Don't - Take - Me - For - A - Fool (Flamey)

[eternityflame]

(haha oops I keep caled her May)

Rosalie turned to face the man, "Now, what do you like? What turns you on love?"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"I don't... well, I don't really know," Owyn said. He had a wife, yes, but their relationship wasn't exactly steamy. He was young.

[eternityflame]

"Than tonight is a night to find that out," she purred stepping closer. Her hands went to the straps of her dress, easing them off of her shoulders.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

A smile appeared on Owyn's face. He couldn't help it. His heart was hammering, his palms sweating, but he was excited by the thought of what he was about to do. His wife would be so pissed.

[eternityflame]

Rosalie smiled back, a pretty, seductive smile, lust flared in her eyes. She took another step towards him and let her dress slip off her shoulder, it snaked down her body until it fell to her ankle and she stepped out of it. Underneath she was wearing nothing but a lace slip, nearly see through.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

The slip left nothing to Owyn's imagination. His breath quickened and he stepped forward, pressing his lips against hers. There was nothing tentative about his kiss.

[eternityflame]

Rosalie smiled slightly into the kiss and pressed her hands against his chest, feeling his muscles. Her hands roamed ever downward towards his pelvis. Her tongue trailed along his bottom lip, teasing.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Owyn pulled off his jacket and then unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off, dropping it to the ground. He deepened the kiss, his tongue mingling with hers.

[eternityflame]

Roaslie slipped her thumbs into the hem of his pants, pushing on them, her tonque twined around his.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Owyn moaned quietly and pulled her body against his. He could feel every inch of her body, nothing but the frustrating slip of clothing in between.

[eternityflame]

Rosalie had one hand near his "package" and another on the small of his back, her long, finally trimmed fingernails digging slightly into his back.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Owyn tangled his fingers in her hair. With his eyes closed, he could pretend she was anyone. Not some random girl, but someone he actually was fond of. Like a girl from his childhood, not that witch his parents had made him marry.

[eternityflame]

(gah sorry I never replied to this!!)

Rosalie smiled and kissed is neck lightly, her tongue teasing at his soft, warm skin.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Owyn wanted to lift her up and take her to the bed, but he was still not sure how this all worked, so he let her lead.

[eternityflame]

Rosalie tugged at him, pulling him with her to the bed.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Owyn smiled, the thrill in his veins increasing. He lowered her slowly onto the bed and bent down over her.

[eternityflame]

Rose smiled up at him, letting him control her.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Suddenly, he stopped and straightened back up. He stared at her for a second and shook his head. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

[eternityflame]

Rosalie looked up at him, "What's wrong baby? You don't find me sexy?"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Yes.. of-of course I do. It's just... I can't... I shouldn't have come here." He shook his head.