Family Values

[BadInfluence]

His hand on her lower back was a wonderfully soft and tender reassurance, something she'd missed for so very long, much longer than the time he had been gone but felt the most keely in that span of distance. The wine on offer was a new thing to her, the odd sheen on the surface looked like an oil slick of film, her nose wrinkling a bit. Surely they wouldn't serve soured or turned wine? Not this group of people, nearly everyone at the table barring herself had a very luxurious life, full of all those finer things... That first sip she took on blind faith before she'd get hit with the questions and she nearly swallowed her tongue along with a much bigger swallow. "Pretty much since the moment I lost my-..." Lost her Virginity... It had been the day that her tattoo changed and it had been changing ever since, moving from place to place and the style always shifting... Turning into ink that best suited her mood and the desires of her current partner. Jacob it was always flowers and nature scenes but Ace was much more sensual, her tattoos became rife with sexual innuendos, gargers and breast designs and even over her mons... The voice had been really gentle at first, a bare whisper really, she'd have to strain to hear it and it was only ever present during sex... But as she explored, developed, if you will... It got louder, far more solid and less staticky, an ever present and kinky Jimminy Cricket. She'd noticed things, twitches she was developing, things out of her control when ever she felt like things were... Spiraling... "Honestly I hate it..." It was like having a split personality that she had no control over. There were times where she couldn't remember what she did, only the aftermath, littered with bruises and and hickies... "I especially hate pink..." She said with a bit of a grin.



She had no choice over the colors, it was that secondary personality coming out, taking over in those moments... The outfit she had picked out? Was certainly not what she was wearing. "She... She says Sydel has already made her choice and she knows that it's only a matter of time..." But it wasn't just Sydel... She wanted Ace and Nautilous too, and Jacob, oh Jacob was very high on that list... Thaylan spoke up shortly after and she just blushed all the harder, her cheeks turning that pink that Jacob and Ace just adored, ducking her head and trying very much to hide in her chair. This was more than a bit embarrassing for her, the way everyone was talking, Gia was the only one who was actually nice about it... Or at least coming from a feminine point of view... She tried to talk several times but the heat in her face, oh my my my, she was quite in a fix. She downed the rest of her wine for courage before she'd respond to Gia. "I have a hard time coinciding the person I am with the person that lingers in the shadows of my head... The person I am and that other me... They're polar opposites and it's scary... It feels like if I chose one I have to give up the other and vice verse..." She got out before she'd push away from her chair. "Excuse me a moment, I'm going to get out of this garish pink monstrocity." She said before she'd lean down to kiss Jacob's temple. "I'm so happy for you love, more than words can say and I can't wait to see you get adopted by the people you love most, I'll be back before you miss me." She was truly happy for his adoption, it would be everything he hoped for, everything he deserved...



Slipping away from the table she went back into the manse and along the way she tore off the shift and string bikini bottom and balled them up in her fist before tossing them into the first fire she saw and stalked up to her room. This was getting out of hand, she was tired of having these memory lapses, these sudden uncontrollable urges that had her falling into Ace and Jacobs bed like a well paid whore. She was more than sex but it seemed that was all she wanted anymore. Even her career as a doctor she had put on the back burner in the pursuit of a whole different kind of D that had no PH before it. Once in their suit she went through her clothes and a majority of them were too fancy for an eat together like they had below, the other half too transparent... Some of what was left? Were her favorite baggy and lose clothes that Ace and Nautilous had both tried to burn on various days and she'd normally climb into those but not today... Mostly because they reeked and needed a damn good washing. What she had left? Were her school uniforms, they were clean and neat and she personally? Thought they were really cute. So on they'd go, her tartan jumper with it's almost too short skirt and her white and black peter pan collar button up with the slightly billowy sleeves, looping and tying the tie at the front in a somewhat lopsided but cute knot... Her white converse high tops on her feet before she'd pull her hair up into a high ponytail and she was done... She'd be getting ready to head back down after that if no one stopped her, books in her arms as she figured the best way to turn off her sex button was to keep busy... The only thing that ever worked for her was school or work, and right now, if she was going to finish up? She had a LOT of catching up to do... Which reminded her of course to take that vial and pop it... FOr all that they might talk kinky about it in bed? It wasn't the right time or place right now...



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She turned, glancing toward Thaylan as his hand slid down to rest there upon her upper thigh.. feeling him stroke it softly.. slowly.. they eyes would inevitably meet then and she'd catch that mischievous sparkle.. that questioning grin before she realised just what he was getting at..Oh she had been keeping an eye on the lilly white princess.. watching as she struggled in silence.. she shot him a wink before she took another drag from those laced cigarettes.. releasing a thin stream of smoke-.. I'm thinking you could go have a chat with the golden boy mm?.. about our plans for this little soiree.. maybe see what he has in mind...gauge his..response to certain things.. -she reached across.. her fingers warm and soft would find the curve of his jawline as she lightly dragged along to his chin before she would move to stand..her hand would brush along his shoulders as she ushered him to move along..she though would come up behind Sydel.. her hands upon the witches shoulders.. - You're wound up tighter than drum

-she'd whisper..her gaze.. that rich garnet would lift to glance across to Nautilous.. it would be a look of.. enquiry.. Sydel was afterall his property.. in as much as the two of them cared for one another and had quite a history.. Sydel was not hers.. so she wouldn't tread on peoples toes regardless of how dominant she was or could be.. though once she was given the nod ..well.. all bets were off.. she drew the zipper up on the front of that lace dress.. it would enable her better movement as it opened up against her upper thigh.. she shifted Sydel around.. making her manoeuvre her lilly white legs to sit properly before she settled down upon her lap.. forcing that toy that was causing so much of the issue to dig in a little more deeper thanks to the added weight.. the two of them talked.. whispers were shared.. lips close to ears.. such bright white skin and such darkness so close.. they were practically yin and yang in the flesh.. Sy was struggling..the anguish in her eyes.. in her features ever apparent.. before dark fingers around her throat would cause that lilly white nymph to stiffen.to straighten.. to whimper.. and lips met in a hard and incredibly hungry little kiss..

it did well to muffle the sweet saccharine cries of an unmistakable climax.. it went on for quite some time.. she drank up those moans.. those whimpers and trembled cries.. whilst her hands slid down to hike up those black lace layers.. nails made short work of the straps of leather.. all but tearing that teasing apparatus from her lower body.. the toy though.. well that was magically born and would have to be whisked away in the same manner.. something Nautilous would have to do on his own.. but.. she figured.. she could give the girl a breather.. a break.. there would no doubt be more torture.. more edging to come.. she had no doubt.. but for now.. mmm.. she slid her legs down from Sydels lap.. the two exchanged words though the ones falling from the white witches lips were almost breathless.. she was wrecked.. she'd hung on so long.. that stubborn streak meant that orgasm was incredible.. but it also meant she was a little floaty.. knees pressed to the hard wood.. and she managed to pick that little white china doll up.. long pale legs wrapped around her as she stepped across back to her chair.. where she'd settle down to sit.. the two of them face to face.. just..looking to one another.. two peas in a pod.. Gia with such rich dark colouring.. and Sy with sharp white.. -

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he continued to strum away at his guitar.. keeping to himself for the most part.. though interjecting into the conversations every now and then.. just keeping it nice and chill.. he'd had his fair share of whisky already and the evening was still pretty young.. he'd had his fill of the wide selection of foods on offer.. the meat was sublime.. everything was cooked to perfection.. he had zero to complain about.. you caught his attention though.. asking if he was faring ok.. -.. mm.. no im just fine.. -he gave a light shrug of his shoulders as he took a drag of the cigarette-.. just.. chill.. I dont get a lot of time to just.. exist so I am making sure to use it to its full benefit.. -he lifted his glass of whisky to you in a toast.. you asked what his plans were.. -.. mm.. I'm not entirely sure to be honest.. I mean Ill go back to Arvandor for the festival of course.. -he nodded-.. possibly head home to check on Mother and Ryker.. see how everything is going there.. Its only fair right.. I got to spend a month with Rose.. I have no doubt Jacob will need some time also.. but I wont be far away really.. you know how to get in contact with me if Im needed..

-he knew about Diovan and the imminent passing.. it was pretty hard to miss.. and he wondered just how everyone was going to take it when it actually happened.. as of right now it didn't really seem to be affecting anyone.. at least on the outside.. but.. when it came to its conclusion.. would it still be.. all parties and rainbows.. his attention shifted to Sydel.. watching the struggle before Gia stepped in.. the two of them falling in to one another.. it was art to watch really.. but then again.. two women together always were.. -.. Dinner and a show.. -he chuckled.. winking to Nautilous-.. You shouldn't have.. -he laughed.. oh he was enjoying himself..he really only caught bits and pieces of the conversation about the gods.. he was a bit too close to his guitar afterall.. and therefore most was lost on him.. though when she suddenly stood up and looked.. well.. quite agitated his brow rose.. he lingered.. just watching everyone else.. to see if anyone was going to go after her.. had he missed something?.. downing the remainder of the whiskey he placed the guitar down and moved to stand..

it would be easy to slip away.. most were in quiet conversations or.. well eating each others faces off.. so he shifted back into the mansion proper.. a quick glance around the open hallway indicated she must have been upstairs?.. back in their chosen chambers before he made his way up.. managing to catch her in the corridor.. books under one arm.. with the most adorable fucking outfit ever he whistled low-.. Well well well.. whats brought this on then?.. some naughty school girl fantasy?.. -the grin on his features was incredibly devlish.. roguish even as he shot her a wink.. leaning against the stair banisters.. arms crossed about his broad chest-.. sillyness aside though.. is everything alright?.. you left in quite a hurry.. -he rubbed his lips together.. pushing away from the stairs as he moved to approach.. -.. and I couldn't help but notice.. the bruising?.. -he indicated to her wrist.. it had become quite dark afterall-.. is there something you need to tell me?

[BadInfluence]

He knew his sister better than she knew herself, or so he thought most days, well aware that seeing Sydel in such a ah... Predicament... Would likely bring back to the surface more than a few rather hot and heavy moments, all good of course, in those warm days before things between them broke. What better way to repair a badly treated bridge than with some fresh timber? "Mmm, as my Matron demands, I am more than happy to obey..." He said before he'd lean in and whisper close to her ear. "It's incredibly hot when you go Matron on me... Remember those days... Deep in the caverns when you'd lace my wine with Khaless or Rathrae Dos... I was mad for it... We'll have to play again some time like the old days..." Oh it was naughty but true all the same... Powerless while she fucked him? Better than any drow drug and as a whole the species had a DAMN large collection.

Staying in his seat he took Nautilous's attention then and began to talk about the little treats that Gia had brought to help everyone ah... Well... Relax a little more... "Nautilous in all your adventures, have you ever had the chance to indulge in a Drow sorre?" He'd ask before he'd be a touch surprised to hear that the man never had which... Well it was certainly not something he'd think he'd ever hear from someone as well traveled and partied like the man himself. "Well then you're in for a treat... We've noticed, Gia and I, that everyone here despite fucking like bunnies are all still a bit... Wound... Tense, as it were, more than even poor Sydel there on that magical contraption of yours." Of course he knew, hell, everyone with eyes and a dirty mind knew what was there. "A lot of you could honestly do with a good hard drug induced haze where nothing's held back and judgement doesn't come in the mix." Many parties were no holds barred without a doubt and this one would be no different. "The best part is that the next morning you don't remember what you did... Only the sense of extreme fulfilment and euphoria... Something I think the lot of you could do with a good dose of." The drow were pretty much a no judgement race, anything and everything for the most part was game in the pursuit of pleasure, it was just how it worked... Incest and the destruction of spiders were pretty much the worst taboo but outside of that? Game on.

"We're thinking about throwing such a little party here tonight if there's a place in this grand monstrosity of yours that can handle it? We'll want slaves of course but given this is the surface, well, surely this place doesn't run on magical animals and musical numbers?" With a group as small as what they had now? Lines would be crossed and hard if they didn't have more people to buffer the space between groups... He had a feeling that some of the possible combinations down here might end up causing some seriously ripples so it was better to make sure there was enough ah... Padding... To ensure that certain things didn't come to pass. "If you don't have enough here I suggest we open a path in the webways to Splinter and take on some adventurous doms and subs from there, we'll need around fifty or so to ensure that the event really goes off with a bang, otherwise well... It's a waste..." Drow drugs were incredibly potent, the little Gia would have brought with her would have been more than enough to support a party three times that size, it just needed to be mixed with the deathshead wine on tap and everyone... Oh everyone would be having one hell of a good time indeed.

Seeing Sydel shatter though... His sister and her lover tangled up like that, even fully clothed, oh it was temptation... He licked his lips before he'd push himself to stand, using the backs of the chairs near him to make his way over to the two tangled up lovers, a gentle hand on Gia's shoulder. "Ele dont dos draa alu lueth flamgra tir nindel rasimorf? Ol's tlus drasven whol dos tuth, f'sarn zhaunus dos draa shlu'ta izilt lil' mayar..." He whispered in her ear, despite the many years from home his Drow was still flawless, showing his exceptionally fine breeding as a male of a high house name. "Nautilous uriu della uns'aa nindel uk uriu natha ragrubah sei'lor phor ghil ji usstan'd morfel bwael kl'ae de' ol. Dorn doer lueth fetch dos vel'drav ol zhah draeval whol lil' party lueth rilbol zhah situated. Fridj l'amith nindol opportunity ssinjin dalninil..." He'd turn to Nautilous then as he took Rose's empty seat and relaxed a bit, taking up one of the cigarettes and leaning back as he lit it, Jacob off in his own bit of a world as he was far too preoccupied stuffing his face after a month of next to no food and a much bigger body in need of fuel... Ace was enjoying the show as he had said and he wondered just how much more he'd enjoy if things went off as he and Gia thought they'd likely do... "Just wait Ace, this isn't even an hourdurve compared to what we have planned, you're going to be utterly spoiled." He said with a grin before he and Nautilous would begin to plot, he having opened up that webway down into the dungeon that Nautilous had told him about, allowing the moon and it's dark side to slip into it unobstructed.

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"That obvious is it?" He'd state with his own chuckle and a shake of his head. "I thought it was just the kids at first but Sydel and I aren't immune either, we've all been hit with a fuckload of changes and not all of them are good, a lot of us could use one of those... Breaks..." He'd been trying with Sydel, he'd given her two hard resets but that shit that was lingering, lurking... It wasn't going to go away. It just kept coming back no matter what he did and it was starting to frustrate him, not knowing how to fix it in just one go, this was something far more complicated... Not something he'd ever had to do before... "I'd been hired a few times by your sister to go down but her closeness to Chaka always had me turn it down despite the pay. I've heard my fair share of stories though and I think you two are on the nose, so to speak, and I'm all for it. Just tell me what you need." Why not? What did any of them have to lose? Worst case there might be an unplanned pregnancy but that was literally the worse case and he didn't think a person here would really have an issue with that.

The odd request to bring in padding though, oh that had his brow raised and he leaned back on his chair, rocking it to sit on two legs as he smoked his cigarette and he was deep in thought. This place did have plenty of servants but most of them weren't people he'd be remotely interested in fucking, many were up there in age who he had kept on rather than fire them in preference of someone younger and more attractive... There were a handful such as the carriage driver that he and Sydel had personally taken action on and trained to handle a wide variety of situations but no where near the numbers Thaylan was asking for. Rubbing his chin he was formulating it all out in his head, who to request as he knew a majority of the people in Splinter, better than Ace even as he spent more time in there than he... "Splinter is good but there's more options than just them, many of us here are either Dom's or switches, we don't really want more than a handful of other doms or it's going to devolve into an alpha fight. I'll gather up the subs from there but let's get some drow in as well... No one besides me knows how to fuck like a Drow does and I'd prefer we have slaves here who can be counted on to not remember any of us, versus people at splinter who will at some point likely see us again..." Where to get the slaves though? Well that was a lot easier than not actually though he'd not brag about it... "I saved a good chunk of Gia's people, I sent only the ones to earn my favor back to Kharne but the rest I've kept..." Why? Well he had his own reasons for that and they'd come clear in the future... "They were the best of the best of the lower caste, the most beautiful and the most skilled, many of them would have been the dancers and courtesans at those parties you spoke of... I'll bring the fifty you request..."

The conversation in drow only made his lips turn up in a grin and he added his own to it... "Gia xun plynn kyon de' ussta ranndi. Il's tlu aluin wund surgery ulnin ulu inbal ilta dalhar yutsu' ulu ilta ji l'amith ilta thoroughly, kl'ae ilta zil ka il zhahen dosst ehmtu, usstan belbau ilta ulu dos whol lil' huthin stath klew'kinnen ulu vith zil dos orn. Dosst ulin m'ranndii lueth dorn remain ghil plotting nindol party de' dossta, lueth xuat eszak, dorn plynn zil bwael kyon de' ukta zil dos xun ussta qu'essan..." He'd say to Gia before the webway was opened for them to disappear into and he and Thaylan would resume their talks... Ace had gotten up to disappear after Rose who had left and he wasn't about to chase after them. "Enjoy yourself Jacob, we're just going to organize a welcome home party for you, feel free to eat anything and wander as you like. All your books and favorite things are in the suit for you three to share. I'd rest up a bit more before the little celebration though, I'm sure you can remember how active these drow get togethers can be and I really want you to enjoy it all, from start to finish."

With that he would stand up and grab Thaylan's wheel chair and the two of them would open a portal into the webways and disappear themselves before closing it behind them. They'd be gone for a couple of hours setting everything up...

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The chatter back and forth wasn't exactly comfortable for her, she'd rather not do a lot of it but it seemed she'd not had much choice, things were spiraling out of her control and it was starting to show... Tells and habits that got so much worse when she was close to certain people, a voice that was a lullaby at most times became an incredibly loud orchestra in her head, undeniable and unignorable. She reached out and gentle traced her fingers along the back of Ace's hand when Nautilous put him on point a bit. She knew Ace valued his silence, not something he had a lot of but when they'd had that month together it was something they shared a lot of, the two of them were warm and tender with each other and shared a love for the simpler things... "I'm sure Ryker and Adelaide will like that... Now that you're to be married I'm sure a lot of the pressure and stress will be gone and you can actually enjoy a visit..." Versus dodging his mother and her ever hounding pursuit of him picking a bride and a suitable queen to rule beside him. "I'll keep you up to date with letters daily love..." [/b]

After that and some sort words to Jacob she disappeared back into the manse and on the way burned the offensive pink monstrosity that had been picked out for her that she hadn't even remembered putting on. Her clothes choices were limited though, things were a bit spread out between the various places she had stayed and what came with her, were either far too fancy for a bbq or too dirty and in need of a wash. Her school uniform however was cute and functional, it covered her up enough to be decent and wasn't too fancy, and given what she'd heard bounced around at her at the table? It was better to find something to throw her attention on, especially without daily work to distract her like she had with Ace, so her books were going to be her sort of salvation. She had a lot of catching up to do and she'd focus on that with extreme dedication. She'd not be missed much since Ace and Jacob had a lot of catching up to do and she wanted them to get that time together.

As such she missed the bit of a finally with Sydel and Gia but that might have been for the better, she was already in a rather odd head space and she needed to focus on something new, something different and less personal. She was bringing down a stack of her books to study when Ace caught her in the hallway, a blush on her cheeks as she looked down at the floor a moment, gripping her books a touch tighter. "I forgot you haven't seen me in my school uniform... Since it's an eliete college we have to wear them." She said before she'd set her books down on the side for a moment before she'd look up at him. "Is that a fantasy of yours I wonder? You're a voracious sexual partner so I don't really think there's much your not into... Including siblings..." She said with her own smile when he winked at her, though she knew things shifted a bit with his stance, looking down again for a moment. "Yeah Just... Slaanesh is getting a lot stronger inside me and I'm starting to lose control... Thaylan and Nautilous noticed it right off the bat and it's pretty humiliating... Thought I was doing better but... Without something to keep me busy and my mind focused on something else my sex drive... Along with mothers voice gets exceptionally loud... Like an itch I have to scratch... It doesn't go away until I give it what it wants..."

As he moved closer it took a lot not to move towards him or move away, she was trying to focus and it made it so hard when he was coming in closer, smelling like heaven and she knew he tasted like sin. The comment on her bruising she paused, lifting her hand up to examine the bruise, as it was her bones still ached but... "I went in to check up on Jacob while he was asleep and leave him some tea and cakes for when he woke up... He panicked and thought I was there to hurt him and he grabbed me." It wasn't his fault, he'd been through brutal training and she, well she was the same species as those who had put him through hell. "It will probably be better if I don't sleep in the same room with you two for a little while... He'll need time to heal and get over that first fight or flight reaction." And it would give her time to try and come to terms with her mother and get this mess over with, to try and keep herself busy until then... It would keep her safe, wouldn't it?

"On the upside though Jacob knows about our relationship and after a small bit of a hiccup he feels the same way I still do... We still love each other, the fact we're brother and sister isn't going to stop us, just like our love for you... So if it's still kinky for you, if you still think it's hot, we're yours for the taking..."

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he had lifted his glass to both Thaylan and Nautilous when he was promised so much more than what he had been viewing whilst seated at that dinner table.. Ahh sweet delights would no doubt come to all in attendance soon enough.. however his attention was soon stolen by a suddenly and swiftly retreating Rose.. his brows drew in.. curiously as he moved to stand and he followed off after her.. a quick search of the lower levels had him heading back up those stairs before he caught her there in the corridor.. books under one arm.. an extremely small school uniform on and he whistled his approval.- for an alite school its incredibly short.. -he couldn't help the grin that had settled on his roguish features..-.. Looks good, very good indeed.. -he laughed when she asked if it was a fantasy of his-.. Oh comeon.. show me a man without a fantasy of a grown woman in a school girls outfit.. Ill bet youl find it a lot harder to locate one than I will have of finding a group that indulges.. . as for the voracious appetite I do have.. -he gave a little shrug of his shoulders-.. there's not really a lot I wont do.. I'm open to what I like.. what ive experienced.. I dont see the point in being bashful ..we arent immortal.. not really.. so may as well enjoy the time we do have..

-he moved to approach slowly.. his hands sliding down into his pockets he listened as she spoke about slaanesh.. how the pull was getting stronger- why humiliated?.. You know you'l not e in control of everything in your life right?..some things you have to let go of.. -he tilted his head-.. Im sure.. whatever this is will come to a head at some point and it will sort itself out.. If like you have suggested Thaylan and Nautilous have noticed it.. well Im sure they will come up with something to counter it.. I have a feeling reading books is not going to do much though.. not that Im suggesting you shouldn't.. but.. distracting yourself with one thing in the hopes it quietens the other never works.. -he reached for the books that were under her arm.. -.. What does the itch want so badly that it has to be sated?..

