Oh, What Strange Changes We See!

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..it had been a night of honesty.. of confession.. of trying to right wrongs.. and they spent it together.. wrapped up in each others arms .she had told him how she felt about Elizabeth and how far she was willing to go to make sure that the three of them lived a happy life without those horrible distractions.. the two of them stripped bare.. snuggling in close to each other beneath the blankets.. and thats when he layed it all out on the table..

when he began to explain the relationship that he had had with Elizabeth.. how it had started so very young.. and how it seemed to just flourish so quickly.. till it was all encompassing.. and it took over his life.. how his Dominant side was quashed and how it lead him to act out.. he showed her the tattoos on his shoulders.. and how they hid all the abuse.. the dark shadows within the ink concealing the deeper ridges.. the long scars made from whips and blades.. she snapped.. telling him that she was going to kill Elizabeth.. that his Mother would have to deal with the left overs..

before he felt her kisses.. her arms wrapping around him.. his own hands rose as he held her there-.. It was a very long time ago.. -he spoke softly.. he would confess his part in the murder of a man..that he had woken suddenly with his hands covered in blood and a body beside the bed.. it still shocked him to this day and probably would for a very long time.. he wasn't big on violence unless there was a reason.. and even then he would pretty much exhaust every other avenue first.. possibly to his downfall but his conscience then at least would be clear-.. Please.. -he pleaded with her-.. dont.. I dont want anything to happen to you.. I understand that yes.. there is an issue here.. and it is something that needs to be addressed.. but I dont think we can just rush in and deal with it.. she's been around for such a long time now.. that I am sure she is not so easily dealt with..

-he turned to look to her there.. his free hand rising to cradle her cheek.. to hold it...his gaze lingering upon her own-.. I really dont know what happened.. in hindsight yes.. I dont know how I could have possibly stayed for so long.. as an adult I look back at it.. the things I can remember and I question myself.. often.. but.. I also recall that I was incredibly young.. and pretty damn inexperienced.. maybe I was simply infatuated.. obsessed.. I dont know.. -his brows furrowed-..there could have been magic involved yes.. It is possible to draw a line down that path.. though Im not certain how we would find out..

-he caressed her soft warmed skin.. making sure she was covered by the blanket.. to keep warm-.. Me as I am now.. would not have stayed with her for more than a night.. I would have seen it for what it was and I would have left.. Me as a teenage boy.. well.. short of going back there.. I cant be so sure.. -he tilted his head when she confessed to killing the janitor.. that her earlier story of the guy just turning up dead wasn't exactly true.. that she had killed him in self defence.. that she had stabbed him until she was stopped by another person.. that she had actually gone through with the act.. the difference being that he wasn't sure.. he had no memory.. he leant in.. pressing his lips to her forehead-.. You acted purely on self preservation.. Youd find it hard pressed to find another person who wouldn't act in the same way if placed in a similar position.. and You know what.. Im fucking glad you knifed him.. I am.. I have no shame in saying that.. because if you hadn't of done it.. I would probably have never met you....and I cant imagine what my life would be like without you in it now

-he pulled her in closer to him then.. wrapping his arms around her as he drew her head to his shoulder.. his fingers slowly caressed through her hair-.. We will figure all this out.. I know we will.. -he wasn't entirely sure on where to go from there but.. he knew with perhaps a little outside help they would come to some kind of plan.. -Faelon helped me out.. he got an inkling into what was going on.. he came and got me the day I woke up with the blood all over my hands.. so he knows a lot more than most do.. I guess that could either put him in a position of power.. or put a target on his back..

-he rubbed his lips together-.. So if anyone knows anything.. he might.. he seems to know when to step in.. like tonight..when you two went off to dance and I was collected by Elizabeth.. I remember the dancing.. and then you were there.. I dont know.. it's like.. there are blips in my memory that are missing.. like.. small sections of life just gone.. it makes no sense..-if she did want some answers.. Faelon would probably the best person to seek out.. other than Elizabeth herself of course.. -.. After I left Elizabeth I kind of fell through the cracks a little.. made up for.. a little lost time before I met Cora.. and the rest.. well.. I think you already know...well most of it anyway..

