A Night of the Ball

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

" This can be very risky, your honor can be stained " .He said softly between his lips, caressing his nose with his and in a few seconds his lips got rubbed and Beckett thought that it was risking that one very much. She was a maiden, a young maiden and he a 36-year-old, too old man for her, but it was so delightful.....

[amandine]

Amandine kissed him, and not softly like most had expected. It was not her first kiss. She knew what to do, and pulled him closer. Propriety be damned.

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"I know what the people of Port Royale say about her. I am not daft, but I do love her, and only wish the best for her." He paused, "Like any father would."

[Ace]

"My apologies Admiral... of coursse you do" Niamh said, but her eyes were still filled with amusement.

[amandine]

"Now, does anyone want to help me search for my daughter?" He asked looking at the three people around him.

[Ace]

Niamh looked at Jack and Charlotte and then back at the Admiral. Her mind went quickly over the possibilities this would present her. She might be able to manipulate the situation... and it might proove to be important later.

"Aye, I'll help. Cannot say anything about the lady nor the cap'n Sparrow" she told him.

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

: The reaction of Cutler Beckett was of surprise, it opened completely his eyes between the darkness, his hands in a few seconds released his waist when he felt his lips, when she throwned with savagery towards him, but he reacted to the moment, it could not resist to his lips. His hands took her again of the waist and throwed her towards him corresponding her to his kiss. His lips were opened and devoured theirs strongly, between silent groans of pleasure, even she there must be noticed the physical excitement of him. The darkness ate up both.

[amandine]

Amandine pulled away slowly, opening her eyes. A grin was plastered on her face, she licked her lips, and said, "Mhm, you've had some wine yourself."

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

"Well, do you like the wine, not?". Asked to her smiling in his lips, rubbing them with theirs, wishing of kissing her again ...... " My lips taste to wine, a delightful wine. "Do you want drink more?".

[amandine]

"It would seem right, but I don't want to go back there. We've here for quite some time. I don't feel like hearing the murmurs..." She let go of him, and sighed, "They're quite annyoing."

[Lord Cutler Beckett]

He took his hands and asked her softly. " Where you want to go, Amandine? "