To Give You My Name...

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It was no joke when he had been told he’d sleep for a full day. In fact? He had slept for almost two before he finally woke up, feeling incredibly groggy and woolly headed, a head ache throbbing dully at his temples and his mouth felt like he’d been eating cotton balls soaked in alum. Rose was right there on hand though and the first thing she did was have him drink something down, sticky sweet with honey and cinnamon, vanilla and bless her heart some whisky too. It didn’t take too long for the effects to take effect for him, starting with the instant change in the taste of his mouth, followed by the removal of the headache that seemed like it would have easily hung around for a week if it were allowed. The fuzzy headed though, that was better but not entirely, though Rose said that was no side effect. That was just his body being a bit off because he hadn’t eaten in so long… Which made sense. When you don’t have a constant stream of magic flowing into you like a river to sustain you? You gotta go the more mundane route. What… Would they eat here? He hadn’t seen any livestock… Nothing even remotely like that but then he had only been around that smaller house… The guest one they had been staying at? Well he never had to ask for anything and realized he actually hadn’t eaten anything since arriving… Well No Wonder he was so lethargic. His body was going to kick into hibernation if he didn’t do something soon.



Despite Rose’s requests to the contrary he asked for a pen and paper to start to get to work, keeping his mind active while he waited for something to be delivered, some sort of food that he figured had to be palpable… Gia certainly didn’t look starved, her body was prime and beautiful so what ever was down here, well it had to at least be nutritious… And he sincerely hoped it tasted good. He had taught some of the slaves he had saved how to cook surface food but what they had down here likely wasn’t anything like he had shown them how to cook with so chances were there would be none of that going on. It wasn’t long before a bowl of soup was sent up, something hearty and made with fish, the seasoning smelled different but far from bad… If anything it was making his mouth water… And forgetting manners he simply lifted the bowl in one hand and drank the soup down, the other continuing to make notes on the papers Rose had given him, she herself sitting at the desk and making notes on his recover and the like no doubt… He remembered Gia promising to take him and Jacob to the surface so he could adopt Jacob legally, and while it might be something of a slight to his brother the fact was that the two of them had never really bonded, Jacob was his own man and he and Diovan were quite different in regards to temperament and choice of life and how to live it… He and Jacob on the other hand were like glue the moment they met, just an instant connection and it had only gotten stronger, the bonds they forged went a hell of a lot deeper than any sort of blood relation could.



But where to go? Jacob had been born on the surface but there was no actual birth record of him there, no hospital where he had been brought into the world, nothing of the sort. But that lack of information actually meant he could do something… Really rare… Special… But it wouldn’t do to be done in any old city… Jacob meant a hell of a lot more to him than that. Plus he also wanted to do something special for those who would be coming with them… He doubted Rose or Thaylan would stay behind and if they were all coming as a family then they might as well make a day of it. He knew they couldn’t be gone long, the house had grown exponentially with the new slaves that had come along, and while quite a few had to be culled more than two thirds of them were in good standing… Healthy and strong they were just happy to be allowed to live despite nearly all of them bearing the marks of a pox that had ravaged the smaller territory some decades ago. With these new slaves came new obligations, he had to go through them soon to pick out the fighters, those who were worthy to be trained and those who would be more useful as archers and poisoners versus anyone getting directly into the fight itself. He also needed to make sure that they were well behaved and those who weren’t up to snuff would be sold off, the rest who could not fight but were healthy would be made gifts to the house that sheltered them… But until then?



He knew just where he wanted to go, someplace beautiful and special to him, the land of his birth and the place where his own records were stored. He’d take his soon to be wife, husband, son to be and his fiancé up to Egypt. Deep into the heart of the mysterious country and into Cairo, the oldest city there with it’s wealth of beauty and commerce, then take a ride down the Nile to the Library of Alexandria where he knew several book worms in his group would likely be happy as a pig in a sty to stay for a few hours and make their purchases. He wondered… What it would be like to go home again. He hadn’t been there in almost twenty years now, his age was creeping up on him and the time between now and forty was not far off, how much had it changed? But then again… Cairo was not a city of change. It was old, it’s roots set deep in stone, and while the style of dress might switch a bit there was no way the city itself would be so different he wouldn’t feel welcomed as soon as he set foot in the harsh desert sands…



His sadness was that they might have to go at night for Gia… She struggled with the sunlight and always had, and while he felt sure all she needed was a bite, literally… He wasn’t about to force her to do something she wasn’t prepared to do of her own free will. He did hope that she might at least try it though, see if it worked for her as it did her brother, which… They were twins… It made perfect sense that what was good for the Goose was good for the Gander. The bowl he had been supping from was empty and he sat it down on the side, surprised that another was put into his hand by Rose with this look on her face that said ‘eat it or else’, and he had to wonder… If Jacob was ever a bit intimidated by his wife to be sometimes… He knew she sure as hell intimidated him from time to time! Though Gia too and Gods help him if either of them ever found that out… Though looking at Rose his lips curled in a smile though he said nothing, just thanked her for the bowl and continued eating while he jotted things down, and when that page was done he put it to the side and went for another one. This one was a letter to his sweet Gia to let her know how things were with him at the moment. He knew for a fact after watching that Orb that she had her hands full with slaughter for Lloth and he wasn’t about to try and interrupt her if she was busy.



“My Sweetest Matron,



I am awake and feeling much better. Dr. Rose is ensuring I am eating well and have yet to move from my bed until she feels I have eaten enough to replenish what I have lost. The wine here is quite sweet and very different from what I was expecting and the fish stew is delicious though it’s not a water creature I am familiar with… It’s much lighter in flavor than what is found on the surface and the root vegetables in it are quite savory. Overall I am healing very well indeed and I should be able to start looking over the new slaves within a day or two, though I’d like to say three just to make sure I am in fighting condition again should one step out of line. I will show you the mask I plan on wearing so that you will know it is me and there is no funny business around.



That said I would very much like to take a trip to the surface while I rest up a bit more? There is a place very special, very dear to my heart and all I hold sacred, it’s the land of my birth and it’s the place I would like to take us. Since my records are there I can actually claim Jacob as my son without even going through the adoption process which means for all intents and purposes he is my son by blood. It is not uncommon in the land of my birth for things like that to happen and I have to say… I am actually terribly excited to go back and make Jacob my son. I also wanted to make sure we all went as a family because more than just the claiming of Jacob as my son I want us all to have a little vacation. It’s been a rush, getting down there and then finding a suitable friendly territory to settle, for Rose and Jacob to acclimate to a world the complete polar opposite of everything they’ve ever known. Plus you, my sweet succulent, there is something there I want to show you that will make your heart sing… A library full of lore from the entire surface world… All it’s history and knowledge in one place… Beautiful scrolls and tomes, vivid artwork and written languages so beautiful you weep to read them… Food unlike anything you have ever tasted before and a drink called coffee so strong you’ll never forget the taste…



I can’t wait to show you Egypt… My homeland and the place I was raised… That had a hand in the man I am today… Now, I know the issue with sunlight and I want you to know if you wish I am more than happy to offer my neck to you to give it a small test run, but if you prefer one of the new slaves that would work too. Just not Jacob or Rose as their blood isn’t exactly suitable… Tends to make Vampires frenzy or become so infatuated they’re slaves for weeks… But all that aside, do let me know what you think is best and when you might think we can leave. Until then I will be eating and then likely taking a bath to wash off two days of sleep.



I Love You Gia,

Your Shield, Nautilous



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He would ask Rose to send that off for him via magical means while he began to pen the next one, this one a bit shorter as there was not the need to check in so to speak, giving some rather blanket details instead as he knew they could catch up in person face to face.



“My Son,



I hope your acclimating well and that you are being treated kindly. I know as men we are lower on the totem pole but I have also found the stronger your mate the better you are treated, given Rose is the House Doctor I do hope that means you’re getting treated well, but if not? Don’t hesitate to tell me please. I might be in a position similar to yours where I serve Gia but that doesn’t mean I won’t do what I can to ensure you’re happy as you can be here. It’s one hell of an adventure and I can’t tell you how happy my heart was when I was told you were coming down with me. Your my light, my pride and joy, my world would be so much darker without you near by my son.



All mushiness aside I wanted to let you know I’ve asked Gia to take us all up to the surface for a little vacation. Nothing big, just a day and a night, leaving at dusk the following day. We’re going to Egypt since I was born there. I realized on hindsight outside of the books in Arvandor you have no paperwork, there’s no record of your birth or your parents, which means you have no one to claim you… With that in mind I realized I can do more than just adopt you. I can claim you, biologically, as my own son on the surface. In Egypt this is not an uncommon practice what so ever and rather than have your paperwork say I adopted you, it will say I am your blood father, you’ll get to wear my name and in every sense of the word I will be your father.



I have to say I don’t remember the last time I was so happy… Excited even… I feel younger now than I have in a very long time and I can’t wait to show you my home… Take you to all the places I used to run as a child, show you the brothel I was trained at (without Rose tailing because she’d pop a gasket if she knew!) and show you my favorite bars, and then take you to a place I know you’ll love. The great Library of Alexandria where the worlds knowledge is housed for anyone to see. Then the pyramids and all the statues of the great Pharos and their consorts, the half animal gods of the Egyptian religion, and then when it’s really nice and dark? A boat ride on the Nile and a banquet of foods you could never imagine…



I’ll tell Rose to make sure you both have things packed for the trip.



By the way… Did you notice that Rose grew two inches? She’s taller now than she was before! Shocked me when I realized it. She’s still young so I’m not surprised she’s growing. Menzoberranzan seems to suit her, at least enough to help her gain a few inches, why I’m sure by the time her birthday rolls around she’ll be tall enough to actually stand over the table and blow her candles out!



Lovingly,

Your Father.





That one too got sent off before he would shoo Rose off to go pack things up and the like and he? Well he did just what he said. He was going to take a shower. Nothing good about smelling like fever sweats and musty balls.

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She had checked in on him a few times over the days he was resting.. though as the one was turning into two she did get a little worried.. checking in with Rose to make sure all was as it should be.. she wouldn't disturb or get in the way.. she had plenty to do.. networking.. there was a great deal of gossip floating about...the name Navere was not unheard of.. but the new shield master.. the sudden and hard wall of force.. of power.. was new and fascinating.. many of the elder Matrons curiosity was peaked.. it fuelled terror in the minor houses.. knowing it was possible they would become an easy target.. therefore.. bargaining and becoming allied would be their next offer.. she however didn't entertain any of it yet.. she let them all stew on the gossip and Chinese whispers.. the bards were singing heralds about blood and sacrifice.. of goddesses favours and honour.. the masked man who was able to fell not only 2 champions but a dragon and several soldiers before the Matron of the house was gruesomely killed.. oh she heard it.. all of it.. highly tuned hearing picked it up.. and she catalogued every word.. the letter came to her when she was in training.. just privately.. solo to find her center.. she was a very proficient fighter thanks to her Brother.. and would have often trained with him when she was younger.. she wouldn't allow pregnancy to make her soft.. some Matrons hid behind their flock.. their shield masters and patrons.. Whilst yes she would use her soldiers , her stronger men up front she would never run if it came down to it.. she had fought for her life before.. she was not fearful of doing it again.. a smooth slow kata.. clean lines.. fluid archs.. seemingly effortless movements.. the chime of the letter entering the area pulled her from her concentration.. made her draw a breath as she turned to grasp it from its floating position.. settling down to sit she read over the letter with a smile.. it warmed her heart to know he was up .. that he was lucid enough to be able to write.. folding it slowly she slid it down into her satchel.. she moved through the courtyard.. down into one of the libraries where she would settle to write


My darling champion,

Ah! it warms my heart to hear you are doing so much better, you had us all a little concerned as the one day slowly was turning into two. Whilst I had no reservations when it came to the Doctors skills I was realistic in my expectations on how your body would take to that amount of unknown poisons.. still.. I am incredibly thankful you have pulled through love..


You did mention wanting to go to the surface the night of the arena fight, though when I questioned where you wanted to go you drifted off before you had a chance to answer.. to hear that you wish to go back home is an enchanting idea.. Its rather exciting.. a trip to a place Ive only read about.. utterly fascinating.. but are you certain you are up to such a journey?.. It sounds like it could be quite taxing.. With you being unable to use magic I will have to talk with Thaylan on possible routes to take but i am positive there will be a way to get us all there quite safely..


I am thrilled at the idea of you showing me this homeland of yours.. were you were raised.. but yes the sunlight does make me hesitant.. I know your heart is in the right place with such an offer.. and it is something that my Brother has mentioned being the root of what has helped him over time.. but.. I guess.. I remember what happened when you bit me back at the pools.. I dont want to put your body in any distress..not whilst it is healing.. If you are positive that such a thing wont occur.. then.. I guess I am willing to try..

As for when we are able to leave, whenever you are able to be up on on your feet is fine with me. I have finalised everything that was pressing, anything else can wait. All seems to be in order. The rest is up to you my love.. You simply give the word when you are ready.


Missing you,

Your Gia

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.. he hadn't moved from the tents beside the battle arena.. the amount of slaves and soldiers he had to work through was considerable.. sure anyone could cut corners.. go on sight alone but he knew that one misstep could cause a great deal of pain in the future and possibly death.. and with Rose being in the house he did not want that thought to be entertained.. sending quite a few of the slaves to their deaths was a hard call.. he knew damn well deep down these people had skills that could be utilised if they were on the surface.. everyone had a place.. and his duty to life and health was really being tested down here.. still he pushed on.. in the end around a quarter was sent through that first door.. many more than that were able to move on.. bigger and better things.. the letter came as a surprise.. something he was certainly not expecting..settling in to read it as he wiped his charcoal covered fingers down against the sides of his slacks-

Nautilous,

All is as well as can be expected, it's certainly been a huge change but its not anything that I cant handle. just.. different. It will take a little getting used to, but I am pleased to see that Rose is doing as well as she is. She's in her element down here, its experience she wont get anywhere else, and it will further her future career greatly.. of that I am thankful.


I was certainly surprised to see you are wanting to head back to the surface so quickly , a vacation to Egypt sounds rather magical, its not a place I have had a lot to do with in my life thus far. You are correct, outside of the records in Arvandor there is very little reference to me, the circumstances that surrounded my birth were .. cloudy at best.. the idea of you being able to claim me as a biological son is quite fanciful, not something I realised was even possible. I am proud to call you my Father, I will be till the day I take my final breath, I am honoured you would go to such trouble for me. I am gracious and humbled, and am looking forward to this journey.
I caution you though, to tread with care.. for my Mother is still living and whilst there might not be any record of her being that, we both know.. that is the case.. and unlike your Brother, my Mother has in the time she was able attempted to bridge the gap, and without raining on such a beautiful parade .. in such a short amount of time has lost a great deal. I fear I have been the only one to send contact to check on her, something to think about.. perhaps.


On a lighter note it pleases me a great deal to see you smiling, it really does.. you appear lighter on your feet, as if a weight has been lifted from your shoulders. I am looking forward to seeing this home of yours, to learning about the man I will be officially calling my Father. But yes lets not mention the brothel to Rose.. haha I fear there would be a war of words between the Matron and her Doctor should the Shield Master suddenly be without layers of his skin..


Simply send word when you are ready to go, I have not noticed her height change no.. peculiar indeed.. I have been dealing with the new members of the House.. its long hours.. but someone has to do it..


Do rest , you took quite a beating.

Talk to you very soon

-Jacob

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He couldn’t’ help the smile that graced his lips when he got her letter back. He had expected to be waiting an hour or two for a reply but getting one so soon? It made him feel like he really was on her mind quite a bit… It… Made him feel… Warm… Like something new and soft inside… Unusual and unknown but something he relished like a sweet treat when one is on a diet. Her care, the compassion in the letter, just knowing that despite how busy she must have been she took the time aside to write him that letter… It was beautiful to him even if others might see it as a bit simple.

“My Sweetest Matron,

While I lack the magic I once had at my disposal I am still quite a bit hard to kill. Some might even refer to me as a bit of a cockroach and while I admit I am not fond of the animal one can’t say that it isn’t the king of adaptability and survivability. I promise you it will take a whole lot more than some dirty tricks to take me from you. Though I will tell you not to worry about me? It felt incredibly good to know even with everything on your plate you spared some moments to think about me. I have to say, a man might get used to being so loved, it’s really rather quite the amazing feeling.

At times I just need a bit more sleep that’s all. Worry on the times when I am in a fight and I do not sleep after. Though I do apologize for falling asleep on you, I couldn’t keep my eyes open a moment longer regardless of my best efforts, and I did truly try.