-he exhaled.. turning so his head would come down to rest upon the pillows.. he pulled her up to rest atop him there.. to straddle him as he held her to his chest.. -.. You know you can ask me anything.. I mean it.. I have no secrets from you.. -he lightly touched along her shoulders.. the sides of her neck-.. to completely throw the topic out the window.. are you looking forward to the girls weekend back in Arvandor?.. -he would look up to her there with a smile..-.. If you arent comfortable being there with my family for that length of time we dont have to go.. I dont mind staying behind.. -he gave a shake of his head.. and he would be more than happy to stay behind for her.. -.. Its just coming up quite quickly.. and it will probably be the last time we will have around one another before you have to settle in here.. and I have to head back to the Mansion..

[BadInfluence]

“I’m not made of glass Jacob, I’ve been fighting my whole life in some sort of battle or another, I’m strong.” She said when he said she didn’t have to do anything, that he didn’t want her to get hurt or anything to happen to her, to take her time. “Someone’s hemorrhaging on the table, do you move in and immediately clamp the vein, or do you wait to ask the person if he wants to live or die?” She asked, a brow risen over her eyes, pinning him with a look. “There are times to wait, and there are times to act, and right now? We don’t have the pleasure to linger around for a divine opportunity. We both know Grace is gunning for you, and she won’t wait an aota of a second to throw me under the bus to get you, or anyone really. Didn’t you see the way she made sure Ric was shut up before she made sure to make him out to be some horrible liar?” Maybe he had missed it? Maybe he didn’t see the relevance of it? “Ric LISTENED to her. Think about it.” Ric didn’t listen to anyone, especially not a woman, but with Grace? He had clammed up instantly...



Grace didn’t realize what an enemy she had made, and while Sydel and Nautilous were forces to be reckoned with she was sure, right now? Grace had her, and she was a pissed off elf with a whole lot of skill in areas a good girl shouldn’t have, an elf who was pregnant and was willing to fight tooth and nail for her family... Few things more dangerous than that. Reaching up she caught his hand with hers, holding it there against her cheek, intent on keeping this open and honest, throwing out her own ideas... Things that made sense, possible venues for what had happened when it had, a plausible reason for all the following actions... “Jacob no one is ever that young or that dumb to put up with something like that. That sort of abuse is why kids run away from home, not stick around for another day of hell, it’s not how it works.” She wasn’t padding her answers, she wasn’t sugar coating a single thing, and right now? It wasn’t what either of them needed. Facts were being laid bare and it was exactly what the moment called for. Jacob, she hoped, would at least find some sort of solace in the moment... Knowing she accepted what he said, that she listened to him, and she didn’t judge... Just questioned, sometimes softly, sometimes with the finesse of a scalpel... But if they wanted to get to the bottom of it? Then she had to ask, to make him think about it in another light than he previously had, to go down venues previously unexplored... “Are there ways to test for Magic? What about your mom and dad? They’re viciously protective of you, would they know anything, being older than us?” Wasn’t that what elders were supposed to do? Pass down the knowledge? Would either of them have a way to test?



Feeling him draw the blanket up over her, she sighed softly and curled in a bit more, knowing he was looking out for her... Protective maybe? Was he concerned more for her now with the baby? It seemed like it... But then the night on his balcony, that first time with wine and dinner, the rug around their shoulders... He had done the same thing... “That’s what makes this so scary... Who is to say that you wont? She had that power over you then, who’s to say she might not find a way to redo it now, to get you back under her thumb?” She’d felt his shaking, the way he had flinched at the light touch of her fingers on his skin... It was a damned scary thing to imagine, seeing how he had already been hurt just minutes on a dancefloor, what would happen now with him being around her 24/7 outside of the times he could get away? Would he even have chances to meet up with her after all this started? Or would Grace make sure he never got a chance to leave?



