http://rozenmagician.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rozenmagician.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2006-05-17 03:13 am

Log-Complete

When; Tuesday noon.
Rating; PG-PG-13.
Characters; Isaak Fernand von Kämpfer/Panzer Magier ([livejournal.com profile] rozenmagician) & Caterina Sforza/Eisendame ([livejournal.com profile] milanbutterfly).
Summary; In order to show his gratitude, Isaak invites Caterina to the beach.
Log;
Caterina’s apartment looked neater and better tended than last time he visited. The furniture was properly polished and the dimmed lights replaced by a replaced by brighter lighting. The air smelled to pine and jasmine. Her staff must be very effective in their duties.

Kämpfer allowed the women take his coat and the packages he was carrying with the supplies for their picnic in the beach. Inclining his head to appreciate the welcome, the Magician ventured further inside, led by the head maid who guided Isaak to Caterina’s private quarters at the end of the spiralled corridor.

“Allow me,” Isaak requested to the woman, gently pushing her aside with his gloved hands to knock the door twice. “Duchess?” he inquired, clearing his throat, pocketing his glasses into his vest chest pocket. “May I pass? Are you still in need of my humble service?”

[identity profile] milanbutterfly.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," Caterina replied and offered the bottle as he reached for it, then turned, giving him her back and shoulders. They were pale and perfect, unmarred by any sort of blemish.

She drew aside, with equally pale hands, any stray strands of hair that blocked his path and waited for the cool touch of lotion and fingers spreading it across her back.

[identity profile] milanbutterfly.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Her skin shivered at the cold of the lotion against her flesh, but she relaxed as the light brush of his fingers swept the lotion over her shoulderblades and down her back.

Caterina's head dropped forehead in relaxation and a small sigh escaped her, unnoticable except for the finest of ears.

[identity profile] milanbutterfly.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Her eyes had fallen completely shut, she noted that this was the first time he had touched her with nude fingers and wondered at the significance of it. Her cheeks were slightly flushed when she raised her head and accepted the bottle.

"Very useful, Magician," Then cleared her throat, "Goodness, I Think my face is already starting to burn." And applied lotion there.

[identity profile] milanbutterfly.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Her eyes widened fractionally at his comment and knowingly sharp smile. "Perhaps it was," she mused coyly, glancing at Isaak from over her shoulder.

Once more, she lounged on the chair, laying comfortably across it and enjoying the sounds of the ocean and the silent company of her nearby companion.

[identity profile] milanbutterfly.livejournal.com 2006-05-19 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh? Hm...thank you, I had not thought to bring something to pass the time," She replied and began reading, fascinated by the words and the mention of her historical counterpart.

Straightening there, she glanced over at Kampfer, "I believe your selection was partly purposeful."