LadyEnchantryss softly kisses, where her thumbs had touched, her fingers circling lightly over your temples, down to your neck, kneading gently. LordDrago melts. LadyEnchantryss kisses you softly, her fingers kneading and massaging your neck, thumbs stroking softly along your jawline. LordDrago 's hands slide along your sides, coming to a rest on your shoulders, massaging gently as he arches his neck slightly, inviting more. LadyEnchantryss turns to kiss your hand, her thumbs circling lightly on your cheeks. LordDrago rubs your shoulders in slow, deliberate circles. LordDrago says, "Hmm. . . I surrender. . . I give. You win. . . whatever you want, 'tis yours." LordDrago laughs softly. LadyEnchantryss says, "I want you to be happy. . . relaxed. . . comfortable. . . ." LordDrago is all of the above, and then some.

*** Shelley felt the warmth in her cheeks, spread lower. She brought one shaky hand to her chest, as if to steady the ever increasing pounding of her heart.
She inhaled a long, faltering breath, then turned back to her keyboard.
***

LadyEnchantryss' fingers stroke firmly across the back of your neck, pausing to circle softly under your ears, then to the front of your neck, stopping at your Adam's apple, where she gently presses her lips. LordDrago trembles slightly from the unexpected real pleasure from your touch, as his hands massage across from your shoulders, kneading gently before reaching to caress your cheeks. LadyEnchantryss' fingers stroke softly, caressingly, around your Adam's apple as she gently kisses. . . then rub gently up to your chin, following your jawline, to circle softly around your ears. LordDrago playfully tickles the nape of your neck, just below the hairline. LadyEnchantryss giggles softly as her fingers massage gently under your ears, then move in a slow spiral to the nape of your neck, her nails trace lightly in a slow, intricate circle. LordDrago laughs softly, brushing his fingertips along your jawline, to your chin, then lightly across your lips. LadyEnchantryss kisses your fingertips, allowing her tongue to lightly flick across them. LordDrago leans forward to kiss you where his fingers have touched, holding you tightly. . . kissing you softly, just because he wants a reminder for his dreams. LordDrago says, "My soul dies with each goodbye I must utter, and rejoices with each sweet embrace, m'lady." LadyEnchantryss clings tightly to Drago, and sighs. LadyEnchantryss says, "Parting. . . is like little pieces of death itself, m'lord. Yet, when I am in your arms, 'tis as if the sun has burst forth once again." LordDrago smiles, kissing Enchantryss repeatedly as he whispers. . . My heart goes with you this eve, my luv. . . 'tis a cloak of hope, warmth, and happiness that I gladly give to thee. . . ." LadyEnchantryss laughs delightedly, kissing Drago softly, whispering. . . And my heart goes with thee, my love. . .

*** Shelley grabbed a sheet of paper from her desk and fanned herself briskly. She brought her index finger up to her lips, placing a soft kiss, then gently touched Drago's name, on her monitor.
***

LordDrago embraces Enchantryss one more time. . . to carry the memory with him on his journey, and to speed his return. LordDrago says, "Fare thee well, my luv. . . ." LadyEnchantryss kisses Drago again and again, to seal his kisses, in her soul. LadyEnchantryss says, "Safe travels my love. . . ." LordDrago leaves with a lighter step, carrying the sweet endearments of an Angel from Heaven, within his heart. LadyEnchantryss blushes, sighing softly. LadyEnchantryss tells you, "Midnight, I think I'm falling in love! *laughs shakily* Hell, change that to I'm sure I am!" MystressMidnight tells you, "Hmmm, you need to talk?" LadyEnchantryss tells you, "Probably, but I have to go. I only have an hour to shower and change,before I have to be at work. But, I think I definitely need to talk to you." MystressMidnight tells you, "Okay Enchantryss, I'm here for ya, whenever. Have a great day. . . *chuckles softly* and I'm sure you will!"

*** Over the next several weeks, Shelley found herself thinking of LordDrago more and more. In the few hours of sleep she'd snatch nightly, she dreamt of a mysterious, romantic stranger.
At work, during dictation, fragments of the previous evenings encounter would fill her mind, and her cheeks would glow warmly. When prospective new clients would phone, she'd wonder if the voice on the other end could be the cryptic LordDrago.
And when home, Shelley devoted every spare moment, to log into the chat room.