I do feel up to it yes, it won’t be like before where I’m spinning magic and pushing myself, this will be far more relaxed… It’s a very intimate time together for all of us which means far less pomp and circumstance. We’ll be going nice and relaxed, no need to rush anything so I feel very capable and able to take this trip, though you do make a very valid point that a different means of travel might be needed. When my magic was available to me, I used to simply fold time and space together like one folds a cloth and jump from one location to another simply my stepping over the wrinkle I made. I’d simply release it later though I don’t know if anyone outside of Jacob could possibly pull it off now. Rose is far too untrained and Thaylan does not have the magical reserves. In leu of that perhaps, given I performed the first trial, Llolth might be willing to allow me to use the webways… Given we are simply going between her realm and the surface there shouldn’t be any… Interference…

As for the bite, if you bite me sweetheart it’s a very, very different reaction. When I take in your blood it does just what you saw, it puts me into a state of rigor mortis, but that only occurs if I taste your blood. If you bite me the effect is very different indeed. A Vampire and in your case, a Dhampire, the bite is very pleasurable. It would be pointless to be a predator and have your prey fight and resist, you’d spill far too much blood and draw too much attention, making it difficult as well. Every predator blends in and that my love, includes you and what you are, everything about you and your hybrid state is intended to be perfection.

The worst thing that might happen is I will need a few sugary treats to balance me out. I will be just fine and we can lose nothing if we try. On a high note too I’ve been told my blood tastes quite good so at the very least I can promise you it won’t be something unpalatable. I think after we test this theory out of you being able to see and exist in the sun much better after you bite me we can go. If we time this right we might be able to get two days and a night in before we return. There are So many things I want to show you, that I want you to experience, to see… The smell of the loam rich Nile, dates on the wind, cheeky monkeys chittering in the trees… The large herons and cranes with their stick legs on the banks as they wade for fish… I want to show you the bright river of the nile flowers in the shades of blue pink and white, vibrant and sweet smelling, beautiful like firework shaped pom poms of blossoms…

I also want to feed you some of the delicacies there, I want to dress you in sand silks and the finest linen you could ever imagine, I want to drape your neck in exotic gemstones in the style of my home… I want you to watch how our women dance, the songs we sing and the languages that roll off our tongues, the types of perfume in every scent you could imagine and dream of… I want to feed you naan bread and hummus, I want to see your face light up when you try the delicious delicacies of honey drizzled rabbit, flesh so tender it just falls off the bone… I want to take you into the desert as it chills and watch your breath fog on the air as a billion stars come out to shine, I want to dance with you under the moonlight, to see you swim in hidden oasis where none but the sly jackal and feisty fennec fox know of…

You’re the reason I’ve lived up to this point… My whole life, every step, every heart ache and sorrow, every triumph… It was all leading up to the day I got to meet you… To have fallen in love with you… And falling a bit more every time I’m around you… I want to show you all these beautiful things because I see them all over again… Every time I see you.

Ever Yours,
Nautilous…



When he had gotten Jacob’s letter though a few parts of it stung a little but not because it was cruel or unfair… Rather it was because he was entirely right and he hadn’t thought for a moment that what he had done? Was not only selfish and hurtful but had cut the ties that Sydel had been trying to make anew… He knew… More than anyone else perhaps… What he had done and the ripples that had spread out from it. He knew EXACTLY the cause of his actions and while it had lead him to much happier days… He had also done it in almost fevered, desperate hopes that it would be the same for her, that Sydel would get the chance she always should have had… But those words… They were fair… And he knew he might want to perhaps… Try to bridge a gap… Though he had no idea if or when it was the right time to even try. He wanted things between he and Sydel to be on friendly terms or at the very least amicable, he had done what he could to ensure they had an income and would be comfortable without knowing where it came from, sent through so many loops and hoops that it would be impossible to trace back to him…

Was there? Was there ever? Ever a right time to make that first step? If he made one now he was afraid he’d only hurt her… He might ask Gia about that in the end though, they both had Sydel between them and they could talk about her openly and honestly, something he was far more than a little grateful for…

“My Dear Son,

You are not wrong, Rose seems to have a knack for creating first time moments, doesn’t she? She is certainly blossoming and it’s good to see her out from under the clutches of the gods that made her their play thing. Here she has more freedom to settle into her skin as well as further her own knowledge and skills… But remember that every relationship is about give and take… While you are giving her much so she can prosper and flourish don’t forget that you need to ask for the same. Don’t be shy or silent if you need something, take it from someone to learned that far too late in the game, it is always better to ask for what you need than to silently wait for it. There is never a guarantee that you will get it if you don’t speak up…

I wanted to take the trip back so that I could formally adopt you before Gia and I marry. I wanted to ask you to be my best man at the ceremony and bear witness to it so that you would have every right to be there as my son and my heir. As for the intricacies of it, it’s far more common in Egypt than anywhere else, the royal family tended to do it on the sly when a son or a child in general could not be produced. It’s not entirely common but not rare either, and luckily I happen to still have some ties in my homeland where we can have this done, to finally be able to make you my son as you have always been in my heart…

The caution is wise though and I thank you for it. I can not say that it is easy to admit, it is a bitter pill to swallow but you’re not wrong, though I do want to say that I never intended to leave your mother off of it. She is your mother and she forever will be, all I will be doing is supplanting my brothers name with my own, so to speak. Though do not think that you are raining on a parade, you are simply bring a bit of truth to it which is not bad. I honestly wanted to check in on her several times but… Given what had happened I do not know when there is a right time or how to go about it. I made the cut as swift and clean as I could to spare her to pain of watching it die slowly and be dragged out for months. I truly believe she can have a bright, happy future with Diovan, those two were always meant to be since they were children. I was the one that that put a wrench in it… In removing myself I also hope I took the wrench with it and the gears of love and fate can turn as they were always meant to.

Now! As to that brothel oh my dear boy! It is not that she would flay me for taking you. It’s because I would not take her! She knows all about it, she’s read my biographies and she knows more about my past than almost anyone next to myself, if she got to go into it? She’d end up gushing and going into a complete and utter state of nerdy bliss and that would have the patrons wondering just what sort of peyote she was taking. No this is something better left for you and I so that you can… Learn a few things?

I really am happier though, perhaps the one time in my whole life I can say that I don’t carry the weight of the world on my shoulders, I’m not wrapped in the chains and sins of my past like a sinking ship. I never thought of it until it was suddenly gone and I realized that I had been doing such for… Decades… I hope you never know what that feels like and I sincerely hope that no one else does either. But that said we will be heading out very soon indeed and I’ll send Rose ahead to collect you and the like. I know how busy you must be and I know… It’s not hard. This is not what you feel is right in your soul and it hurts… I know it does… But if I can shed a little light for you?... This land… Its resources are limited… For every ill, old, and frail person you dispatch you are saving a mother with a baby in her belly… A child… A young man falling in love for the first time… A bride on her wedding night… While it might seem… Archaic… There is a balance here… The people live freely and openly and no one starves because of this balance you are helping to maintain… It wont make it go away but… Hopefully this knowledge helps make the load… A little lighter…

Yours,
Nautilous

Ps: I had a fish stew today that was delicious and now I am calling the damn thing a Dheet Dheet fish… I don’t even know if the fish has a name but now it’s fully formed in my head and I feel like a child with an imaginary friend… Dheet Dheet… Only I would think of something so amusing…
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soon after the words were written, the letter sent off to that chamber room she returned to her Kata, keeping her movements smooth as silk, slicing through the air as though her arms were sharp as blades.. her legs with the strength of tree trunks.. it was enough to draw sweat.. and yet at the same time centre and calm the heart and mind.. she wouldn't crowd him whilst he was resting.. whilst he was recuperating.. for his own benefit.. for the House.. and because she just really wanted him back up and on his feet as soon as was possible ..she missed him.. and it had only really been a couple of days..she had settled back into the library to pen a few further letters when his return came swift ..she was most certainly surprised and quite pleased to see it.. they would find a way to get to this home of his.. wether it be by the magical means of young Jacob.. or.. if goddess willing a bit of favour from their saviour granting them travel through the webways with him..the Arena display and then the sacrifice.. well she had hopes.. she was cautiously optimistic.. learning about the bite she was intrigued..

it was something she did not know a lot about.. she never had a reason to look into Vampires.. not until recently.. but .. if this would give her a chance to experience what everyone else takes for granted.. such little things like being outside during the daytime.. the feeling of the warmth on the skin.. the heat.. of sunsets and sun rise.. how different the world must look when its light.. flowers opening.. not closed up.. the different types of animals and even things like insects that only come out at certain times.. its quite difficult to see something like a butterfly or a ladybird at night.. its why she became as well read as she was.. a fascination in all things.. especially those she couldn't readilly experience.. it was an exciting thought.. it even brought about a bundle of nerves she wasn't expecting.. but.. she wasn't fearful.. it would be incredibly disappointing if it didn't work.. but at least she could say she tried.. she would pull a sheet of paper forward..


N

Tonight.


i miss you

G

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..it was simple.. it didn't need to be explained.. folding the paper over a few times.. sealing it and sending it on its way.. before she would turn back to the papers she was working on.. it was less letter writing and more answering invitations in the negative.. or simply leaving mid ground houses walking on egg shells unsure at just how this House was going to interact.. would it be with War or Peace.. she left the library after a few further hours.. making sure to converse with the current houses staff and Matron about their future movements, checking that everything was in order though Thaylan had done his job perfectly in making sure this was done before she even had to ask.. the House they were residing in was incredibly grateful for the extra men, the riches and spoils from the fallen one.. and the general mood lifting celebration.. it just helped Everyone..the day wore on.. moving smoothly into what would be classed as the early evening hours.. she would wait until she was told that Rose had left his chambers.. that everything was given the ok.. like sure he should be eating more but she figured that mostly came down to his stubborn ass and possibly the food on offer.. it could be quite the culture shock.. she slipped into the bedroom.. closing the door quietly behind her.. the smell of healing incense still burning.. the notes upon the desk alerting her to the fact that he was well and truly on the mend.. her ruby red robe still there upon the bed..

but he was not there.. her gaze shifted to the sound of running water.. the scent of root vegetables, hybiscuis, oils and vinegar.. someone was dying their hair.. the heels upon her feet clicked across the polished board as she approached the steam filled room.. catching a glimpse of two figures inside.. one being him half beneath the stream of heated water with his head down.. hair spilled forward.. and the second, one of the drow slaves who was fixing the dye to his strands.. she ushered the figure away with a smile.. a nod of her head as she took the bowl and placed it down.. he might notice her shoes coming into his line of sight first.. those red soled black shiny heels.. far to high to be comfortable for the average woman.. though if not.. perhaps the feeling of her fingers in his hair.. drawing the dye forward with a knowing expertise.. -.. It is So good to see you out of bed love.. -she would speak softly.. twisting the hair this way.. and then back.. making sure every strand was coated.. though she added more oil to the mixture.. whilst the previous one would have worked.. if he wanted it to be as soft as hers.. well.. she had her own secrets-..

Rose tells me you are doing incredibly well.. -gliding the colour through down to his hairline at the back of his neck.. making sure the crown was covered.. before she would reach for the thin bandana styled length of fabric.. tying it up.. so the dye wouldn't trickle or bleed.. it wouldn't take long to process at all.. his hair was usually so light.. she tilted his head up.. a few fingers beneath his chin so he could look to her standing before him.. wearing silver.. a metallic beaded halter.. a full length skirt.. contrasting against her darker skin..-.. How are you feeling?.. -she'd enquire.. concern in her garnet coloured gaze as she slid her hands back down the sides of his neck.. settling upon his shoulders where she would rub.. massaging what oil she had left upon her hands down into his skin.. - Im looking forward to this adventure with you.. Though from your letter it sounds like Ill be spoilt for experiences.. -she leant in.. pressing her lips to his forehead-.. When we get home.. and we are settled.. Ill have to repay you.. show you some of the places I know.. some of the places from when I was younger.. you know.. back in the dark ages of man.. -she shot him a wink-

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He was getting a little run down, but he pushed through it.. the sheer amount of slaves and soldiers he had to check on was quite vast.. and even the thought that this was a small house compared to some they would come across.. well that stressed him out a little.. he was going to need help in the future.. and hopefully once they were properly settled he could obtain it.. but for right now he would just keep going.. he had a job.. he was not going to fail it.. the letters from Nautilous were a surprise.. a welcome one at that.. hearing that they would be travelling back up to the surface soon was a pleasing thought.. get a bit more sunshine.. some food that he recognised.. and a bit of time to rest and recuperate himself.. the library though.. that sounded fantastic and something he was most definitely looking forward to.. he finished off the final ten soldiers.. for the most part they were in good health, some were a little malnourished but that was easily fixed.. with the lack of sunlight he was sure there was be deficiencies in certain minerals and vitamins but they were clearly getting them from the food they consumed.. realistically the soldiers and people down here.. the ones that werent old or sick .. well they were in better health than some of the people he looked after on the surface.. it surprised him.. it really did..

but thankfully he was able to close his books.. his bag.. and the door.. offering a bow of his head to those that remained.. those few who were making sure everyone was comfortable.. or heading off to celebrate the big win.. he.. well he just needed a hot shower.. some food and bed.. he was tired..and coated in ash, soot and blood .. he made his way back to the grand house.. removing his shoes when he went to enter.. not wishing to leave prints in his wake.. he was offered help and graciously declined it.. up the stairs.. placing his boots down beside the door he would make his way inside.. pinching the bridge of his nose.. a tension headache circling the back of his head.. he caught a glimpse of her seated there at the desk and he smiled.. the sight of her alone would always warm his heart.. -.. Good evening angel.. -he would call out to her.. though his voice was a little tired.. quiet.. he placed his bag down upon the chair.. reaching up to remove his overcoat.. loosening his tie-.. I would give you the biggest hug right now but I really just need to shower first.. I have god knows what on my clothing.. -he laughed a little.. rubbing his hands down against his usually white shirt.. -.. and I dont want to one get you dirty.. and two even risk that there's something on this fabric that could make you sick in your condition.. So.. give me a few moments.. to get cleaned up.. and Ill give you the biggest hug Ever .. i mean it.. Ever.. because I have missed your face greatly..

-he had been around men for the past two days.. the softness of a woman.. especially his sweetheart was greatly desired.. -.. Tell me.. about everything you have been up to?.. Im hearing very good things..I want to hear all the news.. everything I have missed.. Has Nautilous told you about the trip to Egypt?. -he moved toward the bathroom off to the side there.. peeling out of his shirt.. his slacks.. the water running hot with steam clouds floating about-

[BadInfluence]

Tonight huh? He would be lying if he wasn’t incredibly excited about the prospect of the entire thing. Worse case? Well his neck would be sore and she’d be a bit drugged and happy. Best case? His neck might be a little sore but she’d be able to see the world through the eyes of anyone who was not Drow. He wanted to show her what sort of a rainbow flowers could come in, the vibrancy of some and the shy pastel hues of others, the vivid hues of orange and yellow pollen and the fat bumble and honey bees… The shocking color patterns on a butterfly or the jeweled tones of the dragon fly that were a dime a dozen on the banks… The soft glow of fireflies at dusk…The simple moth and the charming ladybird, the stealthy speed of the flamboyant hummingbird or the gaudy blues of the king fisher, the softer colors of dune pigeons and sparrows… The world above… It more than just had color… It WAS color… In every single beautiful spectrum that existed.

Folding up her letter he placed it in the box which he kept with mementos from her, letters and the ribbon from his arm in this fight, a strand of her beautiful hair… Little things that to him? Were precious beyond cost. He’d then go to the shower to get himself cleaned up thoroughly and get a new hair dye put in. The more he changed his hair the better off he was at throwing everyone for a loop when he entered the arena. Different clothes, different styles, different masks and different hair… They’d think that the Navere house had a good couple dozen of shield masters or at least they would wonder which was what mattered most right now. Ensuring Gia was safe was his top priority and keeping her enemies confused and off center was the best way to do that.

