Swagger Inn Thread 68 – Pffthhhhh... <zoom> <thud> <zoom> <thud> Etc etc.

[SisterHelenoftheEternalCatchUp]

Aaaand... let's start as we mean to go on...

[CarolSinger200]

Hope things are better tomorrow WW

Done my nails and now going to bed to read for a bit.

Night all !

XXX

[TheSwedishChristmasMeatball]

Thanks Helen

Aaaaaaw you wenches

Jag älskar dig också Mouse

[TheSwedishChristmasMeatball]

Night Carolina

I'm off to bed too. Night all

[LetUsPrey]

Hello wenches.

Have RBNR much. Lots of lovely pics. I am fully qualified to sit on Santi's knee and peer over the top of my specs.

Norah, do we need to send Vinnie round?

I'm shattered and am off to bed. Night wonderful wenches.

[SantisLittleHelper]

Well I have got to wait up another hour & a half to get my Xmas tesco delivery slot

[SisterHelenoftheEternalCatchUp]

Also heading for bed. Zzzzzzzzzzzz.....

[IntheBleakMiladyBeeeWinter]

They can be insensitive self absorbed bastards at times.

Bet Porthos would listen in his purple shirt and bow tie

[SantisLittleHelper]

Well he didn't listen to his fashion adviser, that's fo sho

[NotEvenAnEnormouseStirred]

Ok I'm off to bed too. I've left Mr M downstairs filling the form out.

So night night and I'll see you all tomorrow.

[NonnyMouseMcNamechange]

Part 10-squillion... Smut ahoy!

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The two of them sat in companionable silence, an empty wine bottle on the table, accompanied by a half-full one. D'Artagnan had left to meet Constance somewhere and Porthos was with presumably with Norah.
"So... what have you found out about your mystery bride then....?" The question was met with a raised eyebrow and silence. He'd thought he would have better luck fishing for information with D'Artagnan out of the way, but apparently not. He shrugged, they'd doubtless find out more about her in due course. He smiled to himself - she certainly promised to be interesting company judging by today's events. As he refilled their glasses Porthos appeared in the door, grinned at the sight of them and pulled up a seat.
"He's not telling me anything."
Porthos grinned "A gentleman doesn't talk about his conquests... especially when she throws knives like that!" He glanced over "You reckon it's ok if Norah goes to see her tomorrow?"
The conversation moved on to their upcoming exercise as they talked and drank into the night.

He walked slowly up the stairs and knocked softly at the door, doubting she'd be awake, but wanting to check how she was. There was no response - he took his hat off and ran a hand through his hair, then turned to head down the stairs and back to his room. The door opened quietly behind him and he looked back to see Mistress Fournier considering him.
"Is she alright?"
He received an incredulous look. "No! She's had two bangs to the head in three days; she's exhausted and she needs to rest - properly! She refused to take any poppy but she's finally asleep. Do NOT wake her up." She returned to the room and reappeared with a basket. "I'll have breakfast sent up tomorrow. She's not to leave that room before I've been up to see her."

He stepped quietly into the room and closed the door. A candle flickered on the table next to a small pot of ointment, and a fire was smouldering in the grate. He placed his hat on the table with his weapons, shrugged off his jacket, and sat on the bed to pull off his boots.

He looked down at her, curled up on her side and nearly as pale as the sheets. For all that the cut had been stitched, beneath the smear of ointment it looked red and inflamed, with the surrounding skin puffy and tender, and the bruise was shades of red and purple. Her hair was pulled back in a loose plait, apart from a few stray strands that had worked loose. There was no reaction at all as he brushed one away from her face.

He sighed and lay down gently, trying not to disturb her as he slid between the sheets. She shifted slightly, moving closer against him before settling back into a deep sleep.

He woke in the morning to find her nestled against his shoulder, an arm stretched across his chest. He stretched slightly and she smiled up at him, delighted to wake and find him there.

