Re: Waiting for Rain
anonymous
September 20 2014, 05:14:28 UTC
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you were the one behind this,” she said hoarsely to him one night, after her a particularly vicious tussle with her handmaidens, several of whom had been bitten or scratched trying to pull Jasmine inside from her daily blistering vigil.
They lay entangled on a chaise longue on Jasmine’s balcony, with Jasmine’s wrists and ankles bound to the legs of the chaise longue by red silk sashes. Jafar often enjoyed taking his pleasure in the open air, where stray breezes helped take the edge off the desert heat. He also loved watching Jasmine trying to stifle her cries of pain and pleasure, lest the sounds carry to the courtyard below and any servants who might be passing through.
He arched an eyebrow. “And why would I do this to the people of Agrabah? As Sultan, I feel the people’s pain as my own. Just as I share your pain, my dear. And your pleasure
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Agrabah is in the midst of a drought. He makes her come using water.
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They lay entangled on a chaise longue on Jasmine’s balcony, with Jasmine’s wrists and ankles bound to the legs of the chaise longue by red silk sashes. Jafar often enjoyed taking his pleasure in the open air, where stray breezes helped take the edge off the desert heat. He also loved watching Jasmine trying to stifle her cries of pain and pleasure, lest the sounds carry to the courtyard below and any servants who might be passing through.
He arched an eyebrow. “And why would I do this to the people of Agrabah? As Sultan, I feel the people’s pain as my own. Just as I share your pain, my dear. And your pleasure ( ... )
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