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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 23, 2013 21:28:51 GMT -6
Nichol awoke with a long, lax yawn, stretching his arms and then smiling as the prior night's activities flashed through his memory. "Ah, always a pleasure." He chuckled, looking over to his bedmate.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 23, 2013 21:33:46 GMT -6
Annabelle was waking up a little slower, but she wasn't quite afforded the luxury of a stretch. Her hands were cuffed to the headboard, and her ankles were cuffed to a spreader bar.
"Always a pleasure indeed." Annabelle replied, smiling at Nichol.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 23, 2013 21:34:58 GMT -6
"Round two?" He smirked, nodding towards her unclothed body barely covered by the thin sheet.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 23, 2013 21:38:31 GMT -6
"I'm game if you are."
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 23, 2013 22:16:06 GMT -6
Just as Nichol was about to speak, his watch started to blare an alarm, one of the songs produced by his musical partner, and he swore under his breath. "Damn, slipped my mind. I've got a rehearsal for my next show today, and my manager would throw a hissy if I showed up late again." He sighed, obviously agitated.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 6:15:52 GMT -6
"Well, that leaves us in a slight conundrum." Annabelle said, glancing to the cuffs on her wrists.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 15:14:50 GMT -6
Nichol reached over to the nightstand, gripping a key and quickly unbinding her. "I'm sure Roxxy wouldn't mind if I brought a guest, though."
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 15:23:07 GMT -6
"Roxxy?" Annabelle asked, sitting up and rotating her shoulders for a moment.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 15:28:05 GMT -6
"My manager, Roxanne. She's kinda strict, but she just can't seem to refuse my requests. Not sure why." He chuckled, before smirking. "Though, I'll need to make sure you don't do anything that might cause any trouble." His smirk increased, a devilish look in his eyes.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 15:29:07 GMT -6
"Suppose I should keep these on." Annabelle said, holding up the cuffs still on her wrists.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 15:36:03 GMT -6
"Yes and no. What size hoodie do you wear?" He smirked wickedly.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 16:00:14 GMT -6
"Medium, I believe. Why?"
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 17:02:16 GMT -6
Nichol stepped quickly over to his closet, opening a second door in the back, and pulling out a medium hoodie. "This is why. Can't exactly walk around with a lovely lady very obviously cuffed. Gotta play it smooth, sweetheart."
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 17:04:38 GMT -6
"Interesting." Annabelle commented. "Certainly inventive." She turned, so he could put it on her.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 17:10:03 GMT -6
Nichol quickly unlocked one cuff, slipping the hoodie on the her, then slipping her hands into the pocket and looping the cuffs through a special loop inside the pocket, locking her free hand back in. "Now to do something about your currently windy meadow."
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