"Breakfast is being sent up and you're not to leave the room until Mistress Fournier has been to see you" he recited dutifully. "And you're to rest. Properly."
"Hmmm. You got an ear bashing too then? When did you get here?"
He rubbed his face "Last night - you were asleep."
"Ah - I spent a fair bit of yesterday evening pretending to be asleep, just to get some peace...." She looked thoughtful. "I'm needing bed rest them, am I?"
He looked down at her, suspicious of the tone of voice. She was gazing back innocently. "You're exhausted and you need rest. Apparently." He sounded slightly dubious.
"Oh, I'll just lie here then...?" Her fingers were trailing absent-mindedly across his chest. She moistened her lips and watched in amused anticipation as his gaze was drawn to her mouth- well aware of his body's response to her actions.
He dragged his eyes back to hers. "You are sneaky..." he bent his head to kiss her gently "and devious..." he was rewarded by a whimper as his tongue skimmed across her lips and lifted his head to watch her face as he circled a thumb around her nipple.

"I do my best..." her voice was breathless and her skin quivered at his touch. She lifted her head to kiss him as he rolled towards her, pulling his head down towards her, burying her hands in his hair. He could feel her lips, soft against his; tongue flicking against his and exploring his mouth - he wrapped an arm around her to pull her close, the full length of her body pressed against his, legs tangled together.
Shielding her cut with his hand, he returned the kiss and increased its intensity, brushing his beard against her skin, never breaking the kiss as his hands began roaming over her body. Her heart pounded inside her chest, every nerve ending tingling in response to the touch of his fingers. His lips moved to her neck, beard tickling against her collarbone. One had cupped her face and she caught his thumb between her teeth, gently nipping it, licking and sucking on his fingers and smiling at his sharp intake of breath against her neck. He closed his eyes briefly, face buried in her shoulder, then his lips resumed their journey downwards as her fingertips dragged across his back.

She squirmed under his touch as his fingers circled her breasts, then a jolt of intense pleasure shot through her as his lips closed over one nipple, while his fingers teased the other. His other hand reached down to pull up her shift, and he smiled at her shudder of anticipation, dragging his nails up her thigh as hers dug into his back. She lifted her head to try and reach him, only to be pushed gently down again. "Bed rest" he grinned at her as he worked the shift upwards and began to kiss and lick his way down her side, hands continuing to caress and tease as he worked his way further down. Kate found herself starting to shake uncontrollably as his beard grazed along her inner thigh; one hand locked on his, the sensations flooding through her were unbearable, indescribable. He grinned again as a whimper escaped and she gasped his name - back arching as his tongue and lips continued to tease and stimulate. Then suddenly, nothing. She opened her eyes, bewildered, and found him poised above her, gazing down at her, watching her intently as he lowered himself down, entering her with exquisite slowness. A satisfied sigh escaped her as he leant down to kiss her, biting down gently on her lip and brushing a thumb across her breast as he pulled back and paused. She wrapped her legs round him drawing him back inside, deeper as her body moulded to his, her hands running over his body as he withdrew again.

She frowned at him "Tease" and tried to pull him back down.
He grinned "Were you after something?"
"You. Now." She lifted her head to kiss him, then broke off with a gasp as he thrust into her, tempo increasing as he felt her back arch, his lips seeking hers as he felt her tighten around him, his fingers teasing beneath her legs. Her whole body shook as he abandoned any attempt to hold back and drove her into the mattress, until they fell against the sheets, both gasping for breath.

They lay together in silence as their breathing steadied, her fingers trailing along his arm, tracing the outline of his bicep. He grinned "I don't know about rest, but you definitely haven't got out of bed..." She smiled against his shoulder and closed her eyes as she drifted back to sleep in his arms.

[IntheBleakMiladyBeeeWinter]

Ooooo Nonny. Good stuff.

Anywench else imagining him looking just like he did in that picture with Maimie? Perfect hair and beard, that slight smile and eye crinkle as he looks down on her me me me

Oh and Mouse don't forget you already gave Mr Mouse to me. If he gets that job afraid you can't have him back.

Night wenchi

[GoodQueenWenchAnneLass]

Swaggering in

Wicked - chin up, it will be better tomorrow. It will.