In the shower he relaxed under the nice hot water as his hair was tended to, today it was shades of blue that were almost back with shocking streaks of cobalt, electric blue, robins egg and the softest shade it was almost white. Luckily for him his hair was naturally light blond so he could do all of this without having to bleach it as Jacob would if he were to try this. AS they tended he allowed his mind to wander over the language there, his recollection of the language was fluid but it had been a long time, things might have evolved… He certainly wasn’t up to date with the slang so he’d hope to avoid any of that if possible. He was also thinking of where he would put Rose and Jacob for the night, someplace beautiful and romantic, somewhere they could bond and reconnect without interruptions… He remembered a place on the Nile where it opened into the sea, there was an old lighthouse there that had been abandoned when a newer, better one had been built in a far more serviceable location… He thought that the two of them could sit on the top and enjoy the cool night air, watching that big light spin round and round as it lead ships to a safer shore, listening to the sounds of the sailors singing in the romantic tongue of their homelands…

It was with those thoughts in his mind that he picked up on the different hands in his hair, the smells of the dye and the steam of the water had dulled her perfume so he hadn’t caught it right way, but even so? Those shoes? Dead give away. He couldn’t help the smile as je reached out to draw a heart over her hip where he could reach given his position. “It feels good to get out. I hate using a bedpan it’s so humbling.” He said with a warmth to his voice. “Rose would prefer I ate more but I think we’re all learning to adjust to the different diet here. So far the fish soup was my favorite. I call it Dheet Dheet soup since no one could give me the name of the creature in it. For some reason the name stuck in my head and it’s a bit of a tickle… Like a silly inside joke that makes you laugh at nothing at all.” He appreciated her extra attention and care though. While he had changed and outgrown some of his more flamboyant habits? He sure as SHIT was not about to let his hair or skin get rough, some things were just engraved in the mind so deep you couldn’t live without it. “I’m feeling much better now that I have gotten to see your beautiful face. You’re more beautiful than any sunrise and that top is ravishing on you. I’d watch out or Rose might try to sneak it off and beg forgiveness later.” Spoken with a chuckle and a wink as he got out of the water and when she started to rub his shoulders? He sagged against the wall with a very deep, very appreciative moan. “Uuuuuung…. Your hands feel way too good woman… Whats this one… It’s not the Neroli oil… It’s covering up the normal scent of licorice you wear…” He said as he enjoyed the rub down thoroughly before he’d reach up and pull her into his arms, soaking wet or not he could care less right now, hugging her tight as he lifted her off the ground a bit and kissed her soft and warm… Something so gentle… So sweet… Like a lovers whisper…

When the kiss broke he’d set her down gently and nodded his head with quite the smile. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you asked to spend another day and I’d be completely amendable to it. Given the slaughter of the weaker stock Achkinnal will actually be heading toward us so we can take a little more time to explore the world above, that is if you are so inclined sweetheart, while it’s beautiful it’s certainly not for everyone.” Just like how Arvandor wasn’t for everyone, or Menzoberranzan it was all about what worked for you, what really tickled your fantasy. “I’d love to explore some of these places, Caves are magical in and of their own right and the ones down here, well even more so… I want to see what natural shapes form there and what sort of magic that is all Menzoberranzan.” It was an adventure that he was all too happy to go on without a doubt. What beautiful things lay in wait for them? “Though if you keep talking dirty like that I might forget my manners and spank you. Dark ages, my dear Matron you have aged like an exceptionally fine whisky, you’re not only getting better with age but stronger too.” He said as he leaned in and gave her a warm kiss to the cheek before he’d link his fingers with her and walk her out of the bathroom.

“I was going over some of the information I have and it looks like if we really want to throw the other houses into chaos we should hit one of the bigger ones next. Llolth has given me a list of the houses I am to destroy but she never gave an order. If we hit a large one soon we can catch them before they are prepared, it gives us a larger advantage, it makes them rush to get things done and rushing often leads to sloppiness.” He said as he showed her the list he had been given after the run in down in the webways. It wasn’t long… But it wasn’t short either… Though if she was well informed she could see that there were houses picked through all the ranks, no single group was left without a culling, and the reasons for it? All listed there… She could help him pick and chose and she’d be much more informed on the houses than he would so he could go in with more information than those he would be fighting. “If we handle this now that means when we go back we can just enjoy it and have fun knowing everything is settled and just waiting for us to make our next move. Here… Look it over while I got rinse this dye out… And if you can… Draw a bit of blood from your thumb and see if your canines elongate… If they do then you’re hungry and chances are this will work for you as it does Thaylan…” He’d kiss her cheek once more before he’d duck back into the bathroom to rinse his hair out and let it dry.

By the time he was coming back he had a towel draped idly about his hips and one across his shoulders as he went to meet up with her and if she had been able to draw blood? He’d move to lay on the bed and get comfortable enough so that she had room to bite him where ever she chose and they’d not have to worry about either of them being uncomfortable regardless of what came next. “Don’t be worried if you can’t ok?... There are other things we can do but I promise I’ll show you the sun and all the colors of the rainbow…”

[BadInfluence]

Things were different down here for sure, and while she was lucky in the fact that she didn’t have to do the type of work that Jacob did, that wasn’t to say her job was cushy. Yes, it could be worse but it was definitely always busy it seemed since they had got down here, but in the end? She liked it. Sure it was new, different, even a little crazy but that was what made it so good. She didn’t have the ghosts of her past lingering here and while she wasn’t fitting in at least this time it was because of her skin color and not because people thought she was weird or sleeping her way up the ladder so to speak. Here? She was judged by her skin yes, but more than that? She was judged by what she could Do. Gia got her check up in the morning, something very casual, just ensuring that she was in good health and her pregnancy was advancing as per normal. But after that? She lent her favors to the house they were staying at as an act of good faith and comradery and this house, while still strong and in good standing, the Matron was old… Frail… Her daughters waiting for her to draw her final breath before the eldest of them would become the next Matron, but until that point she was often at the woman’s side, administering medications and vitamins along with helping her with her arthritis and hip pain.

From there she was looking after the higher up slaves, the females who were at the top of the food chain for their placements, ensuring that they were healthy and that nothing was going on to keep them from conceiving. THAT was a new thing for her, seeing a group of people who didn’t get knocked up at ceremonies but rather simply enjoyed sex for what it was, an incredibly pleasurable act. It was open here… Freeing for her in a way and in more sense than just their open mindedness as a people… She couldn’t hear Hanali or Slaanesh or Silvanus… For the first time in… Her whole life… There was just quiet… Peace… When she slept? She actually SLEPT… She woke up feeling so very restored and refreshed, ready to seize the day and take it for all it was worth, no matter how hard it might get she was happy…

That didn’t mean she wasn’t worried about Jacob though… She’d heard… About the culling of the flock and Jacob was not one to so casually disregard life… He was the man who wanted to save Everyone, even the most lost, black hearted wretch who slummed the gutters of the dregs of society… She knew it wasn’t easy for him but she didn’t know how to help. She couldn’t stop him from his work because he had to do something… She could have handled the culling as the doctor and Jacob could have stayed out of it but he needed a goal… Something to keep him busy or all the old ghosts of the past would come floating up from the cracks like a mist to drag him down. She wanted to spare him the pain but she was at a loss… When Nautilous told her about his desire to go back to the surface she was on it like a rash. The break? Couldn’t have come at a better time. After having to kill so many this change of pace, a chance to feel the sun again, to smell the air and see the birds and the blue sky… It would do wonders to help Jacob slide off the weight the act had caused him to carry and that was all she wanted for him…To be free of guilt or anything negative…

Hearing him come into the room she lit up like a Christmas tree just for him, bright eyes and a brighter smile for him as she tucked a few more private pages to the bottom of the stack before she’d get up and come to meet him. “Hey there my big papa bear I hope remembered to eat today.” She said with a warm teasing hue to her voice, she knew he had a habit of forgetting to eat, so did she when things got intense… And the new diet here… Took some adjusting to. It was, outside of the fish portion of a meal, consisting of various fungus and mosses… The flavor was good yes but the texture… That… That was going to take a LOT of adjusting to… It was like… Eating a sea slug or a sponge… Just… Very odd… When he said he was dirty and he didn’t want to contaminate her in her condition she made a spluttering sound and came across the room regardless and planted a sweet kiss on his lips, though for the wellbeing of his mind she made sure she did keep a bit of distance between them for all that, stepping back when she was done and just smiling at him. “And we appreciate your concern there papa bear but keep in mind that I need at LEAST three kisses a day for my health you know. I’m running on a deficit now!” Like him? She had missed him like CRAZY and she barely slept at all without him in the bed beside her.

“Go get cleaned up, better yet love you aught to take a shower and I’ll keep you company, I’ll even wash your back if you ask really nicely.” The teasing was there, rich and warm in her voice, knowing he was worn thin and she wanted nothing more in the moment to help lift him up out of that puddle he was standing in. She followed along behind him, a nice, big super soft and fluffy towel in her arms that she cast a gentle warming spell on so that when it was wrapped about him when he was done? Would be it’s own little slice of heaven. She settled atop of the counter as she kept the towel warm while he’d start to get ready to pop into the shower. “Yes he did because he knew if he wasn’t well enough to go Gia would kill him, then I’d revive him, only to kick his ass for being an idiot.” And that would just be the start of it too. She knew Gia would have him soundly scolded because she just… Got that vibe off of their relationship. Nautilous found someone who was as strong as he was, but who could also be soft, warm and loving… She didn’t think what he had done with Sydel was even remotely right but she also knew sometimes it doesn’t matter how hard you try you can’t always keep a sinking ship floating… No matter how hard you bail the water out.

“You have heard things have you? I do wonder which!” And there were quite a lot of things going on indeed. “Was it about the Matron’s youngest grandson who grabbed my butt and declared he was going to marry me?” She said with a laugh and a shake of her head. Oh he was a cute little devil, a prolific flirt and just adorable enough to get away with it, which was why she didn’t swat his hand for copping a feel. “Or how about the time I was busy cross referencing data and one of the Priestess snuck up on me and scared me so bad I literally spilled ink all over my lap so it looked like I peed myself for the better part of a day?” A lot of funny things had happened to her and while she could tell him about how much she was praised for her skill and her hard work, she knew damn well if the sexes were reversed it would have been Jacob, should have been… But instead? She’d much rather just lift his mood, his spirits with her funny little dits that seemed to happen to her down here, amusing little anecdotes of her day to day. “Then there was the time that one of those same grandchildren decided to put a whoppy cushion under my chair when I sat to look after the house Matron… I was MORTIFIED as she grabbed my hand and patted the back of it and said she understood, sometimes you simply have to break wind and that she didn’t hold it against me at all… If I knew which one of that set of triplets who did it? I’d have them holding them bums as they farted bubbles believe you me! Almost has me worried about what sort of a little hellion your son will be. I can see it now… Tons of farts, weird animals in the house, frogs in the kettle and tadpoles in teacups, bubble gum under tables and mud tracked all through the house and then… Right before I feel like I am just going to feed him to a Drider, he’s going to give me a big hug, tell me he loves me and that I’m pretty… I’m so glad I’m a blond and I’ll go to silver nicely…” And that would likely give him a little dream too… Something to lighten his spirits the rest of the way up.

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she had slipped into that bathroom unannounced.. taking over from the slaves that were helping him tend to his hair.. his fingers drawing that heart upon her hip made her smile.. it just felt so good to be close to him.. it just felt right.. -.. We cant have you confined to the bed.. well.. not all the time anyway.. -she laughed a little.. listening as he spoke about Rose and the food.. this fish he had given a name-.. Dheet Dheet.. -she nodded rather impressed-.. Now thats adorable.. I like it.. -she chuckled.. the name just brought about smiles.. it was silly and cute.. and it just fit perfectly-.. I just might have to add that one to my vocabulary..-he surprised her often.. with things like this.. he was Just so different to anyone she had ever met.. she made sure to take extra good care of his hair.. as she would her own.. she prided herself in her colouring.. and had perfected it over the years.. she laughed when he mentioned Rose stealing the top she was wearing-.. mmhmm.. well I am so happy to hear you are feeling much better.. Ill admit to not liking it very much seeing you down like that.. whilst I understand.. deep down that its not something we will be able to avoid..I doubt I will ever come to like it. -she tied his hair up with that wrap.. making sure it was all contained and away from his face.. before she would rub what was left of that oil across his shoulders..hearing his appreciative moan as she worked along the curve of his shoulder.. the sides of his neck.. -.. mmhmm.. well you're all knotted up.. one of these days Ill have to do this properly.. not just your shoulders.. This ones not Neroli no.. though Im still looking forward to the one you mentioned that night.. the better blend you had to share.. this one is Argan .. its incredibly good for your hair.. it will make it smooth and silky.. but the other benefits are its edible..

-she leant in to press her lips to the smooth oiled skin-.. so its very versatile on a lot of levels.. -he pulled her up into his arms.. her own reached around him.. not one caring that he was soaking wet pressing against her.. his warmth was soothing.. calming.. she held him tightly.. the kiss was sweet and soft.. appreciated.. So very needed after being apart for a few days.. goddess forbid they get separated for any great length of time.. the pair of them would probably go crazy.. her heels soon pressed to the ground one more.. a smile there about her lips as the two of them moved back into the bedroom.. he spoke a little more on this place.. this area he grew up in and how much she was going to enjoy it- There is a lot of magic down here.. lots of hidden gems.. and I have no doubt plenty of places that I havent even explored myself.. I really look forward to doing that with you.. adventuring.. whilst also knowing the roots of home are not too far away.. -her fingers curled around his.. giving a light squeeze.. she couldn't help the laughter that fell forth when he threatened to spank her for bringing up her age.. she nodded her head slowly-.. Thanks to you my love.. I am feeling stronger than I have ever felt.. I am optimistic for my future.. for our shared futures.. and its because of you.. -she reached up to cradle his cheek.. her garnet gaze lifting to linger upon that solitary blue before he moved to pick up this list he had been given.. she settled to sit there.. a curious look upon her features..

she recognised each of the Houses listed.. she knew them well.. some more than others..-.. Wow.. -she rubbed her lips together.. dragging a nail down the page..the number was not large.. but some of the names there were not on completely different levels than say the House they just overthrew-.. Thats quite substantial.. I mean I can see why she wants this done.. each with their own reasoning .. But are you sure you will be up to a larger battle so quickly?.. -she tilted her head.. -.. Will you have time to train the soldiers as your back up should it be required.. and of course when it comes time to raiding at succession.. Dont get me wrong love.. I do not doubt your abilities At all.. I mean I got to see first hand a taste of what you can do and its.. Incredibly impressive.. -she glanced back down to the paper..taking a breath-.. Ok.. I trust you.. and I trust Thaylan.. -she smiled nodding her head-.. If you both think we are prepared to do this.. then I will go right along with you.. -she pointed to the name mid way down the list-.. House Faen Tlabbar, its not the largest.. but a good five times the size of the house we just overthrew.. They are South from here.. walled up in castle like structures.. easier to access from above.. but.. they are fanatics.. they are likely to use bombs and cross bows.. ranged attacks.. and traps.. they tend to fight when high on psycho-actives.. euphoria and anger.. fear is rare unless you catch them coming down.. -she folded the paper and handed it back to him-.. You two men decide..and let me know.. You have my support..I trust your judgement...defeating this House would send all kinds of ripples.

-she watched as he moved to head back toward the Bathroom.. nodding as he asked her to draw blood from her thumb.. she rubbed her fingers together.. to find out if she was hungry.. a concept.. that was both familiar and foreign at the same time..-have you done this before?.. -she'd question.. unsure if he had been bitten by a vampire.. full blooded or not.. maybe he was an old hand at it?.. she really couldn't be sure..he had mentioned someone telling him his blood tasted good.. she figured he was referring to Sydel.. knowing of her preferred liquid diet.. but that wasn't quite the same..especially given with the ivory haired nymph he tore his skin for her to drink.. in this case she would be piercing his..-.. As long as you guide me..I feel a bit out of my depth here..-. the piercing of the thumb was swift and pretty painless.. the sensation that echoed after that though was.. new and also not.. it was something she'd felt before.. dragging her tongue across those elongated canines , feeling them pressing against her lips.. it was a little odd.. she glanced toward him as he re-entered the room.. towel around his waist.. hanging loose about his shoulders..- That colour looks really very good on you.. - her hand pressed to his bare stomach as he stood before her.. he smelt good..like really good.. enough that it made her lids half close.. watching as he moved to settle into the bed.. turning to glance toward him before she twisted around.. -.. can you sit up for me? -she asked quietly.. reaching to slide his pillow behind his back as she guided him to sit against the headboard.. hiking that skirt up a little.. just above the knee before she straddled his lap.. settling to sit upon it as they were soon face to face..

her hands would rise.. sliding up over his shoulders.. the sides of his neck.. reaching to cradle his cheeks.. that strong jawline as she leant in to press her forehead to his-.. are you sure you want to do this?.. -she'd question.. pressing her lips to the corner of his as she trailed those same kisses down along his warmed sweetly scented skin.. she would wait for his answer.. his agreeing ..she could taste the oil upon his skin.. the scent of the soap.. the sandalwood.. and that distinct attractive scent when she hovered over that artery.. That was new..it wasn't all encompassing.. it wasn't like it grabbed her with a stranglehold.. it was akin to someone walking past you wearing a favoured cologne.. enough to turn your head.. a kiss was pressed.. warm and wet...before he would feel that unmistakable sting.. his flesh pierced by those incredibly sharp teeth...he would have to guide her.. she would not likely know when to pull back unless it tasted ghastly but the likelihood of that was slim to nil-

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Hearing her voice as he entered the room was a godsend.. it was just what he needed to lift his spirits and it made him smile.. she had that effect.. it was calming.. soothing.. just by being close to her.. thats all he needed.. everything else he could easily leave at the door.. never.. Ever would he bring his work home.. he chuckled when she asked if he had eaten today.. he held his hands up in defeat-.. guilty Im afraid.. no, I have not had the chance.. I just wanted to get things wrapped up as quickly as I could so I pushed through it.. -he removed his overcoat.. tugging a little more on his tie as he placed his bag down.. he wanted to embrace her sure.. but he was coated in all kinds of crap that he didn't want to take the chance.. not even a little that it would affect her in any way.. the kiss was adorable though.. he returned it just as sweetly.. -.. Ah! yes of course.. the three kisses a day ruling.. seems Im going to have to do a bit of catch up on that.. maybe even go ahead and give you more than is required.. you know.. just in case.. -he shot her a wink .. a smile there about his tired features.. moving into the bathroom he began to peel his clothing off.. the shirt.. the slacks.. the water was running.. hot and firm.. it would remove all the grime and grit in no time.. he asked her if she knew about the trip.. and then of course what she had been up to.. he just wanted to catch up.. to know all that she had been through.. all that he had missed.. he laughed and nodded when he heard about Naut and Gia-.. yes.. I have no doubt in my mind she is an incredibly strong Woman.. perfect for the role she is in.. not many could do it..Ive seen how she is with her daughter, in the Mother role.. and then to see the Matron role out in the arena.. you'd not know them to be the same person.. and yet.. seamless.. its inspiring really.. Women seem to have this innate ability to be able to fill both roles with an unnatural ease.. Men can be strong yes.. but a strong woman is to be feared and respected.. for they have more than one world in their hands.. the ability to be soft as silk and cotton.. and then strong as steel and stone..