-he had noticed the bruising though and questioned her about it.. hearing her say it was Jacob.. that he had reacted badly-.. Really?.. -he turned her hand in his gently.. noticing the prominent hand markings.. he wasn't impressed with that at all.. though he didn't show it-.. Probably best if you dont stay alone with Jacob at least for a few days.. just until he settles back into his own skin.. -he nodded- we might have to keep an eye on him for a while.. he's a lot bigger than he used to be.. and if he is suffering some kind of unnatural stress due to what he had endured.. well.. that could pop up at any point without warning..and ill say it right now.. if he hurts you.. nothing will stop me from knocking him back onto his ass.. I dont care who his parents are

[BadInfluence]

She didn't deserve him... Ace had been more than just one or two surprised, he was a day to day one, this incredibly beautiful creature with a heart much warmer and softer than you would normally expect with someone who looked as good as he did. She was actually really grateful he was something of a pervert and a rogue, it helped balance out how sweet he could be, otherwise he'd be like getting diabetes from all that sugar. The comment on her uniform made her actually pull a pout as she tugged the hemline a bit. "They took my measurements and since I am so short they made it for a kid versus a full grown woman, they expected my legs to be shorter. Unfortunately it's caught on and they aren't letting me adjust it stating it's the proper ratio... But the Dean is a little bit of a letcher and most of the women's skirts at school are a little shorter than you'd fine elsewhere." But when summer came? Oh she was grateful for it because it could get stifling hot and the last thing she wanted was to do was be sweating while elbows deep in formaldehyde. Thing about doctorate school.... You work on cadavers more than living people. His reaction made her laugh a bit though, he wasn't wrong there was a bigger group of people who liked it than the ones who didn't, perhaps it was just a call back to a time when hormones are raging and sexual desires are developing.

"If that came out insulting I didn't mean to... In all honesty I really envy that. The comfort in your own skin... It's beautiful." She used to know that feeling really well once upon a time but her life had changed in so many ways the old skin... It was too tight... She had to shed it and soon but she was afraid of what the new one might come out as, if it was too different, too ugly... There was no guarantee she'd be the same and these men... Jacob and Ace... Had fallen in love with her as she was... What if that final state of metamorphosis ended up driving them away from her? Nothing in the world was worth that to her, nothing. She had a home, finally, people who loved her and wanted to see her happy. Something an orphan is told will never happen... "Our time is very long running but I struggle trying to shed old beliefs that have been with me since I was a child... My species was built for sex and seduction, we fuck like a person breathes, but the way I grew up sex was only for procreation and never enjoyed by women. It's like... My life is split between two polar opposites and I can't find that elusive middle ground." She didn't want to live her life with regrets... But there was the fear that at some point in this she'd regret moving too far away from certain morals...

Ace would likely enjoy it if she moved farther along the road her mother was laying out, she would be as voracious and open to sexual delights as he was, after all she was already more than happy to play with his monster... But Jacob? Jacob was sweet and gentle, warm and kind and soft, or... Well actually given what he had showed her earlier she couldn't say if that was the case anymore. It was the thoughts on Slaanesh and her confession that brought him to telling her she didn't have perfect control in her life and that actually sort of stopped her dead in her tracks. "I was always told we're in control of our future and our present, the past teaches us our mistakes so we don't repeat them, and the only way to do that was to control aspects in your life." It was why she always had a sort of grip in her life in some way or another, she had to have perfect control over something, even if it was small it was comforting... "I don't know how to let go... I thought I was learning with you though... How to not grasp everything with a death grip..." They'd been happy too, hadn't they? Not rich but not poor, they'd had each other, they'd learned so much and been from what she remembered? Enjoying themselves.

"Gia says to give in... Nautilous says that he wants to solve it before the surgery to help return Sydel's baby to her body and deliver the twins via c-section..." She said with a gentle shrug of her shoulders. "But what he wants to do I have no idea." She'd let him take the books from her and she knew he had a point... He was right, of course, this was just sticking a plaster on it. It wasn't going to do a whole lot other than hide the problem from her gaze for a short while but it wouldn't make it go away permanently. When he asked what the itch was? She turned bright red and turned her head to the side, she couldn't bring herself to look at him, she gripped the hem of her skirt till her knuckles turned white. "I can't say it... It's too... Just too..." She shook her head and was grateful for the break in the conversation when he asked about the bruise.

"Yes... The witch elves were at him constantly in Naggaroth, it's our home city, it's where we come from. They tormented and tortured him and I didn't fault him for reacting the way he did..." Though it would be good for her to not sleep in the same bed with him for a little while, the fact is at any moment he could have woken up and in his high sensitive state he could easily choke her out and not realize what he had done or to who, not till serious damage was done. Hearing him say that it was best if she not be left around Jacob alone for a while though she couldn't argue though she didn't like it... PTSD was a bitch and she could see that Jacob had a bad case of it from Naggoth. She had to grit her teeth a bit though when he said that he'd knock Jacob on his ass if he hurt her. She didn't like it but what could she say? Ace was Jacobs lover and had been for a hell of a lot longer than her. She'd also be stupid to deny she saw that weird flash in the dark and she had no clue what that meant or what it could lead up to. She'd reach out to take his hand though and give it a squeeze. "I'm stronger than I look Ace, remember, I play with your monster and you play with mine... If he hurts me it isn't on purpose, no more than it is yours if you do it to me, the fact is you are two big virile men and I'm shorter than a pixie stick."

Leaning against the bannister beside him for a few moments of silence she shook her head as she spoke into the warm silence of the summer air. "I want to be taken prisoner and locked up in a room... I don't want to see faces or hear voices... I want to be shackled to the bed and dressed in the sluttiest of clothes... I want to be put through a different torture every day, things like wax play and caneing, being tied up and suspended for hours at a time... I want to be edged for an entire day till the pain is almost sweeter than the pleasure..." She was a gorgeous shade of pink as she spoke, one of the books in her hands she had picked up was getting quite the bending, the hard cover actually warping in her hands. "All the communication is through notes, the men come in wearing masks and force me into submission despite the fact I fight back as hard as I can... They fuck me... Over and over again, load after load of jizz is left inside me until I can't move without gushing, I'm fucked raw and I hurt... I'm even raped and the whole reason I'm there, the reason I'm chained to the floor beside the bed is because I've been bought, a whore for breeding... Nothing but a body to produce offspring for my captors..." She got out with a thick sigh at the end and she was actually shaking, the book sliding from numb fingers as she wrapped her arms around herself, nails digging into her skin.

"I'm a good woman... Im kind and honest, I'm loyal and I'm true, I want to be a perfect wife and make you so happy... I want to make up for all the hurts in your life... But I worry... How can I still be me... And be a person who would fantasize about something like that? A person who gets aroused by something like that can't be a good person, I can't see how anyone who would gets sexually charged off of that can be decent or wholesome, that's not something a good woman... A good wife or a good mother... They'd never think of that..."

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-he tilted his head when she spoke about the uniform makers having had her measurements but because she was so short they figured it was closer to childrens sizing.. -.. Im not suggesting there is anything wrong with it.. it's just..short.. -he laughed and shook his head-.. god forbid you drop anything in your classes you'l be showing everyone whats underneath it.. -he shot her a wink.. they spoke a little more about likes and dislikes.. about futures and how to be more comfortable in their own skin.. how there was little point in holding back.. -.. Its true that we do live longer than the usual Human for example.. however we are not gods.. we are not immortal.. There will come a time when should we reach that.. that we have to pass over and in those moments hopefully we will have very little regrets.. afteral by then it would be far to late.. shame and embarrasment are really only short bursts of emotion that are easily overcome.. You can hide in you shell forever if you like.. nothing or no one is stopping you from doing just that.. but.. you'l only live half your life.. and.. i dont know but that seems like quite a waste.. -he rubbed his lips together-..

Your species might have been built for fucking.. but mine was built to build things.. and to live in the trees and other nonsense.. not really something I do.. You take from it what you want.. you arent being forced to do anything .. everything you do.. is a choice you make Rose.. it might not seem like it.. but its in your hands.. really though.. I think you are over thinking it.. -he leant against the banister there.. his arms crossed about his chest.. he wasn't going to keep repeating himself when he told her she needed to relax.. that she needed to let go.. he'd said it to her a lot.. especially in the last month.. and she knew how he felt.. he wasn't going anywhere.. and maybe one day she would realise that.. but all these insecurities were going to cause issue if she didn't put a handle on them.. he nodded as he listened.. -.. as for Nautilous.. best way to find out what he wants to do to solve this is to ask him.. I really cant be of much assistance in that matter im afraid.. I am worlds away from all of this.. I dont have these things in my head.. I dont have this blood in my veins.. I am not a gods child in any way shape or form.. Im just Aeson.. a King to an elvish Kingdom..

-he exhaled.. it was true.. everyone seemed to have these grand issues and problems.. and all he could do was watch from the outside.. by comparison he was.. simply human in a way.. sure he had magic.. and he could do some pretty mean things with it.. but he was just who he was.. he had a smaller life span than everyone else.. and he was more than happy with that.. he had enough stress with the Kingdom to have to worry.. he aired his concerned about her bruising before he found out it was from Jacob.. oh he wasn't impressed with that.. hearing that Jacob was suffering some kind of PTSD and that it could continue for a while.. he suggested she remain away from him.. for a few days.. no alone time.. not yet anyway.. -.. You can play with my monster in the bedroom Rose.. Not out of it.. You're beautiful and you're whip smart.. but you arent strong.. Im sorry.. You havent trained.. you havent really fought.. its no doubt something that will come to you in your future.. and you may have to step into the battle field on more than one occasion.. but until you do.. You arent to be with him alone.. thats simple.. Im not going to hear any arguments in the contrary.. -he shook his head-.. He is not in complete control of his faculties.. which makes him dangerous.. End of story..

-he asked her to confess.. to finally bring it up what her monster desired.. what would sate the itch before she just laid it all out on the table.. every dirty little kink she had.. or at least one huge one that seemed to roll on and on..involving torture and rape.. his facial features didn't change.. there was no judgement there.. nothing.. he just looked to her as she spoke.. watching as she seemed to pull into herself a little more from the shame she was feeling.. nodding then toward the end-.. One thing you might need to realise is.. that sometimes we have an idea in our head.. of something Hot.. something that really gets out blood pumping.. something that turns us on toward no end.. that there would be nothing that could sate the ache.. and yet.. in practice.. it just doesn't do it.. its harder and savage.. its brutal and almost deadly.. All of what you have just suggested is a strong hard kink.. there's nothing wrong with it.. there are a lot of people that enjoy very similar interests.. very similar play styles.. there's a lot there you'd probably have in common with Sydel for example and quite possibly even Gia.. the Drow are adept at torture and all things dark afterall..

-his hands came down to rest there upon her shoulders-.. You re a good woman.. You are kind and honest.. you're loyal and true.. I have no doubt you'd make a perfect wife and make both of us happy.. You can be all of that and this you know?.. Im kind of glad the other women arent around to hear what you just suggested as.. well.. Both of them are pretty damn good Mothers and pretty decent beings.. just not all the time.. You seem to judge yourself a lot.. and then without realising judge those around you who are in similar positions..being wholesome is pretty overrated.. You have got some serious old school moral issues running in the background that you need to let go of.. You cant keep judging yourself.. You cant keep putting yourself down over and over.. You dont have to pick a side.. there is no.. Good or Bad here.. we are all pretty much the same.. The only difference between .. say You and Sydel.. is she owns it.. little food for thought maybe?

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"Oh trust me I made that mistake once, never done it again, just because we're in med school doesn't mean the men are any less predisposed." Yeah... She'd accidentally knocked her school books of her desk and bent down to retrieve them, needless to say she had heard a few thumps and when several male students refused to get up and leave the class, well... Let's just say she had a few inklings... "I'm just glad I'm in the habit of wearing underwear now versus before I met Jacob or there'd have been a whole lot of trouble. Though... I do think it's really quite cute and very comfortable." Jacob was likely used to it though, after all he had gone to that same college she was attending as so far as she knew, the dress code and uniforms hadn't changed. His words... Everyone was telling her the same thing, to open up and let go, to be what and who she wanted to be... Her morals were like mortar, weighing her down in one place and if she wasn't careful she'd die in that same spot, all because she'd had it beat into her head day after day.

She'd talked to several people, Sydel and Kit, Vivian and Nautilous... Even Anya... But everyone kept saying the same thing like it was some sort of mantra, same words, different tones... The thing was that inside it was a minefield... She like who she was, smart and funny, a fierce friend and sometimes a bit of a scrapper... She did love a good fight and she'd taken on more than a few for Jacob in their past... But it was this constant sex drive that dug at her, it was an itch that was never fully scratched and she hate it, she hated it because it had nothing to do with any lacking from her partners. They were perfect and she was always incredibly satisfied during and after but this... This thing... It twitched and itched and it made her think things that when she stopped to think and analyze it? It was horrible and she couldn't ever imagine enjoying something so twisted. So why? What was the kick? The pressing need that always bubbled? Was she seriously so repressed? It didn't make sense...

What else that was bullshit? Was the fact that Ace was having to go on repeat and she? She smiled softly and reached up to take those crossed arms, to unwind them and take his hands in hers, to give them a loving squeeze before lifting them to her lips and kissing each knuckle softly, rubbing her cheek against his hands softly. "I know I can be really exhausting sometimes, can't I? You'd think I'd have it a lot more together given my IQ but sometimes Im as dumb as a rock. So thank you for putting up with me on these days when I can't seem to pull myself out of my rut despite the fact you've put ramps out for me. How can I make it up to you?" She knew it couldn't be easy but he took it all in stride, like it was ok, ever patient and understanding of her damned determined loop... God how she loved him for it, she really, truly did. "Gods blood or not, you're everything to me, and perfect in every gold veined and patched way. I'm so happy you fell in love with me Ace because my world would be so much colder and emptier without you in it."

All in all though his advice was sound and she trusted it, she knew it was good advice, but sometimes you just cant take that good advice right away even though you truly want to. What she needed to do? Was figure this shit out and that was the truth. At some point it was going to come to a head, just as everyone said it would, but she wasn't sure she wanted anyone around her when it did. It would be far too cruel to hit everyone else with the inevitable splatter from how much she'd been pushing down and supressing. She told him about Jacob then, the likely form of PTSD and he'd get better without a doubt, he just needed to have a chance to... Realize he was safe. Safe was relative though and until Jacob found it, the chances were that he'd keep fearing the sound of her feet, even the smell of her on the air... He'd fear her... And possible attack her and if Ace was serious which... Well... She was more than afraid he was... Those two fighting? It would just break her heart. She would sigh softly as he laid down the law and she'd step in a bit closer, her forehead resting over his heart, shaking her head a bit. "I can see we'll have this discussion a lot my King... But... It's stupid in a way yet... I'm really happy... No one's ever wanted to protect me like that... Jacob has always been so neutral, he's never been a fighter before so I always fought for him but... No one really fought for me... Not as a person, not because they loved me, it's... Warm... It's a really warm feeling... Here... In my heart..." She said softly as she'd held her hands over her heart for several moments before she stood and rested on the banister with him and let it out... All out... It hurt to get it all out, like something was trying to hold back, to keep it secret... Pulling it from her own throat it felt like a magicians handkerchief trick from their mouth but for her it was razor sharp and rusted barbed wire. When it did come out? She felt lighter for it honestly, like getting over a cold she didn't feel so heavy or so weighed down, in fact she felt better than she had in a while. What shocked her though was hearing that he was utterly not surprised... And something he said struck her heard. "Wait.... Wait a minute..." She said, obvious confusion on her face as she looked up at him, confusion and a bit of doubt on her face. "You mean... Like... This- Urgh-" It was obvious something about what he had said ticked her and she was trying to get out the rapid and somewhat jumbled thoughts in her head. "So like... This thing in my head I don't have to do? Like... It's ok to imagine it but I don't have to actually do it? Because I thought-... Well... The book like... Doesn't go into it in any real detail but... I always sort of figured like these fantasies... They'd not go away unless you did it? But... If it's not something I have to do then it's like... What... Just like a mood?" Yeah... She was obviously a bit pitched left field but in the end? "Holy FUCK if that's the case that's amazing! These voices in my head were telling me something majorly different, saying that if I didn't do it then I would just keep thinking about it, on and on and on and I just... I didn't even want to think about it you know? But... Ugh-... You know what REALLY sucks Ace baby? Being fucking smart and dumber than a turd in a clown suit at the same time. I'm a gullible idiot." She'd said with a nod before he made an extremely good point.

The facts he laid out weren't a joke and she hadn't even realized what she had been doing. Sydel was fierce and brave, she adored her, loved her even in her own way... And Gods knew she and Sydel got along like a house on fire in bed... She respected and admired Gia and in turn her daughter Anya, they lived in a damn hard world, had to make a lot of cut throat choices but they were good people... And never once had she thought in judging herself so damned harshly she was inadvertently passing the same judgement onto them. Her face paled a good several shades of white when it struck her and she pressed her hand to her mouth, that realization, the factuality of it all... She'd never, ever thought about it in the way he put it and yet once he had, it all made sense. Pegs tumbled in the locks of her brain and she felt horrible for it... "I never even thought... I.... Fuck.... Thank you baby... Thank you so much... Fuck I could have really hurt them and not even realize it... Good god what sort of a fucking bubble have I let myself get wrapped up in..." She said before she'd push off the banister and take a couple steps away from him.

"Can you do me a favor love? Ask them to send be a bird when it's time for the surgery to start? You have given me a lot of truths I didn't even think about before... I need a bit of alone time to process it, spend some time among the plants and the gardens, clear my head a little... I... I owe you so much Ace... I hope you don't ever realize how much because I'd never be able to pay you back for it all..." She said before she'd come in and kiss his cheek warmly, a gentle nuzzle against his jaw before she'd step away and disappear down the hall, utterly silent and very much deep in thought.

[BadInfluence]

"You really think that's the issue though? I mean it would make sense but I didn't know an elf could go that long without one..." He said to Thaylan once they were returning, the portal through the webways was much larger now, and the group they brought through> Mmmph... The best of the best of Drow, only the finest in skills and looks were hand picked, tested and measured to the strictest of standards before they'd be taken along. They were fire dancers, the errotic ones as well who could have sex white sashaying across a stage, and well... Every last one of them was exceptionally skilled in bed, after all this was a party to let off steam right? So he'd not bring a single person along who wouldn't be able to provide service and pleasure. To be fair though many of them were Gia's own slaves, the ones he deemed to good to be tossed in with the rest that he had sent along to Khorne, and honestly he had plans to return them to her... Some day...

Where ever Sydel and Gia were he wasn't about to go and interrupt that luscious little fuck fest, he could only imagine how much those two missed each other, a good deal of years had to be caught up on after all. Thaylan needed a bit of rest though and had gone back up to his room to recuperate before the sorre tonight and he didn't blame him and had taken him up to his room personally and made sure he was comfortable before he'd take about fifty or so Drow into the lower levels of the house...

Built upon a natural hot spring that fed mineral waters through the entire house the place was just built for partying, hence of course the fact that they had taken it over, it was too perfect a situation and property to just let it go. A couple of levels down it was pure dark, the only lights coming from candelabras hanging from the ceiling and scones in the walls, a few clusters of candles here and there... The waters seemed to glow on their own though, giving off a pale blue light despite the dim surroundings, various areas carved into the floor of that large pool for entertaining... Special jets of water placed here and there... It was almost too easy to get the place geared out with just about anything a person might need, drawers of toys for males and females of various sizes and thickness... Whips and chains, shackles and gags on the walls, flogs and paddles of different fabrics and mediums... There were softer things too of course, things like feathered whips and gentle caresses, silk gloves and more than a good dozen kilometers worth of soft silk or cotton rope... A Jacobs cross as well as several mounting stacks, a torture rack with clever cut outs for certain uses, large o rings hung from deep set screws in the roof of the cavern for suspension play... Oh it was all decked out to be just about anything anyone could fantasize about...

With that though he'd send up one of the drow to alert Sydel and Gia that the preparations had been made and that Gia, if she was willing, could come down and put any finishing touches she desired... Originally he thought to have done the surgery first but... It would ruin the night for her as she'd have to do this all on a filter... They could wait till tomorrow morning when everyone was well rested and ready for the day rather than now when most everyone was a big down and tight about the mouth.

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The two of them had spent a good few hours just reuniting.. just exploring.. though a lot of that time was actually filled up with them talking.. there had been a great deal of bad blood .. a lot of misunderstandings on both sides.. so whilst they thoroughly enjoyed one another they also took the time to start rebuilding the bridge that had slowly been eaten away.. she could tell that Sydel was exhausted.. mentally her favourite lilly nymph was a total wreck.. the mind was a tangled mess.. the body eas on edge.. there was very little control there above the stubbornness.. when the Drow came up to.. interrupt them both she took it as a sign .. it was time to get this all settled and sorted .. she sent Sydel out to the gardens.. an activity.. an idea to sharpen the mind a little ...whilst she slipped on a full length scarlet satin robe as she made her way down into the lower sections of the estate.. she knew there had to be a spring there somewhere.. something natural forming.. she knew the land quite well from living underneath it..

the doors were drawn open for her and she glanced inside.. noticing the wide open space.. the way the pools were set up.. the lighting.. the water jets and then of course the toys and objects scattered here and there.. -.. Something for everyone it would appear.. -she offered a nod as she reached back to tie back her long ruby locks.. pulling them into an easy quick pony tail-.. I wasn't sure when we would do this.. I guess I didn't figure it would be quite so soon, but.. hey Im not about to complain.. now is just fine.. -that rich garnet coloured gaze shifted over the Drow that had been brought to.. well be the buffer so to speak.. to keep the two groups separated.. some of them were.. mildly familiar.. though she was a matron.. she'd been through a lot of slaves in her lifetime.. -.. You and Thaylan were busy it seemed.. -her fingers reached for one of the males.. slender lengths sliding beneath his square jawline as she lifted his head up.. turning it to the left and then the right.. the marking behind the ear told her all she needed to know.. they were her own staff.. so to speak.. all her property was branded afterall.. -.. Interesting..

-she turned looking over her shoulder toward him-.. So you didn't kill them all then?.. -she released the hold upon the slaves chin.. moving across to glance down at the toy collection.running the tips of a few fingers across the polished wooden handles of the short whips-.. Sydel is not in a good place.. -she rubbed her lips together-.. Now before you go and get your back up.. I'm not blaming you, Im simply stating a fact.. thats all.. she's got a lot going on in her head.. Might want to keep an eye on her.. -she nodded..drawing from the magical plane as she pulled forth the bag she had collected from Menzoberranzan.. placing it down upon a table-.. If she were to be put in a position where she had to defend herself.. or she was pushed.. I dont know.. -her brows furrowed as she opened the bag-.. I dont think she'd come back from this one.. Maybe dont push her too hard.. She loves you.. more than anything.. more than anyone.. she's just running on empty.. -she slid a few small pouches into her pockets.. lining up bowls of coloured powders...hand rolled richly coloured cigarettes.. plates dotted with what looked like candy.. smoking devices.. small vials of liquids.. and a fabric covered cube.. -.. Im just going to say this.. ill say the same to everyone else tonight.. Once.. this stuff is imbibed.. I am not responsible for what people do.. Im not responsible for what people say.. these kinds of events tend to bring out the darker fantasies of people.. they remove all inhibitions.. they remove all shame and embarrassment.. they also fog up memories.. just a little.. you might remember.. little things.. but not everything.. I hope you're ready for one hell of a good time Nautilous.. Arvandor's got nothing on me..

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Catching up with Gia was incredibly helpful.. it just gave her a moment to breathe to focus on something other than the shit show that was happening in her circle.. there was So much going on.. and she was just so tired.. that pop in time was nice.. but like all things it had to come to a close.. the Drow.. surprisingly enough came to interrupt and she knew it was time to part.. leaving Gia to go and sort out this party.. this soiree .. she was told to go spend some time outside.. get some air.. away from everyone else.. away from the weight of the world.. something she used to do.. something that would force her to focus.. to shut out everything.. she slipped on a plain pair of khaki green shorts.. and a black tank top.. her curls were pinned back..bare feet.. so many in the house were having conversations.. quiet.. private.. the dinner seemed to have settled and slowed..she made her way past the pool.. the manicured gardens.. past the garden gazebos and glass houses.. down to the back corner..