He told her about his own murder... And she? Confessed hers... They both had blood on their hands, but it was different, he hadn’t been in control or aware of his where as she? Had done it gladly, easily even, and worse still? She had enjoyed killing that human... Even as a child she had thrilled as the blood sprayed into the air, at the struggles, the death rattles... She had delighted in it, and while she had never killed anyone again, she also knew that it wouldn’t cause her any loss of sleep to do so if she had to... Grace? Would be all too easy to enjoy killing, she had done so much to inspire her wrath and hatred, Grace would likely face a very slow and painful death... One she would thoroughly relish... “I confess I feel no regrets... I never did... I can only imagine how many little boys and girls were saved because of his death, who I might have spared from a fate like Mary’s, or the torment and torture like mine... Some people are born to be killed I think... Evil blots on the world...” It was a dark thought but it held merit... Some people needed to be born to die, to perform evil and remind Good that it was not all encompassing, there was something outside of it that needed handled... Like how a rainy few days makes you appreciate the sun all that much more...



Curious about Faelon though, but he was right, Faleon had someone known just when to step in... Knowing Grace was up to something, telling her to faint, getting them out of there... It was all solid, and if anyone did know anything, she was fairly sure he was right and it was Faelon... “We figured out how to cheat death, I’m pretty sure this little thing will be easy enough, once we get a chance to start on it.” Though the more he talked the more she was positive that Grace was doing something unnatural... Magic had to be involved, or if not magic, than some seriously hellish bad mind control... There were ways to torture a human so that a set of words turned them into what ever the other person wanted them to be... A type of- It clicked for her then... “Hypnosis!” She said as she almost shot up like a rocket there next to him. “Oh my God how did I not see this before?! Think about it! It started off really subtle right? But then things span out pretty fast and then next thing you know, six years are gone by. You got chunks of missing time, moments when you’re unaware of things going on, where you just sort of come to... Hypnosis can do ALL of that!” But what was the code? What was the trigger word that worked? Or was it something else? What ever it was though she knew at least they had something to go off of, something wonderful, finally a chunk of good information... If... If she was right, at least...



Rolling onto his back and taking her with him she moaned a bit, part delicious ache part pain, he had after all given her one hell of a luscious fucking at the end... “Mmm... It’s so weird that I want to feel you again but at the same time I am utterly satisfied and sore as I’ve ever felt... Sex and pleasure are sure strange things...” She said with a soft laugh as she settled down against his chest, a soft sigh as she curled in with him, keeping herself higher up...Not wanting to dance with too much temptation with his cock just, you know, right there... They’d had sex what, three times in twenty four hours? And each one was boiling hot and luscious, different places and different situations, and yet still? She could easily slide him into herself and go for a slow, sweet, leisurely ride atop his cock to a soft decadent orgasm... While on the other hand? She felt raw and achy, her core throbbed and she was wonderfully bruised and swollen between her thighs, given just what she wanted... It was a seriously funny thing... Something she couldn’t figure out just yet but she’d get around to it... Eventually... The mention of the weekend and honestly? “When your dad shangied me to go help I thought it was going to be nuts but... Well it was pretty fun... Your mom and dad tease each other a lot, your dads ego is huge and it makes me wonder how his head fits into any of his shirts, let alone a door frame... Your little brothers and sisters are terribly cute too.” She’d seen a bit of Aysil, Aylan and Joshua... Aylan had tried to peek up under her skirt a bit before she caught him, giving him such a look he had grinned bashfully and ran off. Oh yeah, she knew all about that age and boys, she’d been around more than a few after all. “I want to go... Plus Anouk and Kit will be there too, so I’ll have some more familiar faces, I’ll be ok. Just... What should we do about the baby?” Did he want to tell his family right away? Did he want to wait until she showed? They were in such a.... Strange place... Were they a couple? Were they exclusive? She had no idea about Arvandor law, the way babies worked into it, nothing like that... No more than she knew about the courtship things or anything of that matter, unaware for instance, that the flower she had given Jacob? And got in return? Was an elvish sign of courtship they had entered together unknowingly... At least on her part. But courtship and something serious were different. Entirely. “Outside of that I am excited yes. I want to study your mom, she’s absolutely fascinating, like a zombie but with completely intact faculties... A doll with all the working parts and plumbing... Honestly she is just... Wow... Though I’m pretty sure she won’t appreciate me thinking of her as some rare specimen to study...” Settling down a bit closer against him she pulled the pins out of her hair, letting it all tumble down around her shoulders and onto his chest, her fingers catching his... Twining... “I know... It’s going to be crazy after it... Promise me we’ll steal an extra day in Arvandor just for us? We can go to your house and just steal one more morning and night together before we seperate... All my stuff is already at Barathons after all, I’m virtually moved in, so I won’t have to do anything...”