-he glanced across to her- .. You females intrigue me so.. -he stepped into the shower.. his shoulders sank as he felt that water rushing over his bare skin.. oh it felt like heaven.. the dust just poured down off his frame.. his hair was thick with it.. the water around his feet pooled black and red-.. I am though thoroughly looking forward to this surface jaunt.. I have never been to Egypt before.. or anywhere even remotely like it.. to take on my Fathers name means the world to me.. and to get to spend some time with you Angel.. what more could I need.. -he offered her a smile.. all be it a little weakly before his eyes would close over as he dipped his head back beneath the shower-.. I have heard that Gia is incredibly impressed with you.. the Matron here also.. that many didn't think a lot of you.. naturally because of your skin colouring.. but that you have gone above and beyond to prove yourself.. I honestly couldn't be prouder of you sweetheart.. You have come SO far from those early days as a striper.. So far.. -he listened as she spoke about what was happening.. the silly little things like being marked for marriage by the younger generation.. and that of the whoopy cushion.. he laughed and nodded his head-.. Ahh children can be undeniably cheeky cant they?.. It sounds like your time has been utterly precious.. thats wonderful.. Im so pleased..-he ran his fingers back through his hair.. removing the last of the dust.. the grime.. feeling the remnants of the oil being removed by the heat of the water-.. as for our child getting up to mischief.. Ill have you know I was incredibly well behaved.. -he laughed-.. so if they are indeed terrors.. then.. well.. I wont point the finger.. but.. -he glanced toward her and laughed..

shaking his head a little before he lathered up his hair.. cleaning those dark thick locks thoroughly.. a bit of conditioner.. soap and a sponge made short work of the dried blood and jelly like grime on his arms and torso.. it just felt so good to be clean.. to be rid of the smell that was up his nose of death and blood.. he rolled his neck.. making sure all the soap was removed.. before he turned the water off.. sliding that towel around himself.. oh the warmth made him sigh.. he just about sagged when he felt it.. -..you're perfecting the little magical spells I see.. very nice.. very very nice.. I imagine Anya and Gia could probably teach you a bit more too.. some different things that arent known on the surface.. -he rubbed the towel across his face.. back through his hair till it was semi dry and sticking up in all directions.. a comb being drawn through it a moment later.. before he would pull her in close.. his arms wrapping around her.. embracing her.. holding her tightly against him as his head came to rest atop hers-.. I have missed you so much..-he spoke softly.. just needing to hold her.. just for a little while.. to drink in that scent.. to feel her warmth.. to hear her voice.. to see her face.. her eyes.. everything about her.. he just needed Her.. his hands slid down from her back.. to lift her up.. picking her up so they were eye to eye.. so he could look to her.. to lose himself in those sparkling golden orbs.. his muscles tensed as he held her.. crossing the gap between the dresser and the bed.. she would feel the softness of the plush velvet bedding at her back.. he bent as he dropped her enough to let her bounce a few times-.. You know what.. I havent eaten...in maybe a day or two.. I've been far to busy.. -his hands came down to press into the quilt on either side of her head as he lowered down.. brushing the tip of his nose against hers-.. and to be completely honest.. -he whispered as he snatched her lower lip with his teeth-.. Im starving..

-and he was.. but his need for food was far outweighed by his hunger for something else.. he plied his lips to hers.. diving that tongue down into the heated depths of her mouth as his hands slid down the clothing she wore.. reaching.. touching.. caressing.. gripping.. he cupped those soft breasts .. rubbing thumbs over the fabric barrier.. feeling those nipples harden beneath it.. fingers gliding lower.. till they were able to clamp onto those well rounded hips.. where he would nudge those thighs to part.. and he would slide his naked self between.. the towel was Long gone.. dropped when he picked her up earlier.. but she.. well she remained clothed.. for now..the kiss was sweetly heated.. not rushed or forced.. but a need very evident.. -.. One of us has on far to much clothing.. -whispered with a smile against her lips before he would claim them once more.. pressing against her.. applying enough pressure to tease and torment.. the weight of him.. the obvious thickness brushing against her parted thighs.. -

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It was a small, subtle sign of affection from him, something he could do which was similar to the X she had drawn on his neck. His? Was maybe a little more obvious with the heart but he had learned that her X’s meant kisses, much like childhood love notes with the X’s and O’s, she was some sort of special sweetness without a doubt. Her comment about not keeping him confined all the time had him laughing and he couldn’t stop the smile from spreading on his face. “No, I suppose all the time would be a bit boring, but I guess being tied up a bit in that space from time to time might not be that bad.” She could tongue in cheek and so could he, they’d be able to have entire conversations without saying a single word of what they actually meant, it would all be so subtle and slick. Quite the fun game to play honestly if he were going to admit such to himself. As they spoke he told her the funny idea of naming the fish in the stew he had eaten, the name just popped into his head and stuck there, a bit like gum to the bottom of ones shoe. “It just came out of the blue and I couldn’t shake it. I don’t know any of the names of anything down here so I think unless I’m told otherwise I might just start to name of them on my own. If any of them are, as you said, as cute as Dheet Dheet I promise I’ll share.” Ah, that smile on his face was so warm and wholesome, lighthearted and genuine. Normally he never really played around like that, for a very long time there was no one to do it with, his life while not exactly serious was far from terrifically lighthearted or playful. Gia was the first he was honestly able to express this side of him with her and it felt spectacular.

“If you liked seeing me get beat up on then you and I might need to have a long talk, yeah?” He knew she didn’t want to see him hurt, if she could chances were she’d make it so she’d never have to see him fight outside of light sport or something like that, but he? Was her Shield Master. His job and his joy was to protect her and her people because together it was something they both had, her people were his, every slave down to the lowest was like a child to them. They needed guidance, shown right from wrong, protected and at times scolded. It was for her and for them that he fought which was for some reason so much more gratifying than fighting just for himself or for a God he didn’t care about. “It’s my right to fight for you, as your future husband and your Shield Master, this is going to go on long after Lloth has been appeased. You deserve the House you always dreamed of, filled to bursting with many children and spilling over with love and laughter, halls decked with beautiful artwork and a library fit for a scholar… And we’ll have it all. Take what we want from houses too weak to stand before you and remove anyone who might wish our family ill.” He said as she finished up his hair for him and he moved in to gently run his fingers along her cheek. “I promise no matter what I go against, I’ll always come back to you, to the home you gave me inside your heart. You? Are worth fighting for. Always.” Even if it might be rough, even though he knew he’d get more scars, bones would be broken and muscles would ache till he wanted to scream… It was a cost he’d consider on the cheaper side considering what he got in exchange.

The bit of a massage was absolute heaven though, he wanted little more in that moment than to just sink down and let her have her way with him, that felt so incredibly good after the beating he had taken it was akin to divine. Though he did notice it wasn’t her neroli oil though, this was something else, still sweet smelling but not quite the same style… It was missing the notes of citrus and such… Hearing what it was called and that it was edible had a brow rising for him and he had never heard of it before. “Argan? I have to admit I’ve never heard of that one before. Seems to be a wonderful sort of multi-use oil which are always nice to have on hand. Must be a nut oil then, those typically tend to be the most flexible, edible and a good carrier… It smells good… And in all honesty I am all about letting you give me a run down. It’s addictive…” The way she liked to pamper him with things like massages was new to him and he loved it he really did, it was like being on a diet your whole life and someone suddenly sneaking you these sweet little candies now and then, not enough to ruin it but just enough to really make it all that much more special. “The one I plan on picking you up is much more pure neroli than the one you have currently. I also want to see if I can’t get you some ambergris. I know it sounds foul from the name alone and sadly the way you get it and from where? Also not too appeasing but it has the most incredible scent and it is used in only the finest of perfumes and oils… I thought I might make you a blend for a wedding gift. I have to come into this with something outside of my good looks, right?” Chuckling as they moved in together, arms around each other as he held her close, lifting her up just enough that her feet left the floor and he got to plant a soft… Supple… Saccharine kiss on her lips. Something to just make her sigh and melt a little, nothing overtly impassioned, nothing to stoke fires… Just enough to be delightful and loving…

Coming into the bedroom together before they’d settle down and chat about the place he wanted to go, and her offer to show him the same, these places of beauty and magic of her home land that even she hadn’t fully explored yet. “I can’t wait… I remember reading in the library of Achkinnal falls that there are some huge caves down here that are filled with crystals so delicate white they look like snowflakes and hoarfrost. Others are filled with other structures of quarts so large it takes twenty full grown men to go around it and so hot no one has ever gone back to the very end because of the heat… Some with their own light sources because of rare cracks and openings to the surface where the light slowly pools in and down as it’s reflected off of crystals and precious stones… Some said there were even still mermaids here, those who had once been on the surface taking refuge in Menzoberranzan as the sailors began to hunt them for their life giving scales, hiding deep within the cave systems and singing in the dark about the sun they once enjoyed… And all of this I want to share with you and only you Gia…” They were going to live such a rich, vibrant, beautiful life together… Full of love and adventures, wisdom and laughter, long serious conversations and stupid little jokes to make the other laugh… And he knew without a doubt all over again she was the reason he had suffered and trudged along through life… Because before all of that had happened? He’d never get to appreciate everything he had with her. “You know it’s a bit strange but I feel the same… I fee lighter… Younger here… Like I finally left the world I carried on my shoulders behind me…” It was incredibly liberating which… When you considered the fact he belonged to Gia, that her brand was soon going to rest in his skin, that he was her slave… It shouldn’t be. He should feel cheated and controlled, bound and stifled, but he didn’t... He never had with her not for a second…

He watched her as he asked her to go over the list he had made, letting her see the hit list that Lloth had given him to accomplish, and hearing her words? Told him that Lloth had definitely not made it an easy task by any means. He told her his idea to make a massive change in the normal evolution of things and hit a large house next, to keep anyone from building up too much of a reserve, no fortifications of planning ahead… Keep everyone off their balance so it was all the easier to push them over. As she spoke, he took every word she said with the heaviness it deserved. “I’ll be able to do so within a week’s time. Still early enough for the shock value to be high so the topple of the house will be smoother… Easier even if I dare say… Currently Thaylan is assisting me with the soldiers as half of them will be best as rogues and assassins, the other half are perfect for brute strength and intimidation, a good army has a blend of both. Too much of one or the other leaves weakness and fragile links in the chain.” He planned on getting a chance to scope out the area and setting up various archers in hidden locations of prime viewing so that, should anyone try anything they aren’t supposed to? They’d get taken out with an arrow to the throat. It would only take about a day to sneak in as everyone was asleep and get a good feel for the area, scope out the best locations for the attacks, to plant weapons and supplies incase it was a longer battle than anticipated… The only thing that killed armies? Were illness and hunger. Otherwise you could sustain a war indefinitely…

The words she spoke, the house name given, the information divulged… He was silent as he thought about it, processing the difficulty of having to hit several smaller structures at once, the hundred and so likely tunnels that the higher ups could be escaping through… He was obviously deep in thought as he moved towards the bathroom to rinse his hair out, leaving it those beautiful hues of blue before he’d return, drying his hair off as he spoke to her. “I could take on a normal house in a week but this one… Has more in’s and outs of it… But if it will make the ripples your say it will then it’s vital we take it. It might take me a little less than a month to get every solider up to the ideal that I need them to be, I’ll also need several mages and warlocks, if druids exist down here I need one too. If not? I will need to have Rose’s help on this one… She can move the earth to her will and she can easily collapse any escape tunnels.” He’d learned from watching Rose for a while not that she had more than just a green thumb, her magic tended to revolve around the earth itself, stone and soil and plant… A living animal? No shot in shit. But ask her to move a mountain? She literally could do that. “I’ll need Jacob too, he is a complete genius with compounds… If they use bombs and ranged attacks I need to make sure my men are well prepared. Jacob could formulate a fire retardant lotion or some sort of oil to soak their armor and clothes in which would minimalize if not entirely negate the risk of burns… But before all that though I’d need to cut the supply of drugs… I’d need to slip in and poison the wells, the slaves and poor tend to drink from rivers and streams but it’s the wealthy who have access to personal water sources… Get enough people sick the drugs start to get used for other things… Find the supplier and take the stash is another option but it requires me getting a whole lot closer to them…” But then again… There was another option they could do… Something that made his lips curl in a bit of a smile but this one wasn’t sweet, rather this one was craft and sly, like a sleek blue fox just shy of baring teeth. “Or… We could send Thaylan in… As a Harlequin he’s welcomed everywhere with his troupe and that mask of his? Allows him to take on any form he wants… He could disguise himself as a beautiful woman and seduce the dealer and take him out without anyone being the wiser… We’d get a full detailed map of the interiors of these smaller castles too…” And while he was loath to risk Thaylan, almost as much as she was given how much her heart beat for her brother, it was the best course of action. It was subtle… Silent… A hidden blade.

“I’ll ask Thaylan myself before you two speak… We defiantly have options at how we can attack and make it the most show boating, gruesome, violent overthrow…” Because here was the thing… Lloth had given him a list of houses to destroy… But no one told him HOW… They could go as they had the last one, Shield Master to Shield Master, or they could do it in a different way… A violent overthrowing… Weren’t they both acceptable? Wasn’t that what had happened to Gia’s own house when she was injured? He had asked her to try and pierce her thumb, to see what happened if she could, little things like that… Small hints… Little clues… When she asked if he had done it before? He chuckled richly and nodded his head. “Indeed I have… Your own father Strahd actually bit me before. He had gotten caught out in the sun when an enemy attacked his carriage and he needed to heal. It was… Euphoric… More than a little erotic if I were to tell you the truth. He and Sydel both have supped on me more than once.” It was how he knew he tasted incredibly good. He was almost like Vampire candy really… He gave those who fed on him a natural high, like a vitamin shot you just get this super boost, a great sort of high… He’d settle onto the bed then and wait for her to come with him, his lips curling in a smile as she said his hair looked good on him, running his fingers through it to pull it off his face. It was growing quite long now that he had stopped cutting it. Soon enough he’d be able to put it up in a tail of some sort. “I feel a bit like I’m copying Anya but the more I change it around the less predictable I am. I’m a bit loath to do the pink one but at some point it’s going to happen…” He said with a chuckle as she asked him to sit up, nodding his head and propping them both up a bit, making it nice and comfortable for them both.