Gia had it already set up.. it was enough to make her chuckle a little.. a target down a long line of sight.. and a bow.. several arrows at her disposal.. she might not have been as good as a sylvan.. but it was something she enjoyed when she was younger.. something to pass the time and something that would force her to ignore Everything around her.. afteral you cant really apply distraction with archery.. it requires concentration.. there were lanterns set up.. dotted here and there as the night wore on.. enough for her gaze to adjust.. for her to be able to spot and focus upon the target and the items she had at her disposal.... digging her heels down.. finding a position that was complimentary before she would pluck up that long bow .. it wasn't fancy.. it was far from expensive.. but it worked.. and one she had used numerous times before.. a simple wooden hunting bow.. notching that arrow.. several would be set loose.. her muscles burned from how hard she had been gripping the dinner table.. but she pushed through it.. -

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[BadInfluence]

"It's best to cater to every appetitie when entertaining a group." He gave a casual and easy shrug. At the whore house there was a flavor for everyone, from toys to oils, scents as well... You never knew what would really undo someone, it could be something big and ostentatious or something small and almost as fragile as a flower. In this group? He knew enough that everyone here liked to dance a little on the wild side so he figured it would be a bit more hard and hot versus sensual and slow, hence there were a bit more of the bdsm variety of toys. At her words though he paused a moment before leaning against the built in bar full of various spirits and beers. " I don't like rushing, I enjoy a build up, but that's not a pleasure I have time to indulge in..." Sydel was on her last toe of her last leg, Sybelle was hogging up even more energy than ever before, Diovan was fading in a fast downward spiral... Rose was on the edge of a cliff, she'd either find her wings and fly, or fall to her emotional death and have to be beborn in pain and fire... Ace and Jacob? Needed to reunite and rebuild, especially before the Royal duties side of everything came to a head. Jacob himself needed a chance to unwind and let go, Naggoth was hell on earth in more ways than just location, he'd need something to at least start a sort of reset so he could remember how to relax... Not that his son knew how to do it terribly well before...

"He has a better eye than I do for Drow flesh, he knows who and what we would need for something like this better than I do, and it comes with a purpose." He said as he watched her examine one of the males he had brought, knowing she'd find the branding at some point, it wasn't like he was trying to pass them off as his own stock or something of that matter. Her words were met with a nod before he'd begin to speak himself. "I had saved the bulk for you when you settled once more... House Navere was in a shit location that was just waiting to go off, all I did was nudge it along so that it was in a controlled situation, all I did was basically clean house... Got rid of the old, the weak and the infirm, the lazy and the worthless. Like a cleansing..." He was planning on sending them back once she was in her own house again, fuck if it would ever give Chaka a hand up, that bitch was blacker than the inside of a panthers ass. And no, he didn't mean her ebony skin either, more like that fozen heart of hers. "When you settle once more I'll send them along to you to help you re-establish your own house." If Gia and Sydel would have been in better terms at the time it had happened, he would have given her a heads up but yeah, no... Not quite.

Speaking about Sydel though that did earn a frown to cross his features and settle about his lips, to give him a stern air to his features though the said nothing at first, just letting her get it out. To say her piece before he'd speak. "My backs not up and I'm not going to fight you." A shrug before he'd reach for a cigarette and he'd light it, taking a thick long drag and holding it a good bit of time before he'd slolwy exhale, tapping the end out on the ashtray upon the table. "Good intentions paved the way to this hell I find myself in. I've done all I can think of to help her, hard resets, reveres, drugs and hunting... She'd been remade twice but nothing's working... It's just a series of plasters..." And he fucking hated it too... He'd tried so hard only to find he was still falling short, an entirely new thing for him and something he wasn't fond of, especially considering his short comings were directly effecting his wife. "Fact is Sybelle has been too much of a drain on her... We did it originally to try and let Sydel live a full life, a chance to resume what should have been hers before Caela poisoned her and the birth of Jacob killed her." They'd done it with all the best of intentions and it had come with a bonus... His sanity... He was already on a good, solid path to getting back to where he should have been but Sybelle, she was like tha final push... But in all of that? Never once, through all this time, did Sydel tell him anything... "I can't tolerate the drain on her person anymore... Once the children are born and the surgery is complete Sybelle is going to die and take her place with Hanali. Once that's done Sydel should improve durastically and continue to do so until she'd complete." It was all he could do at this point... Everything else had failed. "The worst part is I can't say I'll mourn it much... No one matters to me as much as she does."

Warnings and advise were given on the drugs, walking over to them curriously as he looked at them all, all so very... Unassuming... You'd never know how bad they might hit, very much a bit of Wonderland in this, without a doubt... He'd idly touch the side of a bowl for a moment before he'd speak. "Thank you for helping to kill Chaka... I know Sydel laid the final blow but she'd not have done it if it weren't for you." Chaka was a ghost he could never escape, a perpetual shadow that hung on him, wet ink on the soles of his feet that would track him where ever he went. "If there's anything I can do to help, tell me. We've never been friends but at least we were never enemies... But I'd like to extend an olive branch if I can... I think it's probably high time we all shook out the cobwebs and looked towards tomorrow." So many of them were trapped in the past in ways they couldn't even begin to understand... Jacob in the feeling of abandonment by his father, Ace in the shadow and fear of Tirithon and becoming him one day, Sydel of not being worthy, he himself of failing those he loved because he'd never been loved before, Rose with being an orphan and the fear of never amounting to anything worthy... All of them grown ass adults with their own issues... And none of them had really shaken those fears off either...

Looking to Gia there he'd reach out and gently cradle her dark cheek in his scarred hand, his skin was rough and sented of sandalwood, uncommonly warm but comforting because of it... "May I?" He'd never actually asked anyone before... Which... Was kinda weird... But he'd never had to. If permission was granted he'd move in and lay a gentle claim to her lips, nothing hard or forceful, it was more like... Poetry... It was warm and subtle, like the caress of warm honey drizzled over skin, his own sort of magical chemistry washing over her... He WAS famous after all and in that kiss? She'd know all the things she heard weren't hype... No, he wasn't her Thaylan, the two were their own people but in that kiss? He'd come a damn close second in the way it made her feel.

[BadInfluence]

You still forget to breath before you draw... It's why you're loose is always a bit shaky..." He'd say from the tree behind her, not too close, not too far... He could still sneak up quieter than the wind when he wanted to despite everything else. Dressed in comfortable and lose all black clothing he looked the same as she had last seen him, before things on the surface went sideways, before things went... Bad... He had a ring in his hand, something he was holding out to her, that ring along with the collar she had once put about his neck. "I know I don't deserve these anymore... And I know I don't deserve your time but I'm asking for it anyways. There's... A lot I want to say... And I don't have a lot of time left to say it... Will you walk with me once more? Like we used to before this world of ours got so twisted?" He hoped she would... Prayed even, but lately he began to think that the Good Gods had far less power than the bad ones, for that seemed to be all that happened lately... More storms than rainbows and he? Was a bit done with it.

If she would go to walk with him he would lead the way onto one of the many mazes of flowers and bushes on the complex, things he had studied from the window for long hours, easily memorizing them so he could lead them without error. "On the surface... No one really told me what happened... Not the real details of it but what I was told... I couldn't face you. I admit, I took the cowards way out, and I wish... I wish I could say it was the first time but... We both know it wasn't..." He said almost quietly, the fact was that for all he could be brave and fierce in his role as the lead Ranger, when it came down to family life? Ah fuck no. He was an ok dad but a better baby sitter but he knew he didn't bond to any of his kids, for some reason there was this insane lack of attachment, an inability to really find that paternal link with any of them. Though he had a feeling it was because of his own sort of wonky childhood and the relationship between his parents...

"It was around the same time my eyes were returned to me that I figured out the full details of what had happened... I wanted... Hanali help me I wanted to forget... I tried to pull my own eyes out but in the end... If it was this bad for me... I thought suddenly I couldn't imagine how bad it had to have been for you..." Which was when he had stopped but... It didn't make it any easier... It didn't help him forget. He couldn't undo it and he couldn't stand the fact that he had, even in some small part, been responsible for it. Yes, he was aware that Caela had been behind it all, but that didn't mean it hadn't been in part his fault... It had been his image... His physical representation that had done the deed and it was because of that she hadn't been able to defend herself.

"Originally I had asked Rose to pass along a message for me as a favor because I couldn't stand the idea of facing you but... I couldn't do it. I couldn't stand the idea of leaving things between us so unfinished... I've done that enough in my life already... I'd like to leave this world with being able to say that at least... At least I changed, at the end." He regretted it when Rose had told him the way that Sydel had taken it, he thought it might have been a bad idea, and Rose originally was against it... He'd had to coax and coerce her into it for quite some time before she even said she'd try. Well he had the proof of the pudding now and he knew... He knew he had to make peace with her, with it, with their life... So many things he'd done wrong... He really wanted to try to do something right... "The night after the Festival of the Heart when I left and didn't come back... That whole debacle... I never told anyone what happened... I promised I wouldn't ever tell but I'm not going to be around much longer, I don't see the point of keeping it anymore, it's not just my secret anyways..." It would have had to of have been a big thing that took him away from her that night, after all it was a culmination of years and years of love and secret looks, so much longing and wishing he could be braver... And then one night he had... And on that same night that he had it all... He'd lost it...

"I left that night originally to go and bring you some of your favorite fruits and some wine for breakfast, I was going to make it all quite romantic, bring you breakfast in bed and everything... While I was out though Caela caught me and she was covered in blood, panicking and begging for help, and since she was your sister and always hated me... Well I thought it was a chance to change the tables and have her approval..." He'd have to have asked for her permission to court Sybelle after all so the more Caela liked him the better the chance he'd have of her approval and therefore the opportunity to marry his sweetest love. "She led me to your brother... He'd been down in the underdark and got on the wrong side of some drow and the messed him up really bad... I patched him up as best I could then I took him out of Arvandor because he has to stand trial for things that aren't mine to say." Ah huh... There was a reason that their brother had not come back to Arvandor after their foster parents had been found out and banished. "I ended up taking care of him for a while and once he was better I got him a job as a sailor so he could earn a living and not end up on the wrong side of the law... But by the time I was done and back in Arvandor... You were gone on the surface with Ace... Pregnant with his child and apparently quite happy there from what Caela had told me... I... I couldn't be brave and go down there and take you back... I thought if you were happy... WIthout me... Then it would be a really fucked up thing to do to go down there and mess up your own slice of happiness. Especially when I knew you didn't have a lot of it to start with..."

They'd take a turn here and there, the gardens were in full bloom and they were beautiful, even in the setting sun and the coming of moonlight their vibrancy didn't waver. If she didn't shove him away or just flat out stop being around him, he'd reach out to very gently link his pinky finger with hers, something small... A call back to their youth... "When Belles came back I was just... I couldn't believe it... I got this second chance to do things right... Then meeting you it was something else... You were her but... Not... I love you both and our relationship, you and I, I adored it... It was the heat to temper the sweetness to my life... I felt so good and I was really happy... But I never knew the tole it was having on you." He hadn't been aware until perhaps a couple of weeks ago when she'd had to have a hard reset so to speak. A lot of things were being revealed to him in these last few days and while some might have thought it cruel? It was better to go out with full knowledge and a clean conscience...

"Nautilous told me in confidence when he broke down... He'd been fighting to try and find a solution but he's at the wall and I realized... A lot of this pressure on you both is because of me... My mistakes, my weakness, my shortcomings... And all the while I just thought I wanted to go out slow and smooth, I didn't want to have to face the wreckage in my wake, to clean up my messes but now... Now I realize I need to be courageous for once and not lean on you to carry me through it." But it wasn't easy... Far from it but... He had to do it... He had to do right and not hide in the shadows of the women in his life. "I know... What happened on the surface... I didn't want to face it. Seeing it through my eyes but not being there... Not able to control the body or the actions, seeing how much they hurt you, seeing how you wouldn't fight back because it was me... It was the fucking worst and I... I will do anything to try and... And help but I don't know how... Even if it wasn't me, it looked like me, sounded like me... You trusted me and that trust got destroyed... You got hurt mentally, physically, emotionally... Parts of you got so badly broken they might not never fit together the same way again... But I'm begging you... Before I leave this world... Tell me how to help?... How can we put this right Sydel? I'll do anything... I just want you to stop hurting, I never, ever wanted to hurt you... Never wanted you to ever get hurt..."

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Oh i have no doubts you will be catering to everyone here.. you have practically everything on offer..-her gaze wandered over the implements.. all the different styled whips and toys.. some softer.. some so much harder.. and then of course a few that settled in the middle.. the timing she was curious on.. having thought she had more time to prepare ..but his response caused her pause.. nodding slowly-.. Ahh.. much the same as I.. the build up is a lot more satisfying.. but.. not always fitting.. sometimes you just have to make do.. -and she had.. oh she knew all about having to make the best of short unexpected moments.. when it came to her and Thaylan they grasped whatever they could.. usually with little to no notice.. it was only every so often that they were gifted with the luxury of a few hours ..and then even rarer still a few days.. -.. I have no doubt I can whip something up that will work with everyone..

-she had looked to the drow slaves that were dotted here and there.. reaching to examine one a little bit closer.. noticing the branding..she tilted her head when he gave his response on why he kept several of her slaves.. she long since figured he had killed them all.. or the rest had died during the cave in.. her brow arched as she turned to look to him-.. All you did was basically clean house?.. -she laughed a little and her arms rose to cross about her chest.. the soft satin robe creasing a little in the process-.. I seem to recall nearly dying during those fun and games.. -her head inclined as she shot him a bit of a look.. oh there was a lot of cheek in what he said.. yes he was right.. the grounds of her House at that point were not ideal.. and it was possible shortly there after they might have all died due to the volcanic over flow.. but if it werent for that one young man she would not have gotten out alive.. she chuckled once more.. giving a bit of a shake of her head as she turned to start placing the drugs down onto the table-.. However in the end I owe you a thankyou.. It all worked out.. just hit a few bumps on the way thats all..

-she began to talk about Sy.. and her thoughts on the Lilly white nymph.. catching a glimpse of the frown that settled.. the way his jaw seemed to tighten .. it was as though he were angry.. maybe frustrated.. but he was letting it bubble beneath the surface-.. Well I would hope not.. -she responded as the corners of her lips curled into a flash of an amused smile..he was becoming.. agitated.. she could feel it.. listening to the rest.. all about the good intentions.. and then of Sybelle.. how it was draining Sydel in the process and that he couldn't take it any more.. she took a breath.. remaining quiet as she positioned vials and ornate coloured bottles-.. Ive not met this.. Sybelle.. but Ive heard of her.. a sweet sunflower.. a pure saccharine princess.. -she waved her hand a little-.. I guess when I heard.. I found it intriguing that someone.. as dark and brooding as yourself would need someone like that.. but then.. when I allowed myself to muse on it a little further.. I guess.. Sydel isn't soft..at all.. she's quite sharp.. in almost all areas of her life.. so I get it..

-she nodded-.. I wonder.. -she turned to glance up to him.. rich garnet gaze to his brilliant blue-.. if you know that its okay to falter?.. -she turned her gaze back to the table then-.. you only fail when you stop trying.. -she began to pour the soft brightly coloured sands onto the small saucer plates-.. and from what Ive seen.. you havent failed yet.. are you ready to stop?.. -she allowed her gaze to linger upon him once more.. just a little while longer.. she knew what Sydel felt for him and she had an inkling of what he felt for Sydel.. the two of them were practically pieces of a puzzle.. they just fit.. but not without a lot of problems.. -.. You say that once these children are born.. and this surgery is complete that the Miss lilly white will improve drastically.. is it possible.. the problems you have been facing.. is because she is not complete.. If I were to.. seperate your two halves Nautilous.. your hard from your soft.. would you struggle a little?.. I think you might.. maybe a little.. -she shot him a wink.. turning back to the table as she placed the fabric covered cube.. the plates of cigarettes.. she gave him the warnings about how she would take no responsibility for the actions of those under the influence.. it was far to easy to point fingers .. and she wasn't about to have a bar of it.. he thanked her for helping to kill Chaka and she took a quiet breath.. -.. mm..

-she nodded a little.. - I never expected it to get to this point.. I didn't know she felt the way she did and Ill be honest I didn't know a lot about the history you both had.. she never mentioned it.. -she rubbed her lips together-.. I never had a really good relationship with Chaka.. she was there in the background but.. we never held the same values.. Sydel stepped in.. to do what I could not.. I faltered..and Ill be forever greatful to her for it..- it was bittersweet really.. having to witness her own sister being killed.. but she knew in the end it had to go in that direction.. she nodded when he spoke on if she ever needed any help.. that theyd not been friends.. but not enemies either.. -.. You're right.. yes.. Youve managed to piss me off more than most lately.. Ill not deny it.. but.. -she laughed a little.. placing down the last cigarette-.. I can kinda see why people like you.. -she was amused.. it was written all over her face..-..I am looking forward to a better tomorrow.. for all of us.. and I guess.. i could class us as friends.. maybe.. -she chuckled.. closing up the bag she had brought in.. before it disappeared.. her hand rose.. fingers pinched inward as a glass like umbrella came down over the tables top.. it would protect those rather expensive party supplies..

before she felt his scarred palm gliding along the soft curve of her cheek.. the scent of sandalwood struck her more than usual due to his proximity.. her gaze lifted as her head turned toward him.. her brows drew in a touch when he made his request.. a questioning look crossed her eyes.. -.. You may.. -softly in response.. the kiss stunned her a little.. she wasn't expecting it.. but why was that?.. the strength of it more than anything else.. from what she had witnessed he was one to just about devour someone.. lust was usually high.. an insatiable hunger.. but this.. this was something different.. it was gentle.. poetry in motion.. warm and softly subtle.. she returned it in much the same fashion.. up close he could drink in the scents of cinnamon and black liquorice.. a whisper of citrus in that kiss.. lips remained locked..tongues mingled and danced along side one another.. oh she learnt quickly that the literature and word of mouth she had heard was not hype.. he could easily turn the hardest woman weak at the knees.. he'd illicit a murmur from her.. her hand rose.. soft fingers found the curve of his scarred cheek.. lightly brushing across it to find the sharp square of his jawline.. her heart was doing some magnificent acrobatics there within the confines of her chest.. just what was this?.. little to close proximity to those drugs perhaps?..

[BadInfluence]

"You learn to tend to a variety of flavors in my line of work." Which was amusing since he hadn't actually performed any gigolo duties in over a decade but what else was he to call himself? He wasn't a carpenter or a blacksmith, not a tailor or an architect, he was what he was... A whore. A very famous and well paid one at that. Well trained too, he'd spent his entire youth in a high end facility and he'd learned everything there was to learn about pleasure, from top to bottom and everything between. Originally the party was supposed to go down a few days later, something more relaxed and casual, more planned out... But the situation on hand was putting everyone a bit on rush as Sydel wouldn't be able to enjoy it if they moved along with the surgery, and on top of that there would likely be some grieving over the passing of Sybelle into the realm with her Goddess, then of course the morning to take place after... It was just one of those moments. "Quite so. Between the two of us I am sure we can satisfy many a deep seated and secretive craving..."

Catching on quickly with the slaves she mentioned that they had been busy, that he hadn't in fact killed them all, something that virtually no one knew of. He'd kept them safe, well hidden, ensured they were well fed and nurtured... Gia's kingdom had grown fast and feeding a group of that size was hard, very rarely did everyone get enough to eat and it caused some issues with health and virility, something he had corrected in this ultra fine group of Drow. At this point they were at their peak and he had every intention of returning them at some point when she had settled down in a safer, more secure area, someplace less volcanic overflow fault line type of thing. When she crossed her arms though it was his turn to laugh a bit and he tapped the side of his nose. "Who do you think sent down Mr. Handsome drow whore to make sure you got out safe? Nothing is by accident Gia, not once." Oh sure it all lined up simple as you please but that boy wouldn't have gone down for a visit if he hadn't nudged him in the first place, it was all about timing, placement and of course purpose. "I do hope you enjoyed him while you had him thought. Trained that one myself a couple of years before I moved on." He was sure that she had, without a doubt, but that wasn't here or there was it?

Talk of Sydel was... Well it wasn't that she made him get his back up, he wasn't even upset with her or what she had said, his issue had everything to do with the fact that he felt the sting of personal failure and had been for some time. He was always trying but lately it seemed he had more failures than success and it was starting to rankle him, a throbbing pain like gout only all over, the bitter alum taste of defeat... "Originally it was to give Sydel a break and a chance to step away from reality... She'd gotten too attached to a toy that ended up breaking and it shattered her a bit..." Fucking Chris what a mistake that was... It was meant to just be an amusement, a study in curiosity, in devotion... It hadn't taken her long to switch sides and fawn over this other man and it had cut him very, very deeply... The worst part was that this hadn't even been the first time and each time, each new toy she had and fell for, each new flavor of the season... It made him grind his teeth... Thankfully though she'd not done anything for a while, not since Chris and it helped him settle a bit more, and with Sybelle there... "I didn't really value Sybelle for her sweetness though it was nice... I valued for her because she showed affection in a way Sydel never had. Sybelle loved me fuck ups and all, she was open with her emotions, her like and dislike... There were no games with her, no mystery or darkness, it was simple and clean... Like the rain." It had helped heal a lot of his own hurts, made him feel valued, wanted... Appreciated and loved... Everything that, up to that moment, Sydel had never given him. Who wouldn't appreciate something like that? It had done him a lot of good but the facts were now that the good was no longer needed and the strain, the cost of keeping it going, it wasn't worth it anymore.

"If I falter my family falls... Like you I have my own house to look after, sons and daughters, a wife and friends... If I slip up, if I fall, they do too. I'm the foundation and I can't afford to crack." As it was he'd failed plenty of times, he'd be damned if he started to falter too, he couldn't stomach it. "I can worry about the rest once Sydel feels better..." And he would... Their 'house' needed some inspection, perhaps renovation, definitely some spring cleaning. Incest was rampant in thier house but for some reason it just worked, they were all related but the genetics were perfect, but to keep that all a secret they needed to find a way to match it all up... Cover stories and the like so that actual facts never bubbled to the surface. He knew she was right though, it was something they'd already thought on long and hard, the constant drain because of the split... The fact that it should have been impossible for the drain to continue after steps were taken but it had, virtually non-stop, and because of that? Things had gotten to this point. "I know they are... I've done all I can to circumvent it but it's something I can't control or taper off." A rare thing for him but it was as it was...

Thanking her for Chaka though he knew how hard that was... For her to have to face down rogue family like that and then falter... He'd seen it more than once and likely he would again. "Chaka... Was a rare creature, I won't call her a woman because that's mostly an insult to the sex in my mind, and even I faltered in killing her Gia and I hated her with every fiber of my being." Oh he had tried... Over and over and over again but each time... Each time he'd get so close then he couldn't... She'd fucked his head about so badly that he couldn't even begin to sort out the mess in there. Extending that olive branch and her words though oh that did earn her a chuckle. "Only lately? I must be getting rusty or the company you keep is very boring." He said with a very roguish wink and a smile as she finished setting things up, putting a cover on the table so stray breezes or exorbitant partiers wouldn't go and ruin the very precious supplies. "I take that as a compliment Matron Gia, but I think like you, we have a much better future ahead of us. And, by the way- He said, leaning in a bit as if to tell her a secret. "All the women like me... Just not most of the men... Cock envy... Horrible disease.." He said before he'd stop and just watch her move around a bit, the smaller motions, perfecting things before the event...

