[postcard from Versailles]

[mme_depompadour]

Rosey,

We're having a lovely time, I wish you could be here well, not really obviously, you'd be in the way just a tad, the weather's magnificent.

Hope Fred and Penny are doing well, give them a big hug and kiss from me.

We'll be back soon, please send everyone our love.

Kisses,



xxxxxxx
Reinette and Giac.


P.S. Is Fred OK? It's just...I had this weird feeling yesterday that she was upset. I'm sure it's just me missing her terribly. I hope so anyway. Give her an extra big hug from me, would you? Thanks.
XXX Reinette

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[mme_depompadour]

*squirms*
Stop it!
*giggles*
I'm trying to write a postcard...

*writes*

*wriggles*
Stop it!
*bats your hand away*

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

Do you remember when we first met, at the opera? And I accidentally made that terrible pun about setting apart a woman's legs? God that was embarrassing. Thank heavens everyone laughed.

[mme_depompadour]

You always were the life and soul of the party.
*kisses you*


I don't think we ever did agree on whether Venice was down or up.

*trails hand across your chest*
I still say down.
*smiles*

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

*kisses your neck*

*murmurs* Darling, I have a terrible confession to make. Just terrible.

[mme_depompadour]

Mmmmmm. That's nice.
*runs fingers through your hair*

You can tell me anything, my love. What is it?

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

It's about Louis. That naughty naughty Frenchman. *nibbles your shoulders*

[mme_depompadour]

*squirms*


Mmmmm, what about him?

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

He took me aside when we arrived and bit off my ear. He must be the most jealous man alive! I thought my goose was cooked! But the next thing I knew...

[mme_depompadour]

*alarmed*
...yes? What?

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

... he said he would allow me to stay, on one condition - that I was a sufficient lover for yourself. He insisted on testing my abilities himself. Oh the shame of it! Would you like to hear all about it?

[mme_depompadour]

*smirks*
Ah, I see. He does care an awful lot about me, bless him.

*kisses your collarbone*
I would very much like to hear all about it, yes.

In great detail.

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

First he insisted we both bathe. I needed the help of servants, of course, and they were just putting me into my nightgown when he strode in - naked and quite erect!

[mme_depompadour]

*smirks more*
He likes to keep the servants on their toes. Filthy boy.

You didn't comment on his...well you know, did you? He's very sensitive about his...problem. I've told him over and over again that it's perfectly normal for them to be...like that. Though obviously it isn't.

Go on.

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

I know when to shut my mouth. And when to open it.

The servants vanished like ghosts. He commanded me to get to my knees, which I did - albeit gingerly - and told me to go to work at once.

[mme_depompadour]

*traces your lips with my fingers*
Clever boy. You're ever so good with your mouth.

He does like to get straight to the point, Louis. You were ever so obedient. He likes that in a man...
*licks lips*
...though I probably don't need to tell you that. I'm sure you know by now.

Do tell me more.

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

I was at his mercy in every way, of course, so what could I do but to begin the meal set out for me?

I must say he made the task quite difficult - pulling at my hair like that, and moving his hips so much. I had to keep a firm clasp on his bottom so as not to lose my place. He called me any number of filthy names in French, which was also very distracting.

[mme_depompadour]

You poor thing, what with the state you're in.
*grabs you by the hair*
And pulling your hair, what a terribly inconsiderate thing to do.
*kisses you fiercely*

Called you a putain did he? He's got a filthy mouth.

Continue.

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

He wasted no time. Oh, the shame of the final detail!

[mme_depompadour]

*raises eyebrows*

I've never known him to dawdle. He's like that.

Tell me.

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

He came in my nose.

[mme_depompadour]

*snorts with laughter*

Oh, you poor baby. To think you suffered through all that for me.
*kisses you on the nose*

*giggles*

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

At least he didn't ask me to demonstrate my prowess in further detail! Heaven only knows what that would have done to my wound.

[mme_depompadour]

*kisses you*
Thank goodness.

*strokes your chest*
How is it doing? Your wound? You didn't aggravate it again did you? Your friend Bellino would never let me hear the end of it if you did.

*kisses your neck*
I don't want you overexerting yourself.

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

No harm was done - not even to my pride, since he declared himself satisfied with my ability.

But now I feel exhausted. I simply must lie on my back on the bed.

[mme_depompadour]

You must be very good, then. He's not easily pleased.

Make yourself comfortable, my love.
*sits next to you*

*undoes your shirt*

I think you've suffered enough, don't you?

*kisses your chest*

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

*sounds of lazy bliss*

[mme_depompadour]

*smiles*

I love you.

*kisses you passionately*

[de-seingalt.livejournal.com]

Ahhh...

*drifts off into another laudanum coma, smiling blissfully*

[mme_depompadour]

*kisses your forehead*

*climbs onto bed*

Sleep tight, lover.
*cuddles*
*falls asleep*