Her hesitation? Was sweet and heart warming as he touched her cheek lightly before he’d guide her in a little but more…Lips catching hers in the sweetest of fleeting kisses. “I’m sure… I’d do anything to give you the world on a platter… When your happy, that smile on your face, the way your whole being lights up like a child at Christmas… It’s the most beautiful thing…” He said and once she got in close she’d catch all those scents and more… Sandalwood and patchouli, myrrh and dragons breath blossoms, notes of smoke and tobacco with that perfect hint of leather and musk… When she bit him though? He went stiff though from his lips fell a hearty moan as her fangs sunk into his skin and into the vein. He wrapped his arms about her tight, dragging her in closer as she began to feed from him and it was like he had said, he tasted good… Like the purest, sweetest fresh spring water, cool along her tongue and refreshing… It just made you want to drink and drink… And as she fed he held her tighter as he began to pant and moan, his cock beneath that towel was rock hard and throbbing, the muscles of his arms jumping and the veins standing in relief as he felt pleasure rock through him like a hard hitting drug. He was moaning… Groaning… His hands roving all over her body before he’d cry out sharply, suddenly, his spunk shooting through the towel to land on his legs… Upper thighs… Over and over again as his body forced it all out with the sheer pleasure he was feeling, gasping brokenly as he couldn’t catch his breath no matter how hard he tried… It certainly hadn’t been like this with Strahd… This was way more intense and he had to stop it… To guide her head back from his neck or he’d faint from the pleasure of it all…

Once her fangs were removed from his neck he literally slid down into a slump, covered with a fine sheen of sweat, his cock still throbbing and rock hard under that towel… Panting… Gasping… His face a mask of raw pleasured agony as he gripped the sheets… Was he ok? Oh he was better than fucking ok… He was high as a damned kite on pleasure and his whole body was going through these throes of climatic bliss usually reserved for women and as such? He was totally unprepared for it. “Holy Fuck-“ He gasped, caught in another wave as he jerked and shuddered, head pressed back into the pillows as the euphoria slowly began to fade out, to slow and diminish, a pleasured echo… “I’ve never felt that before… Christ… I’ll be more than happy to do that… Any time…” Ooooh yeah… Talk about a high of oxytocin…

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“Ah huh, I thought so, really bear you know better!” She said as she wagged her finger at him. He really did know better but seeming him slip up like this again told her that she? Was going to have to step in and help out. Did she mind? Oh God no! She absolutely loved cooking for him, making sure he ate and packing his lunches, sneaking him treats and the like when he least expected it… “I guess your little candy striper is going to have to start cooking for her favorite doctor again just to make sure he’s eating. Oh, woe is me, what ever shall I do…” It was a playful tease, a bit of banter to make him smile because she knew just by the way his face was the second he walked in the door that he was carrying the world on his shoulders, the proverbial Atlas… And while both of them promised to never bring their work home? That didn’t mean that once home? Work wouldn’t have taken such a tole on them they could do little else than try and recuperate as best as possible. She got up from the desk after hiding a few pages under the others so they were out of sight, reminding him that with him being gone for two days he had totally been skipping out on her three kisses a day rule, popping onto her toes as she leaned in to give him a sweet loving kiss before stepping back. She didn’t touch his clothes because even if she wasn’t worried about it? He was. “More huh? Well I’m not a glutton by any means but with that offer on the table, well, I think I can be a little greedy.” She said with a playful, mischievous smile on her lips, wondering just what she had gotten herself into… They’d been intimate yes but the last time they had was a threesome with Anouk that had ended in some luscious fireworks and a whole lot of sweat… That Pixie? Knew how to move. But it had been several days since then and between them settling into their prospective works and then the fight, she nursing Nautilous back to health and he with the slaves to be sorted and culled, neither of them had a chance to get together…

He asked to be filled in and she did just that, talking about Nautilous and Gia, the way those two meshed together so well. She could see, honestly and truly how much those two were in love, it was like looking at a couple celebrating fifty years of marriage rather than a newly formed couple… Sometimes it just clicks… Like she and Jacob. It’s not always easy to see the path your supposed to be on, sometimes it makes a lot of twists and turns, even doubles back on itself but… If you stick with it? You find the one you were always meant to be with and it’s a dream worth any battle to have. “No kidding… I’ve seen her with me in both roles and it sort of gives me something like culture shock when she switches from one to the other so fast and seamless it gives you rubber neck. She has been helping me with many things when we both have the time, but then when she isn’t teaching me or helping me with something she’s incredibly strong, a hard but fair task maker… I don’t think I’ll ever be able to predict the change all I know is that I really admire someone with that sort of flexibility.” And she did. That range of control, being able to be both soft and hard in the exact moment it was needed, no hesitation or doubt. Liket he snap of a finger she was just… Insanely good. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you speak of a woman like that… It’s different.” She said but it wasn’t a bad thing. It was sort of like how your opinion can change when you realize something and it reflects in the way you continue to speak about said topic. She was proud of him in a way but another part of her made her wonder… If this was too much for him. Not just being down here but the reversal of power and the roles they took… A lot of men couldn’t handle the humbling effect of it and she worried that he might start to resent it and fume but keep it all hidden from her.

“Don’t sell yourself short papa bear… Women are flexible because at some point we become mothers… But it’s only a man who can dedicate himself so completely to providing for his family that he puts his own health and needs on the side.” She said as she gently touched his cheek before he went off… He was doing this for them, for their family, both their parental figures as well as for the little one they were secretly hoping to grow… She settled herself on the counter and began to use that little warming spell she had picked up from one of the house attendants, she’d seen them using it on a blanket for the elderly Matron to help with her arthritis and she had asked to be taught it herself. It took her a couple of times to get it right and she still had to focus or the whole thing could actually end up a bit crispy! But overall it was definitely a step in the right direction. She was learning enough of these little spells where she felt pretty proficient in her day to day tasks which was something she didn’t think she’d be able to do on the surface any time soon. “Mmm me too. I’ve read all about it through the books at that little library I used to break into at the village… I miss that… The sneaking about a bit, hiding in places that smelled good, curling up on a blanket and reading the night away. Before I met you I never traveled at all, every adventure I ever had took place on the bound pages of a book, I never once dreamed I’d see the world…I never would have either… You did more than just give me a chance to become what I always wanted to be but you, my sweet papa bear, gave me my dreams… You let me travel, to see the ocean for the first time, to go to the land of elves… I have seen castles and kingdoms, read books written by ancient scholars worlds away from our own, I’ve gotten to wear dresses so beautiful they break the heart and others so sensual they ignite the blood… All of this you’ve given me… So… I guess what I am saying is that while I am excited to go see Egypt for the first time? I am more excited to simply be sharing it with the man I love most.”

As they chatted he told her about all the whispers that had trickled down to him, of Gia and the other Matron being impressed with her, that her skin color was slowly starting to trump the old prejudice about pale skinned elves… She was proud of her efforts, breaking down the walls of stereotypes all while getting to enjoy what she loved most, helping people and healing… “It’s been a whirlwind of an adventure and I feel so good about where I am now… No nagging voices in my head for the first time it’s just me between my ears… I am free… I’m able to be me for the first time in a very long time and it feels wonderful… And I am so, so happy that you’re proud of me, you’re really the only person I ever want to impress… Who’s opinion matters most.” She said warmly and from the heart. She felt good down here, there really was no way for any of the gods who decided she was a hostel of them to visit as they liked, constantly bickering and chattering among each other before one or the other assumed control of her and made her do things she’d really rather not do on her own. It was amusing to relate the little antics of the drow children here though, they were very much like any other child, especially the little boys. Somehow they are complete little terrors but then they look at you and smile and you just melt… Much like how fathers must feel with daughters… “It has been… The elder Matron is very kind to me, she teaches me a lot and her personal slaves have been helping me with the smaller spells that help me with the day to day life here, and the children… Oh yes… I can’t believe how much I forgot, how wonderful little ones are, the way they can just sneak on in and steal your heart with their candy coated fingers.” She fully expected their son to be a complete handful too as any little boy should be, full of energy and chutzpah, ready to take on the world at any moment. When he said it would be her fault though? Oh she couldn’t help the bright, happy laugh as she tossed her head back and let it all out, holding the towel closer to her stomach as she did so. “Oh my love I totally take every bit of the blame there! Though I will also say if they’re dare devils and rebels as teenagers THAT my sweet Bear, is ALL on you!” She teased back as he continued his shower.

She had the towel ready for him when he got out, perfectly warm and she knew he enjoyed it when he sighed. “Mmm once Anya gets back I fully plan on asking for her help. Gia has shown me one or two things, like what she calls the fairy lights, they’re what most drow see by and so if I am working they’re the best thing for me to use on the fly. Some of the other ones are harder though, very complex and I admit I’ve given up on them for now, just trying to perfect the others.” She said as she slid off the counter there, the white deep V of her silk top and the cream colored pencil skirt were beautiful, professional with just that perfect hint of feminine allure that made the Drow stand out among all others. When he pulled her in close she smiled and wrapped her arms about his shoulders and held him close, smiling down into his beautiful blue and green eyes, the scruff on his cheeks and chin told her he had skipped more than just food the last couple of days. “I missed you too papa bear… I wanted to go down and see you so many times but I knew I’d just cause everything to sort of grind to a halt and stuff like that… Bit like a plaster… Just yank it off fast as you can… I promise though I’ll be packing your lunches from now on so I know you’re at least eating once a day and I’ll send you random little treats just to give you a little lift. I’m so humbled by the sacrifice you made to come down here with me… Honestly I don’t know if I can ever really repay you but I’m definitely going to give it my all.”

Though he shocked her when he shifted things a bit, the soft velvet at the back of her legs was a surprise, unexpected and it slight shock on her face as she looked up at him… Wondering just what he was getting into before he suddenly dropped her and she bounced with a laugh, the softest of plush bedding embracing her like a fluffy hug as she looked up at him… About to speak before be moved down against her, arms on other side of her head, the pitch of his voice… Oh be still her beating heart… Her breath caught at the back of her throat as her eyes searched his, a warm rosy flush on her cheeks as she nibbled her bottom lip with perfect little teeth, her heart racing and her breath speeding up a bit itself… “Jacob I think-“ She started to say she thought he really aught to eat first but the way he brushed the tip of his nose along hers had her eyes fluttering closed, her fingers curling in around the soft bedding under her, a sweet whimper when he caught her lip with his own teeth… Saying he was starving… Her thighs fused in tight as her knees rubbed together, her hands coming up to tangle in his freshly washed and combed hair, her lips parting for him… The kiss going from a little soft and naughty to deep and consuming… She gasped and whimpered against him, arching up against the feeling of his hands on her skin until they got to her breasts where she gasped and moaned, nails scoring along his scalp as she got hit with a sweet mix of pain and pleasure… They were starting to change, the hormones were starting to work on changing her body and the first thing they hit were her breasts, making them tender but oh… That sweet line…

She was a sweet, wriggling, writhing little mess under him as her heels caught in the bedding and her legs were forced apart by him… Causing the skin tight skirt to roll up like a rubber band, revealing the sexy little bit of nothing she wore under it just for him, everything she wore under anything was always… Just for him… The hard line of that skirt cutting into her skin as she kissed him back, her hunger sparked and the fire burning brightly within her, her head floating off and spinning like a pinwheel in the wind… “Ah- Yes- Too much clothes-“ She panted but hell if she could think really. With the firm torpid length of that terrifyingly beautiful cock of his rubbing along her inner thigh and against her core it had her thoughts scattering like startled birds to the sky. She released her hold in his hair and easily unwrapped her shirt, it was little more than ties and paneling that was easily taken off… Her skirt was stuck up about her hips though and given it was rolled up the zipper was impossible to get to and the rest… Well she wore no bra… She couldn’t really take the stimulation right now given how her nipples felt and his hands on them earlier? Had nearly been enough to make her scream. She reached down and caught his hands from about her hips and brought them back up to her breasts as her own hands snaked down between their bodies and she had to use two hands to get a good grip on his cock, her lips parted around his kiss, her tongue laving along his bottom lip as she panted and whined… She was… Incredibly easy to get off right now… High strung sexually perhaps? Or was it more akin to the lines that being pregnant made her about a hundred times more susceptible to his touch… She hadn’t felt this before with any of the other pregnancies and she was far from prepared to handle it.

“Grip… Right there… Nipples…” She panted as she told him what she needed… Just a few little moves… A hard grip of her breasts and a sweet tweak and tug to her nipples would have her falling over that edge with a sweet high scream and a tell-tale moistness against Jacob’s probing beast between her thighs, her back arched as she kept his hands over her breasts until she rode that sweet climax to the end, her head heavy as warm wet wool and her whole body felt suffused by sunlight but heavy as lead… When she finished that last sweet roll she moved down and began to slide her sexy little panties off one leg after the other before taking that bit of lace and string and wrapping it about his wrist like a bracelet. She reached up to caress his face then, along the stubble there, the sweet smoothness of his young skin… “God… You are so Beautiful Jacob…” She breathed before she’d try, if he was amicable, to climbing a bit more onto the bed with her… And if he had? She’d roll onto her side so they were facing each other, lifting her leg up so that it was draped over his hip, her arms around his shoulders as she opened herself for him… Ready for him to penetrate her tight little satin cave…


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-she couldn't help but smile when he brought up this dheet dheet name for the fish he had consumed earlier on in the day.. it was cute. adorable even -.. There are quite a few childrens books that have the names of all the fish and insects.. -she shot him a wink-.. when we teach our children.. we might teach you too mm?.. -it was a bit cheeky..there was no denying that.. but she knew he would understand.. they tended to poke at one another regularly .. it was nice to have light hearted conversation.. it had been such a long time.. they were in similar boats when it came to that.. just the only difference was.. he had Sydel.. she had no one.. though that was from choice.. she did not like seeing him getting beaten on.. that was for sure.. and it was going to be something that didn't change anytime soon.. but she knew that the position he had taken.. would mean he would get hurt.. but that in the end it was all for the betterment of their shared futures.. -.. mm yes.. I understand it.. I do.. I know what has to be done and I understand your role better than most.. -she took a breath-.. I know you're strong.. and growing more so each and every day.. and whilst you pledge to come home to me.. always.. I dont think the worry will ever really go away.. -her fingers would curl around his.. there'd always be concern.. she'd always be a little tense when the House went to war.. its just how much she cared.. she grieved once.. and it just about killed her.. she was certain now.. it would if there was ever a second round..the two of them settled into the bedroom.. his hair wrapped up.. the dye processing.. he mentioned this ambergris.. that he wanted to get from her.. it sounded peculiar-.. I cant say I have ever heard of it no.. -brows drew in a little.. curious she was.. going on to say it was used in the finest of perfumes and oils.. and that he wanted to obtain it for her.. for a wedding gift no less..

her smile grew a little more and she nodded her head-.. You are a true sweetheart -she spoke softly.. reaching across to take his hand as she pressed it to her stomach.. her fingers holding his there a moment-.. Youve already given me something..far more precious .. priceless.. -in truth he had given her so much.. and it just grew.. as each day passed.. he had a hand in her finding her Brother.. her Father.. and soon to be her Home.. and on top of all of that.. he caught her when she fell.. when she put herself in such vulnerable position.. to fall in love.. something she had never known outside of Thaylan.. something she never thought possible.. and now she was pregnant.. and it could all be traced back to him.. she told him she wanted to explore .. to take him to places she knew from her youth and then to adventure further beyond.. hearing that he read when he was held captive.. about the cave systems intrigued her.. interested her and she listened with curiosity in her eyes-.. Ive seen a few of those caves myself.. filled with crystals that colour depending on how one throws up their faery fire.. I can attest to the mermaids yes.. -she nodded-.. there are several of them.. a veritable pod singing their tunes of the surface and of sailors.. I dont think they care much for men though.. I never had much of an issue with them.. but Thaylan on the other hand .. well.. he was chased through the entire tunnel system till he got out of the water.. -she chuckled a little and nodded.. watching as he moved back to clean the colour from his hair.. she turned her attention to the list.. going over the names .. the Houses she knew quite well.. some larger.. some smaller.. she was concerned with how he would go.. given his injuries but he assured her with Thaylans help they would have this all sorted.. the soldiers.. the slaves.. she tilted her head when he mentioned Rose helping if they couldn't get their hands on a druid-.. mm.. they would be in the higher houses but you wouldn't have one ready for this particular fight.. Rose wouldn't be able to help out in the open though.. she's pale and will stick out like a beacon.. her hair alone will give her away immediately.. she would need to be heavilly cloaked and coloured.. its not impossible.. just.. there are no female druids or warlocks down here.. only Priestesses..