Yes... He'd asked permission and while it wasn't something he often did, he wasn't a fool and he was curious enough to follow protocol, at least this time. He'd have laughed if he could have heard her thoughts, thinking of him like some sort of starving sexual Lion, pouncing and devouring every poor little female who came under his claws. He was both, everything and nothing, he could be softer than a falling bit of dandelion puff or harder than the cruelest slab of granite. It just depended on what they wanted him to be. His fingers along her cheek slid back into her hair, his free hand rising to tug that cloth ribbon from her curls and let them fall around her face, tilting her head to the side... Just so... Controlling but not by brute strength... By decadent, dark chocolate coercion, it would all seem like her idea... Her wants... Her motions... He kept her floating on that delicate puff before he'd deepen their kiss, his lips slanting across hers just a little more, their tongues mingling... He tasted like mint and rain, fresh and cool despite the heat of his mouth, the skilfull coaxing of his tongue across hers... Before she'd know it she would be up against one of the pillars, her back pressed gently against it, his fingertips pressing over pleasured points along her scalp and the nape of her neck... A little more... He'd release her hair with one of her hands while it drifted down the column of her neck, a hot smooth caress, like the touch of the sun without the burn... Lower... Lower... His fingers brushing aside the satin robe she wore and his fingers could be felt hovering over her breast, not quite touching no, just a hairs breath over her skin... Enough to make her tingle and ache but not enough to satisfy... The wet warmth of the air only made it that much more electric....

Waiting... Waiting... He waited so patiently for her to bend, her body would tell him what she wanted long before her mouth did, her lips enmeshed in a dance beneath his... But once he was given that cue his fingers would focus over her nipple in a cone shape before they'd slowly fan out over her supple flesh, to gently stroke and delight her senses, never quite touching her nipple so she was left wanting... Hungry... Did she want more? Would she give in to the desires she'd held for him for years? Her curriocity sated?... Yes? No? He'd keep her on that lovely razor fine edge until she began to unravel and make sound of need and want... "Say it... Tell me what you need Gia... With your lips, not your body, though this supple form speaks what it wants more than a little clearly..."

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-she inclined her head a little when he spoke about what he learnt in his 'line of work' - I find it intriguing really.. that you still refer to it in that way.. You arent really still in that employ anymore though right?.. -a curious glance crossing her unnaturally youthful features.. -.. Is it what you find is your identity?.. this giggalo/escort persona you carry with an almost iron grip..You are much more than that.. -she wondered why he held onto it.. maybe it was just a habit.. something he had done for such a large potion of his life that it just came naturally when he spoke.. but maybe it was something more.. maybe it was like a security blanket.. she had broached the subject of her house falling.. of how he was a great instrument in it.. his comment on sending down Mr Handsome Drow whore to make sure she got out safe and how it was no accident.. a smile appeared.. an amused one before she chuckled a little-.. You do have a flair for the dramatics.. He treated me..-she nodded-.. very well.. I have no doubt he would have made you quite proud..

-the topic turned to Sydel.. a mutual lover of them both.. she didn't know a lot about this Sybelle character.. no more than she had been told in any rate.. though hearing it was all to give Ms Lilly white a break she nodded.. she understood.. -.. in the time I have known Sydel.. she's always been a bit sharp.. she had moments of softness.. though they were short.. usually only when she lost control.. -she moved to cross her arms neatly about her chest-.. when she had an emotional upset.. or I am sure you've noticed.. a strong satisfying climax.. you can see it then.. but when she is back in control it locks down.. someone has taught her that.. thats not something you learn through a normal upbringing.. You and I.. we can be strong and soft.. dependant on the circumstances.. dependant on whats required.. but with her its almost as if she was trained to ignore that side of her.. like when you're breaking someone in.. you keep their gaze on you.. and everytime they waver.. everytime they are distracted they are corrected.. -she turned her attention back to the table of implements-.. Sybelle was probably what she was before this..event occured.. so yes.. soft.. filled with affection..yet to be stripped of every ounce of sweetness she had.. though.. -she inclined her head when her gaze lifted to look to him once more-.. I dont know.. I could be just.. guessing but.. whilst you enjoyed yourself with Sybelle.. it couldn't possibly remain long term.. She's too sweet for you.. and Sydel in her current state is too erratic.. you have two extreme ends of the spectrum at play.. -she held her hands out at her sides.. before she brought them into the middle-.. and soon.. they will be back in the middle.. maybe wavering a little to the left or to the right.. but.. a lot more balanced.. and possibly better for it.. afterall.. the soft little sweetheart that you have been enjoying has been out and about quite a while.. I doubt she will so happily go back in her box..

-she shot him a wink.. the topic turned to him not ever wanting to fail.. and it didn't seem to matter what she said.. he was holding the world on his shoulders-. You cant take it all on Nautilous.. you're stong yes.. there's no doubting that fact.. but.. if all it will take to bring your family down is taking you out.. then no.. its not working.. your foundation needs to be spread.. everyone around you helps.. You have such a large group of people ..and Ill wager easily they are more than willing to help you with that.. Dont be the hero.. capes really wouldn't suit you.. -she placed out the last of the multi coloured ingredients.. the cigarettes.. the vials and bottles.. they spoke about her sister.. it still stung a little to know she played a part in her sisters death.. even though she knew it was the only way it could end.. -.. I wish I had of known you and her had such a horrible run in sooner.. I could have at the very least confronted her about it.. I had no idea.. -she shook her head-.. I apologise for that.. I think I was a little wrapped up in my own life to pay much attention to hers.. -he extended the olive branch and she accepted it.. though she nudged him with her elbow when he made the smart remark about her company.. laughing a little soon after.. Ahh the cheek!.. -.. Ahh and there we are.. always and ever cocky arent you.. -all the women liked him indeed.. she couldn't disagree.. not really.. at least from what she had heard anyway.. he was pretty popular.. -.. As for the men being jealous.. well I guess it depends on the reasoning.. do they want what you have?.. Do they want you?.. or do they want to be You?..

-she finished up the table preparation.. closing it off with that magic glass umbrella.. it shimmered.. locked down.. none other would be able to remove it other than her.. he surprised her then as he reached for her cheek.. his scarred skin quite rough against the softness of her own.. rich garnet eyes lifted to settle curiously on brilliant blues before he made his request.. asking for permission.. it struck her as a little odd at first.. and she wasn't even sure what he was wanting.. she gave him what he needed before that kiss commenced.. it was one of those soul stealing.. breathtaking slow soft little unions.. there was no power exchange.. there was no struggle or hunger.. there was no lustful ties or grips. just two very old acquaintances taking a step that had yet to be taken..he easily allowed her the feeling of control.. that it was her idea.. that she could lead.. it was decadent and smooth and that was even before he deepened it.. the taste of mint and rain.. how it felt so cool against the heated depths of her mouth was almost foreign.. but it birthed a desire for more.. a need to tumble that little bit deeper..

she had reached for his face.. soft fingers touched across the rather prominent scarring.. an almost ghost like touch.. she hadn't even realised he had guided them backwards.. not until she felt the cold marble at her back.. her body arched inward in response.. tongues mingled and tasted.. lips met over and over.. and over.. just how long they remained in that position was any ones guess.. but it felt like quite a good length of time.. the pressure point touching on her head made her falter a little.. he would have felt it in the kiss as her attention seemed to go lax every now and then.. and she was almost unresponsive.. her hair had tumbled down.. caressing the tops of her shoulders.. spilling down her back as the shoulders of her satin robe slid down to her elbows.. oh he knew exactly what he was doing.. it was a delicate but fine art of seduction.. touching without actually making contact.. she could feel the heat of his hand.. of his fingers but they didn't come into contact with her warmed skin.. her lips parted and it would be impossible to control the murmurs.. the sudden audible breaths.. the sighs.. he was waiting for her to tell him what she wanted.. waiting for her body to bend.. her hands werent idle.. those fingers danced along his broad shoulders.. feeling every scar.. every long since healed wound site.. the thicker curves of his neck..

a sweet tease over his ears.. tracing their outline.. before long thin fingers would find their way back through his hair.. their lips remained locked.. heads tilting to the left.. to the right.. tasting all and delighting in the intoxication that was coming from such an act.. his attention on those well rounded breasts had her subconsciously moving up onto her toes.. oh there was no denying what her body desired..the way it took literally nothing for those nipples to harden beneath his touch.. he'd barely even brushed the surface.. his voice rang out.. against her lips as the kiss stalled a moment.. asking her to tell him what she needed.. to speak it.. -.. mm.. -she murmured... lingering though remaining incredibly close.. he'd be able to feel her breath -.. no.. -she whispered.. the tip of her tongue glided across his lower lip-.. You came onto me.. why dont you tell me what You need Nautilous.. -her gaze met his own.. had he been asked that?.. ever?. her fingers fanned out to caress through his hair.. before drawing forward once more..to cradle his cheeks.. his face.. -.. What do you want?

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"Even without a territory and a people, don't you still call yourself a matron?" He asked in the same vein as she had. "I am not defined by it no more than you are defined by the position of Matron only, but both of us are still tied very intrinsically to the thing we were taught to be from our youth, some shadows can't be changed no matter how much we grow." Did he still work in that position? From time to time, yes, though he bartered for a hell of lot more than gold. He traded in secrets and properties, sometimes he even traded in flesh when the item on hand was something he needed, something special or elusive... Rare... Their talk was quite amicable though, something that they had never actually done, before now they exchanged letters from time to time... Short single sentences in person even more rarely, but this? Was a damned full on conversation and he found himself enjoying it. Gia was... Well certainly enchanting but not in the way that most women were, she had a sort of flare, a vibration about her that was like the thrumming of a cello after the bow has left the strings. He might have been the cause of her house falling but that wasn't exactly a bad thing in it's own way. It was going to happen eventually but at least this was under a controlled circumstance, even if it was the one he did himself. Her rescuer was one he had set up himself a couple of weeks ahead of time, he had heard Khorn bitching at him more than a little, he wanted bodies and this was just... The most convenient solution for everyone involved... Even if the third party was totally unaware. "Always my dear, I am nothing if not a showman, life is terribly boring without a little spice and seasoning." He did have a flare and a style, he dressed to impress even in his most casual of clothes, from the elaborately extravagant to the understated elegant. It was just his calling card. "I should hope so, he'd still a bit wet behind the years, couldn't quite take to all the lessons but that's how it is for some. Not everyone can devote themselves that deeply." He'd had no other life to go to after all, the whore house had become his world, the reason he lived. If it hadn't been for Chaka he likely would have stayed there until his looks began to fade and even then likely become one of the teachers, the instructors for those who peddled in flesh and whoredom.

Sydel was brought up and yes... It was hard. So many ups and downs, he'd gone far and wide for her, to try and find a way to help... It was just a sadness in so many ways because no matter how hard he tried he couldn't solve it, not this one, this was the hang up that was casing him to get caught over and over again... "It's not as if... She was. Her father is not a man who indulges in softness, there's not a single fragile thing about him, and he expects as much from his children. It was bad enough that her youth was troubled and she endured things no child should but even when she should have found happiness it was taken from her. She's not had an easy life..." But he tried to ease it for her. He tried to give her something to be happy about, something to smile for, to look forward to another day. He tried to give her everything she could want and need, not in the form of expensive things because he had learned long ago that she cared little and less for fancy baubles, but in other ways he spoiled her... Took her hunting and ensured she could enjoy herself, the finest drugs and drinks, places to live and to see... Hot springs in snow capped mountains or deep caves with skies alight by small blue insects... The ocean as still and flat as glass during dawn or the chaos and light of a thunderstorm... Yet it just... Never seemed to be enough. There was a hole in her he was trying to help her fill, to stop the ache and ease the pain, to give her a chance to heal... He just... He just wasn't it. And at this point? He wasn't sure what was. Even Diovan and he together couldn't fill the space... Was it Gia then who did it? Would she feel more content with her old lover? It was complicated and twisted but he still tried all the same. "I can't say how she will be... It might have helped and given this other side of her a chance to get stronger and established, we will have to see when the two are one once more, but my main concern is her wellbeing... If her edges are a little softer then I will be grateful for it but I loved her long before I knew she could be tender."

The idea that he needed to take a break and let other people take the weight off his shoulders... Alien to him. He had always been the strong one, the foundation for their family, the backbone and the shoulders that carried all the weight. Ace, Jacob, Rose, Sybelle, Sydel and Diovan... Everyone leaned on him and he just got stronger because of it. "I realize I could be targeted for it..." He knew because he'd been hit more than once by people trying to take him out, but the fucked up part was that they were taking out those they loved to get to him, so it didn't really matter in a way... They were strong together, links in a chain, but he? Was the anchor, the thing that held them all fast, firmly rooted and safe no matter the storm. "But I can't argue about the capes, I'm incredibly glad that fashion no longer requires them." They spoke as she set things up so they were all laid out in an almost decorative fashion, tilting his head just a touch, wondering just what each would do in turn... Would different combinations make different outcomes? Chaka was brought up and spoken about and her words? They were kind... A bit of a surprise but then again he hadn't ever really thought that Gia was cruel just... Withdrawn from what he had seen. "You could have talked to her but there was no way to stop her either. She bought and paid for services and paid very well, my owners weren't likely to complain, after all she didn't kill me." Though the wounds had been incredibly bad on more than one occasion, he'd been taken out of service for weeks at a time to allow for the injuries to heal flawlessly, to keep him scar free and without any imperfections. "It's the cost we all pay in our lines of work, something hurts us at some point or another, from the papercut with the clerk to the burns from the blacksmith." But still... It meant a lot it really did. A few teasing jabs were given and returned, smiles on their faces and a bit of laughter too, over all a very pleasant exchange. "Hell if I know, I think it varied from man to man, Like Valkryn for instance. I think he hated me out of spite because he measured up so very wanting in every aspect in comparison." He said with a grin as the two of them had butted heads more than once.

The table, once complete was sealed up, kept from children getting a bit too greedy fingered at the proverbial cookie jar. It would at least ensure that people weren't going to OD and then God knew how they'd go from there. Bit of a party crash at that point. A curiosity arose though, a question that he'd like an answer to, but only if both parties were amicable to the answer so to speak. His fingers had caressed her cheek in a soft motion, permission was requested and given... The kiss that followed moved like threads of silk in water, effortless and natural, seductive in the way they moved... The illusion of control was given to her while he subtly guided her movements, the touch of her lips and her tongue against his, the scent of licorice against her skin... Surprisingly sensual... The citruss of her kiss that mingled with his own mint and rain... Deepening it was only natural, a few more steps so she was braced against that pillar, his hands in her hair and against her body... Gentle explorations... Pleasured places touched and pressed to take her senses even higher. She was a shock to him really, the way she tasted and smelled, the way she moved... She couldn't have been any more unlike chaka than cheese and charcoal... Her fingers were warm and soothing on his skin, the way she touched and explored his bare chest and neck, something he encouraged with his own deeper moans... Softer growls against her lips as they danced... Oh he knew well what to do and how to do it but he hadn't expected it to feel quite so good in return.

His fingers hoovered but didn't touch the skin of her supple breast, allowing her to feel the heat but not the pressure, the need without the satisfaction... He kept her dancing on the edge with him, the two of them both perhaps equally aroused, the front of his skirt was starting to raise as he began to get hard. When he did finally touch her skin she was sweet and soft, like the softest of powdered silk under his fingers, warm and heavy... The weight of her breast was lushous in his hand as he began to slowly touch her, to learn the shape of her, the texture of that dusky hued nipple... His request was not uncommon, in fact it was as much a part of him as his hair or eyes, he always asked what they wanted... He always delivered... But her pause... The no... He'd never had that before and it caused him to tilt his head a touch though their bodies remained close, her tongue across his bottom lip before he caught it and suckled, releasing after a moment as she spoke. Her words were a secondary shock... No one... Ever... Asked him what he needed... What did he want... It was... Errotic. Was such a thing even possible? Even Sydel had never once asked him what he wanted or needed... She took what he offered but... She'd never asked to give back... Not like this...

Fingers drifting down from her breast to the tie about her waist, tugging it softly so that it would unbind, to allow it to fall open and reveal all her naked beauty... Those sumptuous curves that were always so well molded by the skin tight clothes she wore... No need for padding or corsets, she was naturally beautiful, a shapely woman in her prime... His fingers then moved to drop the silk from her shoulders, to let the robe fall down her arms, to pool behind her and around her ankles... His fingers stroking through those ruby locks as they shared what could only be called an incredibly intimate moment... "You're the first woman who has ever asked me that..." He said as he moved in to kiss her once more, still warm and seductive, no push or demand but deep... Hot and errotic enough to make her throb... "I want... Someone to make love to me... Not because I'm making love to them but because they want to show me what it's like... What it feels... What it means..." [/b] Sydel either didn't know how or was perhaps even unwilling to and while they had moments of lush tenderness between them, only once had it been just between them and that was their wedding night, he'd made love to her soft and sweet and she'd bent for him but... She was still so withdrawn... He could still feel her holding back even when he laid his soul bare for her...

What did it mean, to make love? What did it feel like when your partner was there, fully and entirely, no reason to hold back or try to hide?

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..His voice cut through her like a knife through butter and she released that arrow without warning or aim.. it flew way off target and wedged itself in one of the trees way off in the distance.. her shoulders had risen.. she was stiff as a board.. it was odd really.. they had both avoided one another but for completely different reasons.. though those reasons all stemmed from that one horrific encounter.. she remained still.. looking down at the target through heavy lidded eyes.. she didn't turn to look to him.. not yet.. those sharply pointed ears took in all he had to say.. that he didn't deserve something?.. before speaking of her time.. but that he was requesting it.. a moment hopefully.. that he had things he felt he had to say.. and time was slowly wearing thin.. she paused at his request to walk with him..silence fell between them both.. other than the soft sounds of the late afternoon evening breeze ..

she turned then.. though it was not to look to him.. it was to glance toward his opened hand.. the ring.. the collar it contained.. she motioned him forward.. -.. Alright.. -she offered as a response.. not taking the items from his hand..she placed the bow back down against the small table there.. brushing her hands down against the sides of her shorts as she waited for him to move.. she would remain a step.. or two behind as she followed.. unsure on where he was going.. but perhaps a touch cautious.. she was too exhausted to be worried about wether or not he was going to hurt her.. they moved into the hedge maze then.. she didn't interrupt him as he spoke.. she simply glanced around her.. lightly brushing her finger tips across the soft petals from blooms that were slowly closing due to the end of the day.. she could feel the delicate texture beneath her cold skin.. he spoke on what he had and had not been told.. how he had asked of Rose to pass on the message because he decided on taking the cowards way out.. that made her twitch.. but she still remained stoic.. quiet.. until he began talking about the festival of the heart..

that one perfect night that ruined everything.. that started the ball rolling for her to become what she was today.. she turned then.. her gaze those endless white pools lifted to look to him as her brows drew inward.. he had a secret?.. he told her about leaving to get her fruit and wine.. but that he had run into her sister.. oh her heart ached.. it took one deep shallow beat in her chest enough to make her take a sudden gasped breath.. why did it always come back to Caela.. why did the one woman that she had done so much for.. hate her so much.. it was becoming a cruel joke.. and it was killing her from the inside.. he went on to talk about blood and panicked behaviour.. before her brother came into it.. her fingers curled inward..nails left crescent marks against the inside of her palms.. her tension levels were rising dramatically.. still.. nothing.. she said nothing.. she just..listened.. he had gone and helped her brother instead of coming back to her.. he had remained on the surface to help out her family.. and then.. never went after her.. not once.. were it possible for her to feel a chill hearing that?..

considering she was already incredibly cold.. but she did.. when he reached for her hand she took a step backward.. Oh she was not ready to touch him.. especially not after hearing that.. -.. You left me.. -her voice crackled when she finally broke the silence-.. and you never..ever came back.. -the flowers were probably beautiful and the sunset much the same.. but in that moment it could have been a torrential rain storm and it wouldn't have made her feel the least better-.. You chose to help my family over coming back to me Diovan..You chose to be a Samaritan instead -her gaze shifted.. her hands rose as she slid her fingers back through those slowly loosening white curls.. -.. I.. I dont understand.. I looked for you.. for days.. I went to your home.. your work.. the tree ..everywhere.. -she took a breath-.. Do you have ANY idea how it made me feel to wake up.. after what we had done and have you just gone.. no word.. nothing.. -her lips thinned-.. Of all the people.. in my life.. You left me after I opened up to you.. You left me.. like everyone else did..

-he knew how she lived before they met.. she had told him everything.. it was him and Garafin that had made sure her parents were taken out of Arvandor for the way she and her sister were treated.. whored out for money.. where suitors would take what they wanted.. and then be gone.. by morning.. like he did to her.. -.. You chose to take my sisters word.. the one you knew didn't like you.. over coming to me personally.. Im sorry but I couldnt care a damn what happened to my brother.. or that he couldn't return.. I Needed you.. More than anyone.. I Loved you.. More than anyone.. I was so sick.. violently ill for weeks.. not knowing I was being poisoned to try and get rid of Jacob.. before she passed it off as Aces.. I was so foggy.. I couldn't even walk when I got to the surface.. and then while I was there.. do you know what I did?.. I sat in a bedroom.. alone.. You're right.. I had fuck all happiness to start off with.. I had next to nothing as a young adult.. until two guys came into my life.. Garrafin who i owe my life too.. and You.. and then you took it all away because you were saving someone elses life.. -her lids hung heavy .. her voice wavering.. its pitch was up and down.. she was upset.. it showed in the random tremble her body seemed to harbor.. -..

Im glad you got your happy ending with Sybelle.. im thankful..even though it hurt.. to see those around me finally smiling about something.. everyone was pleased to see her.. she had a purpose.. and a life to pick up on.. practically from where she left off.. she gave everyone children with a little assistance.. she cooked.. she cleaned.. -she waved her hand a little-.. she did everything a good little housewife would do.. never argued.. never questioned.. just did as she was told.. I'm not entirely sure what is wrong.. with you.. other than that you are unwell.. and its something you have chosen to not get fixed.. I have lived with what occurred.. every day.. since it happened.. a flicker.. every now and then.. but time is making it easier.. it wasn' the first time someone has over powered me.. and.. i have a feeling it wont be the last.. i appear to have quite a target on my back.. and any and all sundry feel taking my power is up for grabs.. -she swallowed-..

You're right..I didn't fight back, and my memories.. as shattered and broken as they are..still best yours it would seem..Don't you remember? I told you once.. up in those trees when you were upset.. that I would never.. ever hurt you.. -she exhaled-.. and i tend to stick to my word.. -her lower lip trembled as she shook her head-.. There's nothing I need.. nothing that you can do to help me..but know this.. You're not a coward Diovan.. -she brushed the back of her hand across her cheeks.. -..Either own the choices you have made up until now.. or change your future.. please dont make you choosing to die about me.. Do you know how heavy that weight is upon My shoulders.. You are choosing this ending.. choosing to pull away from your family and your friends.. from your home.. This is your choice.. its always been.. Your choice.. You are at war with yourself.. and you're causing collateral damage in the lives of everyone around you. -she slid down the garden wall to sit.. knees up as her forehead came to rest against them-..

