Nunkies Fantasy #??: Lucius LaCroix, SCA Baron
 by Amythest Dragon
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 Your crazy friends have convinced you to go to a SCA feast, they said
 you'd enjoy it because you'd get to dress up like someone from 1228.  So
 far all that's happened for your trouble of wearing the lowest cut gown
 you could find in period is that several of the fighter types have hit on
 you (and they are not even close to Nunkies in desirablity).  

 For about fifeteen minutes now you've been watching a rather interesting
 game being played amoungst the 'adults' at the feast.  A whole fruit with
 cloves stuck in it is being passed around male to female, female to male.
 Where if you accept the fruit (and bite a clove) you have to kiss the
 giver (hand, cheek or mouth).  It's interesting and you wonder if it's in
 period.

 "If you had been available when I was choosing a daughter, Janette may not
 have been chosen", a familiar seductively deep voice sends shivers down
 your spine. You turn and find yourself staring at Nunkie's very desirable
 lower half clad only in tights and a rather 'interesting' cod piece.  You
 look up and find him clad in a black velvet doublet, that you <know> is in
 period.  His steely eye's twinkle with mischief as he takes his hand from
 behind his back and offers you a cloven fruit.

 "Why thank you m'lord", you say as you take the fruit and go to remove a
 clove.

 As you hold the clove between your teeth unsure if you'll like the taste
 of whole clove, LaCroix murmurs softly, "I just partook of my feast,
 perhaps I should use THAT clove."  His soft, full lips meet yours and his
 tongue steels the clove from between your teeth.  You smell the slight
 scent of blood before LaCroix crunches down on the clove and releases the
 sickly sweet scent of it.  He pulls you tight in his grasp against his
 body and his lips crush yours in passion.  Your tongues meet and wrestle
 in the warm cavern of your mouth.  Then too soon he pulls back, golden
 sparkles already glowing in his eyes.  

 "Perhaps you would care for a walk with me, outside", LaCroix asks his
 voice a low rumbling purr.

 And you follow nunkies into the cold, dark night!
 

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