-she nodded when he said Jacob could make up the mixture to help with the fire and bombs.. catching a glimpse of that grin as it grew and curled about his lips.. her brow rose-.. uh huh.. whats going on in that head of yours.. do tell.. You are scheming I can tell.. -she rubbed her lips together.. curious indeed before he spoke about Thaylan going in as a Harlequin.. to seduce dealers.. she smiled and nodded-..Thats quite a big risk to take.. generally Patrons dont fight.. so yes he would have to be disguised.. though ill say this right now.. I wll rain hell down upon anyone that hurts him.. the same goes for you.. Ill put up with the abuse that has to happen due to your station and position.. but outside of that.. -she shook her head-.. if anyone even dares touch a hair on the heads of my Men.. well.. they'l be begging for mercy by the time Im done with them.. -she didn't put up with nonsense or bullshit.. and she would never Ever put up with anyone hurting her family.. -.. You two get together and decide what needs to be done.. but dont keep me in the dark.. make sure I am well informed.. of Everything.. -she watched him as he settled onto the bed.. the towel draped around his waist as she moved to sit upon his lap.. her knees pressing into the bedding.. her hands upon the rounds of his shoulders.. -.. Oh I dont know.. I think you'l look pretty cute with pink hair.. like a big muscled pixie.. -she grinned.. laughing quietly.. -.. Anya.. well.. yes thats another talk I need to have.. Id rather she heard.. -she motioned between the two of them-.. from me.. than from anyone else.. I just need to pick the right time.. it's hard with her being in Silverthorn.. but I think.. its just safer for now.. until we get settled.. I dont need her being a target..Will you be bringing your daughter down when we settle?.. They are close to age? 

-she asked him if he was sure about this.. about her drinking his blood.. she was a little hesitant.. but she trusted him.. completely.. a fleeting soft sweet kiss was shared.. before her lips would trail down the thick curves of his neck.. the artery beneath the skin almost called to her and in an instant he would have felt that undeniable sting.. he stiffened beneath her.. his moan vibrated through her as she gripped him that little bit tighter.. Oh he wasn't wrong.. the taste was like nothing she had come across.. it was fresh and sweet.. it went down incredibly easy .. nothing like Thaylan had explained.. this was.. on a completely different level.. she felt his arms tightening around her.. she whined in response to his wandering hands.. her head was getting lighter.. her heart seemed to stutter.. before he cried out so sharply.. she felt that heat against her inner thighs.. a reaction she was not expecting.. though when he pulled her back she murmured.. rubbing her lips together as she swallowed.. her gaze that rich garnet searched out his as he slumped down onto the bedding.. oh the trembles.. the shuddering.. the gasps and panting.. she watched him rolling across those pleasure waves.. his pupils were full.. his skin glistening with sweat.. -.. roll with it.. -she whined.. leaning down till her forehead was pressed to his-.. just let go.. feel it all.. -whispered as the tip of her tongue slid across his lower lip-. God damn you taste so good.. -her breath caught.. she slid her free hand down between them.. he would have felt her soft fingers tracing down his chest.. feeling the way his muscles were contracting and bulging.. before she had that cum soaked cock pressing to her palm.. she wouldn't let the euphoria diminish or fade.. not just yet.. long fingers curling around that thick hardened shaft as she began to stroke.. he would have felt the heat of her core in such incredibly close proximity to the torment she was dragging him through.. but he was just out of reach.. and if he tried to bridge the gap.. she'd move a little more.. just stroking.. tight.. loose.. slow.. faster.. the tulle like fabric of her skirt would be giving him a tantalising texture as she wrapped it around those same fingers.. -.. Ive never felt that before.. like ever -she breathed against his dewy lips- .. seems we are dipping into the pool of firsts together often..

-she felt good.. she felt really very good.. her senses were a little sharper.. though her head was a super foggy..she'd not really taken many if any drugs since she stepped into the role of Matron.. as a clear head was Always required.. but this.. Oh this just felt lush.. warm and smooth as silk.. hearing his moaning though.. feeling his trembles and experiencing that involuntary orgasm...well that just made her evening.. -. You do so much..for those you sleep with.. its about time you got to feel what they go through.. those.. waves of pleasure.. where you are desperate for them to stop.. but you also want more.. -her gaze.. looked down into that brilliant blue.. determined.. and with a smile that most would probably find quite haunting.. her fingers continued to stroke .. to glide up and down that rock hard shaft.. it was slick and wet..he had made a considerable mess afterall-.. tell me.. Do you want more?.. -her lips brushed against his with every word spoken.. before she would swiftly claim them.. dipping her tongue down into the depths of his heated mouth.. that unmistakable taste of liquorice.. of citrus ever present.. but also hints of his own blood.. -.. I guess more the question is.. could you even handle more?.. the way you're trembling.. gasping.. makes me think.. if I pushed you.. you might pass out on me ..-the corners of her lips curled into a grin.. her hand pulled away from between them.. drawing back up as she dragged glistening fingers across her painted lips ..her tongue would glide across that very same scarlet flesh.. -.. well well.. -she murmured-.. is there a single part of you that doesn't taste especially good?.. -she whined a little.. reaching to drag a second glossy finger across his lower lip.. before dipping it into his mouth-.. Suck it.. -she would suddenly exclaim.. reaching down between them once more with her free hand .. though this time she didn't go for him.. though he might have felt the ghost of her fingers down between their thighs.. no.. she was tending to herself.. making sure though before she did.. that she coated tips what what was left upon his thighs.. his lower stomach.. before she began to glide them up and down the length of her slit.. her mouth dropping open a little as a broken exhale sounded ..- Touch yourself ..

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He had been wearing himself a little thin.. but it was for a purpose.. he wanted to get it all finalised as quickly as was possible whilst also remaining professional.. he took his job seriously.. he wouldn't half ass anything when it came to the medical trade.. it was his chosen career.. it was in his blood.. he lived and breathed it.. having to send so many off to their deaths was a bit taxing.. it cut into him.. knowing that they could have been used elsewhere.. Nauts words echoed through his mind.. about balance..and how it was key to life down here.. realistically the surface would be much the same if they had a bout of over population.. he just needed to get his thought processes in order .. seeing her face as he walked into their shared chambers just warmed his heart immensely. her smile.. all of her was like a balm to him.. she soothed any aches.. whisked away a great deal of the tiredness.. and he just generally felt so much better in her presence.. he hadn't been eating.. no.. he simply didn't have the time.. her remarks on cooking for him once more had him chuckling.. nodding his head-.. I wouldn't say no angel.. Ive just gotten a little bit caught up with everything thats all.. I promise once I am settled I will make sure im a bit more organised.. -they shared a bit of cheeky conversation.. talk on kisses being in deficit and how he was going to make it up to her.. the softness of those lips would be all he would ever need.. but.. first.. a shower.. he stunk and he was covered in soot, dust and some kind of mucky grime that he would rather not identify.. stripping off he stepped into the wall of hot water.. sagging a little against the side of the cubicle shortly after..

listening as she filled him in on what he had missed.. how she was doing.. he had heard some incredibly good things.. whispers and words from slaves and Matrons family alike.. she was leaping forward..it was wonderful to hear it.. he knew she had so much potential.. he had known it all along..she just needed the right spring board.. and it seemed that Gia would be the one to offer it to her.. he took the offered towel.. the warmth was greatly appreciated.. rubbing it across his face.. back through his hair before he would wrap it around his body.. they were both equally as excited to go and visit this place.. this Egypt.. somewhere new.. that they could relax with each other.. explore a little.. just spend time together uninterrupted.. plus he had plans in the back of his mind.. brewing quietly.. but as such nothing could fall into motion until they came back.. they spoke on children.. on how the Matron of the House was faring.. and how everything just appeared pretty seamless.. he was so proud of her.. she would go far down here.. he knew it for a fact.. he pulled her in close with very little warning.. his arms wrapping around her.. holding her so close.. gods he had missed her.. more than he was probably willing to admit.. -.. You cant come down to me sweetheart.. not when Im with the slaves.. its not safe for you. and not for the baby.. some of them carry diseases that I doubt you would be immune to.. just yet.. stay safe.. stay with the Matron and the Priestesses. -he laughed a little at the idea of packed lunches though.. that was incredibly precious.. -.. Just by being the only smile I want to see at the end of the day my love.. thats all you will ever need to repay me with.. -he had crossed the bedroom with her in his arms.. dropping her down onto that velvet like quilt.. watching as she bounced a little..her laughter just made his smile grow even further.. he leant down over her.. hands upon the bedding.. looking down into those stunning golden orbs.. Oh he knew what he needed.. tired or not..

whispers shared.. softly spoken words as he nipped at her lip.. a playful tugging.. before the two of them kissed.. starting out slow and delicate and turning into something so wholly consuming.. he drank in the sounds she made.. the gasps and whimpers as she wriggled and shifted beneath him.. his tongue dived down into her mouth.. tasting and mingling along side her own.. a breathy moan surfacing in response to her nails scoring along his scalp.. she was playing merry hell with his senses.. making his breath catch.. his hands slid down over that supple soft body of hers.. the clothing was a bit of a hindrance.. but it didn't mean he couldn't tease her through it.. circling those sweetly small breasts .. moulding them against the palms of his hands.. he mentioned one of them wearing entirely too much .. her response was cute.. making him grin against her lips..before she opened up to him.. peeling the layers away.. revealing that perfect skin.. he could feel her bodies warmth.. her flesh pressed to his as he leant down a little more now.. -.. mm Much better.. -he murmured.. feeling her fingers curling around his hands.. guiding them back up to her breasts.. he growled in response.. squeezing those little sensitive mounds.. feeling her nipples harden.. a hiss sounded when she grabbed onto his hardened cock.. a groan.. a strangled breath.. -...Oh god that feels good.. -he whined right into her heated mouth.. the two of them were breathless as they tormented and teased each other.. idle hands..touches and caresses.. he bucked against her grip..unable to help it.. he didn't need to be told twice about those nipples though.. fingers curling around those hardened buds.. giving a squeeze.. a playful tug before she shattered..

the screams were at such a pitch that they raked right through him.. he felt her trembling beneath him.. -.. Thats it.. -he whispered.. growling through grit down teeth as she arched and bucked up against him.. that sweet supple body of hers was literally writhing with need as she rode that pleasurable wave.. -.. Good girl.. -he grinned.. his hands slowly slid away from those perfect little tits.. capturing a second kiss.. sweet.. full.. and long.. she removed what was left of her clothing.. those tiny little lace panties that were soon wrapped around his wrist..-. Ill be sure to keep those..they will keep me company on those nights I cant get to you -he shot her a wink.. leaning a little into those touches.. her soft warm hands against his cheeks.. he took the cue from her when she began to move.. to roll up onto the bed.. settling in beside her.. heads to the pillows.. face to face.. -.. mm.. no.. You my sweet angel are.. stunningly beautiful.. be still my heart.. -his fingers slid down the length of that stretched out leg of hers.. along the thickness of her smooth thigh.. the back of her knee.. suddenly pulling her in tighter.. closer.. he'd taste her breath across his lips.. his eyes would remain fixed upon hers.. watching.. as she would have felt that unmistakable pressure.. that sting and ache that could only come from that sweet slick little slit of hers being stretched open a little wider.. he drew in a breath as he felt that soft as satin cave..the way it shifted and moved to accommodate the thickness of his cock.. before the head would glide in.. he exhaled..-.. Fuck .. My god you are so tight.. -he whined.. his shoulders tensed a little as he gripped her thigh tightly.. it took him no time at all before he had glided right on in.. filling her entirely.. wholly.. stretching her out as he groaned.. -.. God yes.. this.. this is what I needed.. You.. You are what I needed..

-he breathed.. reaching across to her with his free hand as he cradled her cheek.. he would begin to rock against her.. gliding in and out of her.. bodies pressed.. rubbing tight.. close.. his lips would find hers once again.. a kiss with just as much rhythm as their bodies moving together.. perfectly in sync.. he moaned deeply .. he gasped and grunted.. his hands upon her tightened.. enough that it would have bruised as little peaks of pleasure struck him.. - God damn you're perfect.. -he tugged her lower lip with his teeth.. his hands sliding down to her hips.. before he would roll them both.. his back pressing to the bedding.. her sweet little frame atop-.. I want to watch you.. I want to see you.. the way your body moves.. -he would guide her to sit up.. to straddle him whilst his cock remained deeply anchored inside her.. he'd reach for those beautiful breasts.. palming the flesh.. circling hardened buds whilst he got the best seat in the house.. being able to watch her.. the way she moved.. the way she bounced and grinded down against him-.. Sware I am the luckiest man down here.. I mean look at you.. -he pushed his head down into the pillows hissing a breath-.. You're beautiful.. you're smart.. you're talented.. You're undeniably sexy.. like Fuck me.. and in the bedroom.. Wow.. I have no words.. Because I feel.. So good.. So.. so good.. -his hands slid down ..reaching around behind her to grip onto that plush round ass.. to rock her a little.. to force her to grind that sensitive clit against him..-. Show me how you like it angel.. Show me what gets you off..

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“Are there now? Strange I never saw any at Achkinnal falls…” And he had been all over that library in the castle he had been held captive in and while he had read a ton on the histories of the people, the names of fish and bugs for instance, or flowers and fungi… There was nothing to be found. Had Chaka perhaps filtered it off? Hidden it away so he couldn’t learn about anything that might keep him alive if he ever were to escape? Knowing Chaka? He wouldn’t have put it past her. “Just thinking about our children is enough to make my heart sing, but then to be able to learn things along side them? What more could a father possibly ask for?” The smile on his lips was so warm and genuine, true as the day was long, he meant every word of it. It would be a different sort of adventure to share with them, to be able to share the same surprise and excitement at something new, uncovering every new discovery like it was a Christmas present.

Though the tongue in cheek between them would always be richer than a red velvet cake. It was like playing chess with words, they knew just how to move each piece, and given they were so easily and evenly matched it would be hard to ever really discover the ‘winner’ of any particular conversation. On top of that he knew as well as she did that not a word was said in malice or spite, it was all in good fun, light teasing that would never get boring. Knowing she worried about him getting hurt, the way she felt his pain in a secondary sort of form, it was a balm to his broken soul in more ways than he might be able to admit. He knew he’d do it over and over again, people would dare to make moves against their house and their family, other houses would have to be taken out in exchange for Lloths favors and general gain of resources for their own homes. He also knew she was well aware of this even better than he was. He did try to soothe her though, his promise was intended to be a lifelong endeavor too, he’d always get up at the end of a fight… He’d always win. “Then don’t let it go away… I don’t think anyone has ever been worried about me before, not like this, and knowing you’re feeling that way for me? It just makes me want to fight all that much harder because I know… At the end of every bloody fight? There’s a woman who loves me… Waiting for me to come home.” And for the first time he understood what drove a soldier to want to complete a war… Because at the end of it was a woman waiting for him. Impossible to match that sort of drive… Unless you have it yourself and now? He did.

Speaking of presumes and oils he mentioned the Ambergris and he chuckled softly when she said she had never heard of it, not at all surprising all things considered, it was something entirely unique to the surface and sought after across several realms for multiple purposes. If you found a big enough chunk? You could set yourself up for life… And that? Was pretty much EXACTLY how he had rebuilt his fortunes after River stole him blind and left him without two coppers to rub together. Luck had found him a small boulder size of the thing and had netted him more than enough gold to invest it in all the right places. “Ambergris is the bile of a young whale that it sometimes spits up after feeding from the fat rich milk of it’s mother. When it hits the cold waters and the natural salts and krill of the ocean it solidifies rapidly and after some years or so washes up on shore. It’s almost impossibly rare since the act itself it so infrequent.” Oh yes… Totally unromantic… Whale puke… But in regards to it’s practical uses and it’s exceptionally fine composition many easily overlooked it’s humble beginnings. “It’s a scentless fat in a way, no impurities or anything and since it’s a fatty oil, it makes it the perfect carrier for anything scented. On top of that, unlike many other perfume agents Ambergris does not change over time, very much like honey in that way. So you can have a bottle of perfume for several hundreds of years and it would smell the same on day one as it did on the last.” He knew the beaches where the Ambergris were likely to show up more than any other, and while a haul like he had gotten as a youth was impossible to replicate he knew smaller chunks of it would serve perfectly for his intentions, a gift that would last her the whole of her life…

Hearing her talk of him giving her gifts, something precious and priceless there was no way to hide the smile on his own face, especially when she settled his hand over her stomach. It was… Amazing… He honestly had never really thought it could happen but there it was… Small but incredibly healthy, active, bright little souls stirring about in their safe haven. For the first time he wasn’t scared… There was no anxiety in regards to their daughters, he just knew it was meant to be, that they’d come out into this world as beautiful and perfect as their mother. They shared stories, she of her desire to show him some of the incredible beauties of her home, he of the many books he had read about the crystal caves and the mermaid pods. It was incredible to hear her confirm it though, that an entire cave full of crystals could be real, could actually exist… But the mermaids? Well that he figures could be entirely possible given how many caves existed under the sea… “I think one of the things we must do once we are stablished and on our honeymoon is go and explore one of these caves… It boggles the mind and I’d love to see one with you… Though the mermaids… Don’t surprise me terribly much. They’re known to hate men and eat them when they can. Thaylan is lucky he got away!” Spoken with a chuckle and the shake of his head. He’d been captured by a pod of mermaids before so he knew perfectly well what they were capable of. If they didn’t want Thaylan for breeding then they’d certainly have him for lunch.