Norah - tell us your news? Or have I missed it somehow? Honestly sometimes I despair of the men not these ones

I have written about half of a book review this evening. - I am calling that a win.

Carolina - you can't say you are reading and not share what it is. I need to know.

Sparks - you are so bloody organised. I did buy advent calendars and boxes of Christmas cards for the DC today. The book man came the other week and I got a book or two and I have ordered my dad a fantastic book that I read recently in his native language and really pleased with myself because it is a bit ambiguous.

AND my fave Christmas thing is that I have commissioned a picture if the DC from our very own in house absentee artist for my parents.

[SantisLittleHelper]

Ermmm no. Not at all organised. Haven't bought a single thing for my boys for Christmas. Nor advent calendars. But have learnt from bitter past experience that if you want a food delivery on 23rd Dec, you have to Fight For It.

I'm still in a right old nark that I can't get that job. I'd be able to do it with my eyes closed. Except of course then I couldn't look at Musketeers, which would defeat the whole point of having it in the first place.

[SantisLittleHelper]

Done!

Bed. Night wenchi x

[FolknNorah]

Morning all!
I'm sorry about the rant yesterday, it just came out, you know, how it just sometimes spills out? It's ok, I've shoved the lid down firmly on that one and I'm sat on the top. also a bit

I might be around a bit this weekend, TB (nto) is going to (Twickenham) London on the train to meet up with friends.
Sounds nice doesn't it?


Excellent Tav Lit there nonny as always. cheered me right up moremoremore demanding

[CarolSinger200]

Morning all.

Anne, I am reading 'Sword & Blood' in which Athos is a vampire! Got it off Amazon.

Is okay.

Right, off to work. Oh Joy! I soooo cannot wait to enjoy another day at the salt mine!

[FolknNorah]

Oh, sorry anne it's not very exciting really (bit sad really lolz) but it was exciting for me I got a blanket I'm doing put on the creator's blog page.

[FolknNorah]

Hellooo caz have a good day!

I have also found lots of vampire type musketeer stories whilst desperately searching for Lit.
Most of it slash.

[TheSwedishChristmasMeatball]

Oof Nonny, veeeeeery god!!!! More!

Of course you should be proud Norah!! Oh, and HE gets to travel to London to meet friends???

Have a lovely day

[Badvocinapeartree]

Morning lovely wenches.
Norah...what have I missed? What's your good news!? Your Dh was being a fucktrumpet. We are all very proud of you for whatever it is!
Might be taking mum to the dr this morning - sigh. She has a virus but won't accept she has. Thinks the dr can give her some magic pill....
Anyway...
Plan to the the aldi shop today.
And some ironing no I didn't do any on Tuesday
We can't put our Xmas decs up til new carpet is down :(
Ds1 has an advent candle (at his request)
And ds2 has a Star Wars lego advent calendar :)
Just fil and sil to sort now and I am delegating that to Dh.
Have a good day all x

[Badvocinapeartree]

Oh! Wow!
That is impressive Norah!
Well done you creative wench!
X

[LetUsPrey]

Morning wenches.

What a way to start the day!

Hannah was in my dream last night. Can only remember that it was lovely whatever it was.

Bloody well done Norah



Laterz wenches

[LetUsPrey]

Oh crap, advent calendars!

[NotEvenAnEnormouseStirred]

Morning wenchi

Fab porn nonny, had a quick read but I'm going to save it for a proper reading when Mr M has the mouselets.

badders as ever, I'm in awe of your organisation. I hope. Your mum is ok. She reminds me a little of my gran, who always thinks there's a magic pill that can fix her. 'No sorry granny, they've haven't managed to bottle youth yet'.

Feeling better today, ww?

letus my MIL bought the boys advent calendars this year . Love my MIL. She even bougt the same ones I would have bought.

[FolknNorah]

Oh I got the advent calanders aaaages ago. And the cards for the kids, I refuse to write any. Hate the fuckers. Obviously I get it if you don't see the person etc etc.

Ummm, yeah, just no presents.