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Amélie Herveaux's page

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Amelie leans in giving Gerard a loving kiss. "Well you deserve to know just how much c'est apprécié'


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Finishing eating the entirely different meal that Gerard had been such a sweetheart to make her Amelie smiles as she sips her tea. "I am by far the luckiest woman in Valwick."


"I think so, sorry my love....I'm such a bother lately." Amélie groans, a flicker of frustration passing across her features.


"Not too bad all things considered, though I think today is one of those days where smells bother me." Amélie says with a shrug, before moving to give her love a kiss.


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Wheel of Maternity: 1d8 ⇒ 3 Scent sensitivity...well that's unfortunate.

After a while, Amélie awakens to a familiar smell. Opening her eyes she sits up to realize that while she definitely recognized the scent of cooking bacon, something that normally got her mouth-watering, today it made her queasy. Which wasn't at all fair since Gerard was probably being a total bien-aimé and making her breakfast.


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
Gerard gives Amélie a tender peck on the cheek. "How are you doing today?"

Amélie leans her head against Gerard for a moment before letting out a sigh. "Je serais bien, except for the fact that the little one has decided not to like the smell of leather today." she says wrinkling her nose as her hand unconsciously passes over her belly. "At least neither of our armor is mostly that."


Approx what time is it?
Wheel of Maternity: 1d8 ⇒ 3 Scent sensitivity


Merde


Amélie lets out a soft sleepy sigh as she feels the comfort of Gerard's arm wrap around her, her body instinctively moving to press against him, and settle into his embrace.


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Getting up for the second time, Amelie drowsily shuffles to use the facilities, muttering to herself as she washes her hands. Rubbing the slight swell of her belly she yawns."Allons petit. Maman needs her sleep."

Looking at the water clock she sighs. She could manage a couple more hours before they needed to get up....if her bladder allowed. Walking out into the living room she bends to scratch Milo's head before sleepily shuffling back into the bedroom and climbing into bed.


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You realize the Valwick thread is gonna largely be COPS: Valwick right?


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
Gerard nods as he gets undressed. "It'll be a little easier on us, I think."

"Oui, with Valwick growing as it has it will be welcome." she replies, punctuated by a yawn as she finishes undressing, leaving her clothing on the floor. Tiredly she climbs into bed.


With a yawn, Amélie enters the bedroom with Gerard already beginning to unfasten her armor and unbuckle her sword and gun belts. "It's good that we have a group of fresh faces in the guard now non?"


"Very much so my love." Amélie replies with a contented sigh as he massages her shoulders."I can't wait to be curled up beside you."


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Amélie finishes using the facilities, wahing her hands and making her way back to the office where Gerard was finishing the paperwork from the end of their shift. She groans inwardly, having had days like this before. Her sleep today would be interrupted multiple times by her bladder.

"Déjà réveiller mama up à toute heure petite?" she mutters with a chuckle, her hand rubbing her belly over her armor. So far she's been able to manage without having to have the breastplate hammered out, just adjusting the straps but that wouldn't last.


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
Gerard smiles and closes his eyes. A few minutes later, he falls asleep, his arms still around Amélie.

Amélie blissfully drifts off to sleep, utterly safe and satisfied.


"Comme toi moi" Amelie purrs, curling up against Gerard's side, her fingers playing with the hair on his chest.


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Her entire body beginning to tremble, Amélie locks eyes with Gerard in a frozen perfect moment before she crashes through the threshold of her orgasm, erupting into incoherent cries of pleasure as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her body, clinging to the man who brings her physical and emotional pleasure beyond description. Her hips roll wildly beneath him, her muscles gripping his shaft, caressing him, coaxing him over the edge, needing to feel him erupt within her, yielding to their overwhelming need for each other.


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Amélie' writhes in pleasure beneath her love, her hips thrusting up to meet his thrusts, her nails digging slightly into his shoulders as she cries intensify. ”Yes….mmnnnnff…. juste comme ça » she pants, her muscles gripping him, welcoming him home.


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
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Feeling his rigid member slipping insider her draws a moan of deep satisfaction from Amélie, her body eagerly responding as she hungrily takes all of him, the agonizing slowness of his thrusting a delectable torture. Wrapping her legs around Gerard’s waist she reaches up, her hands roaming his body, her eyes filled with a heady mixture of love and unbridled lust as she holds onto him, gripping his muscular buttocks.

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A deep groan of raw unbridled need emanates from Amelie as Gerard's strong fingers probe her moist depths, her hips lifting to meet his touch as she continues to stroke his rigid member with increasing vigor, her lips eagerly kissing all over his upper body. "....need you...."


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Gerard’s expression sends a shiver of excitement through Amélie, as her body yields to his touch, a low hum of arousal sounding in her throat as she reaches down to begin slowly stroking his growing hardness as it presses against her thigh, savoring the heat of his skin, the primal maleness of him that made her tingle all over.