Settling back a bit though she rose from his chest, the blanket pooling around her hips, tilting her head to the side a bit... “How fast does an elf get signs of pregnancy? Because either we played really rough or I’m having an early pregnancy thing...” She said as she shifted to the side of him... She’d realized her breasts hurt resting atop of him, and since earlier today they’d felt heavier, quite sensitive... A part of it had made sex feel maddening incredible but another part was just... Ouch... They even looked a bit bigger to her, not a lot, no one else would notice but to her? They had definitely grown... While she was sitting up she’d pull out some of the finger foods, a bit of cheese and strawberries, little chunks of chocolate... She’d feed him the finger foods as she massaged down his arms and chest... “So... About us... This... Switch thing we are... You said you wanted to talk about safe words? Other things like that?... I don’t think we’ll have much time later to get to it but I’m curious... If you enjoyed me dominating you, does that mean you’ll enjoy dominating me when that need arises? Do we switch off? Is it something we turn on and off? Or is it a mood thing? Can you even tell which mood your in? How do you figure it out? And... What about the whole... You know... Voyeur thing...”

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..they had spent the last hour and a bit more just curled up amongst one another .. there beneath the soft warm blankets..many things were confessed, discussed and unveiled.. he spoke about Elizabeth and how it all started, the way back when he was just a teenager still and how it just stole a good few years of his life before he found his footing and was able to remove himself.. she confessed having killed a man.. though it were clear to be in self defence.. where-as with his.. well he wasn't entirely sure what had happened, he just woke with the body beside the bed and blood everywhere.. he blinked though when she sat up suddenly.. bolt upright before she explained that it had to be a form of hypnosis that had him locked to Grace for as long as he was..

he listened.. tilting his head as she continued.. going over the points he had earlier spoken about.. that it started off slow.. yes thats true.. how large chunks of his memory was just gone.. missing time.. and then he would just come too at odd points.. he nodded-.. you're not wrong.. yes.. its most certainly possible.. though I am unsure on just how she has managed to do it.. I myself havent noticed anything.. -his brows furrowed.. -.. but then again I probably wouldn't really notice would i?.. it would be something thats switching me into the position she desires me to be in.. -he pulled her over with him when he settled onto his back.. letting her rest comfortably upon his stomach..his smile grew when she moaned a little and spoke about how she wanted to feel him again-.. not weird at all.. I could most certainly do the same.. though I do think it would be best if we gave it a little rest.. I dont want to hurt you..

-his hands came down to rest about the gentle dip of her waistline.. just barely touching her soft smooth skin.. she smelt incredible.. she felt even better pressed against him.. weighing practically nothing.. just perfection.. he asked her if she was looking forward to the weekend back in Arvandor.. and that she didn't have to go if she wasn't feeling comfortable.. though she soon let him know how much she wanted to go.. talking a little more about her visit back home.. to see his parents.. his family.. laughing at the remark about Nautilous-.. mmhmm.. my Fathers ego is quite large.. but really he can back all of it up just down to his experience alone.. he's so incredibly well travelled.. smart and savage.. in truth.. I never really thought I would see him settle as much as he has.. but when he is around my Mother well.. those two are quite a pair.. -he nodded when she spoke about Kit and Anouk-..

