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Post by kasana on Nov 16, 2007 22:39:03 GMT
She simply sat there, watching him; she didnt kiss him anymore. I'm going to go to the Dutchman soon. Her eyes were as cold as ice as she stood on the ground, she watched him; "Why? What could you gain from kissing me?" she cooed.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 16, 2007 22:48:19 GMT
Beckett squinted the eyes feeling an uncomfortable heat in his crotch. It had to resist to his delight. She was a traitor , she was not trusting in her, it would never do it. " I will not kiss you again Kasana ". He even was feeling pain in his ltongue ....
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Post by kasana on Nov 16, 2007 22:49:51 GMT
"Then why did you even kiss me to start with?" she said with an icy tone, "I follow your orders and that is it. I'll not be your tortugan wench." she muttered; she kept an eye on him, a coldness in her eyes.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 16, 2007 23:02:44 GMT
" I alone say when, where and why . It is me who controls, not you, Kasana. " He said to her without be affecting, her looking at the eyes fixedly.
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Post by kasana on Nov 16, 2007 23:18:46 GMT
She nodded submissively, watching him; she let out a silent groan, watching the endeavour; I'll leave for the Dutchman soon. "Will you need me anymore today Lord Beckett?" she asked, keeping her head down.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 16, 2007 23:59:22 GMT
"No, you can go.....Came on , get out soldier". Said with coldness while was sitting down in his desk and was continuing with the letter, being sorry even a heat to cover his body, feeling his hand in his crotch, his tongue in his mouth, the pain ......
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Post by kasana on Nov 17, 2007 1:11:41 GMT
She watched him, nodding slightly as she approached him; kissing him with a fiery passion, she headed for the door. Wanting to go to the Dutchman.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 17, 2007 2:24:10 GMT
The impulse of his kiss did that his hands were fighting on his chair and his back crashed against the support. It expressed a groan when he felt his lips against theirs. And really it was not known that to do in those moments. Only that she will enjoy ...........
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Post by kasana on Nov 17, 2007 10:18:33 GMT
She simply watched, waiting for a reaction. She kissed him once more, this time with a small amount of passion; having heard the groan come from him. She could tell he had liked it, she kissed him once more with a ferocious passion.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 17, 2007 22:38:51 GMT
He, it was not touching it, was not embracing her, his hands were fighting strongly on his seat. Only he was feeling his lips on theirs, a few hungry lips that did not gad rest. In a few seconds it her corresponded to his kiss with the same ferocity that she, without rest, but ... he recovered the composure. " Get out, now Kasana ". He said to her separating the lips of theirs, trying to support the calmness, trying to support the control on if same.
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