***

LadyEnchantryss paces in front of the glowing hearth, the crackling fire warming her chilled hands. MystressMidnight says, "Oooo, we've added a fireplace to our cyber home now, huh? Nice touch, Enchantryss." LadyEnchantryss smiles sheepishly. LadyEnchantryss says, "Well, it seemed like the thing to do. A warm, rustling fire, just seems so romantic, you know?" MystressMidnight says, "Say no more, my friend. I understand completely. So, how is Drago, anyways?" Nightsmystery says, "Yeah, it seems like we never see him. . . or you, for that matter, anymore. And I miss his horse." LadyEnchantryss laughs softly. MystressMidnight chuckles in amuzement at Night. LadyEnchantryss says, "Oh, he's absolutely wonderful, perfect. . . ." MystressMidnight says, "Hey Enchantryss. . . I was wondering, are we ever going to meet that e-pal of yours? You said he chats, that he's the reason you came here. . . ." LadyEnchantryss says, "You know Midnight, I don't know. I've asked him to join us. It's funny, he's still not told me his chat name, either. I do know he's been very busy at work. He's a lawyer. Busy with trials, new clients . . . ." LadyEnchantryss shrugs her shoulders delicately. Nightsmystery says, "Hmmm, do you really want this guy to join us, Enchantryss? I mean, you and Drago have become, um. . . close." MystressMidnight says, "You're right, my beloved Night. It might be best he doesn't join us, Enchantryss. After all, you said the two of you have been e-pal's for almost a year. He might be jealous, of the time you spend with Drago. I've seen that happen here before, you know." Nightsmystery says, "Do you remember MistressChantel, my Mystress? She chatted for a long time, with *ponders* hmmm, I think his name was SpawnoftheDevil. I remember she said he could get quite jealous, if he found her chatting with other men." MystressMidnight says, "Yes, my pet . . . I do remember. I also recall Chantel emailing me, telling me they planned to wed, in reality. Seems they had similar interests, and such . . . and of course, here, you get to know each other so quickly, it's easy to fall in love." LadyEnchantryss says, "I hadn't thought of that, you're both right. *hugs you both* You are such wonderful, caring, thoughtful friends. I'm so glad I met you guys!" MystressMidnight smiles, returning your hug. MystressMidnight says, "Romances blossom, fail, start again. Know of one girl, left her marriage for a guy she met here. Actually, she was one of the lucky ones. He was a good guy, nice, honest . . . been married about a year now, they come online to say hi every now and then." Nightsmystery hugs. LordDrago runs into the room, grabs Enchantryss and kisses her deeply, just because he feels drawn. . . no, compelled to. LadyEnchantryss gasps, then laughs softly, caressing Drago's cheek lightly. LadyEnchantryss says, "I've really missed you, love!" LordDrago holds Enchantryss closely, her tender words playing upon his soul like a harpist's gentle touch. Nightsmystery says, "Wow. You sure have a way with words, Drago." MystressMidnight agrees, chuckling. LordDrago smiles in acknowledgement, before lowering his face yet again, to nip the lovely Enchantryss' bottom lip. LadyEnchantryss kisses Drago softly, her fingers lightly caressing his cheek. LordDrago turns his face to Enchantryss' soft caress and places a gentle kiss upon her palm, whispering softly. . . I could fill this room with a thousand of me, and still it would not suffice to prove my love of thee, m'lady. LadyEnchantryss quivers, a tear welling up in her eye. MystressMidnight clears her throat, whispering. . . Come, my beloved Night. Let us leave the lovers in privacy. Nightsmystery nods at his beautiful, wonderful, thoughtful Mystress, as he whispers. . . Of course, O'Exalted One. But I must admit, they do bring a tear to my eyes. LadyEnchantryss blushes deeply, whispering shyly. . . I think I love you, m'lord. LordDrago kisses Enchantryss softly while caressing her cheek, whispering with certainty. . . As I love you, m'lady. Nightsmystery knows he better leave now, before he starts blubbering like a baby, ever watchful of where he places his feet -- careful not to trip -- not wanting to break the ambiance of the room. MystressMidnight and Nightsmystery vanish into the night air, arm in arm. LadyEnchantryss leans her face into Drago's palm, tears brimming in her eyes. LordDrago slowly slides his palms down Enchantryss' back, raking gently back up with his fingertips. LadyEnchantryss laughs softly, caressing her beloved's cheek, as she leans forward to gently nip his chin, then lick soothingly where she has nipped. LordDrago kisses his Lady-love on the chin, nipping lightly, then flicking his tongue against the indiscretion as his nails graze slowly up and down her spine, exploring.

*** Shelley moaned, her back arching slightly, seemingly of its own volition. She closed her eyes tightly, caught unawares by the sensations surging through her. She could feel each soft caress, each gentle touch of Drago's lips.
She drew a long, shaky breath before she typed her response. She had to let him know what he was doing to her, making her feel.

"Drago. . . do you know what you do to me? LordDrago reaches up to caress Enchantryss' cheek, brushing lightly with his fingertips, then tracing her soft lips with his fingertips before leaning forward to kiss where they have touched. LadyEnchantryss moans softly, back arching slightly, as her hips begin to sway gentLordDrago says, "Nothing holds compare to being with thee, m'lady. Your grace has banished the persistent demons of reality, even from afar."ly, to and fro. LadyEnchantryss turns to place soft kisses on Drago's fingertips, her tongue darting out to lightly touch each in turn. She smiles, nipping Drago's chin softly as she whispers. . . I thank thee, m'lord. LordDrago returns to kissing Enchantryss softly, caressing her cheeks and lips with warm kisses. LadyEnchantryss' tongue flicks out lightly, caressingly, across Drago's lips. LordDrago gently kisses your brow, your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your lips, your chin. . . a slow progression of soft proclamations, each a gift from his heart.

*** Could it be, she wondered, is it possible. . . he truly loves me? My lord, I'm in love with a cyber-man. Flesh and blood, to be sure, but. . . where? Who? Shelley sat back quickly, staring at the monitor.
Shelley moistened her lips, lost in thought. She smiled, her right brow arched, as she leaned forward to type.

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