Jardin de Plaisir.
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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,534
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Happy birthday.
Dom's eyes grew wide as they met the striking sylph that was standing in front of him.
Wearing a dark green little dress set off with black lace, she was as radiant as Sirius at the nightsky. Her stockings were held up by a black garter and her feet were obscured by a pair of high laced boots. Black satin gloves hid her arms and hands. Her blonde, curly hair didn't quite reach her bare shoulders, accentuating the necklace she wore.
Dom stared for a very brief moment at the green stone that was hanging between her petite breasts, before he met her emerald, shining eyes.
From her red painted lips, she blew a kiss in the air and smiled.
Dom was struck dumb and just stood there, without knowing what to do. Her voice had thrown him into confusion, thinking it was his sweet Billy that had spoken to him. He decided to blame the amount of drinking they had done tonight and tried to figure out how to get the hell out of this room while his bastard "friends" were still outside blocking the door.
"Happy birthday, Dom," she said while fluttering her eyelashes.
"Oh my God, Billy!?! It really ís you?!?"
She moved towards him and giggled.
"Don't make me take off my wig, you drunken monkey! Why yés, it ís really me: William Boyd, actor. But tonight my name is Angelique." She paused briefly. "What do you think?" He spread his arms and spinned around like a green debutante.
"Oh Billy!" Dom screeched and put his hand in front of his mouth. Then he shortly flapped his wrists and laughed more. "You look amazing; can't believe my eyes. This must be thé most original birthdaypresent ever, sweetie. I thank you from the bottom of my heart."
"Well, I am not the ónly responsible party, I'm afraid; the boys chipped in too and conspired to get you here." She put her arms around him and gazed into his eyes.
"I'm for one, very happy you're nót bedridden with an aweful case of the flue," he whispered while he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
Their lips locked and they closed their eyes.
In the hallway, Elijah peeked through the keyhole and smiled.
"Mission accomplished?" Orlando asked.
"Affirmative, my captain, oh captain."
Orlando grinned. "Well, no more need for peeking, then, is there?"
"Just a little more, please?"
Orlando got up from the floor and dragged him from the door. "You've seen quite enough; naughty pervie! Come on, you two!" he addressed Sean and Andrew and he carried Elijah downstairs like he would have a little girl.
Wearing a dark green little dress set off with black lace, she was as radiant as Sirius at the nightsky. Her stockings were held up by a black garter and her feet were obscured by a pair of high laced boots. Black satin gloves hid her arms and hands. Her blonde, curly hair didn't quite reach her bare shoulders, accentuating the necklace she wore.
Dom stared for a very brief moment at the green stone that was hanging between her petite breasts, before he met her emerald, shining eyes.
From her red painted lips, she blew a kiss in the air and smiled.
Dom was struck dumb and just stood there, without knowing what to do. Her voice had thrown him into confusion, thinking it was his sweet Billy that had spoken to him. He decided to blame the amount of drinking they had done tonight and tried to figure out how to get the hell out of this room while his bastard "friends" were still outside blocking the door.
"Happy birthday, Dom," she said while fluttering her eyelashes.
"Oh my God, Billy!?! It really ís you?!?"
She moved towards him and giggled.
"Don't make me take off my wig, you drunken monkey! Why yés, it ís really me: William Boyd, actor. But tonight my name is Angelique." She paused briefly. "What do you think?" He spread his arms and spinned around like a green debutante.
"Oh Billy!" Dom screeched and put his hand in front of his mouth. Then he shortly flapped his wrists and laughed more. "You look amazing; can't believe my eyes. This must be thé most original birthdaypresent ever, sweetie. I thank you from the bottom of my heart."
"Well, I am not the ónly responsible party, I'm afraid; the boys chipped in too and conspired to get you here." She put her arms around him and gazed into his eyes.
"I'm for one, very happy you're nót bedridden with an aweful case of the flue," he whispered while he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
Their lips locked and they closed their eyes.
In the hallway, Elijah peeked through the keyhole and smiled.
"Mission accomplished?" Orlando asked.
"Affirmative, my captain, oh captain."
Orlando grinned. "Well, no more need for peeking, then, is there?"
"Just a little more, please?"
Orlando got up from the floor and dragged him from the door. "You've seen quite enough; naughty pervie! Come on, you two!" he addressed Sean and Andrew and he carried Elijah downstairs like he would have a little girl.