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Her hand traced his slender form as he rested his dizzy head on her chest.

Captain Victoria had waited so long for this moment. She had tried before, but he was timid and not very comfortable around women after what happened with the gypsy girl in his previous adventure, but this time she had tamed him.
He still felt it wasn't right, giving in to her childish ways, but she knew he craved this feeling of seduction, and allowed himself to fall under her spell

"Miss Vittel..." he trailed off.

"Yes, my love?" she smiled.

The journalist's sense of insecurity came about him again. "Why do you call me that?" he inquired.

She giggled and brushed his short sandy hair, leaning forward and pressing her lips to his soft rosy cheek,
"Because that's what you are, dear Tintin." she purred "Are you not?"

Tintin sat up alarmed, fearing she would feel unloved.
"no! no, i mean-"
She hushed him and gently persuaded him to lie down again. "it's alright."

She stroked his head as Tintin stared up at her love-dazed, a dizzy grin on his face.
Victoria wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him in tighter. Tintin was very cuddly, especially when he was limp.
He continued to stare up at her, his silvery eyes locked in her eye's beautiful golden gaze and, with words barely escaped from his mouth, he whispered "You're beautiful."

She ever-so-slightly blushed kissed his forehead repeatedly, each kiss lower than the last, until she reached his lips; there, much to Tintin's disappointment, she stopped.

"Now," she began, as if they playing a game, "You show me what you can do."

Tintin's face suddenly lost it's innocence and he grinned widely. "Alright. You asked for it."
With that took control; He instantly leaned forward and pressed his soft lips to hers, not letting go. He then caressed her hands into his and pinned them down on the arm of the couch and arched himself upwards so that she was now underneath him, and kissed her harder.
After a few seconds he pulled away and began a trail of quick smooches, leading down to her neck. She lay there paralyzed by the feeling of his warm breath as he nuzzled her neck and shoulder. Victoria's breathing began to uncontrollably shudder and warm fuzzy sensations were shot out from her chest and sent all around her body.

Tintin grinned. "I warned you."
She chuckled and faced him "i know." and she leaned in for another kiss.

Description
Her hand traced his slender form as he rested his dizzy head on her chest.

Captain Victoria had waited so long for this moment. She had tried before, but he was timid and not very comfortable around women after what happened with the gypsy girl in his previous adventure, but this time she had tamed him.
He still felt it wasn't right, giving in to her childish ways, but she knew he craved this feeling of seduction, and allowed himself to fall under her spell

"Miss Vittel..." he trailed off.

"Yes, my love?" she smiled.

The journalist's sense of insecurity came about him again. "Why do you call me that?" he inquired.

She giggled and brushed his short sandy hair, leaning forward and pressing her lips to his soft rosy cheek,
"Because that's what you are, dear Tintin." she purred "Are you not?"

Tintin sat up alarmed, fearing she would feel unloved.
"no! no, i mean-"
She hushed him and gently persuaded him to lie down again. "it's alright."

She stroked his head as Tintin stared up at her love-dazed, a dizzy grin on his face.
Victoria wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him in tighter. Tintin was very cuddly, especially when he was limp.
He continued to stare up at her, his silvery eyes locked in her eye's beautiful golden gaze and, with words barely escaped from his mouth, he whispered "You're beautiful."

She ever-so-slightly blushed kissed his forehead repeatedly, each kiss lower than the last, until she reached his lips; there, much to Tintin's disappointment, she stopped.

"Now," she began, as if they playing a game, "You show me what you can do."

Tintin's face suddenly lost it's innocence and he grinned widely. "Alright. You asked for it."
With that took control; He instantly leaned forward and pressed his soft lips to hers, not letting go. He then caressed her hands into his and pinned them down on the arm of the couch and arched himself upwards so that she was now underneath him, and kissed her harder.
After a few seconds he pulled away and began a trail of quick smooches, leading down to her neck. She lay there paralyzed by the feeling of his warm breath as he nuzzled her neck and shoulder. Victoria's breathing began to uncontrollably shudder and warm fuzzy sensations were shot out from her chest and sent all around her body.

Tintin grinned. "I warned you."
She chuckled and faced him "i know." and she leaned in for another kiss.