Of course.. and its possible there will be a few more girls you havent met before.. when we head off the women usually all group up and enjoy themselves..have some 'me' time.. as it were.. Im sure you wil have fun.. and you'l be looked after.. so there's no worries about that.. I'll be heading off with My Uncle Garafin, My Father Nautilous and Diovan and then of course Ace.. it should be fun, it's been a while since Ive gotten the chance to spend some time with my family.. Im looking forward to it.. and it makes me feel even better to know that you are too.. -he tilted his head.. reaching up to softly caress her hair when she asked what they should do about the baby.. should they tell?-. mmm.. well.. maybe not just yet.. I mean you dont have to keep it a secret if you dont want to.. but I figure it's perfect just between us both for now.. such a perfect little surprise under wraps.. what are your thoughts on it though?.. this is not just my decision afterall..

-she spoke about wanting to study Sydel and he laughed a little-.. well I wish you luck in that regard.. she's not one to warm to just anyone.. though if you helped her out with something then.. maybe you have got at least your foot in the door.. so to speak.. the story behind what and who she is.. is quite spectacular.. if she's willing to share it.. i think you'd find it intriguing.. she's certainly not what she seems.. -their fingers met.. intertwining .. he gave her hand a gentle squeeze-.. I promise the moment I get back.. we will steal away for the remainder of the time.. just you and I.. Ill give you a guided tour of my home.. and show you where I grew up.. and so on.. just us..Plenty of time to just spend together.. -he held her a little tighter..though he suddenly released her when she moved to sit up.. asking about the signs of pregnancy.. -..

generally its longer than that of a Human.. earlier symptoms can be the usual.. sickness.. lethargy.. there would be some breast tenderness.. but honestly id be surprised if you had that yet..-he watched her.. -.. I guess.. since we dont know a lot about you mystery girl.. we dont know just whats in your blood.. say.. wether or not you are indeed full elven.. that would change things for example.. -he accepted those little nibbles of food.. of fruit, chocolate and bread.. just little sweets.. he reached across to grab his jacket then.. sliding it about her bare shoulders.. before he would sink back down to rest in that semi reclined state.. she asked then about safe words.. and so on.. wanting to expand her mind a little more on the subject-..

mm.. -he nodded.. taking a drink from the bottle there before he offered it over to her-.. Well.. You and I both need to choose a safe word.. something that can be said at any time during an activity.. that means Stop immediately.. generally No, Dont and Stop.. well.. they are made redundant.. as well.. sometimes they come into play.. and arent meant literally.. so.. -he rubbed his lips together.. sitting up on his elbows there.. watching her-.. say.. you and I were together.. You were topping me.. You had slipped into the Mistress role and you decided to try something new.. maybe I wasn't quite ready for it.. or.. there was something wrong.. maybe it hurt beyond the pleasure factor.. or I was just uncomfortable.. I would say this word.. that we had both agreed upon and you would stop everything that you were doing.. Completely stop.. no questions asked.. no judgement.. just end show..

and it work work both ways.. do you understand what I mean?.. like it cant be a long word.. or something that is hard to say.. short and easy.. because.. -he would pluck up another piece of fruit there..before he would sit up.. placing his hand over her mouth-.If you tried to say something long when you were gagged.. or if something was in your mouth.. -he shot her a wink-.. You'd struggle.. -he removed his hand there and moved to recline once more-. for me.. my safe word is Red...As for me enjoying earlier.. I did.. immensely.. probably more than I could possibly put to words.. and I like to think I can articulate pretty much anything..

-he chuckled lightly..-.. You slipped into the role effortlessly.. you commanded with an iron first.. your voice never wavered.. you knew what you wanted.. and how to get it.. and the way you handled that peeping Tom.. well.. perfection.. Any submissive would be proud to have you as an owner.. I assure you.. -he placed the bottle down there as he plucked up a piece of the chocolate-.. as for dominating you.. yes.. it is something I would like to explore.. if you're willing of course.. I guess.. You wont really know if it is for you until you experience it.. Right now at this point you have dominant tendencies.. its clearly in your blood.. your body and mind flourished when you were Mistress Rose.. but will the same occur as say.. My pet?.. -he tilted his head.. looking across to her-..