The concern she had for him and the upcoming trip given his injuries was sweet, heartfelt, but not quite necessary. He knew that a lot of wars were won simply due on catching their opposition unaware and those lead to the swiftest completions too. The least bloodshed too which was what he was hoping to achieve. The less people dead the more that Gia could sacrifice, the more to add to their own numbers, and they’d need a lot. Achkinnal falls was… Huge… Even to him. An entire territory, a kingdom upon itself, easily larger than Silverthorn and just as rich and diverse… They’d need a lot of slaves to work the land, to hunt and gather, to plant the fields and those were just the basics… Let’s not even get started on the repairs needed and the like. Hearing her go over the list as he rinsed his hair out, coming back with hair the color of blue flames shimmering atop his hair he went over a few of the things with her… Questions… Information… “I wouldn’t put her in the open anyways, Jacob would have my balls as a coin purse if I did, mark my works on that one. He might be warm and compassionate to his bones but mess with his lover and you’ll regret it.” He saw first hand what Crow could do and he was far from confused in thinking that either Crow or Jacob would hold back if so much as a nail on her pretty little fingers got broken. “I plan on taking her out a day or two before with Jacob and placing them on the outskirts. Rose can form her own tunnels there and give us a secret entrance in and out of the city for Thaylan to make use of… As well as collapse any of the others so they’re useless.” He had plans… His plans? Had plans. Those plans? Had plans of their own nine out of ten times. It was how he always managed to come out on top. Always a back up plan, fully formed and fleshed out, ready to go at a moments notice.

Of course as those plans had baby plans hatching like aphids the grin on his face was starting to grow as he realized a rather deliciously devious plan, something that would ensure that things were pure chaos in the city by the time they made their drop, and she? She caught it… More than just caught it she wanted to know what he was thinking and it just made him laugh… Explaining that he planned on asking Thaylan to seduce the dealer and then take him out once he was close. “I doubt he’d get hurt… Unless he decided to take one to the ass for the finisher.” Would serve him right too! He still had echoes of a bit of an ache from when Thaylan turned him into his personal bitch and fucked him raw. Had it been good? Oh fuck yes! Incredibly! But that didn’t mean his ass hadn’t hurt for a solid week after. “It shouldn’t be hard, we’ll place him as a woman looking for a suitable husband, not a great name but a lot of money… Drug dealers down here are next to kings on the surface I am finding… Everyone needs them so they’re in high demand. Sneak in under the guise of wanting to sample the wears, a little seduction, a flash of tit or ass depending on his mood… Then dispatch his head form his body. Take out the dealer and their doped up war craze goes down the drain with the dealers blood.” It was messy and underhanded but it suited their purpose. Lloth was a bit of an odd bird too. She was honorable yes, strangely enough she demanded hand to hand combat with the champions of the matrons but she never showed anger for a slight trick or too, for all she had her structures she was also all about that subterfuge and sleight of hand. So long as you came out the winner at the end? That was all Lloth asked of anyone. “I promise either he or I will keep you up to date. We’re taking shift with training the soldiers so we each get to spend some time with you, one on one before we all join each other in bed at night, it allows us to work on our individual relationships as well as our joint one.” A mistake he had learned when they tried it between them on the surface and Arvandor… He and Diovan would never get along and rather than try to work out a system like this they just insulated each other and their little pods which was why it all crumbled at the end in… Fantastic apocalyptic fashion…

Getting into the bed for her to feed from him as they chatted back and forth, him laughing about how eventually he’d have to go pink for one of them and hearing her laugh at how he’d just be an overtly buff Pixie. “Anouk would lose her shit and DEMAND to take me back to her home plane just to show me off.” He said with a laugh though she was right… Things between them were very different now than they had been when Anya was last around them. “You’re her mother… I think she’s just going to be happy so long as you are. Right now she’s learning from a Queen who dealt with a lot of pain and suffering without her crown ever being crooked. While she’s no you? Adelaide is one hell of an impressive woman and her bargaining skills alone will be a great asset when Anya sets out on her own some day.” Hearing her talk about his little terror, his perfect little cream puff, his baby girl… Ahhh that made him chuckle a bit… “Aysil is a year younger than Anya but only just… And I do plan on bringing her down here as soon as we’re settled. She’s… A bit too much like me… She doesn’t fit in too well in Arvandor, her wild streak is a little too healthy you know? And I don’t trust the surface with her if only because without someone there with a firm hand she’d tear the place apart… Before things got… A bit muddled between us… I was actually talking to Anya about it and she was thrilled to have someone about her own age to talk to, to help guide and teach, especially since I think being a Priestess is right up Aysil’s alley…”

The chatter fell into the background as she came into the bed with him and the moment her fangs pierced his neck? He felt fully and completely unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Better than the drow drugs, better than sex, better than… Anything… He was high and hot, every second that ticked by was a continued ramp of pleasure, ever multiplying by itself with each moment as it passed. His hands roved all over her body like a man possessed, desperate to try and ground himself in a way, the pleasure starting to become so overwhelming his control was slipping down a dangerous icy path… And all the same? She shattered it despite his best efforts and he found himself the slave to a sudden and violent climax that shook the very marrow of his bones, making him cry out and grip her tightly as his cum shot through the soft cotton fibers of his towel and up along his belly and thighs, dragging him down over and over again… Making him feel like a sailor in storm tossed seas… He had to ease her off before he lost himself, sagging down into the bedding as the throes of it wracked his body from head to toe, making his muscles seize and jump in these involuntary undulating peaks and valleys… “Fuuuuuck~” He whined as he couldn’t have taken back control of he wanted to, the venom in her saliva, that sweet genetic perk? Wouldn’t fade any time soon…

Looking at her? She could tell he so badly wanted to talk… Tell her he hadn’t either… That this was just as incredible for him as it was for her… But his words? His tongue? Wouldn’t form what he wanted to say. Worse still was that when she began to jerk him off? He cried out again and his hands found her shoulders as he gripped them, his head pushing deeper down into the bedding as he groaned and swore, panting as he shook his head. “Fuck- Fuuuuck- No--- I can’t---” He stuttered… Stalled… Lifting his head off the bedding only to see her there jerking him off with her skirt about his cock and he whined… Actually whined as he felt weak as a damned baby mouse in her excellently sharpened cats claws… Her lips just a hair from his and that touching… She didn’t let up and because of that he jerked her down against him and clung to her as another cry ripped from his chest and through his lips as another orgasm hit him and that cum spattered all over that pretty bit of tulle, up along her belly and down her thighs… And yet… Fuck… He couldn’t catch his breath! He just jerked and twitched and shuddered as he tried to ground himself but he was in a tornado of pleasure with no eye in sight… Her smile… Haunting… Predatory in a way… Making him shiver all the more as he nodded his head. What the hell else could he say honestly? And as she went on, stating that she felt if she did push, well he might just faint on her. All he could do was shake his head and hope she understood…

Yet all the same what evolved next? His lips still tasting of licorice and a touch of honey from her kisses… Only to be stacked with his own taste of blood on her finger from the depths of her mouth and if she wanted him to suck her finger? So be it as he did just that with a desperate sort of passion that would have kindled her own flames, his hands obeyed her order, needing both of his to manage the package he sported… Jerking himself off as he watched her play with herself, whining as he watched, smelled the way his cum slicked her up… The sweet scent of her own arousal… “Please… Mistress…” He spoke around her finger still caught in his mouth as he suckled it. “Fuck me-… Let me please my Mistress… Use your slave boy…” He uttered, admitting his position to her for the first time, the real fact that he was her slave… Willing and starving to please her… It was such a strange position for him to be in, not only to drop but to drop so hard and fast, not even caring about his pride or strength that he had in himself... All he knew was that she had given him this extreme pleasure, the heavenly euphoria, and all he wanted right now? Was for it to go on...


"I can't explain it... I don't know how... But you... You gave me this... And I... Want more... You... YOU... Gave this to me... Give me... More..." He growled throatily at her before he'd move up to her quickly, placing her firmly in his lap, fingers curling in firmly about those supple hips... "And if you wont give it to your slave... Then I'll take it from you as your Shield Master and your Husband... Your choice Matron... Either use me... Or I will... Most Assuredly... Use you... For Hours... And Hours... And Hours..."

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“Honestly it’s been such a long time since I got to take care of you like that this makes my heart a bit happy… Not that you’re working yourself overtly hard but… Just a chance to cook for you again like I used to… It made my soul smile to know I was taking care of you like that…” She’d never be happy with him overworking himself no matter how good the cause, but she wasn’t about to say boo to it because she meant what she said, she really did miss taking care of him like that… It was all about the small things… The little love notes… Hidden flowers… Packing him meals for lunch and then cooking for him at dinner… Shared breakfast of scones and tea… No matter how far they came in life, no matter where they went or what they did, she’d always find the happiest part of herself in the way she got to take care of him. She snuck that kiss in sweet and soft but she didn’t linger, she knew he wanted to clean off and honestly he had every reason to be cautious, there were bacteria down here not to mention viruses that neither of them had actually encountered… So their immune system was ill prepared for what might happen if they got sick. Which made her think it might behoove them both to try and find someone who was sick and try to create the virus in a contained space to create a vaccine for it so she and Jacob could avoid that entirely while still helping their body learn the types of illness down here… Definitely something to look into. Perhaps a pet project between them?

While he showered she showed off one of the little skills she had almost perfected, warming up his towel for him because honestly, what could possibly be better than a warm towel at the end of a long day? Well… Maybe a warm towel and a glass of whisky, which, by the way? She had waiting for him on the little side table along with a laced cigarette just for him to enjoy and unwind. As he bathed they chatted back and forth about a lot of what was going on, catching each other up on the changes in their life, though he surprised her when she heard that the Matrons and slaves were talking about her. She was kind yes, always warm and soft, loving and generous in her beside manor. She did her best to be a great doctor, to give Gia some extreme bragging rights, something to be proud of… But to know they had gone so far? That they were reaching down the chain in such a way was a shock to her. All the same she was more than a little proud of it though… “I know…I know I do, honestly, it’s why I haven’t gone down… But that doesn’t mean I don’t think about it a hundred times a day…” She loved to help him, to be around him like that, it was always where she was happiest… But right now? Wrapped up in his arms was rather perfect… The hug was warm and sweet, utterly divine as she returned it, her head over his heart as she listened to the steady beat and the hum of his voice as it echoed in his chest. “Well I can promise that one and raise you one more promise… That within a couple of years my smile won’t be the only one waiting for you when you get home.” Within about a year or so… Oddly enough she STILL couldn’t exactly pinpoint her place in her pregnancy yet, but either way within that time? She’d gift him with his first child, their little boy Lyon, and after that? Who knew? So long as they weren’t pregnant at the same time as the Matron then chances were they’d grow a beautiful little family, the first elves born in Menzoberranzan, living the lifestyle of both Drow and Elf alike… Perhaps… And who knew? She and Gia’s children might just be the way, the bridge to ending the fighting between their people, all the old hatred and misjudged actions…

He suddenly just dropped her on the bed and there was no way to avoid laughter, it was sweetly fun and playful, something they tried to indulge when they could... But when he placed his hands on either side of her head, the look in those beautiful eyes, the heat of his smile? She knew he had a different sort of play in mind and while she was perfectly prepared for the former, the latter, well that caught her off guard. She thought he’d need a good meal and sleep with tons of cuddles but it appeared his appetite was placed somewhere outside of something you could fit on a plate. What could she say, honestly? All it took was a heated glance from him and it was all the spark she needed to start burning for him. She quickly began to peel off her clothes at his teasing request, pushing up onto her elbows to allow for a bit better movement as the tugged the ties free and she could peel the beautiful thing off, but her skirt? Was going to be stuck a bit where it was but hey? It was up around her hips so what did it matter?

Those hands… Rough… Calloused… Stronger than they had been at first… The way she felt his warm palms caress over her sensitive nipples, fingers curling in to grip and knead, sending lighting bright flashes of pleasure through her body that made her see stars. “Mmhmm…Much… Yes…” Articulacy had gone out the window faster than a whore’s morals as soon as he was touching her… Stroking… Caressing… Turning her into this sweet, succulent little thing under him, whining so temptingly… His hands roving over her while luscious? Wasn’t quite what she was looking for as she guided his hands back up to her breasts, telling him what she wanted, what she needed… Her hands releasing his wrists to slip between their bodies and take that beastly cock between her fingers, sweet and teasing along the head before firm and tight over the shaft, teasing and tempting and driving him as wild as he was driving her… Or so she hoped. Lips meshed, tongues danced, flavors melded as their kisses were deep and hot… Hungry but not all consuming… That perfect balance as they teased and tormented each other with their rounds of foreplay before she shattered… Hard and hot…

Saccharine and supple her sweet high cry echoed around the room like the silent vibrations of a string instrument after the last note has been played, gasping and panting under him, nearly sobbing as those waves raked through her with all the consuming power of riptide. When she finally surfaced from the depths of pleasure she was flushed and rosy, eyes dilated till there was barely a ring of gold to be seen, skin dewy with sweet sweat… Lips parting instantly for the second kiss as she tried so hard to fully surface, still floating, lightly tugged now and then by the after quakes… When she had a chance she slipped those now sweetly soaked panties off her body and tied them in a bout about his wrist, the idea that he’d keep them, would use them… “Wrap them around your cock as you jerk off for me… Know the cum on them is there because of you… You always… Always make me cum… So hard…” She panted as the writhing slowly left her, allowing her to move a bit smoother, guiding him up into the bed with her… Side to side, face to face she wanted their first part of love making to be as equals, she wanted to see him as his body struggled with the pleasure… She wanted him to see her as he drove her to complete madness and deeper still into abandon as she surrendered to what only he could make her feel…

It was hard not to touch him when ever they were together, especially now when the moments were at their most intimate, looking into his beautiful mismatched eyes and knowing there wasn’t another soul in the world she wanted to be with but him… Draping her leg over his hip as she left herself open for him, her hand caressing along his days old stubble and whispering sweet confessions to him, his own… He never would see himself the way she did and that was ok, she would remind him of how beautiful, how special he was to her every day.