I was so proud of you.. for what you did for Jacob and Rose.. that was.. incredible.. You saved your sons future.. I.. I dont know anymore.. Im tired.. -she glanced up to him with glistening eyes-.. when your brother first told me you were dying.. it hit me hard.. I wasn't prepared for it and it hurt.. I was angry.. I was So angry at you for not coming and telling me yourself.. So angry.. .. as time wore on a little I.. had organised to come and see you.. during the fesitival of the heart.. to get some closure.. to ..talk with the possibility of more...but.. sometimes things just dont work out the way you plan.. My heart hurts Diovan.. -she exhaled slowly-.. but.. Ive always knew that forever was a lie.. we started with a simple hello.. and it seems will be ending with a complicated goodbye.. Im sorry you are unwell.. I sincerely hope they are making you as comfortable as they can..-her forehead came down to rest there against her knees.. she just breathed slowly.. a faint hiccup sounding just every so often..composure was important.. and she was reeling that fucker in-

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This was nice.. he was incredibly well spoken.. intelligent and interesting ..did she expect any different?.. if she openly asked herself that.. she wouldn't really know what to answer.. but then again.. what did she know of him other than what she had witnessed herself.. or what she had been told.. they spoke about Sydel.. and how Miss Lilly whites upbringing had caused her a great deal of the issues they were all facing.. she nodded.. just listening as she rearranged the table with a delicate yet precise hand.. -.. mm.. she's strong.. because she had to be.. -she rubbed her lips lightly.. a thoughtful look crossing her features-.. I guess in some respects everyone under this roof has had more than their fair share of bumps along the road.. some more than others of course.. We all went through our own bits of hell.. -her garnet gaze lifted.. lingering upon his blue a moment-.. and the one thing we have in common.. is that we all kept going.. -she turned to look back to the table..-.. I sincerely hope all goes smoothly with all of it.. I can tell.. from the outside looking in... that you both need a break.. -it was just something she had noticed since they had arrived.. Sydel seemed on edge.. and even he.. well he seemed off.. saddened and out of step..

she was glad she had gone down to the get the supplies now.. they needed them more than ever.. he spoke on being the back bone of the family.. and she called him out on it.. that it couldn't just be him.. not all the time.. -.. Its okay to ask for help sometimes Nautilous.. -she offered him a smile.. a little nod of her head as she put the bag away.. -.. Even I do.. when I need it.. no point getting out of my depth.. it ends up hurting everyone.. -the cape comment had her chuckling.. the image alone was entertaining.. him standing there with some big fashionable cape billowing out behind him .. Chaka cropped up in the conversation then.. she would have confronted her sister if she had of known about it.. but.. she was none the wiser.. she literally had no idea.. her head inclined a touch.. hearing that Chaka had purchased him and thats why nothing could be done about it.. her brows drew inward-.. she might not have killed you.. but the sheer fact that you never came down to visit tells me it was close enough.. I could stand here and tell you we could have worked something out.. but.. it's gone.. it's done and she can't hurt you anymore.. and if you give it time.. it will become just a horrible but distant memory..

-the magical bag was soon thrown back into the magical plane. the table was sealed.. the shimmering umbrella falling into place when he brought up Valkryn and she visibly screwed up her face a little.. -.. Now thats a man that didn't measure up to anyone.. especially not you.. -catching sight of that grin she laughed and shook her head...exhaling a long almost exasperated breath .. Oh she did not care for that husband.. not in the slightest.. all was said and done.. everything was set up..she figured this.. event of sorts would occur later on in the evening.. possibly well into the morning hours.. the kiss was unexpected.. it stunned her and she fell into it as easily as spun sugar.. the two of them close..lips locked..fingers reaching.. touching.. exploring though there was no intense heat or lustful desire.. it wasn't about tearing clothes to shreds and devouring each others flesh.. it was decadent and slow.. gentle and intimate.. she felt the pillar pressing to her back.. not realising he had even taken those steps to guide her.. her body arched forward in response and she murmured.. his scent was strong but far from overwhelming.. the taste of his lips.. his tongue ..his breath was subtle ..enough that it made her desire a little more.. and then a little more than that..

finger tips slid down over his warm bare chest.. feeling the metal of the jewellery.. the softness of his skin.. the lines of muscle and the curves of his torso.. he was built strong and broad.. she'd admired him from a far.. he was an incredibly handsome young man.. but she wouldn't float or fawn like a school girl.. the responses to her touching was perfect.. the moans.. the soft growling against her lips made the corners of her own twitch.. made small little smiles appear...she appreciated the openness.. who didn't like hearing they were making someone else feel good?.. the sheer satisfaction from that was sublime.. she traced those fingers up the sides of his neck.. paying attention to his ears.. his hair.. his jawline.. there was nothing extremely sexual about it.. it was just the desire to touch..to explore.. to feel..his body was interesting to her.. the marks.. the scarring.. she was learning him with every inch that her fingers walked across.. and he in turn was catching onto just what made her tremble.. what made her skins temperature rise.. he'd barely touched her really.. and yet her body responded in turn.. she had no reason to hold back.. why would she hide?.. why would she be deceptive when it came to this.. afterall.. you want to be treated right.. they have to know how to map you.. he kept her dancing on that edge with him..

her breath softly caught every so often.. a little tremble.. a little shudder.. a murmur and a moan into his mouth.. he knew precisely where he was with her.. the kiss was akin to heavenly.. lips locked.. tongues diving deeply.. mixed with teasing little jaunts of teeth nipping.. of quick little kisses.. and tongue tips gliding just out of reach.. subtle small pops of affection.. of tenderness and ardour.. her robe slid down over her shoulders.. coming down to rest there against the curve of her elbows.. his warm scarred fingers touching her breast made her lips part a little wider.. made her take in another breath before he asked her what she wanted.. what she desired.. it was clear as day what her body wanted.. it spoke volumes with little coaxing from him.. but he wanted to hear it.. he wanted her to say it.. she pulled him up though.. telling him no.. the suckling of her tongue caused her smile to widen a mere moment after he released it.. she desired to know what he wanted.. her gaze watched his closely .. drinking in the shock there behind the brilliant blue and slightly milky gaze.. had he truly not been asked it?.. or was he perhaps simply lost for words..

silence fell between them as his hand drifted down.. their gaze remained fixed though.. she wouldn't look away.. even as she felt those lengths of satin just float down the remainder of her body.. revealing every supple inch she had.. scarring across her lower stomach.. otherwise.. pretty flawless.. her lids grew heavy though.. half closing when he began to stroke his fingers through her hair.. he admitted them that she was the first woman to ask him that and she paused.. -..really?.. -she began to question before he moved in their lips met once more..a warm act of seduction..a kiss that drew out.. her palms slid down the lengths of his arms.. down over the curve of his elbows..fingers soon found his where they intertwined.. curling inward to hold his hands.. she was honestly surprised no one had asked him what he wanted.. what he desired.. just because he had been taught every trick in the book didn't mean he didn't need affection.. Everyone did...his words against her lips made her sigh.. and in that moment she had an idea as to why he was so out of step.. he was craving a kindness.. a connection..anyone could fuck.. in every sense of the word.. but to let someone in.. That close.. fully, entirely.. to be utterly vulnerable.. no barriers.. no show boating.. that was something else.. she gave his hands a light squeeze.. before releasing them.. her fingers rose.. reaching to cradle his cheeks as her gaze lifted to meet his.. she pressed a kiss to his right cheek..and then his left.. their noses lightly touched.. -.. I'd be honoured.. -she whispered.. the decision to do this came quicker than she possibly would have expected.. there was a draw there.. a pull that she could not define.. but in that moment it was not time to question..

er fingers slowly traced down from his cheeks as she turned away from him then.. the room was still semi filled with Drow slaves.. so no.. this was not the kind of thing that required an audience.. her free hand reached for his once more.. clasping it.. she really didn't know this place very well, she had a bit of a wander earlier but.. not to any great extent.. but she did notice a few doors littered here and there.. her thumb lightly brushed against the inside of his scarred palm as she made her way across and opened the first door she came to..her gaze made short work of the darkness inside.. -.. mm.. perfect.. -she uttered quietly.. waiting until he had come in behind her before the lighting would come up.. just a little.. it wasn't a fancy over done bedroom.. it was more somewhere that you would go to relax.. perhaps after a swim in the pools.. it had a large low bed.. wood panel floors..and the biggest window that gave a beautiful view out into the gardens... she guided him over to that window.. so he could if he chose..to watch that sunset that so many people seemed to rave about.. she came in behind him though.. the flickering light coming in through the windows would be lost to her with his broad shoulders to stand behind.. -.. tell me.. what you see.. --she would reach up to unclasp that chest jewellery.. removing its weight from his person as it was placed aside.- describe it for me.. please.. -her arms would then slowly slid around him from behind.. soft warm palms pressed to his stomach.. fingers would idly touch.. would circle around his navel whilst her lips would leave a trail of kisses from his shoulder to the back of his neck...

she would wait.. listen to his responses.. his description before moving to his side.. one hand rising to cup against the back of his neck.. the other guiding his gaze to look to her.. the eye contact was pivotal.. was needed.. so much was said in those colourful pools from both sides without even a word being uttered.. she leant in.. closing the gap as she claimed those lips of his once more.. fingers would fan out against his hairline.. caressing.. lightly teasing the flesh..before she would guide him back..he'd feel the softness of the quilt covers pressing against the backs of his knees..-.. sit for me.. -she'd whisper against his lips.. waiting until he had settled down upon the bedding.. she would move to stand between his parted thighs.. her fingers found his face once more.. cradling his cheeks as she looked to him.. thumbs brushed across his chin.. beneath the fullness of his lower lip.. -.. you're so tense.. -she whispered.. reaching up to run her fingers back through his hair.. before she twisted a little.. reaching for that side table.. of course it wouldn't have what she needed but a tickle of energy would summon one of the vials that was up until then out on the table.. it was crystal blue.. had a desert look to it.. Arabian almost.. finely blown glass.. she popped the top of it.. the scent of Neroli floated.. it was subtle though.. mixed with a coconut base.. trickling a few small drops into her hand as she placed it down.. rubbing them together.. she stepped in a little closer.. one hand found the back of his head as she guided it to rest it against the soft of her stomach.. before she would massage along the curves of his shoulders.. the back of his neck.. his position would enable him to pick up on her heart beat.. the scented oil would be calming to the senses.. the two together.. could male a savage beast melt-

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The conversation he had held with her in the corridor was really quite thought provoking.. she seemed all balled up.. like a tight little bundle of stress just waiting to burst.. and he did not want her going in that direction.. she needed to lean on them all more.. he wanted to help.. or try to in any rate.. she headed off into the gardens to relax.. to get her mind on something else other than the rabbid voices that seemed to be causing her so much distress..he headed back down to the table.. where guests were slowly wandering off.. Gia and Sydel.. well.. that was a given.. the two of them were practically in each others pockets it was only a matter of time before they had split off to do all manner of things that a lot of men would pay very good money to watch.. Nautilous and Thaylan were next..off into some webway worm hole..

he heard something about part preparations before they were both gone.. Jacob sat there a little longer before he suddenly without warning just moved to stand and headed back up stairs.. such odd behaviour.. but.. he wasn't about to push or to even question.. he had been back barely a full day.. there had to be a lot weighing on his mind.. he lifted his boots.. letting them rest upon the tables edge as he nursed a glass of whisky and his guitar.. strumming a few idle notes.. nothing too involved.. the late afternoon turned slowly into evening.. he caught a glimpse of Sydel stepping out into the garden .. a bit lighter in her step after...well.. whatever had happened behind closed doors.. around thirty minutes after that Diovan appeared.. well he wasn't expecting that at all.. he lifted his hand to offer a wave.. seemed like all and sundry were dealing with something.. though.. at the very least there had been no great blow up yet.. the house was still quiet..

he moved to stand.. having had enough of people watching.. at least for now.. though he could just about pin point everyone thanks to those observations.. a cigarette slid between his lips.. he went for a wander.. a slow walk.. guitar strung about his back.. whiskey bottle in his hand.. a thin line of cigarette smoke following soon behind.. he moved past all the big windows on the lower sections of the house.. past that huge manicured maze.. the oddly frozen fish pond which made him slow to a stop.. tapping it with the toe of his boot...he was curious as to where she had gotten to.. though the gardens were really quite vast.. it was possible that if he continued to walk he might find her by morning.. in a few days.. if she stayed still-

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It had been a long time since he actually socialized. Sydel was not the most talkative creature, most of the time she had mocked him, said he must love the sound of his own voice he talked so much... Needless to say that he had started to taper off more and more over the years till his words were few and far between... If he wasn't working, that is. But this was new... Comfortable... It felt probably a little too nice to actually have a full on conversation that was simply for the enjoyment of it. This had all the warning flags of a probably addiction but like any drug user, you ignore all the signs, if only because it felt too damn good to heed them. "My fear with her is that she clings to that part of her like a lifeline... We've all grown up and grown past our own issues, the things that hurt us, we learned to love in spite of them... But Sydel..." It could be seen as almost awe inspiring if it weren't for the fact that very same death grip was what put such a strain on him. Oh herself too, though he sincerely doubted she was aware of that, for as long as he had known her she rarely admitted to any flaws... Little Miss Perfect Poppins... A part of him loved her for it... A bigger part of him was starting to be genuinely afraid that she had gotten into the habit of holding onto that mean streak that she might not even be able to let go of it anymore. Course, the worst part of all was that he felt incredibly guilty about it all too... She'd really gotten better over the years, their marriage had been the turning point for her, she started to let him him... But he was shook hard with how much she'd been hiding from him... It felt like a lack of trust and a lack of faith, and given that they both enjoyed sex with other partners? What did a marriage run on if not fidelity, loyalty, or trust? "We're trying just... Change is very hard for her and I think the lot of this is some... Extreme growing pains being complicated by some... Unfortunate events." For all he had these thoughts? He'd never speak ill of Sydel, she'd cut him and bled him, abused him and kept him at arms length while constantly calling him in with her other hand... He loved her.

She wasn't wrong about the supplies though, they were most definitely needed, though likely in a way that hadn't been originally intended. Things will, at time, come to a head when most needed and things were certainly coming to a very painful head. Her comment, no, compliment... Was kind and warm, it made him feel good in a way he hadn't really known for a while, to be seen for... Not even for just... Being seen... "A very solid point, I'll have to ask you to teach me how sometime, asking for help isn't something I've ever had in my vocabulary." Normally everyone came to him and he helped them solve what ever the problem was. This was the first and only time that the shoe was ever on the other foot though he had no idea how to ask for help, let alone for what, that entire area was such a tangled mess he hadn't been able to get to the bottom of it. Capes entered and it was a good laugh, and he had meant what he said, it was likely the one item of clothing that no man could ever make look good... But... He'd also be lying if he didn't say he actually owned an outfit that came with a cloak and yes... He did own that and make it as good as it could probably be... A secret guilty pleasure maybe? If only just to say that he did, in fact, own one? When Chaka came up though he reassured her there wasn't much she could have done though the effort was kind, the fact was that his services were still bought and paid for, and during that time Chaka owned him body and mind. What ever cruelty she metered out she got to enjoy because at the cost it took to hire him? There were no rules, outside of don't kill the toy and don't ruin his face, that was the sum of it. "Mmm, true but she definitely came close once or twice, she had a flare for sadism that even I don't touch." He could be cruel but he never went to the depths that Chaka did, her level of torture, of torment... That scarred the soul.

Valkryn her favorite ex came into the conversation and they both enjoyed the laugh at that part, neither of them had found him particularly enjoyable, let alone worth the leather of his boots but the man...Oh he had surely thought a good deal about himself! "Well I don't know, I'm sure there's some tiefling or perhaps a hobbit he can come close to? Or perhaps a very short breed of licorice tree..." It was very enjoyable all the same though, the teasing was quite fun, and they both had a shared history with similar people in it... Enough to have common ground but not be boring. The kiss that came up though... He knew he shouldn't but he had so many questions he needed an answer to... Were all Drow like Chaka? Were Matrons as hard and cutting as she had been? Did they always taste of drugs and bitter alum? Chaka had poised herself as a sensual siren, a seductress, but once the doors closed she was more like a mummified spider... Terrifying...

Gia couldn't have been more different than the sun to the moon. She tasted decadent and clean, citrus mixed with the licorice scent was something he found he enjoyed more than a bit, her lips were soft pillows of marshmallow eclair sweetness... More than all of this though she was warm... While he fucked when Sydel had wound him up as Syn, he had never kissed any of them, not even touched them... But Gia? Gia he touched... He smelled...He kissed and he explored... His touch was reverent and soft along skin that he found surprisingly soft, her hair spun ruby silk as he touched along her scalp, pressing those points he knew would delight and arouse her. He let her lead with her body, knowing the language of flesh so well he could understand it in a broken whisper, and she? She was no Sydel... She was not quiet or locked up where the only way she made a sound was through pain... No Gia was open and unashamed of how he made her feel and it had been so long since he'd enjoyed that genuine honesty that his cock was starting to get hard much faster than he would have expected... After all this time? There was no more glamor, no perfect face and skin that made girls swoon and women's knees grow weak... It was her own openness that encouraged his own, those deeper moans and warm growls of pleasure as her fingers touched and explored, traced his scars and the lines of his well built muscles... Touching his hair that made him sigh and deepen that kiss a little more, his hand drifting down to touch through shadow alone the shell of her breast, to tease and titillate... She was aroused and he could smell it on the air, the heat of her body, the beating of her heart... When was the last time?... Could he even recall it had been so long?

Her nipple hardened under his eventual touch and he knew she was ready, he simply wanted her to tell him what she wanted from him, what her mind craved while her body spoke to him in silent sign language. When she had told him no at first he thought it a simple tease, his own lips turning up in a grin as he caught that tongue and suckled, it but what came after? Shocked him... Stunned him into silence for several moments before he spoke, his hands far from idle as he slowly began to slip the robe from her frame, to let her body touch with his, skin to kin... Stomach to stomach... She was beautiful, luscious and in her prime ber body was soft and sweet, he knew she'd taste incredible if he dared allow himself a sample... What he gave her was something more precious though, his raw truth, the honesty of it... "People are not in the habit of asking a whore what she wants, they're no different to us men, we're simply there to provide a service for them... Not the other way around..." And Sydel?... If she had ever cared to wonder she had never spoken of it... She'd never showed any curiosity in it, not even a glimmer of it so he had never thought it was possible, that perhaps women just weren't like that? Not to be cruel but as the saying goes, if it quacks like a duck and walks like a duck, it's a fucking duck.

Right on point though, her thoughts were true, he needed affection... Sybelle he had stopped going to for some time when he noticed how much it bothered Sydel, and Sybelle, well she had her husband Diovan and the two were perfectly content together. He wasn't the kind to seek affection either, he just buckled down, he'd definitely not ask for it and risk Sydel telling him to stop being such a weakling. But tonight? Right here? Right now? He was raw and sore, he was hurting from being lied to for such a damned long time, and deep down... He needed it... He needed to know what it felt like to be made love to. He'd been the one giving before, more than once too, but never... Never had he felt it back. It was fucked up, it was scary, and it was sad. Gia seemed a safe haven though, she was a friend and Sydel's lover, and she was head over ass in love with Thaylan... He knew he'd never break those bonds, the two were bound by many many layers of the red string of fate... He couldn't hurt her and he didn't think she could hurt him... At worse? She'd educate him and then he might live on with the realization of everything he hadn't had but... It's still better to know than never to have had. "Dos phuul mzilt mzild taga usstan rytho'le. Bel'la dos..." He breathed against her as their fingers linked and squeezed before she'd touch his cheek, that soft touch followed by a softer kiss, the gentle eskimo sign of affection that wrecked him...

The baths were definitely not the place to make love though, it was full of slaves preparing and warming up, not the scene for intimacy whatsoever. He followed her though, let her lead the way as he wondered where she might set the scene, a touch surprised at her choice... Simple... Clean... Soft and serviceable. It was darker in there but not so much as he was blind, though albeit more than he figured, the day was progressing at quite the pace and it would be full night in no time at all. The question she posed him was a curious one though... "The sun's nearly fully set... The wash of black across the sky is like ink on blue paper with spilled white wine that bleeds across it... There's the start of the dog star, the companion to polaris but there is no moon tonight, it's hiding with her lover behind the cloak of darkness... The sun is nearly gone, the last shades of copper and flame are an ombre trail that is ever shrinking behind the lines of the trees, bleeding out slowly but fighting with all the valiant hues of a brave heart..." He said softly as she began to undress him, to take off the heavy chained neck piece as she let her hands wande, his abs tightening under her touch but... Not unpleasantly... A dance of recognition... Pleasure... The kisses made him sigh as he leaned his head back a bit, relishing the feel of gentle compassion, the simple act of tenderness... "The garden is old but it doesn't belong here... Her trees and flowers were taken from lands far across the seas, giving it a fairy like quality in a place that would be far too mundane without it, the plants thrive all the same with the sort of hardy resilience you see in those you admire..."

Looking down to her wasn't hard, she was taller than Sydel and more matched to his height, their eyes speaking volumes of words without a whisper. Lips caught and danced once more, his breath a sigh against her lips as his tongue darted out to caress along hers, his hands coming down to cradle the dip of her back and the full sweet round of her cheek. He couldn't remember the last time kissing someone felt so good... So real... He was fully invested in it before she gently asked him to take a seat, moving to sit on the bed for her before she'd stand between his legs, her hands on his skin were so... Was this was loving felt like? When your partner could express it? "I've never felt this before..." He confessed when she spoke on his tenseness, a part of it was fear because he wasn't sure if he'd actually be able to go without this once he had it, and the other... The other was him holding back... Holding things in... "I didn't know it could be sweet..." And he didn't... He'd BEEN sweet for others but... No one had done this for him.

It was when the Neroli came into play that it hit him at once, just this wave of it all somehow flooding well over his sea walls, washing him under... "I haven't smelled Neroli since I was home..." Home... The Egypt of his youth when he was still a child, when the world was a lot more simple and he had the fond ease of innocence, long before the world chewed him with her teeth... The sigh he released quavered a bit as she pulled his head to her stomach and began to massage his shoulders, his neck and into his hairline, the deep guttural groans as his muscles responded to her touch was a very clear sign he was enjoying it all... He'd turned his head to the side so he could hear her heart, his arms coming up to drape about her thighs, to hold her close... "Your so warm and sweet..." He breathed against her skin as he relished the feel of her against him, those smooth motions along his back, the way she found those knots and sources of tension that made him sigh and melt under her knowing touch... "I didn't know... Everyone always takes... I didn't know people could give... Selflessly... Like this..." It was worse than he feared... This was a drug... This was a bad, bad, bad drug... Dressed up in a supple ebony form with more kindness than he thought a person could have... She loved Thaylan but here she was, taking time away from it to teach him how to make love, what it felt like to be loved... It was an act of such tenderness that it hurt... It hurt in the way that he felt his throat begin to tighten and a lump began to form, swallowing once... Twice... Trying to dislodge it but it just kept growing... Burning... Forcing things to the forefront until the first tear fell against her foot... Another not long after before he would tighten his arms around her and bring her in just a bit more and there he broke... His shoulders shook as he cried silently against her... "Why... Why won't she love me... Shes always keeping me at arms length, cutting me if I try to get closer, tearing me apart until I give her back that distance... I love her... So fucking much... But she... She acts like I'm just... Convenient... Running off after every new guy who takes her fancy..." Oh fuck... There it was... The seal was broken and so much shit was coming to the front that it burned like he was spewing acid not words... "She's left me... So many times... Fucked other men... Happily got pregnant with them... But then makes me wait... Beg her on hand and foot to have a child with me... What... What is wrong with me... Why can't she love me like she so freely loved them..." Oh Gods... If anyone outside of this room ever knew just how poorly Sydel had actually treated him versus the facade he put on to keep the family happy and feeling whole...