only time will truly tell.. if it doesn't thats perfectly fine too.. I will never.. Ever push you to do something you dont want to do... as for switching on and off.. it's kind of like that yes.. its a mood.. a mindset.. you can feel it.. the air of superiority.. or the need to bend.. it can be heavily influenced by stressors around the person.. say.. a business man who's always at the top of his game.. who works damn hard to be the boss..will drop to his knees easily.. it just depends.. you have to feel it out.. something I think we can do together.. Id love to share all of this with you.. -he rubbed his lips together.. taking a swig from the bottle once more-.. speaking of which.. when we get back home.. there's someone I want you to meet.. His name is Ace Koehler.. -he nodded,,passing her the bottle-..He's ..ah.. close friend of mine.. kind of helped me through that rough patch after Elizabeth..

[BadInfluence]

“Well I mean... There’s this theory...” She said, and she wished for a moment they were back at the manse, all the books in the rooms there, she could have easily gone off to find the one she needed... “With enough training and hypnosis, it’s incredibly easy to make something trigger the hypnosis, even the snap of a pair of fingers for example.” He mentioned how he couldn’t recall any of it, the beginning or the end, or what triggered it. “That’s the reason I think it’s hypnosis. You don't know when you go under, how long your out, or what happens when you’re out.” It was too easy, too perfect, like the answer was so obvious now it was painful... It made her feel a bit stupid for not thinking about it before now... They were rolled then, where she was on his chest, and the moan... It was impossible to hide, her thighs spread, reminding her of every ache and pain she felt... The bruises and the rawness... The tender muscles... “I don’t know how I am going to do this... I went from being completely disinterested now to being a virtual addict for you and this... I am so sore, I have bruises and I ache, but I STILL want it...” Funny in a way, she liked it, she really did. All the pain from what they had done was a beautiful lush reminder of what they had shared, but it came at a cost, and the cost? Was that she couldn’t quite get over it... Over him... The hunger was always gnawing on her... “Does the hunger ever taper off? Get more... Manageable?” She asked... She had to know...



They talked about the stag night coming up, the girls weekend and if she wanted to go, that he would understand if she said no... That he’d stay behind with her if she preferred. She told him the truth, she was interested in going now, having met his mom she didn’t feel as nervous anymore... She could... Handle it? At least she knew what she was getting into... SOrt of. “Oh I know all about your father, I have his book, his autobiography... He definitely lives up to the reputation... He’s nicer than I thought he would be though... He’s very likable, very funny, but totally not my type... But you know... Looking at your mom and dad together?” There was something about them together, not their looks, or their stature... There had been something there she saw, she felt it, like a sort of mist on the air... It was hard to say, to explain, but it was really sort of... Amazing... “You can tell they live for each other. Not just love, but live, if you can understand it...I know it’s vague but you can just... You know they can’t live without each other. It’s beautiful.” But of course that was just her way of looking at it...



Mentioning the extra girls, that was curious, she thought it would be a smaller group but... Maybe more now? Though as he explained that it was the woman's time to relax and get some down time? It made sense to go as a big group, you’d be able to get better deals and there was safety in numbers too of course, and then the general bonding... Not that she knew anything about it personally, God knew she’d been alone for a very long time, and had never had so much as a ‘me’ day let alone a girls weekend... “Well it should be fine, even with the extra girls... I'm just happy you found a place in your heart that you now feel ready to go and venture out again... Including being around your family.” She really was happy he felt better... When they had met he had been closed up like an oyster, buried in the much and refusing to come out, and now? Now he was like the pearl, he just glowed, he showed his worth and all he had accomplished through his hard work... He was shining out in the open again and she was so happy for him... More than he might realize... There was the question of the baby though... To tell? Not to tell? Did he want to keep it a secret? Or just come out and explain they were having a baby?



