
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Philip did in fact stop, midway through the cut. The sword barely in her skin. "What?" He blinked, looking at her face. Feelings. They were no longer when he would have a drink. Something could be sad or amusing, but he wouldn't feel the same way.
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"It hurts," She pleaded, trying to pull her arm away. "Please stop. Please.."
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He eyed her warily and pulled it up as blood started to trickle. "Hm, I'm tired anyways." He mumbled, and cut the rope to one arm. He went over to to her legs and cut the rope there, not bothering to get rid of what would be left on her leg. He left the rope on her right side. "Your staying tied here. Don't want you causing any more trouble.."
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Raising the cut to her lips, she wiped the blood off, trying to cool the burning pain down with her saliva. It hurt, and badly. At that moment, she didn't care about the pirate, but only that it hurt, and was so tired, and she was never going to see her parents again, and.. Maybe she could. The idea that was forming in her head was a risking one, but it would be worth it. "I have a question," She told the pirate, watching him carefully. "If I.. If I give myself to you, would you.. Would you give me an hour of my own time at the next place your ship docks?"
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He had sat on a barrel, and begun wiping the blood off with an old rag. He looked up for a moment, considering her offer. "I suppose," He smiled. "But how old are you now?"
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"Sixteen. I don't think it matters, though. I was engaged at home, so.. I'm old enough to.." She shrugged, sitting up as much as much as the restraint would allow.
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His lip twitched at the response. "Hmm, that's nice." He got up, sheathed his sword, and set it in his small wardrobe. "We should get this over with." He said unbottoning his shirt.
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"Can you untie my other hand? I can't.. I can't undress myself with it like this." She watched Philip move, the way he unbuttoned his shirt showed that he had done this before.
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After he slipped his shirt off, he grabbed his sword, and went to the bed to cut her rope off. At this one, the knot came undone, as well, and fell to the floor. He went back the area he started to take him clothes off, and continued, starting with his boots.
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Janette watched him undress, and stood up, turning her back to him, slowly unhooking the buttons on the back of her dress, letting it fall down around her ankles. Her chest was bare, so all that was left of her clothing when she stepped out of her shoes and dress was her underwear. Somehow keeping her arms pinned to her side, she turned to face Philip, nervously.
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(Brb)
Philip shucked off his pants, being the last article of clothing. All that was left were boxer breifs, not that he worried. He walked up to her and lead her to his bed. "Just don't think about it." He whispered in her ear. -
(Kay.)
"I'm trying not to," She mumbled, allowing herself to fall back on the soft blankets. Janette shifted around a bit, finding a comfortable position. And then, she hooked a thumb in her underwear, pulling them down, tossing them aside. -
Philip took his breifs off as well, and took his position on top of her. He let a hand trail down her bare hip. "But you are.." He said before softly kissing her on the lips.
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"I've never.. Been with anyone before," She said, before his lips met hers, cutting off anymore words she had. She was surprised to find herself kissing him back, winding her hands into his hair.
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