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The two of them fell into one another.. it was unexpected and yet seemed to flow fluidly just like water.. they were perfectly in sync..he had stepped in to kiss her.. she had taken his advance and returned it.. responded to it in turn.. with perhaps a bit more softness and care than he was anticipating.. they both touched.. caressed and explored.. bodies drew in closer.. warmth felt.. breath stolen.. but this union was not fuelled by lust and animalistic instinct.. it was a desire for something so much higher than that.. the pleasurable sounds he made caused her to sigh.. he was openly responsive in some ways and yet.. still seemingly perhaps a little reserved in others.. just little things she noticed.. his touches though well trained were still.. cautious in nature.. was he expecting her to lash out maybe?.. to push him away?.. was he keeping his guards in control on the off chance she decided she wanted none of it.. for this to work.. for this to wander down that sweet saccharine path he needed to be utterly and completely vulnerable.. but was that possible?.. she told him..she wanted him to tell her what he wanted.. what did he desire.. he had to have wants.. he had to have needs.. everyone did..

his shock though caused her pause.. even more so when he admitted that no one had asked him that before.. her gaze that rich garnet searched out and searched his own.. her robe slowly slipped down behind her.. puddling at her ankles.. leaving her bare.. her back pressed to the pillar.. his warm body against her.. skin to skin.. her fingers had reached for his cheeks.. to cradle and hold when he admitted that people never asked what a whore wanted.. and how they were no different to men.. his job was to simply provide a service.. not the other way around.. she tutted her tongue-.. mmhmm.. that might be the case in some respects.. the oldest profession is still quite popular to this day and i have no doubt will continue to be so for many many years to come.. -she paused.. sliding her fingers back along his jawline.. reaching around behind his head as she pulled him down to her just a little.. foreheads touching-.. I dont own you.. I havent paid for your services.. You arent here to work.. I want to know Nautilous.. what you desire.. what you want.. -she whispered-.. what You need.. -lips met once more.. a kiss that seemed to just go on.. and on.. endless in its intoxicating beauty.. but it was far from dull or..tiresome.. if she were honest it was really nice.. she was enjoying it.. immensely..

he told her then what he wanted.. someone to make love to him.. something real and honest ..he was craving affection.. attention.. he needed to be cared for.. and shown that it wasn't always what he could provide that mattered.. she told him she'd be honoured.. it was a decision made quickly as her fingers slid down to clasp his hands.. giving light squeezes as those same fingers interlaced.. small subtle pops of affection performed..lips to his cheeks.. noses brushing.. his short show of Drow language though made her smile..she leant up onto her toes then.. leaning in to whisper into his right ear - zhaun vel'uss dos phuul, zhaun vel'bol dos ssinssrin, zhaun vel'bol dos rytho'le nautilous lueth neitar, rin'ov settle whol jalbol n'nehr (Know who you are.. Know what you want.. Know what you deserve Nautilous and never ever settle for anything less)..her gaze lingered upon his a moment longer.. before she would make the decision.. that yeah the pools was not the place to be playing this out.. there were far to many eyes on them and she needed somewhere nice and quiet.. somewhere dimly lit.. no distractions.. just the two of them.. afterall thats how you really experience your partner.. just a moment in time shared..

she guided him across the floor..making her way through one of the doors there into a small sunroom.. it was quaint.. there was nothing really fancy about it.. no grand amounts of cushions and ornate furniture.. it was a place to rest.. to relax.. to unwind.. it was perfect.. she guided him to the huge wall of windows.. standing in behind him so the sunlight that was filtering through wouldn't affect her eyes.. she wanted him to think about something else.. to let his creative side come out to play.. asking him to describe the sunset whilst she removed his jewellery.. she wore a smile at his choice in words.. -.. It sounds beautiful.. -she sighed a little blissfully at the thought.. it really did.. from the way he described it.. well it sounded utterly captivating.. she placed his neck piece aside.. making sure to touch him every so often.. just wandering.. just a little further exploration..feeling his muscles tighten beneath finger tips.. warm wet kisses trailed across his shoulders.. he told her of the gardens and how unique they were.. -.. Sounds a bit like me.. -her smile broadened a little as she laughed-.. old.. doesn't really belong here.. -she shot him a wink ..coming up beside him then as she guided him to look down to her..

he was a little taller than she.. but not by a great deal.. eyes met once more.. even in the low lighting she could see the glistening blue staring back to her.. the dull of the white where he had been blinded.. before she closed the gap and kissed him once more.. a breathy sigh sounding when he held her.. when his hand settled against the dip of her back.. Oh it was almost hypnotic.. those kisses were beautiful.. and risky.. she guided him back slowly.. very..very slowly toward the bed as she whispered for him to sit.. settling her frame between his then parted thighs as she continued to just..touch him.. they were light innocent caresses.. across his shoulders.. up the sides of his neck.. -.. mm.. never?.. -she'd question.. her head tilting to the side a little.. reaching to cradle his cheeks once more.. before those fingers would glide back through his hair.. he earnt a smile when he admitted he didn't know it could be sweet-.. It certainly can be.. it can be anything you want it to be.. anything that feels good.. anything that feels right..

-she mentioned that he seemed tense.. and he really did.. his body though slowly softening was still rigid.. she felt his muscles beneath her touch.. they were knotted up and in some placed clenched.. she twisted .. reaching for the bottle that she had pulled.. Neroli oil..his comment had her brow rising a little.. curious as she tipped a little on her hands.. rubbing them together-.. Oh?.. -she placed the bottle back down-.. it's one of my favourites.. I was gifted it .. a very long time ago.. It comes from a place that Ill never go.. a place Ill never see.. but.. Ive read about it.. Ive heard enough to know it sounds pretty magical.. -the sheer fact the sun there was almost impossible to avoid meant she would never go to places like Egypt.. so she stuck with stories and this oil.. she guided his head softly to rest against her stomach as she began to rub the oil into his shoulders.. the back of his neck..she could feel all those knots.. the way his muscles were tensing and slowly as she worked them relaxing.. the groans and that sigh told her all she needed to know.. Ahh the beauty of sound.. sometimes noises were all you needed .. she knew he was enjoying it.. and in turn.. she was enjoying this.. so much.. -.

. You're so strong and tense.. but we are getting there.. small steps..-she had no where to be right now.. so she was in no rush.. and to do this properly well.. you didn't experience this kind of intimate encounter in five minutes.. she tilted her head down.. watching as he turned it to rest against her stomach.. he was slowly calming.. melting beneath the massage.. his comments that everyone took though made her exhale softly-.. Nautilous.. You can only give out what you receive.. -she rubbed along his shoulders a bit more.. down the backs of his arms and back up again-.. we all have these imaginary cups.. we carry them around with us.. -she slid her fingers up the back of his neck.. dragging a little harder as she felt the tension bubbling.. rising- if we always give.. we end up with nothing.. and when those cups are empty.. we tend to falter.. to fail.. we break.. -she applied similar pressure to his scalp as he had done to her earlier.. those obvious pressure points.. - but when we receive comfort.. care and love.. something as simple as a compliment.. a helping hand.. to know that we are needed.. we are desired.. we are wanted.. well.. our cup fills a little more.. and then a little more.. and then..-her hands slid back down to his shoulders-.. we have more to give.. its a cycle ..

-her right hand shifted forward.. finger tips settled just beneath his chin.. tilting his gaze to look up to her.. -.. You cant pour from an empty cup Nautilous.. -her gaze was soft as it lingered upon his a moment longer.. she hoped he understood.. guiding his head back to rest there as she moved back to rubbing his skin.. his shoulders.. his neck.. silence fell between them and there was nothing wrong with that.. she was more than happy to settle there.. it was amicable ..just the sounds of soft breaths.. the breeze rustling the trees outside the windows.. before she heard his breath catch.. it sliced through the silence like a knife.. the first tear made her lids tumble closed.. and thats when he broke.. right there in her arms.. her heart just about shattered when she heard him.. felt his shaking.. she stopped rubbing and just held him tighter.. one hand to his upper back.. the other softly brushing back through his hair.. it all came out.. his fears.. his anger.. his frustration.. so many questions.. he was crying out for attention.. for love.. for affection and all he was getting in return was hate and defiance.. disrespect and deceit..

she shook her head when he asked what was wrong with him.. she took a breath.she knew there was something there.. beneath the surface.. she could sense it.. she could feel it.. and it was just blowing up all around her like fireworks.. Sydel was ruining him.. slowly picking away at him.. and he had hit rock bottom.. -.. There is nothing wrong with you.. -she whispered.. not moving him.. just holding him securely.. he had her quite tightly.. he was vulnerable and open.. -.. Dont you dare let someone who has done you wrong make you think there is so much wrong with you.. Dont ever devalue yourself becuase they didn't value you..You have to know your worth.. even if they dont.. I asked you Nautilous.. before.. what you wanted.. maybe this is something you really need to think about mm?.. what you want in your life.. -she tilted her head down.. her own eyes.. that vibrant garnet colouring was glistening as she felt the anger.. the sadness.. the frustration.. she guided him to look up to her.. though he didn't have to.. she wouldn't force it.. -.. You need to ask for help.. I implore you.. This.. this right here.. Would you allow it to bubble on in the background if it were one of your children?. if it were your son.. or your daughter.. if they were being treated this way?.. -she tilted her head..Would he allow Jacob to be abused so harshly in the name of love? or Aysil?-.. Call me out if Im wrong here..

-she nodded-.. but Im going to wager you have helped just about everyone under this roof with their relationships.. in some form or another.. You even sent Thaylan to me.. remember?.. -if he had looked to her she would lightly wipe away those tear stained cheeks..and really he couldn't deny it.. How much had he helped everyone to either find their respective mates or keep them.. he'd practically played fucking cupid for almost everyone-.. Let people help you.. Let people in..But dont accept bad behaviour.. -she shook her head.. she was utterly disgraced by Sydels antics.. she had No idea it was this bad..-.. Some people have to pretend you are the bad person so they dont feel guilty about the shitty things they did to you.. Goddess forbid they be accountable for their bullshit..You deserve better.. But only if you want it.. thats the key.. Sometimes the only reason you wont let go of whats making you sad.. is because it was the only thing at that time.. that made you happy.. -she leant down to press her lips to his forehead.. before she straightened out once more.. stroking her fingers through his hair.. -.. think about what you want.. -her heart ached for him.. for as long as she had known of his existence he had always been such a strong man.. nothing ever seemed to get him down.. brick wall.. strong as an ox.. but no.. underneath it all.. he was just slowly being eaten away by Sydel.. like she was an acid.. wearing him down with every cruel jab.. everytime the woman cheated him and gaslighted him.. making him feel like he was inadequate.. when he clearly was not..

the sun had almost completely set.. the room had steadily become darker and darker.. she fanned a few fingers out.. a couple of oil lanterns appeared.. one beside the bed where they were currently and another over the other side.. it wasn't enough to fill the room with light.. but it was enough to chase away a few shadows.. the flickering flames left some beautiful patterns across their bare skin.. she would allow him to settle.. to calm his twitching nerves.. she'd never seen him cry.. she doubted many had.. to a lot if probably showed weakness.. but to her it proved a strength.. one that not many could ever match.. -.. You deserve a lot Nautilous.. -her hands rose to cradle his cheeks..-.. Love them.. Adore them.. Make them feel like the most special person in the whole world.. -she tapped the end of his nose-.. But never.. ever forget.. You deserve the exact same thing.. -he had hit such an emotional wave.. it was hard and it crashed down so fast.. it left her wondering if he wanted this to continue..

her gaze searched out his..she wouldn't blame him if the answer was no.. the mind could only take so much when it was already at breaking point..she glanced around behind him. reaching for a small square cushion as she dropped it down to the floor.. sliding down to sit.. to kneel there between his parted thighs.. she leant in.. he would have felt the softness of her skin.. her breasts brushing against his stomach.. her lips left an imprint above his heart-.. You're a good person.. -she spoke at little more than a whisper.. her hands slid down his chest to rest at the waistband of his skirt.. she nuzzled in close.. finding that spot where the curves of his neck met his shoulder.. the Neroli danced perfectly with the scent of sandalwood..it made her sigh- Do you want to go?..-she whispered.. questioning.. if he fought it.. if he said yes.. she would draw back.. she was no bodies keeper.. but..she hoped as selfish as it might have been.. that he'd say no-

[BadInfluence]

For all the time he had been alive he'd been taught how to give. He'd never known what it was like to have someone give to him, his mother abandoned him as an incredibly young child on the streets of Cairo, he grew up on the streets by stealing and lying... Then he went to the whore house where his deft hands and tongue were taught other ways to gain sustenance, turning his body into a tool to gather what he needed to survive, to provide for himself luxuries to stun a Sultan... But never, in any of those years had anyone, anywhere... Ever... Thought to teach him how to ask for love... How to ask for anything. If he wanted something? Life had taught him to earn it, and if he couldn't earn it, to steal it. One thing he had learned early on is that you can't buy love, no more than you can steal it, so without knowing how to ask? He just... Went without... Kept giving and giving, hoping that one day he would be able to receive it back, that Sydel... That she'd finally see all he did for her, all he had done, all he would always do and just... Finally... Love him.

Shock was not a common emotion for him, things rarely if ever managed to take him unaware, especially people but she... Had come like a black arrow out of the dark and hit him squarely, knocking the wind from him and leaving him stunned, unable to speak for some moments before he'd finally talk. The fact was no one pays a whore to give them something. You pay to take. People take from whores, take up their time and their life in exchange for money, something that had been going on since Man first learned how to barter. "If there is a need a whore will be bought to fill it... It's just how it works." But when she reached down to gently touch along his jaw, to tell him those facts, things that were indeed incredibly true. She hadn't bought him, hadn't exchanged anything for his services, in fact they were here as ideal equals... A man and a woman which... If he genuinely thought about it... He... Hadn't ever done it before. Even with Sydel he made love to her as her husband and her protector, not just as a man, never as an equal... Sydel had never treated him like he was either of those... But then again not often as a husband or protector either... More... Fuck it hurt but... More like her nanny... Cleaning up after her, getting her out of trouble, keeping her life smooth... That's all it had felt like for a really long time. Thinking back he couldn't even really say he had ever been anything else to her... Just... A convenience... A... A sugar daddy... "I haven't slept with a woman like this before... Never as an equal..." He confessed and it stung in a way he hadn't expected... How many women had he made love to, how many women had he fucked, and NEVER had it been on the same footing. Was it a wonder this entire thing with her was full of surprises? With the simple touches and warm words she was drawing truths out of him he had thought he buried forever.

"I want this... I want you... This feeling of love you're giving me..." It was the truth... He wanted to be made love to, he wanted to know what it was like to feel that, to be given it freely and without guile... He hadn't known she could do it, he hadn't expected it, if anything he had felt that she might tell him it was something she couldn't do. He wouldn't have blamed her thought, what was there to be said, it wasn't like he'd ever felt it before. It might be impossible for anyone to make love to him... Instead though she was giving it to him in ways he had never known, never expected, such saccharine gifts of sweet affection that he felt so many parts of him that were broken come floating up... Shattered pieces he hadn't even dared to look at before... Their hands linked and he squeezed hers affectionately in return as they kissed, broken only by tender signs of affection, only to return over and over again... A kiss that didn't have a beginning or an end, like a lullaby that soothes and enchants, it was that perfect melody that looped continuously... "Ol's dubo zhaun vel'bol dos phuul ssran vel'drav dos shlu'ta skrel natha price tz'orm pholor dosst siltrin..." (It's hard to know what you are worth when you can put a price sign on your flesh) "Ka usstan aske'th dos, gumash dos zao uns'aa? gumash dos jous uns'aa vel'bol ussta ssran zhah?" (If I asked you, could you teach me? Could you show me what my worth is?) It was a gamble but he wondered if it were even possible... She'd already shown him more in their few moments time than he had ever seen from Sydel in over a decade... If she could do that... What else could she teach him?

It was a dangerous gamble and he had bet high but he already knew he was going to lose this hand. It was a risk, what he had asked for but he had also expected it to fall out, to be a safe venture but one that... Wouldn't go too far... Just answer some questions, prove some things about drow women that he suspected were wrong, and to perhaps firm their friendship up a bit more... Never once had he expected her lips to be like satin pillows dipped in honey or her body to be as warm and soft as a flower petal in the sun... She was dangerous, she was drugs, poison, alcohol... She was temptation... Pandora's box... She made him hard enough to ache but in a way that was less pain and simply heavy anticipation. It just took one taste... A little sample... And he was hooked... He thought he was strong enough to resist, he had never succumbed to anyone before, not even Sydel... But Gia... Had him by the very tethers of his soul through little more than that soft brush of an eskimo kiss and words kinder than any he had ever heard...

The request was filled as he did his best to describe to her what the sunset looked like, using descriptions she would understand, things she had seen with her own eyes... It was a good distraction and served the purpose she had in mind but it also did something for him too... Let him feel useful... "It is... But there is something more beautiful than even that in this room with me... Her skin is the color of ebony and her eyes are brighter than garnets in the blazing sun, her nails are lacquered red and her hair falls in crimson curls from a proud and noble head... Her lips are rubies and her teeth are the color of flawless pearls, her smile is brighter than a diamond and her hands are warmer than the summer sun..." He said as he looked to her, reaching out for her as she settled before him, his touch loving against her cheek... Warm and gentle, reverent even as he caressed her soft licorice scented skin, such a sweet poison... "You don't belong here no... You don't belong to the world... Your not old, no more than the stars are old, or the sea is old... Your ephemerial and as beautiful as the moon in all her phases..." Tenderness... She was tender and sweet to him, warm and yes, showing him love... Affection... When he felt it he wanted to return it, he wanted her to see how he felt, the way he saw her right here and now... The way he would always see her now that he knew her...

The massage was beautiful and he relished it, his muscles jumped and moved under her skillful hands as she sought out the many knots of tension held under his skin, some so tightly wound they were like the twisted knots of tree trunks. His world, the constant weight of it and the things he took onto himself for the betterment, the happiness of his family... It took it's tole on him and it showed in how much he carried under the sun bronzed skin. Thier kisses were addictive, now that he had tasted the drug on her tongue he wasn't about to go cold turkey, he partook often of those succulent lips as their kisses danced and swayed... It was like a meteor shower, it just took his breath away, it was sweet like poetry and hot like spiced chocolate... It wasn't push or pull, no top or bottom, simply two people enjoying what the other offered... And he had never known in his life it could have ever been this way. She guided him back and he took the seat as she began to work on those muscles in a deeper way, his head turned so his ear was against her stomach, listening to the sound of her heart and feeling the soft warmth of a woman's body. "Never..." He said on a heavy sigh as she touched him in a way that made him feel like so many tightly wound chains were dropping one by one... "This... This feels better than good... Better than right... It like a dream..." One he wasn't in any rush to wake up from.

Neroli... He hadn't smelled it since he was young, the comment and confession falling from his lips, hearing it was her favorite made his lips turn. "Something we have in common..." Hearing her words on how it was a place she'd never go and he could understand why, many places in the world were harsh, but the blazing sun of Egypt would put a Drow in such agony that they'd gladly die rather than endure a moment longer. "It comes from Jerusalem... It's the same place where Myrrh and Patchouli are harvested... It's hot and dry there with little rain, the trees are hard and gnarled up with small, dark green leaves against the sun... But in some places there is water, pockets of it called Oasis, and it's in those places you find the bitter orange tree, the fruits are soft but tart... The leaves can be made into a tea... Though it's the small white blossoms most desired... Sweet and spicy, they can be used in everything from tea to stew, but it is adored in oil and used for healing..." He said as she rubbed this precious oil of hers into his skin. "I will give you some of mine... It's distilled in sesame seed oil... The scent is sweeter that way..." He breathed against her stomach as he began to relax against her, those soul deep sighs and throaty moans, the way he leaned into her harder at times because she hit a particular spot that felt far too good... He didn't want it to end and he knew... Damn his soul... This wasn't something he would be content with experiencing only once... But Gia... Did she enjoy this enough herself to repeat it? To be willing to give this to him once more? To... Perhaps... Let him reciprocate?...

"It doesn't matter how small the step... So long as it is in the right direction..." Sometimes all he could manage were small steps but still he made them, no matter how it hurt, no matter how tired he was... The fact was that no one had given... Not even Sybelle though she was sweet in her own way, even she took, but no one... No one ever thought to see his cup was not a well over a spring, at some point things were going to run out and as they stood, his cup was near dry... He knew he was getting to the end of his strength, his ability to give as selflessly as he did, to keep his family going... It was getting harder and harder to keep up the facade, to keep smiling and taking care of everyone, to help them sort out their own troubles... The issue though too was that he didn't even know how to ask... Had never even dared... Not until she asked him and he... He took that gamble and he answered... And what he got in return? Was so much more than even he could have imagined. "I feel a bit of that when I see how happy my son is... Seeing Jacob in love, the way he has blossomed and grown, knowing he sees me as his father despite the fact that biologically I'm not... It's the one thing that keeps me going..." Jacob was his light in so many ways, the son he never had, that precious boy who had become a man and made him so proud... Aysil wanted little and less to do with him and while he had been daddy's little girl she had so long outgrown that he felt useless to her, useless and more burdensome than anything else... Much like how Sydel sometimes left him feeling... Much as he felt now when no matter how hard he had tried Sydel was still locked up inside herself... Nothing he did worked...

"But this... This is different..." He said before she'd gently guide his chin up, to have him look at her through his mismatched eyes, the stunning sky blue marred by the milky haze of a useless orb. Her words... The way she spoke... "Then fill mine... Teach me and then let me fill yours..." He wasn't like the others in his life... He was a giver, he was the supporter, the backbone... For everything she gave she would get back... But he knew he was taking risks, big ones, confessing so much and asking for even more, it was terrifying because if he had ever tried this with Sydel... She'd have killed him emotionally with the words she used to cut him.. The fact that he couldn't even try something like this with his wife, the fact that Gia, a woman she had taught him to scorn and avoid... She was the one who was showing him more kindness, more love and compassion, than she ever had... And only in the span of a half hour. It broke him and he unraveled, the dams burst and the doors flew open, there was no more holding them back if he had tried... His words, those confessions, his desperate questions...