“I like keeping it a secret too... We can wait for the perfect time to reveal it. There’s no rush...” Plus she didn’t want to say or do anything until they were in the clear, she had three months to go before they’d know for sure that she was going to make it to term, and until then? It was just better to keep it quiet and safe... Their personal little treasure... Going on to explain she wanted to study his mother, she could tell from what she had seen first hand she was far from normal, there wasn’t a thing about her that was textbook by any means... It was fascinating and she wondered, if she were able to understand that sort of a complex system, how much could she apply that knowledge to future treatments and cures? “It was just a small thing, women problems can sometimes be embarrassing of course... But I don’t feel I did enough to give myself a chance there... But I’ll ask anyways just because it’s always worth a shot.” The question though, about her pregnancy, it was an honest one... She’d only had a short flare of nausea, come and gone, she figured that could have been explained away... Her breasts though? That one was harder to explain away... Had they played too hard? She had asked him for it though, needed it, that sharp grip he had on her back at his apartment... It had felt so good she hadn’t wanted him to stop, it made her cum so hard, but now? Everything was sensitive and felt... Different... When he said it shouldn’t be showing up yet but without knowing her race, it could be a mixed bag, and she sort of paused... “I’ve never thought about what I was before...” Was she a mixed bag? What if she wasnt pure elf? What if she was something else? What if her parents, one or the other, had been at the end of their life before she was born? “I don’t know Jacob... I just know they’re tender and my nipples feel so sensitive even just a breeze is making them hard... It’s really playing havoc with other places...” Her nipples were a nice foreplay area for her after all, so having an area as sensitive as that on the firsts, really played merry hell with her sex drive... “I had some nausea the other night, my first one in the hospital, and a shart flare at the venue... But no, no lethargy or anything like that, honestly I wouldn’t even know I was pregnant if Barathon hadn’t told me...” After all, a lot of things could easily be explained away, so who could say really?



Safe words were brought up and he explained that certain words during being a bottom became pretty much non-existant, you could say them but they didn’t matter, and in the moment? She couldn’t imagine why anyone would ever say that and not mean it? “That seems so confusing though... Why would you say for someone to stop but not mean it?” It was weird but... They’d get to there at some point, right? She thought she was a switch... She was pretty sure she was, after all she was able to be dominant for him, and they had sex without her in that role so... That made her a switch, right? She took the jacket he slid around her shoulders with a smile and held it there, nibbling on the food around them, sharing bites with him and the like... Listening to everything he said, absorbing it all like a sponge, once again he was her teacher... She was his student... His hand over her mouth when he said it had to be short... Something that could be said around a gag... Why would he gag her? Why would anyone be gagged? “So the fact you didn’t say red earlier means you enjoyed it all... Ok... That part I can understand...” What would her word be though? She had no idea, she was trying to think of one, something she wouldn’t normally say... “But picking a word...” She said, shaking her head head back and forth, a small laugh sounding. “The one one I can see me never using in bed is Pineapple. Who the HELL thinks pineapple is a sexy word? Is that short enough? Or should I use apple?... Hmm no...” She said, tapping her chin a bit, nodding her head. “No I think apple is perfect... It’s sin, right, the original one for man in their religion. It got them kicked out of their Eden so it makes sense.” At least to her. “So if I ever say apple in bed, that’s what I mean, ok? Your word is red, mine is apple.”



She blushed when he said he had definitely enjoyed her taking over for him, that he had liked it immensely, and that did wonders to help settle her into her own skin on that front. It felt good to know she could enjoy something the same way he did, that they had a mutually beneficial satisfaction there, there was nothing either needed to know or change... “I only ever want to see you happy Jacob...” She said softly, resting her fingers against his cheek, a soft loving caress along his skin... Taking up a seedless cherry as he had his chocolate and wine, taking it all in, thinking about what he said... How he said it... “I want to explore it with you... All of these things... All sides of me and what we can feel together.” Would she like to be pet? She had hedged a bit there, curious to see if he had a preference, did he want to dominate her? Could she handle it? Would she like it? But they hadn’t really gotten into it, he had simply made it very clear he was possessive and she... “I might?... I don’t know... I know it was really arousing when you were claiming me as yours and showing your jealousy... It made me incredibly hot... Is that part of it?” She could understand dominating, it wasn’t a far stretch from how she had controlled her own life since she was old enough to realize what it was, but submissive? She’s been fighting her whole life, even to just survive in that basket down the river as a baby, could she even bend like that? Could she give him that power over her? To do what he had done in the room with her?... “When... Do you want to try this?... When do you want to... No... When should WE try this...” She had no idea if his moods came and went like that... He had just submitted to her so she figured he might be more in the mood for that for a while... But then what if he didn’t like her submission? What if she did it wrong?



