Anne Boleyn (
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randomosity2015-02-12 10:08 am
[For Eric] A Step Through Time
After dinner in her time Anne had retired to her room, Eric still shrunk down and nestled between her breasts. Once there she waited patiently, though anxiously, as she waited for him to retrun to normal size and activate the time travel device. As he activated it, Anne clung tight to him, afraid that if she let go she might end up in some worse time than she had started. Her nails pinched into his shoulders a bit as the device transported them.
Then it stopped. After a long moment, gathering her strength and courage, Anne glanced up to view her surroundings. It was a small apartment, very different from the house she was used to - though his bedroom was about the same size as hers. At first she couldn't believe it, was it really true? Was this the future?
The city brought a great deal of noises with which Anne was not familiar; the honking of car horns, the rumble of service trucks and shouts of obscenities from passersby. She glanced up to Eric with wide eyes.
"Did...did it work?"
Then it stopped. After a long moment, gathering her strength and courage, Anne glanced up to view her surroundings. It was a small apartment, very different from the house she was used to - though his bedroom was about the same size as hers. At first she couldn't believe it, was it really true? Was this the future?
The city brought a great deal of noises with which Anne was not familiar; the honking of car horns, the rumble of service trucks and shouts of obscenities from passersby. She glanced up to Eric with wide eyes.
"Did...did it work?"

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Anne arched her body, moaning softly as he continued to thrust and move within her. She too wanted to do this over and over again, christening his apartment and every room within it. Everything finally felt like it was coming together for them.
Her wet hair clung to her back as he continued thrusting in and out. Anne's fingers slid along his wet skin, pressing against his chest as she moaned softly at the feeling of his muscles beneath her touch. "God...yes...Eric-!" Anne moaned out for him as he drove into her. Each thrust made her core tighten around his length as she felt her climax looming.
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Eric responded to her movements in kind, hands toying with her wet breasts and behind as he thrusted harder and faster into her. He was definitely on board with the fucking in every room idea, and he knew he was totally in love with this bright, sexy woman from the past, and he groaned happily as her fingers move over his chest.
Soon he felt his balls tighten and with a final cry he exploded inside of her, his cum sucked happily into her waiting body as he kissed her passionately amid their orgasms.
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She bounced with him, her body moving in tandem with his thrusts. As she heard him cry out she leaned up to catch his mouth in a hot, passionate kiss. The heat of his release triggered her own climax, making her walls quake around him and that tingling heat inside her burst in a rush of carnal feeling. Anne cried out against his lips as she came.
Anne pulled back a bit, leaning her forehead against his to catch her breath. As her chest heaved up and down she looked up to catch his gaze. "I love you..." she whispered before leaning up to kiss him again.
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When they were just past it Eric pulled back himself, gasping amid the heat of the shower water and their own entwined bodies before smiling at her words, accepting her lighter, more tender kiss. "I love you too, Anne... and you are definitely staying for at least a week if I get this sort of treatment from you, my love."
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"Keep spoiling me and I might never want to go back," because really, what did she have back in her time that was good and made her happy? Nothing, really.
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"Well... I like spoiling you, and the fact it's all new to you makes it special. As for not going back, well... we'll stick a pin in it once I can think of how that'll work." He wanted her to stay but if she didn't go back eventually history might change. He mentally figured that checking with a smart type with time travel knowledge he could trust would be wise.
"Anyway, we should probably get out and get you something to eat, or get your knowledge of my time a bit up to speed, ok?"
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"That sounds wonderful, my love - I'm absolutely famished," she tipped her head as she looked up to him. "I remember you saying that there are a plethora of options for cuisines to choose from. What did you have in mind for food?"
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"Well we can't have that. I guess I can either check the fridge and make something or order out..." He realised that she probably wouldn't understand a fridge or a phone yet. "We'll get some food ordered in. Did they have pizza in the sixteenth century?"
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When he mentioned the fridge she tipped her head, but presumed he would explain at any rate. Her expression only became more confused when he asked about pizza.
"Pizza? ...no, at least I've not heard of it," she answered. "What is it? Sounds so foreign..."
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"I imagine it'll take a while to explain everything, but it's better when you have something as tasty as pizza, which is from Italy originally, though these days you can get... well I guess you'd understand a courier right? They bring food quickly when it's prepared to your home. And pizza is tasty. Hang on..." Picking up his mobile he pressed a few buttons and found the nearby pizza place on speed dial.
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"Rome? It's cuisine from Rome?" She asked with obvious distaste. Rome had caused her a great deal of issues in her time. She wasn't sure she wanted to eat something from the same city.
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He paused before calling the Pizza place. "Technically it's from down the street, but I guess Pizza was invented in Italy... Rome. Look, it would be hard to get into a full explanation and I'm not a historian but... well, relations in Europe got better after your time. Well actually there was some seriously messed up stuff first but... well it's all behind us. I would explain it better but I'm not certain how wise it is to say. Trust me that Pizza is tasty and you would like it, ok?" He gave her a reassuring smile.
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"Very well then, I'll trust you," she sighed, distracted by the pile of velvet and silk on the floor. "What am I to wear while I am here, dearest?" Anne nudged the clothing with her toes to draw his attention to it. "I only had the one gown I was wearing, and I should think it hardly seems appropriate for this era."
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"Thanks. And that's true, we need to find you clothes suited to this time period, unless there's a Tudor Ball any time soon that one won't really do. I'll find you a selection of clothes to wear, I promise. Tricky thing is either figuring it out myself or having you come with me. Which would be tricky if you're either in those clothes or naked." He ended with a smirk.
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Already the heavy layers of her dress seemed tedious without her servants to assemble them for her.
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"I understand," she smiled, nodding as she reached for the socks. They looked like stockings, but when she pulled them on she tipped a brow since they only came up to her ankles. "...Eric, what's wrong with these stockings, they're so short?"
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He chuckled at her mistake. "No, those are socks? They're like stockings, we still have those but... well, women do tend to have bare legs in this time when it's warm enough."
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"If I try to show you something cool you promise not to freak out or anything?"
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She always did have a sweet smile. "I know you will, it's why I love ya. Ok, just watch the...ah, well watch the thing over there." Pointing to the TV screen he found the remote and pressed the power button. After a second it flashed on, people running about from giant walking rob- "Ah, Transformers. Probably should have gone with the news first." Eric said with an internal sigh.
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"MY GOD-!!" She shrieked, moving towards Eric for safety.
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