"Then... Then why..." He asked brokenly as he held her, as she held him, his eyes burning from the tears that fell... He'd never cried... Ever. He held others up when they did, he was the shoulder or the lap, the man on hand with the tissue and a whisky... He dried everyone's tears but never spilled any of his own. Breaking down as he was he held her tightly, a part of him terrified she'd slice him like Sydel did, call him a weakling, a crybaby... Tell him to grow a pair as Sydel had before when ever he showed even a moment of weakness... Her words though, because he was so raw and open sunk deep, struck cords that had already been waiting in the dark silence... He knew Sydel treated him like shit... He'd made a thousand excuses for her distance, using her creation and her genetics as the reason why she treated him so poorly... She didn't know better was the way he saw it, she just had never had love, and he thought if he gave her enough... Loved her through all the bullshit and the drama, the pain and the vicious fights, the cutting words... Then she'd love him back... She'd learn what it meant but... How long did that take? "I'm afraid..." He confessed quietly... "I've loved her for so long... I did... Everything... I killed for her, I joined her father for her, I sacrificed everything for her to conceive our daughter Aysil... I gave up... Everything..." His home, his life, his sanity... He'd become what she wanted, what she needed, an insane and ruthless killer because that was what she was... He owned it though where she denied her own mental flaws... Sydel was a high functioning sociopath, she relished in the kill, she took her time and played with her food so to speak... There was never any heat of the moment, no crime of passion, for her? It was all about inflicting as much pain before the finale as she could... He? Had just become the missing piece for her, the brute strength behind her blade, allowing her to do more than she had ever dreamed of doing on her own... It showed in every scar on his skin, the blindness in his eye, the deep grooves where she had cut through muscle and into bone... And he... Had taken it all for her. Done it all for her... "What if I did it... All of it... Became exactly what she wanted... For nothing?"

Would he have ever stood by and let this happen to his children? Never. He'd killed Cara himself for it and he'd do it again, a thousand times over. The same went for the body buried deep under the manse in ARvandor of the young man who Aysil had been mad about and who had pressed his daughter into unprotected sex and got her pregnant... Oh yes, no one knew about that, no one but him... He'd kept it all secret, terminated the pregnancy before Aysil knew she was even carrying, and that boy... He'd taken a very long, through time killing him, ensuring he survived each and every little slice through the fibers of muscle and tendon, until nothing remained of the connective tissue and the boy drowned under the weight of his own organs and fluid therein... It was a long and horrific death and yet... He felt it was still too kind... So yes, he would never have allowed anyone to treat his children poorly, yet he took it upon himself to be treated the worst of all... "You and Thaylan are meant to be together... Everyone sees my marriage as a grand success, we're the goal so many set for themselves, to be so supportive and intune... If they knew... It would shake so many foundations..." SO many people counted on him to lead the way, to show them how a husband should act, how a partnership should look... From the outside? They looked like the ideal marriage but if any of them had dared probe into the past? They'd find things they couldn't stomach. His relationship with Sydel was better now than it had ever been, she was coming around slowly but on the same hand it was still far less than most received, as it stood her entire situation stemmed from someone looking like Diovan beating and raping her... He couldn't do anything about it, nothing he did helped, and he was out of options...

"Gia.... I want... I want this..." He confessed... He wanted what ever this was... The warmth and tender affection, the feelings of being wanted, being cherished... THIS... This was what he wanted, but more than that, he feared this was what he needed or he'd never pull himself up again... "In this short span of time... You've shown me more love and understanding than Sydel has since we first met... It kills me to admit that... And I'm afraid you're right... You've given me so much food for thought but right now... I just want you..." He'd think over everything she had given him later and she had shone light on so many dark corners, things he had been hiding from, things he refused to see because if this were right... What had be built his life around? Had it all been for nothing? Just a joke? A get out of jail card for Sydel, like her own personal puppet, always dancing to her tune?... Then what of the child? The one they had only just created? Had Sydel only done it so that he would stay? Or had she done it to distract herself from what had happened? That saying it even survived the transfer... After all Syn had no issue getting rid of it... Did that mean that Sydel had no interest in it either? So many things... Questions chasing each other like a rat after the tail of the one before it, over and over, round and round... A ceaseless chatter in his head that scratched at the walls of sanity... But then Gia spoke... Her touch quieted it, soothed the skittering claws of questions, brought him peace...

"No..." He didn't want to go... He reached out for her and lifted her into his arms where she was, off of her knees before him and into that bed beside him, rolling her under him as he caressed her skin with a hundred kisses. "I won't lie to you, ever... This is... Dangerous... I've never felt this before and I want it... All of it..." He whispered against her lips as he stole them for another kiss, this one even more poignant and sweet than the other, tinted with the saline taste of his tears... His hands on her skin were loving and reverent, a man worshiping her, adoring her with errotic and startling sweet touches... "I don't want to go... I don't think I can... You're brilliant and kind, you have more love in your little finger than I've ever felt in my entire life, your sense of humor is sharp and dry just like mine... You're my intellectual equal and we can talk about anything for hours on even footing..." His lips trailed down her cheekbone, to her ear where he laved the tip of his tongue across the lobe of her ear, drawing it in with a suckle before nibbling it softly. "And on top of all this... You're stunningly beautiful... Inside and out... Your body has a womans shape, with supple curves and beautiful breasts, the body of a goddess in her prime..." He kissed along the swan line curve of her neck and down the delicate lines of her clavicle, along her chest while his hands never stilled in their worship of her body until she felt like she was floating on a sweet warm cloud of fairy floss... "Be my lover... I won't risk the love between you and Thaylan ever, I will respect any and all rules and borders you or you both decide..." He wouldn't ask her to keep this secret from the man she loved, the man he was actually going to perform her marriage rights to, but the one person he would keep it a secret from... "Sydel will never know... It won't hurt what you both are rebuilding... It will be our secret..." He slipped down farther to part her thighs around his, to gently guide her to bend her knees on either side of him, and once he was between her legs? He would wrap his lips around a darkened nipple and the taste of her... It exploded on his tongue and he groaned thick and low in his throat, she was sweeter than he could have ever expected, her warm and berry like nipple between his lips was heaven... "Say no and I'll never ask again... We won't speak of tonight... No one will ever know but us..." He was leaving the decision up to her, to let her decide which way she wished to go, to decide... Did she want to become his lover? It was quite the risk, having an affair like theirs, it would never be out in the open... They'd slip off to secret places together... But it would be romantic too... Succulent holidays spent in lush locations, he could show her the world she only read about, dreamed of seeing some day... He'd take her to Egypt and Jerusalem, he'd show her the bitter orange trees and gather blossoms with her to make into oils before he'd made love to her against the hot sand while giant water lilies bloomed in the oasis...

Sensual touches and concupiscent ministrations of his tongue and lips upon her skin were all geared for her pleasure, to drive her to fervid peaks of salacious need... His skill was unmatched and she'd likely never felt the touch of someone so utterly dedicated to making her body sing, he never missed a mark, he knew what she needed long before she even did. He was a keen listener too, body in body and sound he was finely attuned to her every need, every want and desire... He sought out her every pleasured point of her skin, the dip of her navel and the delicate flesh under her breasts, the inside of her elbow and the dip of her wrist... He'd not drift down between her thighs unless she had said yes to his request but once she had, when all was said and laid bare between them he'd slowly make his way down, grabbing up a pillow to place it under her ass and lower back.. "You've given me so much... Let me show you how precious you are to me..." He'd whisper before he'd lay his mouth against her cunt, his eyes falling closed as he groaned heavily, the taste of her blossoming in his mouth against his tongue... She'd had sex recently, he could taste it on her skin, his tongue dragging up and over her core... He knew who it was and while he wasn't jealous he was oddly... Competitive... He'd place her thighs against his shoulders, his hand between her legs to pull those supple folds open, his other hand up to capture hers... To link their fingers and hold her hand as he began to feast on her succulent cunt. He devoured her, his tongue sliding inside her to lave at her inner walls, scooping out all that cum that Thaylan had left behind... Over and over again he'd push up against her, nibbling and sucking her perfect flesh, her warmth and the scent of her was intoxicating... The taste of Thaylans potent spunk on his tongue mingling with her own arousal... He ate her out until there wasn't a drop left inside her, his thumb and finger stroking over her clit until she was a sweetly sobbing broken mess, building her up over and over again but not letting her fall... Just keeping her on that edge...

He did this for well into an hour, just edging her, feasting on her... Binding them closer together as the intimacy grew between them... Soft words whispered on her beauty, her wit, the sweet taste of her skin... The perfection of her body... How he adored the way she moved... The way she sounded... When the small clock in the room chimed the hour he finally let her go, moving up and pulling her into his arms and holding her close, his lips over hers in a kiss... Oh that kiss... It was love... Pure and simple... Love for her as he kissed her over and over again before his free hand fell between her thighs and urged her to finally fall... Letting that climax shock and stun her, roll her from the outside in, from head to toe as he took it from a clitoral into an all over body peak so sweet she'd take ages to come down... All the while he'd coax that orgasm to keep going, it was in incredibly refined skill and it took a rare woman to actually keep it going but with her, she was perfect... He kept at it, pulling her through each succulent wave, his lips never leaving hers for long... Whispering such loving confessions against her as he brought her to a peak over and over again, intense and bright as fireworks, she'd just feel full of light from the inside out... He'd never had the chance to do this before, to find someone so willing to be open with him, to trust him enough to let him bring this to their body... The never ending loop of pleasure...

When her body couldn't take it anymore he slowly let her drift down, cradled in his arms as he kissed her lovingly, reverently... He would roll her onto her back then before he'd take his place between her thighs, undoing the ties of his cloth to reveal he was naked underneath, his thick long cock imposing but perfectly shaped for pleasure... For her pleasure... "Hold tightly to me my love... This will hurt but only for a moment..." He'd whisper against her neck as he held her hips in his hands, lining them up before he'd slowly ease his way into her, the slipper wet pop as his head pushed into her tight honeyed entrance... He groaned in surrender, that deep growl ending on a subtle wine as his hands left her hips and buried in her hair, kissing her soft and deep... There was too much here than was perfect... Their kisses were poetry and starlight, their bodies perfectly meshed, so deeply intune... "I've never felt... Such perfection..." He breathed against her lips as he continued to push in deeper, god she was so fucking tight, scalding hot but sweet and slick with her own honey... She was heaven around his cock and he was in no rush, his penetration into her supple body was done with adoration and reverence, love and respect...

And he knew in those moments... He'd lied to Sydel without realizing it... He thought he had made love to her but he hadn't... He loved her yes but Sydel was never truly open with him and what he had given her, oh it had been a valiant attempt, but you cant make love with someone who can't return it... But Gia?... "Fuck..." It was a confession... A Prayer against her lips as he slid home deep inside her, his cock pressed into the very back of her, bottoming out in a way that was only the sweetest pain and perfect pressure... He'd rock slowly into her then, his hand in her hair cradling her head as he kissed her with his whole heart, his soul... His other hand caressing her skin in a way that mapped her out perfectly before finding it's home between her thighs, stroking over his clot as he slid in and out of her... He... He knew what it meant to make love... Because he was making love to her... Slow supple thrusts as he drove home inside her, deep throaty moans spilling from his throat and onto her lips, whines of pleasured agony as he felt himself spinning out of his own control... No one... No One... Had ever taken the control from him... But she had... Without even asking, without trying, she was stripping him down... He'd rock inside her, above her with their bodies fuzed together, skin to skin as their bodies grew slick with sweat... He'd hear that bell chime again once... Twice...

The stamina he had was impressive as he made love to her, holding her to him as he brought her to peak after peak, showing her body what it meant to climax for him... All the while he was holding on with all he had but it wasn't enough... She'd feel him cum inside of her, exploding with a deep whine against her lips as he sunk himself home deep within her warm body, pulsing jet after jet of cum into her... But he didn't stop... Through those two hours they came together a handful of times each, her poor sweet pussy was flooded with his seed inside and out, pushing it deep into her womb... He knew what he was doing but he couldn't stop... He didn't want to and his body knew it even as his mind, deep in a quiet and ignored corner told him not to, that it was a bad idea...

He'd turn them so she was on top and the pace never broke, never stopped as they made love to one another, each stealing the orgasm from the other as bodies found places of pleasure never before dreamed of... Another hour ticked by... He'd turn her once more so they laid on their side, face to face, hands wandering... Lips tangled... Several more orgasms before he'd feel it... He came harder than he had ever cum in his life, holding her to him as he thudded home, her name a shout on his lips as he erupted deep inside her... She had broken him and it was the sweetest thing he'd ever know in his life... His hands, one in her hair and cradling her close to him while the other rested on her ass, holding her deep against him so his seed would flood her womb... He held her close and worshiped her with warm kisses and whispered words, poetry between them always, making her feel like the most precious and beautiful woman in the world... She'd never felt so good, so love, so wanted before in her life as she did in those moments...

Another hour ticked and he knew they had to go and start the party... Surely everyone would be done with their catching up and everything else... Looking down into her beautiful garnet eyes he slid his hand from her hip over her womb. "You'll want for nothing" He whispered, pressing his lips to her forehead, his cock slowly going soft inside her... "I couldn't hold back... I... Didn't want to." He couldn't lie about it, couldn't dress it up as something else, the fact? Was that what he felt for Gia... He didn't want to let go... And in the heat of the moment when his emotions and desires were overflowing and overpowering his rational thought? He'd let go... He'd let his powers flow through his seed and...

Got her pregnant...

[BadInfluence]

It was with surprise that she didn't take the collar or the ring back. After all the things had been revealed to him, he figured she would have taken them both from him, but the way she hadn't... Was there hope still there? Or did she hate him so much she couldn't bare to touch anything he had held? Unsure as he was though he kept them, the collar and ring he put in his pocket and the other hanging off the loop of his belt... At least she had given him the ok and the two of them would begin to walk through the maze, he lead and she followed, and he? Had a lot to say... A lot of confessions and admittances... He was owning up... To everything... But more than that? He was telling her what had happened that night when he didn't come back...

"Sydel-..." He started as she vetted her own words, her sensations, the way she felt... He had reached for her but she sidestepped him quickly. "Sydel please-..." He'd try again before he had to actually overstep her and force his way into the conversation. "I took care of them both because if I had them on my side I could get permission for your hand!" He injected those words into the conversation with as much force as he could. Did she honestly think he would have left her without any reason? Without cause? "I'd asked Caela so many times for permission and she told me no over and over again. I couldn't court you, I couldn't marry you without family permission Sydel, you know that is just how our traditions work." Without permission he would never have been able to marry her, they couldn't even enter courtship, and he wanted nothing else for years than for her to be his wife. "I left so I could finally earn permission to marry you Sydel, to make you my wife, and if that took a couple of weeks apart... In my mind? It was worth it... I could make it up to you later, all of it, with a ring in hand.." He had never once expected Caela to pull such a dirty fucking trick. He thought he would be able to come back and propose properly, to make a life together, that she would be where she usually was... At home or at temple... "What Caela did was fucking horrible and If I see her before I die I will wring that lying neck myself and drag her through the city on a nose form the back of my horse or so help me Hanali I'll suck Nurgles cock and take a load to the cheek." Yeah... She had to know he was serious given the fact he had spoken the name of a Chaos God, let alone threatened to kill someone and drag them through Arvandor, such a thing would have him banned but to him? Right now? It was worth every second of it if he could get that goal.

"I never knew it could have been mine, fertility doesn't run in my side of the family Sydel, and when you were on the surface with Ace? I thought it was what you wanted... Ace was a king to be, money and power, a good family name and enough money to give you everything you ever wanted... Children too where as I couldn't possibly come close to providing you either of those things." He hadn't stepped in because, out of his love for her, he stayed back... He thought she was happy, that it was better for her, no one had filled him in otherwise.

The talk about Sybelle nettled him and he shot back sharp and fast, oh the courage and bravery looming death give you, it's better than any alcohol for giving you that boost to say things you wouldn't otherwise. "Stop talking like your not her, or that she's not you, that's like saying the dark side of the moon is something completely different. Sybelle is Sydel, Sydel IS Sybelle, you two...-" He said, a sudden wave of his hand, oh he was agitated... Bothered... He paced from side to side as he spoke. "I love you, both sides of you, the cruel and cutting Mistress and the soft girl who I picked billy buttons for. You are my love, My Mistress, My Best Friend. Why must you always prattle on about how Sybelle is somehow something foul or unappetising because she does things ANY other woman would do? You would do them too if you weren't always so damned locked up in yourself like a princess in her snow globe!" Oh yep... She poked him... And he was having none of it. He came towards where she was and grabbed her hand, held her close even if she tried to pull away, his eyes on hers and never wavered for a moment. "The reason everyone takes shots at you is because YOU put that red paint on your back, no one else. Your cutting attitude and condescending nature make people hate you, YOU make people hate you, all because you're terrified of letting anyone get close enough to realize you're not the frigid bitch you want everyone to think you are." He would pull her into his arms and hold her tight, hold her close as the scent of sea and eucalyptus mixed with sunshine would come off of his skin, wrapping her up in it much as his arms were.

"I've never forgotten anything you said to me... Ever...Your words are my litany and my prayers, your the Goddess I worship, the heaven I wish to find at the end of my days..." But she wasn't wrong... He had loaded a lot of his choices onto her shoulders because of his own fear... Fear of judgement, fear of the truth of things, fear of the realizations he was coming to... Death has a way of finding itself putting the victim in a state of sudden if somewhat terrifying clarity... "I'm always pulling away... From our son, from my friends, from you and from my family... I don't want to be seen for the mistakes I make or the flawed person I am. I am the son of a woman who's sheer existence was perfection, every move she made, every word she said was utterly and completely ideal... She never made a mistake, she never slipped up, never fell... And I can't do any of those things... She's my mother and I measure myself against her every day..." And it's hard not to measure up to your parents, especially when they're as he said, perfect. Just as Sydel likely found herself drawing up short compared to her mother and her father... Nautilous in the sheer fact that he had been left with neither... But he, and only he, had pushed himself to such lengths that the only time he was close to anyone was on the job. Why? Because only as a ranger was he perfect.

"You're sick and it's got nothing to do with me... I watch you, I see the changes, the ways you and Sybelle shift... When she's sleeping and not pregnant your vivid and strong... When she's awake and when she's pregnant your weak and drained... You two shouldn't be apart anymore it's killing you and I hate it... You need to stop this and become one again before both of you die." Simple fact... He knew it, saw it, and was tired of it... He and Nautilous had talked about it before for long, long hours into the night but always drew up to a stalemate... But this? Here? Now? What else was there to lose? Nothing... "I don't want to die, but I don't want to live in a world where my heart has to be split between two people." He said, pulling the ring out of his pocket and putting it on his finger, holding it up for her to see. "I accept your proposal Sydel and in doing so I'm going to own up... To everything. I'm going to change and I wont be perfect, I'm going to mess up a lot, and people will hate me on and off because I'm going to be clueless a lot." She'd tried to sit down but instead he just pulled her in closer, sitting down himself and holding her in his lap, his arms tight around her shoulders. "But that means you have to become whole again, you gotta work on your own fuck ups too, you have to grow up. I'll start to take the treatment, I'll go through the surgery to replace the organs, I'll accept the help. But only if you do this with me. Otherwise I got no reason to live anymore. It's either with you or not at all."

[BadInfluence]

Her world was small and sharp sometimes, like the roses she was named after she sometimes felt tightly wound in them, each thorn pricking her like a cruel little viper until she barely dared to move. Mostly she was just... Angry... Angry all the time it seemed, angry at people and situations, angry at the strange twists and turns her life were making her take. She wasn't adjusting too well, the world had made a good deal of changes without asking her permission, leaving her in a situation where she could... At best... Just hold on. That wasn't the life she wanted to live... She wanted to set her path and she wanted to stick with it but all she got was this constant chaos...

The garden was calming though, but much like what he had found on the castle grounds, here too she shifted the things to her liking... The earth rose to her touch, plants grew according to her will and within a couple hours of work she had another small grotto just for herself, private and quiet... A place to just exist as she began to work on the plants within, rare, exotic things that needed a gentle touch... Of course as she figured she wouldn't be left alone, turning her head to find out who was standing so silently behind her, an incredibly strong presence but not a sound... Not even the whisper of a breath...

It was beautiful... Neither man nor woman it had both, half and half from what was on display, such perfect beauty she could never have imagined... If anything it defied the possible, the flawless nature of it all, the ideal blending of male and female was impossible... Yet there they stood, casually walking over to her to sit beside her on the grass, stretched out like an indolent God... Which, of course, they were... She was leery... Hesitant... Something so perfect screamed at her senses to be cautious, to err on the side of caution, but there was this magnetic allure... It just... Kept her from moving... From running...

She couldn't even utter a word as the buttons of her blouse were flipped open one by one... Each one undone revealed more of her skin until it was completely bared, left open and gaping except for where it was tucked into her skirt, her heart pounding away in her chest... It spoke but... But not with words... She knew somehow that if it had spoken she couldn't have understood it... All the same though she knew what was wanted... What was being demanded and she shook her head hard... Turning away and awkwardly getting to her knees, trying to put distance between her and this perfect being... But it proved to be a mistake for once she was up it was a simple push to send her sprawling... It came up behind her then, forcing her thighs apart and dragging her up on her knees, leaving her ass up in the air and clad in little more than sheer black panties... Those were easily slid down as she hid her face in the grass and shook, expecting the rape and therein lay the issue, the fact that she knew what was coming... And was wet... The mesh of those little ditties she had been wearing were soaked and transparent... It knew what she wanted... Needed... Those deep dark things... Hidden far away in the boxes she used to try and contain them but they were slipping... Sliding... Oozing out like tar...

The penetration was brutal and swift, she found her voice in a throaty scream as she felt invaded, the thick shaft tearing her easily... There was no softness nor build up, just a savage pumping against her full ass cheeks that built up to a creamy, bloody froth as she began to moan... To cry out in raw mindless bliss as she came over and over again, soaking her thighs and watering the grass beneath them, her lips parted as she drooled in unabashed pleasure... It had it's way with her more than once, she could feel it's climax, forcing itself deep inside her body till her belly felt heavy... It went on forever it seemed, her belly growing and growing until she felt life stir and she panicked, raw fear before she was pulled back onto that cock, fucked longer... Harder now... The screams and moans from her lips were swallowed up by her little grotto, not to be heard by anyone but them, her body slick with sweat and heavy... So heavy... Life continued to stir, to twist inside her, to grow as she felt the pressure build... Labor came sudden and brutal, the pain ripping through her in a way she couldn't have described, the need to push... That cock still buried inside her even as she struggled to give birth until it was done with her... Cum oozing, gushing and gurgling out of her before she bore down on her knees, hands on her skin as she was assisted only then into delivery... Through the pain she found raw pleasure though, climaxing over and over again as her breasts were stimulated, milk coming to the front and dribbling down before the final wave hit and she felt the child slide from her... Breathing hard and feeling utterly exhausted she looked down to see a beautiful little girl...Lifting her to her breast to suckle all while she lay on her side, holding the small precious bundle before she'd feel the penetration once more, a second breeding... Over and over again this happened... She'd be fucked, bred and give birth, children at her breasts while another was being fucked into her...

She gave up trying to run or fight, it felt too good, even the pain of labor was it's own pleasure... The sweet warmth of a babe at her breast, suckling as she was fucked, all of it... Tantric... Heady...

It was Ace's arrival that actually woke her up, she'd fallen asleep while tending some very delicate vines, curled up on her side and blissfully asleep... Slaanesh had at least gotten the fantasy out of her and in that place between worlds, the Chaos realm where souls fear to tread he had taken his daughter and bred her, that fertile body of hers producing several new demoness for his ranks... But the physical body? Was whole... Untouched... Left with simply a sensation of being incredibly sated and warm... Dreamless...