A gentle sigh as she took the bottle and took several drinks before she nestled in atop of him, her ear over his heart, hearing the beat there... Her lids falling closed for a moment as she listened to the sounds of the world around her. “I love you Jacob... I’ll be happy to meet a friend of yours... Especially someone who helped you out when you were so badly hurt...” So then Anouk had helped him after Cora, and then this Ace helped him after Elizabeth, which naturally put her in the mind and mood to thank him for what he had done for her Jacob... “Oh wait... Is he a fairy too? Does he smell like bubblegum and cherries too? Or do boy fairies not have a smell? Do they have that glitter too? Or is it more like confetti?” She asked, curious about the difference between boy and girl fairies, more than happy to learn too... And speaking of learning... “Baby I’m hungry...” She said as she burrowed in closer to him for a moment before slipping under the blankets... “I want to try something...” She said from under the warm coverings before she slid lower... Lower still and took him, soft and warm between her lips, slowly beginning to give him head... Nothing rushed or hurried, just something slow and sweet, incredibly pleasurable without being goal driven... She’d stay down there for a good half hour, dragging her tongue up and over his shaft, swirling his balls around her mouth... Curiously she wet her fingers and began to slowly stroke over his star, wondering if he liked it, after all he had done the same with his own tongue on her... Did it feel good for him too? She’d wait... To either hear him say the word red or show her some sign of encouragement, a sound or verbal cue... If she got one of those? She’d continue on, making love to him with her mouth, worshiping him really, making him feel like a beloved God as she feasted on him... Her fingers were quite slick with spit now and she continued to rub against his entrance before she’d slide a finger gently in... Curiocity driving her, waiting to stop or continue, for that other cue... Even directions... Before she’d start to finger his ass as she consumed his cock, slow and sweet in both areas, building that orgasm for him in a way that was almost too good... And when he came? She’d swallow every tasty drop down the back of her throat, holding herself there without breath until he was done, her head spinning like a top... Sliding up along his side once more to rest her head on his shoulder... Her lids falling closed with a kiss to his chest as she let herself drift off to sleep there in his arms...



He’d carried her off in the wee hours of morning, dressing her quickly and putting her at Barathons where she’d be staying from then on out, while he himself returned to the manse... The first week? Was ok... She was so busy settling in that she barely had a chance to screw her head on right, between helping Barathon, being his student and the accelerated classes? She was falling into bed, face first, sparing as much time as she could to writing him letters... She wrote one faithfully, once in the morning and once at night, letting him know how her day had gone or what was new in town, what she was learning... She never wrote how much she missed him or how much she loved him, not because she didn’t want to, more so because she knew Grace was there and anything she got her hands on? She’d use against her or Jacob... She hoped he was ok... That Grace wasn’t already abusing him but... Short of going there? She couldn’t tell... Kit kept her up to date on anything she saw, and for all Grace was leaning really heavy on him? She or Faelon were typically there to divert until night fell... The days ran on... One into the other... Until, finally, it was time...



He was supposed to be picking her up today to head off to Arvandor for the weekend thing. She had a lot of questions to ask him, so much to say and do, so much to catch up on... She also was looking forward to being away... She was pretty sure someone was stalking her, following her around where ever she went and it was making her really, really nervous...It wasn’t someone she recognised, and every time she tried to get the jump on him, he was just... Gone... She was afraid it was one of Grace’s lackeys too but as if right now? She couldn’t prove anything...But if anyone would know? It was Jacob.