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Wrapping her legs around her love, Amelie looks up at him with a mix of love and desire. "I will probably need Une petite sieste afterwards.....and you know how well I sleep after...." she answers with a grin


Afternoon delight:
Amélie smiles as she watches him, quickly stripping out of her armor and clothing, her eyes hungrily drinking in the sight of his body as she lays back on the bed, her nipples already hard with arousal and the slight chill in the air. ”I’ve needed you since I got out of bed.” she purrs


As Gerard carries her to the bedroom, Amélie begins passionately kissing the ranger's neck, eagerly kicking off her boots to facilitate getting undressed.


Running her fingers through her love's hair, Amélie's grin widens. "Aha...an idea I can completely get behind." she says going up on tiptoe to passionately kiss him, taking his bottom lip between her teeth for a moment as she pulls back. He can see the familiar fire in her eyes.


"Well now, what an interesting question." Amélie says with a smile as she wraps her arms around Gerard’s waist. ”Did you have something specific in mind?”


Shaking the snow off her boots, Amélie hangs up her cloak as she enters the house, moving to remove her sword belt.


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:

Gerard nods. "I think she will be a good addition to our ranks."

He holds Amélie close as they make their way back home.

"Oui," Amélie says resting her head against her wolf as they head home, smiling as Milo happily bounds through the snow.


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"Well that was very.....to the point." Amelie says with a yawn as the assembly begins to scatter. As quite a few people head towards the fort to sign up, she notes the red haired paladin, Clara among them walking alongside Charity. "Bon pour elle." she says smiling. "She’s a strong one, stronger than that cochon Bashir could break. "


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
Gerard takes Amélie's hand and helps her up. "Hope this doesn't take long."

"Oui, they never really schedule these meetings with the night shift in mind do they?" Amélie mutters with a chuckle as they leave.


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
Gerard finishes his meal and puts down two gold for him and Amélie. "Ready to meet the new guy?"

"Absolutement." Amelie says getting up and donning her cloak, pulling the hood up.


"He really does. I'm glad he chose to settle here." Amelia says taking a bite. "Mmmm...Ceci est incroyable!"


Amelie smiles at Ieyasu, the culture might be different, burn the old man reminded her of her grandfather. "Merci, monsieur Ieyasu, you honor us with your wisdom."


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
"Sounds good to me," Gerard says, taking Amélie's hand. "How about you, mon cher?"

Amélie cocks her head to the side considering the combination. "That actually does sound good....at least it does today." she says with a chuckle, happy that today she was just tired rather than nauseous.


"Merci mon chere." Amélie says with a smile as she sits. Internally she found it a marvelous thing that Gerard with all his rugged ways made her feel more like a Lady than anyone in the gilded cage she grew up in. Her wolf was definitely one of a kind.

With that thought her hand unconsciously moves to her belly, as yet barely noticable, bringing a smile to her lips.


Gerard of Greenwood wrote:
Gerard takes Amélie's arm and heads on over to the Old Fish for some breakfast.

Arm in arm with Gerard, Amélie heads to the Old Fish, noting the sense of relief in the streets after yesterday's chaos. Compared to ancient towers and giant monsters rising out of the sea, snow wasn't really much of a concern. Besides, it made the growing town rather beautiful.


"Mmm..I love you too mon loup." Amelie replies leaning into Gerard and kissing him softly before beginning to put on clothes, selecting a woolen split skirt over a pair of leggings, and a thick blouse with a warmer jacket over it. She walks back over to Gerard for help with her armor, glad she’d had it adjusted a bit a few days ago.


Amélie sits back in bed for a bit, enjoying the view of the ranger's well muscled body. As Gerard pulls his pants up she sighs, getting out of bed to get dressed as she glances out the window. Today would be a long one.


Oui, so am I mon amour." Amelie says with a grin sitting up and stretching.


Returning the kiss, Amélie smiles then sighs. "Fine....I'll get up, I shall even put on clothes...but I want it on the record that I do so in protest." she finishes unable to keep a straight face.


Amélie groans, pulling the blanket over her head for another couple minutes. She could already feel it, today was going to be another day of being tired the whole time. With another disgruntled groan she looks out from under the covers at Gerard. "Oui, I refuse to leave this bed for anything less that thé vert." she says with a mock pout.


You only do so because you have a mother to answer to,and you aren't ready for that yet.


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Gerard hurries back home. "Okay, Pandi is out on the beach. I have no idea what we should do right now."

”Be a presence. The people look to us to keep them calm. The sight of u on the streets will help, even if only a nominal reassurance.” Amelie says holstering her pistol. ”And we would also discourage those few who would take advantage of the chaos to perhaps help themselves.”


Amélie jumps up, beginning to don her armor. "Oui! I'll meet you out there mon amour"


"See you then." Amélie says stifling a yawn.


"My pleasure Pandi, welcome to the guard." Amélie says with a grin. "Now I should be getting home to get some sleep myself. If I do not get enough rest, Konstantyna will have my head." she says with a chuckle.


"Bonjour Marcel, I've brought Pandi with me, the woman Gerard and I were telling you about last night who wants to join." Amélie says without preamble the way one only can with an old friend.


As Pandi asks the question, Amélie knocks on the door.


"Then let us go, shall we?" Amélie says grabbing her coat and buckling on her weapons. As they leave, she leads the ranger through the streets towards where Marcelle keeps his office. "So what brought you to Valwick Pandi?"

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