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[thelordofthunder]

Mary. I hope you know that I think you are a most extraordinary woman. You're bold, clever, beautiful, and humorous. I very much enjoy getting to know you more and spending time with you.

But there are times when I ache to come, when I feel burning with such a desire it's overwhelming and I know that it can't be satisfied by anyone but you. I need you Mary. Badly.

[Included is a picture of the Thunder God stretched out on a bed, completely naked and very hard.]

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[thequitecontrary]

[ This is a most unexpected text. Mary actually gasps out loud when she sees the picture. He is incredibly sexy though. She can feel her desire for him spike in an instant. How can she not tease and flirt with him though? ]

Goodness, that looks serious. What is it exactly that you need me to help you do?

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[thelordofthunder]

I need you to come ride me soon. No matter how much I take care of things myself it’s not the same as feeling you around me, of watching that look on your face as you ride on my cock.

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[thequitecontrary]

Have you gone into the forest?

[ She has to ask, at least. He seems so riled up and she wonders if pollen is behind it. ]

What if I wish to ride your face instead?

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[thelordofthunder]

No, this is just how you make me feel.

I do miss the taste of you as well.

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[lie_cheat_steal]

Beg pardon for disturbing you out the blue like this. I was hopin' to speak witha Lady Crawley.

M'name's Orin. I'm a musician.

Heard you have a teaspot and thought you might have space for a bard to play to your patrons.

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[thequitecontrary]

Yes, this is she. Hello, Orin. What sort of music do you play?

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[lie_cheat_steal]

Pleasure m'lady.

I can play and sing well. Mostly ballads and tale songs. But I've yet t'come across something I can't aye play if given the chance to listen first.

[To Mary's distinguished ear, Mirren would sound distinctly Northern.]

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[thequitecontrary]

[ He does, which makes Mary wonder where he's from. ]

That might bode well for the atmosphere at the tea house on certain days or times. I'm willing to hear you play, if you'd like.

[lie_cheat_steal]

I'd be awfully obliged if you were to lend me y'time, Lady Crawley.

Yule Gift

[cobaltsoul]

[When Yule rolled around, an irritated pixie delivered a box to Mary. Inside she found a bottle of excellent Lionett Vineyards wine, a few baggies of special Caduceau teas including copied down brewing directions, and an envelope that contained two different coupons and a note.]

Happy Yule, Mary. These are some of the tea I mentioned to you. I hope you enjoy them.
-Beauregard

P.S. The coupons are just in case.

[thequitecontrary]

[ Mary sends her a note back. ]

Beau,

The gifts are lovely. Thank you. [ Little does she know that the tea plants are grown on dead bodies. ] I hope that you enjoy the Yuletide. And don't worry. I may cash in those coupons yet.

- Mary

[A gift and note left on her doorstep]

[hislittleflower]

[After Thor leaving, Peony feels compelled to do something. So she does what she knows best and covers awkward feelings with material possessions. Which is then left on Mary's front porch. She knocks on the door and runs away.]

Hi.

You don't know me. But I was one of Thor's friends. He was probably one of the nicest people I've ever known.

I'm sorry you're sad. Someone I had feelings for left and I know how badly it hurts when that happens.

I wanted to give you this drawing. It might help you remember him.

Peony Emeline Blithe

[The note sits inside a basket. There is a relatively good pencil sketch of Thor on a piece of parchment paper tucked in with the note, captured in the middle of a laugh and carefully done. The basket holds a few things to make Mary 'comfortable', a bottle of wine, some chocolates and other assorted things to cheer people up when they feel miserable.]

[thequitecontrary]

[ The basket and note are both greatly appreciated by Mary. They do make her feel better in this difficult time, and having the drawing of Thor is bittersweet. She will cherish it though. Mary plans to reach out to Peony in the future and thank her for her thoughtfulness. ]

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[cobaltsoul]

[A box was delivered to Mary's house by an irritated sprite that practically threw it at her. Inside was lingerie and a simple note:]

♥
-B

[thequitecontrary]

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[hatestofly]

[Its been some time now since Thor has departed and left Mary broken hearted. Obi-Wan could only feel compassion for the lovely had that had become a friend and a bit more. The Jedi having remained concerned about her in the following weeks.

He had brought her things when she needed it, but didn’t push conversation or ask questions. He had met her set the pace. The Jedi also frequented the tea shop to both enjoy a cup and check up on her. However, he decided one day to take some initiative. Thus Mary would have a message waiting for her.]

Hello Mary. I hope you are well.

I was wondering if I may pay you a visit? I’ve been experimenting with some local herbs for making tea and would like your opinion. Also, I was hoping we could talk a bit. It’s been awhile.

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[thequitecontrary]

[ Mary's happy to hear from Obi-Wan, and she responds quickly. ]

Hello! I'm well enough, I suppose. I hope you are too.

I'd love to get together. Maybe you'd like to come out here? Surely you know the way in your sleep by now.

[ He's visited her several times over the past few months and Mary enjoys his company. She appreciated him helping her take her mind off of Thor's disappearance. ]

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[hatestofly]

I am quite well, thank you.

Yes, I would be delighted to visit your home. The route has practically become second nature it’s true. I’ll be there shortly.

[And true to his word, Mary would eventually see the man in the long flowing cloaking walking up the path to her house. It was also clear that he had brought a few things with him.]

[thequitecontrary]

[ Mary greets him in the garden with a smile. He's been a pretty faithful visitor to her cottage and she's glad to see him again.

Leaning in, she kisses his cheek. ]

Thank you for visiting.

[hatestofly]

[There’s a tender smile when she kisses his cheek, and he in turn kisses her. Just as if he was greeting an old friend, which by now, they might as well be that much.]

Of course. I’m always happy to drop in for one of my favorite ladies.

[His blue eyes sparkle cheerfully as he reaches into the satchel he brought. What he brings out is a small box of chocolate candies.]

I thought you might enjoy these. It never ceases to amaze me how common chocolate is here.

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[untailed]

I have something to ask you.

About sex.

[Because there was a Situation and she's tried to figure out why it was a situation and she's arrived at a thought, and while she doesn't really know how to phrase the question that arises from the thought even in her own head, Mary is the only person that she can think of who can answer the question. Simply because Mary is the only person that she knows has given birth to a child, so she must have had sex with the purpose of having a child. But she's also been around these kinds of places that she must have had a lot of sex that didn't have that purpose. So... whatever the question is, Mary's Silent-Death's best chance at someone who can answer it.]

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[thequitecontrary]

[ God help her. Why? ]

Alright. I'll try to answer it.

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[untailed]

You've had sex wanting to have a child, and sex not wanting to have a child.

What does the difference feel like?

[thequitecontrary]

[ That's... not what she was expecting. ]

Do you mean does it physically feel different?