"Mmm... Hello love..." She whispered sleepily as she sat up and rubbed her eyes, yawning softly as she stretched her arms over her head, stretching somewhat from one side to the other before she'd let her arms flop beside her. "Must have been more tired than I thought..." She'd say before pushing herself up to stand, brushing the grass off of her knees and skirt, the bruises from his vicious fucking and those of Jacob were done, even the mark about her wrist was faded. She'd come over to him then and stand on her toes, pressing a kiss to his lips before she'd give him a hug, her head over his heart. "Guess we should go and prep for the surgery... It's going to suck doing it at night though, there's virtually no natural light... Do you know if Sybelle is still in the same operating wing?"

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She had guided him into the side room.. it was small, kinda quaint.. nothing to write home about.. but you didn't really need bells and whistles when it came to this.. you didn't need a million thread count sheets and silken pillows.. you just needed each other.. and the willingness to let go.. he needed the distraction...she had a feeling his mind was clocking over.. so she asked of him to describe her the sunset.. to paint her a picture in her mind of what he could see that she could not.. something so many people took for granted.. his description was beautiful.. it was poetic really.. making her lips curl into a smile as she listened.. she told him as much and his response.. Oh now that was a heart melter.. he complimented her in only the sweetest way.. the words chosen made her feel that warmth that only came from true appreciation and heart.. her gaze lifted to meet his as he pulled her in closer.. watching his eyes as he spoke.. as he told her she wasn't old.. no more than say the stars or the ocean.. and it would be in that moment that she saw a glimpse of the real Nautilous .. the one that was buried underneath the layers of loathing and distress.. another kiss shared.. sweet soft and desirable..-.. Listen to you.. you know just what to say to make a girl blush..

-she offered him a smile before she'd fall back into that kiss once more.. guiding him back toward the bed to sit.. he needed to relax..or this was not going to work.. he was still walking that fine line of tension and stress.. his body was tightly wound.. so a massage was on order.. an oil she loved.. that which she soon learnt he knew quite well was chosen.. it was funny how it worked out that way sometimes.. little things in common.. -.. Perfect-.. she'd whisper in a response when he admitted it all felt so good.. better than that even and right.. like a dream.. he taught her something then.. about this place called Jerusalem.. where two other scents she knew were harvested.. how it was hot and dry.. the fruits were tart and the leaves could be made into tea.. -.. It all sounds incredibly fascinating.. -and she wasn't humouring him.. she was genuinly interested in what he had to say.. -.. You'l have to tell me more about this place... this.. Jerusalem another day..I am intrigued.. -she listened when he spoke about Jacob.. how he felt when he saw how happy Jacob was-.. Its all just biology mm?.. He looks up to you.. proud enough to want to call you his Father regardless.. You must be doing something right.. -she smiled..she tried to explain the cup analogy to him then.. how you couldn't pour from an empty one.. and his cup was pretty much bone dry.. her gaze met his when he asked of her to fill his.. to then teach him how to fill hers.. she leant down to press her lips to his forehead-.. Everytime you make me smile.. you add another drop to mine Nautilous..everytime I feel warm and cared for.. needed and desired.. its a little more.. I dont know what it will take to fill yours just yet.. but Im not going anywhere until I figure it out..

-and she would.. she would figure it out.. his smiles were pretty hypnotic.. his sighs.. his moans.. his touches.. all of it.. magical.. but what it took to fill his cup.. to slowly build him up.. well it was different for everyone.. he broke down then.. and hard.. sobbing almost silently against her as she held him so tightly.. oh her heart broke for him in those minutes.. when he just spilled it all out.. every nasty detail of his abuse at the hands of another.. the one he loved and adored most of all was treating him like absolute garbage.. she stroked her fingers through his hair as she drew him through his wave of anger and sadness.. revelations.. she asked him questions.. she tried earnestly to make him understand how wrong he was when he asked what was wrong with him.. she heard of his fear.. that he had loved Sydel for so long that everything he had done for her.. was for nothing.. she exhaled softly-.. What if it was for nothing.. hypothetically speaking here.. what if you did all of that and it ended tomorrow? If you focus on the hurt you will continue to suffer. It will never end.. -sage advice that a Lilly white princess could probably take on board-.. If you focus on the lesson however.. you will continue to grow.. -she asked him if he would have let it happen with his children.. would he really allow them to go through what he is going through right now?.. she figured not.. she tilted her head when he said that everyone saw his marriage as a grand success.. the goal that so many set themselves to be supportive and intune.. -.. People only see what you show them Nautilous.. They see.. your shiny highlight reel.. and there is nothing wrong with that.. unless you think its fake.. This is why you need to ask for help.. you are struggling so much..is the image of perfection really worth it?..

-she'd question.. curious indeed.. it would be hard to live up to.. that perfection.. that loving couple that had the strongest bond.. only to learn they were so broken beneath it..she asked him again what he desired.. what he wanted.. her lips pressing just above his heart as her knees pressed to the cushion upon the floor.. she gave him an out.. he could have stood up and left right then and there.. but he rejected that.. his hands upon her bare frame caused her to look up to him as he lifted her.. fingers curled around his strong arms before she felt the softness of the bedding beneath her.. ruby curls fanned out on either side of her head as she watched him above her.. sighing in response to his caresses.. his touches and those never ending kisses.. her right hand rose as she slid it across his cheek.. reaching around to cup against the back of his neck.. -.. mm.. it is risky.. -she whispered.. her lips brushed against his.. so close.. tasting his breath with every word.. he confessed that he'd never felt this before and he wanted it all.. her fingers curled into his hair as they fell into another kiss.. this one sweeter than the rest.. the subtle taste of tears upon his tongue.. she struggled to remain still beneath him.. his touches were electric.. his compliments made her sigh.. -.. . you are so incredibly unique and smart, You're funny.. undeniably cheeky.. -her voice changed in pitch when his lips met the gentle curve of her ear.. a soft whine sounding in response-.. I have thoroughly enjoyed talking with you.. its been a while since ive had the chance to have a good talk with anyone..

-and it had been a long time.. surface dwellers tended to focus on things that were a little on the mundane.. and realistically her and Thaylan had not really had an entire day to spend with one another yet.. there was always some kind of interruption.. both hands settled against the back of his head as he began to trail those kisses down her chest.. -..Youve always been incredibly handsome.. but I think.. I prefer this.. roguish look on you.. its real and honest.. -her upper body rolled a little in response to his worship of her warmed soft skin.. she watched him.. observed the way he just enjoyed her.. the way he just knew where to press.. where to kiss and where to touch.. like he was strumming a prized instrument.. his request caused her lids to tumble closed.. oh her heart took a tumbling start in her chest.. could she? would she?.. he said he wouldn't risk what she had with Thaylan.. that he would respect all rules and borders.. but that it was to be a secret from Sydel.. -..Are you sure thats what you want?..

-she whined softly.. her knees drew upward.. small delicate feet pressing to the soft bedding as he slid between her thighs.. her body arched up into him the instant his warm wet lips pressed to her hardened little nipple-.. Oh Yes.. -she whimpered..it felt incredibly good.. her fingers curled in , tangling within his hair as he drove her to those mini peaks with such innocent little touches and kisses.. she was incredibly responsive .. she told him all he'd ever need to know.. her body shifted beneath him.. she wriggled.. she arched..she gripped him that little bit tighter.. she whimpered and moaned.. gasping softly as she looked down to him every so often.. catching his gaze.. his eyes whilst his lips locked around those sweet nipples of hers..-.. Yes.. -she rocked her head to the side.. urging him back up to her.. a little tug.. guiding him as best she could.. she needed to feel those lips of his.. she desired that kiss as she trembled a little beneath him.. cradling his cheeks.. lips were locked as they fell into yet another tongue tangling session.. they were sweet in their high level of intimacy.. not eating each others faces off.. just trying to handle a desire that neither of them saw coming..-.. Yes..Yes --she breathed against his lips- my answer is yes..-she knew she would have to speak with Thaylan.. but there was no fear there.. no need to hide no secrecy.. it was just around Sydel that it would be the issue..

her head dipped back against the soft pillows when he slid back down her supple curved frame.. she was easily manoeuvred when he slid the pillow beneath her ass.. lifting her lower body up just a little..her head was taking on all that lush fog that came hand in hand with sweet pleasure.. catching only part of his words before she'd feel his lips against her core.. she sucked in a sharp sudden breath as she rocked her head back.. she moaned so deeply.. her upper body arched keenly.. incredibly cat like and smooth.. his talented tongue was incredible.. the way he parted those slick wet lips of hers.. before diving into her.. oh she was in heaven.. her fingers curled around his when they were offered.. but she gripped him so tightly.. he had to have known when he struck the right spots.. those perfect notes.. that hold grew to an almost strangled strength.. her hips rolled.. she wriggled and whined.. her free hand reached down to tangle within his thick luscious hair.. her head rising.. catching his gaze.. before those garnet eyes of hers would roll back.. -.. Oh my god.. -she groaned.. and repeated that exact phrasing quite a few times..there was No way she could keep quiet.. no way she wouldn't let him know exactly what he was doing to her..

he kept her floating.. just there.. teetering on that perfect edge.. it was driving her to madness..she just about melted off the bed when he finally pulled back.. her body felt like it were on fire from the inside.. his hold around her.. his thick muscular arms embracing her was perfect.. she reached both arms ..tangling her fingers behind his shoulders as they kissed.. the intensity behind that ..beautiful.. undeniably love.. care.. a connection that not many would ever find.. before he set her off like a rocket with a few easy ministrations with his fingers and she broke.. she cried out into his kiss.. the pitch was high and sweet as her body stiffened in his hold.. he kept it rolling.. those waved one after the other.. he would have felt her trembling.. her kiss stopping and starting as it struck her.. over and over.. this was new.. this was something she had not experienced before.. her heart jumped around.. her breath turned to little more than gasps as she looked to him with sheer anguish in her eyes..reaching to cradle and hold his cheeks.. she kissed him once more.. riding out that last little soul stealing wave of pleasure before he would slowly let her settle.. she whined.. she exhaled long and deeply.. falling in against him.. her forehead to his-.. wow.. -she whispered-.. im.. just.. -she swallowed.. slowly blinking her eyes a few times.. -.. wow.. -oh her words were stolen.. he had taken them from her..

she felt the soft bedding pressing to her back once more.. she watched him through half lidded eyes.. oh she had a glow to her cheeks.. even with her darker skin it was still prominent.. her head tilting a little on the pillow as he removed his skirts.. revealing his naked frame in its entirety.. giving her quite an eyeful..he was impressive.. there was no denying that.. she drew her lower lip inward.. chewing upon it in anticipation.. he lowered back down to her.. their bodies were almost flush together as he told her to hold onto him.. that it would hurt a little.. her gaze lifted to look to him above her.. her hands rose to rest atop his shoulders.. the back of his neck.. she would feel that pressure as he eased that thick hardened cock into her.. sucking in a sharp breath as her head rocked back into the pillows.. she cried out softly.. it did ache.. a little.. but the pleasure that chased it was intoxicating.. he filled her entirely.. completely.. in every single sense of the word.. she whined.. she gasped.. feeling that glide before he buried his hands in her hair and they kissed once more.. her lids tumbled closed.. she moaned into the sweet hot depths of his mouth.. -.. Oh my god you feel so good.. -she whispered.. she adored that he didnt rush.. he went nice and slow.. a languid smooth pace.. till he was anchored so deeply inside her it made her force out a hissed breath.. his sudden sharp confession had her smiling against his lips.. the two of them moved perfectly in sync.. in unison.. he rolled into her.. she lifted up to meet him.. their fingers danced.. touched.. caressed and explored.. time just melted away.. nothing else in that moment was important.. just this act..

his moans and deep throaty sounds were music to her.. it spurned her on.. it made her want more.. -.. this.. -she whined softly as she kissed him once more-.. this.. is perfect.. -her gaze lifted to look up to him.. he would be able to catch her features changing whenever he dragged her through another sweet pleasure cycle.. the way she looked almost pained as her mouth dropped open a little wider.. how her breath hitched and catched.. she moaned and whimpered.. she held him so tightly.. her hands shifted from his shoulders to his waist.. sliding down to press palms to his lower back as he thrust into her over and over.. when he climaxed inside her her mind should have perhaps had questions.. should have perhaps alerted her to the fact that hey.. maybe you should be slowing this down.. maybe she needed to be stopping this.. but no.. she just overrided it.. she wanted move.. she was utterly lost in this magical display .. he rolled them over so she was on top.. though the pacing never slowed.. it never stopped.. they were far to lost in one another.. she leant forward..

her hair tumbled down to frame his features.. to caress and tickle against his cheeks whilst she rolled and rocked her hips.. gliding his thick slick hard cock in and out of her..he'd hear her sweet cries as she hit those climaxes.. the way her body arched so tightly he could see the lines of muscle..those sweet curves straining.. just how many times had they succumbed?.. how many times did they fall?.. surely they had both lost count.. it was just utter bliss.. a drug that would easily become intoxicating for both sides.. soon they were resting face to face.. curled up in each others arms as they rocked against one another.. lips sealed together.. kisses stolen as gasps and moans sounded out in the small dimly lit room.. before he suddenly held her so tightly.. he began thudding into her.. her lids clenched closed as she clung to him as if her life depended on it.. his brutally hard climax was met with one of her own.. forcing his to drag out as she rolled those spasms and throbs all the way through her body.. she moaned so deeply.. she cried out to him.. her forehead to his as they both gasped for breath.. as they both toppled so hard into one another.. she could feel the sting.. that luscious ache as he filled her so heavily.. she whined and whimpered in response to his soft warm kisses..those whispered words.. she didn't dare move..

she desired nothing more than to remain tangled up with him on that bed.. the hour passed quicker than she would have liked.. his words broke the silence as she felt his touch.. her eyes opened as she looked to him there beside her..she reached a finger to press to his lips when he went to say he couldn't hold back.. that he didn't want to-.. Never hold back.. -she whispered softly.. -.. always be you.. precisely and wholly you.. -she leant in to brush her lips to his in a soft small little kiss before she would take a breath.. -. mm.. that was.. magical.. -she murmured.. -.. as much as I want to stay.. It seems I have a party to host.. You ready to get nice and high Nautilous?.. ready to see some colours?.. -she smiled..it wasn't the most pleasant thing to do.. but she would slowly untangle herself from him.. though before she moved to stand she would lean in to catch his lips once more.. just something a little cheeky.. something small.. - leaving here together is probably not ideal.. -she slowly moved to stand.. oh she felt that fullness.. that weight.. that sweet luscious ache that only came from the best love making sessions.. she would wait till he moved to stand.. holding his skirt and his jewellery.. making sure he took it before she would reach up to interlace her fingers behind his neck-.. Thankyou.. that was.. beautiful.. -she leant up to press her lips to the corner of his.. before she would make her way across the room.. a portal would appear.. she would glance back over her shoulder.. lingering a little longer before her naked self would step through it.. her robe was back in the pool room afterall.. she would appear back in her suite.. it would be time to get ready.. and to check in on her dear heart Thaylan-

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He had snuck up on her.. his words hitting her before she realised he was that close..and it caused her to send that arrow sailing off into the distance.. she hand't heard his voice since that one day.. and even then that wasn't really him was it.. but it sure sounded like it.. he asked of her to walk with him.. so she remained a step.. maybe two behind him.. he opened up.. he explained his absences and she bit right back at him.. he could have stayed with her.. but no he seemed to desire being the Samaritan instead.. she was lost in a tirade.. before he forced himself into her sharp words.. making her fall silent.. her gaze.. those pure white pools just watched him.. listening as he spoke on his inability to get permission to court her.. Caela just would not accept him-.. Why didn't you just TELL me you were having so much trouble with Caela.. Why didn't you TELL me you were going to the surface for a few weeks.. was it really that difficult to just write me a damn letter.. -her brows drew inward.. she was so frustrated.. his responses were not making a whole lot of sense to her.. -.. I desperately wanted You.. no one else.. Just you.. and then you were gone.. Caela had the most horrible motives.. and Ill still never really understand them.. You never hurt anyone.. -she shook her head.. she'd never truly understand the vendetta her sister had against her.. all she ever did was help her.. in everything.. his response though about dragging Caela by a noose from the back of his Horse.. and then the Chaos God remark caused her brow to arch.. she couldn't remember him Ever using such a reference.. and threatening to kill someone.. it made her blink.. she was visibly stunned.. at least for a moment.. -.. Wow.. uh.. -she paused-.. yes.. -could she perhaps have a little admiration for him in that moment for showing more back bone in a second than he had shown the entire time they were together..

she exhaled when he spoke then about Ace.. being able to give her everything she wanted.. money.. a kingdom.. and then children..-.. think about what you just said.. say it again in your mind.. -she tilted her head.. those curls had all but disappeared.. her hair had just about completely straightened- Ive never wanted money.. or things.. I care not for a 'good family name'.. all I ever wanted was Your name.. anything else.. came second.. I was never materialistic.. how many times did you find me sleeping up on that tree ledge? instead of in an actual bed?.. My sister enjoyed every creature comfort.. she desired money and names and riches.. I never wanted any of it.. -she frowned-.. but you thought I did.. You speak of not being able to have children.. and yet.. Jacob is right there.. there is No denying he is your son.. and we only slept together once.. Do you not see.. Do you not understand why I got so frustrated.. Why didn't you come to me?.. Even if it was to Check on me.. I was your friend Diovan.. Its what friends do.. -she started getting agitated.. taking about how everyone fell all over themselves for Sybelle and he was not having any of it.. he shot her down hard and fast.. No one did this.. No one dared do this.. she was left.. once more.. her mouth partially open stunned.. she couldn't deny that he was right.. she was Belles.. if anything she was more both of them..she held onto so many of the harder memories so that Belles would be the pop of sunshine they all wanted.. she exhaled through grit down teeth when he said she could do all those things ..but that she wouldn't.. because she chose to remain so locked up like a princess in her snow globe-.. Fuck You.. -she snapped-.. I dont know how to do ANY of those things.. -and she blinked.. might not have meant to let that out so swiftly.. but it was true..

she wasn't domestic.. because she didn't know how.. all of that had been practically removed when she was reset back in Naggaroth.. Sybelle had it yes.. so it was locked away in there.. but.. Sydel.. clueless.. she couldn't cook.. or clean.. she couldn't really Mother anything..there was so much she was missing.. but he wasn't done.. he grabbed her and she stiffened .. trying to yank her hands away.. but she was wrecked.. she couldn't have fought off a kitten if she tried.. he snapped at her as he pulled her in tighter.. that her attitude.. her horrific condescending nature made people hate her.. that she made people hate her.. all because she was so frightened of letting anyone in.. even went so far as to call her a frigid bitch.. she struggled against him once more.. feeling his arms glide around her.. he was guiding her head to his shoulder where that scent would strike.. the sea..sunshine and eucalyptus.. he would have felt the stiffness in her shoulders lessen.. as if she were relaxing.. a little.. oh that scent stirred her to calm.. like a pop of a memory wrapped in a red bow.. she fell silent as he continued.. telling her that her words were his litany.. his prayers...admitting he was pulling away.. from Jacob.. from his famil.. terrified of being seen for the mistakes he made or was going to make..

that he was flawed.. and that he could never measure up to his Mother.. how perfect she was.. how flawless.. she swallowed hard.. -.. it sucks huh..-spoken quietly-.. never feeling like you quite measure up.. like nothing youl ever do will be right.. a never ending disappointment.. -she sighed.. her forehead pressed to his shoulder.. she never felt good enough for her Father.. no matter how hard she tried.. and she had tried Damn hard.. she'd killed a lot of people.. more than her fair share and it was still not enough.. she so desperately wanted to make him proud.. and yet she would forever be chasing a pipe dream.. a chaos god was not proud of their spawn.. so in that moment.. they had a common ground.. she understood what he meant.. where he was coming from.. she listened when he spoke about how sick she was.. that he had been watching the differences when Bell was up and about versus when she was resting.. that this all needed to stop.. before they both died-.. She's being induced tomorrow morning.. that ought to take some of the weight off.. -.. maybe.. hopefully.. she was so tired of feeling so utterly drained regardless of how much rest she got.. went to be tired.. woke up tired.. he exclaimed he didn't want to live in a world where his heart was split between two people.. before he turned her attention.. drawing out that ring.. she blinked as he slid it onto his finger.. before that pale gaze would lift to find that sea of green.. he was accepting that long requested proposal.. that he was going to change and own up to everything in his life.. to accept what was perfect and what needed work.. that he was going to make mistakes..

he pulled her down to sit upon his lap.. his arms reaching around her shoulders.. she was still quiet.. just.. looking to him there.. perhaps a little awed.. by all of this ..she took his hand.. her fingers curled around his larger palm ..noticing the ring there.. she turned it.. this way and that.. watching as the gemstone glistened just a little.. she never thought she'd see it.. on his hand.. it had been a dream from a very, very long time ago.. pale orbs lifted.. to look to him..before without much warning she released his hand and she embraced him So tightly.. almost causing him to lose balance and topple backwards..-.. Thankyou.. -she whispered into his right ear.. her voice was a little trembled.. a little wavered as a few tears trickled down her cheeks.. she buried it against his shoulder.. - I will do better.. I promise.. I need help.. I..-she began to choke up-..I need So much help..

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He continued to wander those gardens.. just peeking around corners here and there.. trying to keep an eye out for maybe a lantern or some sounds that would give up her location.. but.. nothing as of yet.. he enjoyed the walk though.. it had been some time since he had a moment to just be with his thoughts.. hands sliding down into his pockets.. he could hear arguments though.. faint..catching the breeze from somewhere inside the maze as he wandered past.. he wasn't about to intervene.. it didn't seem violent.. it just sounded like frustration being given voice.. and he knew that there was a lot of quiet brewing issues bubbling under those who resided here right now.. so he pressed on.. a corner.. weaving through a few trees before he could catch a glimpse of someone.. curled up upon the grass.. his head tilting as he approached.. the closer he got the easier it came to him that .. yes it was her.. his lips curled into a smile at just how adorable she looked while she slept..

before she would slowly rouse.. -.. Good evening .. you must have been quite tired.. but.. it was quite a journey to get here.. I am not surprised.. -his arms glided around her.. coming down to rest there about her delicate middle.. he noticed the bruising.. the marks had disappeared.. their kiss was soft and small.. from her side sleep filled.. he chuckled against her lips.. just rubbing his hands against her sides as she rested in close to him-.. mm.. no.. I think thats been rescheduled to the morning.. the lighting i imagine would be an issue.. but I heard whispers that we might be all doing something different this evening.. something to let off a bit of steam.. I saw Nautilous and Thaylan organising it.. or part of it anyway.. I dont know all the details.. so.. you can relax a little.. -his lips brushed against the top of her head-.. Dr Rose is not required.. just yet.. tomorrow though.. I imagine it had the chance to be quite stressful.. so.. you have to promise me you will look after yourself.. whilst you are doing so much for everyone else.. -he did worry that she shared too much of herself at times.. which left her a little empty.. - Sybelle is resting yes in that theatre.. I peeked in there earlier..hooked up to a few million wires.. beeps and chimes.. I dont know.. it's not my thing to understand.. Diovan however.. was not there..-he slid his hand down to cradle hers..giving it a light squeeze- How is your head?.. how is everything going in there?.. when you left me in the hallway you seemed.. whilst with a greater understanding to it.. still well.. it looked like it was still quite a weight upon your shoulders..