kia
Duchess of Luby
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Post by kia on Dec 28, 2006 7:05:30 GMT 10
That was intense. Very well-written. I just love your FF.
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Post by steffi1986 on Dec 28, 2006 7:08:43 GMT 10
oh mylanta that was rather amazing. you are just blessed with the the....ummm...hands? mind? i dont know where i am going with this but you are wonderful! same to me, you're really incredible maggie and this was really awesome please update soon
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Post by eriluby on Dec 28, 2006 7:41:59 GMT 10
That was beautiful!!!Probably the better sex scene ever! So intense and kind! Congratulations!
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Post by *Natalie* on Dec 28, 2006 10:20:57 GMT 10
Amazing update as always Loving the intensity of their love And the sweet 'we' 'you' moment natalie x
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Post by maggie on Dec 30, 2006 1:00:09 GMT 10
Abby
He kisses my shoulder softly. “I think we made a good ‘we’.” I don’t say anything. I know he’s right, I know we’re good together, better than good. We’re damn near perfect, but I just can’t bring myself to say it out loud. I’m terrified that things will fall apart. This is the happiest I’ve been in as long as I can remember. I don’t want to lose him. He seems to read my thoughts, but doesn’t say a word. He kisses my forehead and takes his robe from the back of the door, slipping it around him. He picks mine up from the floor where I dropped it last night and holds it out for me. “Here.”
I put it on and he slips his arm around my waist as we head to the kitchen. I start the coffee as he prepares the ingredients for breakfast. I feel guilty for not saying anything back to him, and I know that he is a little disappointed, maybe even hurt. I don’t think he knows how much I love him, and that’s my fault, my own insecurities. I flip the switch on the percolator and move to stand behind him at the counter. I slide my arms around him and rest my head on his back. “We make a good ‘we’.”
He doesn’t say anything, but I know he’s smiling. I kiss his spine and go to sit at his kitchen table. As soon as he starts the French toast and washes his hands, he comes over and sits across from me. He reaches out his arm and catches my hand, bringing it to his mouth. His stubble tickles my hand a little bit. “I know we make a good ‘we’.” He smiles a little and holds onto my hand as he stands up, bringing me with him. He pulls me into his arms and brushes his fingers through my hair. I let my face press into his chest. This is how we talk to one another. We never did find much use for words, we’ve always been able to communicate with out bodies. I don’t mean sex. We say a lot more with out eyes, our hands, our lips, than with any verbal communication.
I smell the cinnamon scent of the French toast. “I think breakfast is ready.” I smile as I untangle myself from him and pull two plates from the cabinet. I don’t have to turn around to know he hasn’t moved, and that he’s watching me. He’s predictable.
Luka
She moves away and I let her hair slip through my fingers. My eyes don’t leave her as she goes to the counter and reaches for the plates. Her arm extends over her head to reach the shelf, and the sleeve of her robe falls to her shoulder, exposing her freckled skin. I tilt my head, committing the pattern they make on her arm to memory. As she turns back to me, I snap out of my daze and move to the stove to turn off the burner. She knows I love to watch her, but I try to act as though I don’t. It’s our unspoken game.
I slide a piece of toast onto each plate and carry them to the table. She brushes against me as she sets the bottle of syrup and silverware on the table, and as she moves towards her chair, I catch her by the wrist and spin her back towards me, and her lips land on mine just as I’d hoped. I smile inadvertently and ruin the kiss, but she doesn’t seem to mind. We sit across from each other and reach for the syrup at the same time.
“Sorry. Go ahead.” She pulls her hand back. I take the bottle and pour a river over her toast, just as she likes it, and then drizzle just a little on mine. She shakes her head. “You always have to be a gentleman, don’t you?”
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Post by Noora on Dec 30, 2006 1:27:50 GMT 10
Great chapter. I love the sunday morning-feeling in this. I have no idea what it is but I love it. The way you describe all, from the unspoken words to the body language amazes me. There needs to be something as small as index finger moving and you make it sound something very...beautiful. Remarking of the way of luby communicating was very real. that really is like in the show. loved the scene.
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Post by steffi1986 on Dec 30, 2006 1:30:33 GMT 10
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Post by daniella on Dec 30, 2006 1:43:53 GMT 10
Abby thinks that Luka is predictable... Good think, sometimes... Dani
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Post by *Natalie* on Dec 30, 2006 7:09:39 GMT 10
Great update, as always Love their communication natalie x
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Post by zelda on Dec 30, 2006 10:23:24 GMT 10
maggie, You always write wonderfully the love scenes between Luka and Abby...and gave me some wild dreams with some of your fics, believe me! You have made me FEEL their body chemistry so well! But here, what is totally EROTIC is how fascinated each of them is , with the movements of the other. Tiny little things at breakfast, Abby touching her hair...and a lot of other details like that. You'll think I'm crazy, but when Luka puts too much syrup on Abby's French toasts, I found it incredibly exciting! And now, who wants to lock me up???
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Post by ERFanRach on Dec 30, 2006 11:24:00 GMT 10
Great Update!!!!
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~Bel Vezer~
Countess of Luby
Guru of Sluttiness
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Post by ~Bel Vezer~ on Dec 30, 2006 16:57:20 GMT 10
Luka can lick syrup off of me any day of the week .... I mean, great update! Oh, and have a safe trip home!
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Post by lubylover123 on Dec 31, 2006 2:06:57 GMT 10
Great update! That was so weird, because I was just thinking that exact thought yesterday when I was thinking about Luby. It's so true with them. Spooky... Update again soooooon!
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kia
Duchess of Luby
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Post by kia on Dec 31, 2006 4:17:31 GMT 10
wow, that was sweet. update soon
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Post by rorygilmore on Dec 31, 2006 17:23:52 GMT 10
Well, maggie you have showed us that you don't need much Luby dialogues to make us understand how much Luka and Abby NEED, LOVE & WANT each other...LOVE how you manage to describe everything; it's so nice.
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