Feeling him pressing against her… The white hot sting… Even after such a delicious orgasm he was still painful to take, thick and throbbing his cock was a beast, a vicious killer who loved to feast on her flesh and screams… And oh YES did she ever love to be the willing sacrifice. The pressure built up, her breath catching in her throat as he eased his way in until that delicious pop of his head entering her, making her hiss and whine just a touch… Deeper… Deeper… “Omigawd-!” She swore, her nails digging into his shoulder, feeling his fingers slowly trace down her supple plump thigh… The way they’d dig in to grip… To hold her as he made her take each and every torpid inch of his gorgeously thick cock. By the time he sunk in as deep as he could in this position she was already finding it hard to catch her breath, rocking and grinding down along with him, her nails scoring along his shoulders and back as she felt him dig in deeper… Fuller… Thicker than anyone else ever could be… The sweet pain of being invaded… Pushed and pulled apart over and over again with each thrust… “Always Big Brother-“ She gasped as she clung to him, bodies writhing and arching, her body both chilled to the bone and on fire all at once as she felt those ever tightening circles of pleasure along her body… Stirred to life by every thrust of his cock…

Before she knew it she felt herself getting impossible tight around him and she couldn’t help the whimpers as she bit into his shoulder. “Noooo- Not yet… Don’t-… Please-“ She panted as he pushed… And pushed… And pushed… His teeth catching her bottom lip was all it took for her to shatter against him once more, the shock of him rolling them, the extra two inches he shoved into her with the action as she was mid-climax… Her sweet cries of pleasure deepened into something lushly primal as that orgasm went deeper, hitting all those perfect sweet spots as she fell against him, gushing such sweet nectar all over his balls and thighs… Her head was spinning as she forced herself to stay up, her head falling back against her shoulders as she pulsed and gripped his cock with her honeyed walls, milking him deliciously as they slowly ebbed… Opening dreamy… Hazy eyes to loos at him, seeing the way he gently touched her breasts at the first before he’d settle in for a firmer grip, making her hiss and arch hard atop of him… Digging down a bit deeper until he reached That space… Deep at the back… Past her cervix into that place that only knew his touch…

“Sometimes… I feel…So guilty…” She whimpered as she began to move, her hands atop her thighs at first before they’d move in closer to her core, to spread her lips nice and wide so he could see the flashing wet diamond of her new jewelry… Elaborate, beautiful, and viciously weighted… Rolling her hips so that she would almost lift fully off that impressive cock of his before dropping herself back down hard and fast at such an angle he’d get a plethora of sensations and she’d get that perfect hit to that D, G, and P nodes of pleasure. “I know… Anouk Loves you… Others… Love you… Would kill…To be your lover… Even… Your whore…” Oh and there was a list of them… Including his former student Kit… She’d known the moment that Kit stopped writing her back that she’d fallen for Jacob and couldn’t admit to it… And there was Anouk too and likely more than a good two bakers dozen of women who would give up more than their very lives to have him in theirs… “And All… I can think of… Is that No One… Will Ever… Love you… Like I do… No one… Can make you feel… Like me…” She said as she lifted up a bit higher on her knees and tilted herself a bit to the left so she’d give him a succulent full range of internal stimulation against her white hot walls. “No one… Knows… How you like…To be fucked… But me…” His hands free of her breasts she released her hold on her labia and moved her hands to her full little tits, tugging on those nipples around the golden shields with their metal bars burried deep in her flesh, feeling everything a hundred times more now that her hormones were in swing…

“How I like it…” She panted as she began to switch it up again, to roll her hips in a clockwise motion so his cock was deliciously swirled around inside her, married to the thick slow rise and fall of her body atop of his. This was more than just for her… This was for them… Their pleasure, for in him she found hers, even if she never climaxed again his own was enough… For right now though she was building them both up, keeping him rising hard and hot, like a sun in the sky she wanted to keep him pulsing… The pressure just growing and growing… Not enough to cum… But enough to keep him perpetually on that bloodied edge… That razor fine line that was utterly sublime pleasure just before the fall… “You’re-… How I like it-… You’re… So… Fucking good… Look at what… You do to me… I’m soaking wet…” She growled as she felt her control starting to fray… “You’ve… Taught… Me so… Much… About what… Feels… Amazing…” He’d been all her firsts… Her perfect lover and friend… But… What did she want? What really got her off?... She shifted her position suddenly so that she was pressed against his chest, heels pressed into the bedding so that she had a much better range of motion to move, her fingers sliding along his bottom lip before she’d slide her fingers between them and hook him like her favorite catch. “Like how much-… You love it-… When I Dom you… And use my body… To make you writhe… Just like now…Keeping you… On the edge…” And that was exactly what she’d been doing so far, edging him, allowing him to only get so high before she’d release the pressure just a bit… Enough to keep him from cumming but no where near enough to provide any relief…

“I love… That we can be… Hard or Soft… When ever we want… I can Dom you… Turn you into my little fuck boy…” She panted as she dropped herself hard and fast over his cock just as she said that, the sweet soaking wet schlurping sounds of her cunt devouring that cock, her ass slapping against his thighs as she rode him hard and hot like a well paid whore… “You love being my little fuck boy… Taking my dick in your ass, don’t you baby? The way you gasped… Whined and shook… Remember that baby?... The way I made you almost faint before I let you cum deep in your Mistress’s pussy…” She’d edge him even harder, pushing him until he was on the verge of begging for it, to the point of almost breaking… Only then did she stop… She slowed down suddenly and began to rock atop of him like a dance… A lullaby in motion and movement… So saccharine sweet… Delicate as candy floss… Her hands moving up along his body and down his arms to catch his hands, linking their fingers as she rode him with such perfect tenderness it could break someones heart… “I love how when I need it… We can make love so ethereal… So fragile that it could make the stars weep… When we touch… Our bodies and souls in union… Knowing our love… Put our son in my belly… Will put many more children deep inside me…” Her fingers curled in to grip his in a loving squeeze as she’d begin to move a little differently once more, taking that perfect dream of love making into something perfect… “What I love- Most-… Is how we can marry them… Together… Hard… And Soft…” Vicious mixed with tenderness… A rare melody that they somehow instinctually knew how to sing together… Their bodies perfectly in-tune as she brought them up higher… Hotter… But right before they’d cum?

She pulled off of him with a sticky wet slurp and more than a few glistening trails of cum from her… She moved over to the side just a bit and moved down so that her lips wrapped about the head of his cock and began to suck him off with that perfect pressure and friction, her hands working up and down his shaft and balls, her head bobbing down slow and sweet at times before she’d force herself into a sudden and hard deep throat… Giving him just the rhythm he needed to blow his load deep down her throat… But if he though they were done? He was wrong… He wanted to see how she liked it… What got her off… And if she had given him enough brain-cells to spare to think about it… She hadn’t cum once… She’d given him a delicious white hot ride, edged him beyond anything she’d ever taken him before, dragged it out for well over a couple of hours… She should have came a good dozen times by that point but there was something else she was after… Something she was craving… She reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a sweet little bit of polished onyx… A replica of his cock as best as she could have it crafted, her little companion on the nights he was away, something to keep her from going completely batty…

Moving to straddle on all fours, she would move down in a clean sweet curve, her hand fisting in the bedding as she slowly slid the replica inside her and began to fuck herself with herself right in line with his view with that perfectly decadent position… She began to pant and gasp, to shake and tremble, she'd been edging them both so that when they climaxed it would be together, something so brilliant it would make the sun pale in comparison… She’d pull the toy out of her once it was thoroughly slicked up with her own juices and began to slide it up and over her ass. “I want… I want you… To fuck my ass… I want… You to fuck me... Cum… Deep inside me while I fuck myself…” That… Was the one thing that still lingered from their exploration… Every now and then she wanted that lush fullness to create that one of a kind orgasm that always left her seeing stars… 

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She would always be worried, deep down it was just in her nature.. she was a Mother.. it came hand in hand for the most part.. when she loved she loved Hard.. she loved with every fibre of her being and it showed in the way she cared.. the way she made sure everyone around her was tended to.. and looked after.. but it didn't mean she was a pushover.. she was an incredibly strong woman.. fierce and someone you really didn't want to get on the wrong side of.. she knew her worth.. and had from a very young age.. she reached for his hand.. sliding hers across it-.. I will always be there.. waiting for you to return.. You have my word..-and her word.. was unbreakable.. he explained further about this rather intriguing Ambergris and its odd origins.. her brow rose as he went into detail.. nodding her head in response-.. well thats certainly intriguing.. I honestly had no idea such a thing existed.. I guess.. we do tend to have uses for the most random things at times as well.. down here.. so the origins of such a rare oddity shouldn't surprise me so much.. oils from the glands of poison frogs and so on.. I guess if we really looked into where everything came from it wouldn't be even remotely romantic.. -she laughed.. giving a little shake of her head.. though they would soon share a soft moment.. his hand pressing to the softness of her stomach.. words spoken of priceless and precious gifts in the shape of children.. he had given her so much already..they spoke on the cave systems .. the crystals and mermaids.. though a curious look crossed her features when he mentioned what they would be doing once they were settled-.. a what now?.. -she questioned.. her head tilting to the side-.. What is this.. honeymoon?.. its not something I am familiar with.. -it conjured up all kinds of images.-.. some kind of surface thing?.. I mean I have seen the moon a few times.. but.. youve lost me I'm afraid..

-generally when the Drow got married.. especially that of a Matron it was back to business soon after.. it would be quite rare for the head of the House to be gone for any great length of time..she was curious as to how they were going to over throw this house.. it was larger than the one they had hit.. considerably so.. the idea of Thaylan going down there in the form of a woman though had her curiosity peaked.. -.. mm.. I am still in debt to my own.. something I will need to handle here once we get back.. but yes.. the dealers .. well.. the good ones are in high demand..extremely well paid and looked after.. As long as Thaylan comes out of this alive.. I am happy for you both to do as you please.. whatever you think is best.. -she nodded-.. but yes I will be looking out for that update.. I prefer to be kept in the loop.. as opposed to the dark.. too much can go wrong otherwise...-she needed to know where they would be and when.. it was important.. if anything went awry she needed to know where to go to retrieve them.. it was nice to hear that the two of them had found a way to get this all to work.. taking the shifts to work on the soldiers and slaves.. allowing the relationships to blossom and strengthen as separate duos as well as the trio in the evenings.. -.. You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you two are just gelling so very well. -she settled atop his lap..her knees pressing down onto the soft bedding as that tulle skirt was hiked up a little.. they shared some laughs over the idea of him having pink hair and just what that pixie would think of it.. to something a bit more important.. wholesome even.. talk of their children.. of Anya and Aysil ..-.. I happen to think those two will get along very well.. Anya could do with a bit of a wild streak.. and your daughter Aysil sounds like she could do with a little bit of taming.. hopefully together they will find some middle ground.. If her magic pool comes from you and Sydel.. well she will be a very gifted Priestess indeed.. -her House as it stood would be.. talked about.. Often.. her Doctors were pale skinned.. her Shield Master appeared to be a noble.. and if Aysil stepped in a light Priestess ..its highly possible they would be mistaken in thinking the House was weak.. only to soon be humbled..for they would be a strong force.. a hardened wall.. one many would fall even attempting to crack it..

lips would soon find their place.. pressed to the softness of his cheek.. his jawline.. the curve of his neck.. before those sharpened points would pierce the skin.. done as easily as if she was an old hand at it.. it was like nothing she had ever experienced before.. the taste.. the sensations.. the way it took over her entire body as a whole.. it was far to easy to just keep going.. feeling him tensing beneath her.. the shudders and trembles.. the sounds of him crying out before she felt that unmistakable heat against her inner thighs.. he pulled her back and they both stilled.. breathless.. she watched as he sagged down against the soft pillows.. her gaze.. that rich now incredibly vibrant garnet searched his.. watched him as her brows drew in.. her breath was deep and long.. though it came out in bursts.. she could see he was struggling.. unable to talk.. to respond to her questions.. lids grew heavy when he gripped onto her shoulders.. her fingers having since slid down between them both as she gripped that thick cum slick cock of his.. stroking back and forth.. keeping his head high.. his body on edge.. feeling him squirm and shift beneath her.. -.. mm yes.. Yes you can and you will.. -she quipped suddenly at his stuttered pleas for mercy.. she kept just a little above him.. a little further away so he couldn't reach her.. like holding candy in front of a baby.. before he jerked her down against him... she groaned when he hit that second climax.. feeling that sudden splash of heat.. this time going as far as coating her stomach.. her skirt.. she looked down to him with that haunting smile.. it lingered.. the sparkle in her eyes telling only tales of mischief.. almost daring him to deny her.. he shook his head when she mentioned he would probably pass out if she pressed much harder.. she honestly thought it might be an issue..

his breath was coming out in short little bursts.. he was panting as his skin picked up that fine sheen of sweat.. he smelt incredible..it just spurned her on even more.. the kiss was all encompassing.. dipping her tongue down into his mouth.. offering up the taste of his own blood..along with her own sweet flavours.. though those naughty little fingers were not from her mouth.. they did not have blood atop them oh no.. they were from the very same hand that had been jerking him off.. they glistened with his own sweet tasting cum.. thats what she wanted him to suck on.. thats what she Ordered him to..watching as he drew those lips in like a perfectly trained slave.. doing as he was told without a moments hesitation.. her lips parted as she took a breath.. it was quite a sight to watch.. the eye contact.. the feeling of his tongue.. his lips.. the heat his mouth contained.. before she ordered him to touch himself.. to please himself and again.. straight to it.. no questions asked.. she could feel the movements... how his arms brushed against her sides as he teased and tormented himself.. her own fingers had returned down between her thighs.. gliding along her own cum slick slit.. dragging against that tiny pleasure bead as she moaned.. still watching him.. noticing his discomfort.. the whining.. the pleading.. she pulled her fingers from out of his mouth.. dragging a line of glistening spit across his cheek as she picked up the pace a little.. dipping a few of her fingers inside.. a soft breathy cry sounded.. her forehead to his..eyes closing over.. he would have felt her gasped breaths against his damp skin-.. You want to please me?.. -she murmured.. lips brushing against the corner of his with every almost whispered word.. a smile turned into a grin there when he referred to himself as her slave boy -.. I like the sound of that.. It pleases me to hear it.. -the tip of her tongue would drag along just the inside of his upper lip..he'd feel her body tremble above his when she hit a small pleasurable peak..

she listened when he spoke further on not being able to explain it.. but that he wanted more.. not that just he wanted it.. Oh no.. he was Demanding it.. a hiss through grit down teeth sounded when he growled.. gripping her hips with such ferocity.. planting her there upon his lap.. her brow rose.. as she looked to him.. hearing the menace in those words.. the intimidation..she clucked her tongue-.. Well now.. -she could feel that hardness pressing against her ass.. against her thigh from her seated position.. her fingers however.. didn't slow.. and he would have felt it.. every time they brushed against his cock.. -.. That sounds like a threat to me.. -her grin only broadened.. if he thought the smile was predatory.. Oh it had nothing on how she looked right in that moment-.. Are you threatening me pretty boy?.. -she tilted her head to the side.. still shifting there upon his lap.. even with his strong handed grip bruising her soft supple flesh..- You cant take anything.. and one of these days you will come to realise this.. I give you precisely what you deserve.. -her breath caught as she gasped.. those fingers working a little faster.. a little harder-.. You are my shield master.. But youre not my husband..not yet.. . It will always.. Always be my choice beautiful.. even when you think you have the upper hand.. you dont.. -her breaths caught quicker.. shorter.. sharper ..she was seated right on that peak.. - I just let you think you do.. like i said.. precisely what you deserve.. -her lips fell open as she tore those slick fingers away from between her thighs..

replacing them in an instant with that incredibly large cock of his.. the pressure was hard and almost too much to bare.. her body was hot .. that cum soaked cunt of hers was slick wet from her own torments and exploration.. so it took maybe a moment.. maybe two before his thick unusually ridged shaft would glide into her.. right on the cusp of her climax.. so he felt that sudden and shockingly tight restriction.. her body tensed in his grip as she cried out loudly.. those cum soaked fingers though.. oh they found a home.. right over his mouth.. coating his lips.. his tongue as she forced his head down into the pillows.. her free hand found its place around his throat.. with both about his head she forced his head on a tight angle.. backwards into the bedding.. restricting the blood flow a little.. as she began to ride that incredibly pleasurable length.. realistically it should have tore her up.. he was larger than anyone she had laid eyes on or experienced.. the sting and the ache that followed were indisputable.. but yet she still pushed.. because above it all.. it was pleasure like no other.. the wave from that first climax kept her trembling.. kept her body tensing and jerking as she moved atop his well muscled frame.. her knees pressed firmly into the velvet.. almost digging into his sides as he held her hips.. she couldn't get the full range of movement due to that restriction.. but that didn't mean she couldn't grind .. Hard.. dragging his cock in and out.. in and out.. forcing it on some wicked angles as the thick ridged head was pulled against her entrance over and over..

her breath was short.. sharp.. gasps as she hissed and moaned.. she couldn't take it.. the hold upon her .. there would be a noticeable shift.. as if she took a misstep.. her rhythm fell out for a moment.. her mind was on something else.. a little magic.. that unmistakable vibration in the air.. before he would have felt leather lengths wrapped keen and tight around his wrists and his arms would be yanked back toward the bedhead with a force he would not be able to fight .. and if he tried it was possible he would have dislocated both in the process.. -..Much better.. -she snapped.. picking up that pace now with free movement.. that collar would reappear around his throat.. she'd be able to pull her fingers back.. her palm pressing to his chest as she rode him as if her very life depended on it.. scarlet locks bouncing upon her shoulders.. her head rocking back as she arched..dragging cum soaked fingers down his chin.. she reached back.. unclasping the rather precious halter she was wearing.. letting it be thrown half way across the room as she free'd those now bouncing breasts only to reach across.. to cup them both.. to hold as she pleasured herself atop him.. used him.. fingers would glide down her stomach.. to the button clasp on that rather wet tulle skirt.. peeling it away.. letting it fall to the floor along with the towel he had only moments before.. the two of them naked.. well apart from his collar and those leather straps.. her hands fell back to his chest.. nails flicked those tiny pink nipples of his.. twisting them around before she rocked forward.. her hips rolling against his cock in the process.. face to face.. bodies pressed.. flush.. -.. Give You More mmm?.. Thats So demanding for a pretty slave boy.. -she latched her teeth onto his lower lip..not enough to draw blood.. but the pressure would have been quite intense.. tugging back before releasing suddenly.. her body was tensing.. he would have felt that tell tale fluttering.. the pulsing before she stiffened.. the climax tearing through her in some seriously sharp rolling waves.. her cries went right to his left ear.. breathless moans as she gasped. - I dare you to threaten me again

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Admittedly he did not expect for the evening to head down this path.. when he walked into the room he was exhausted.. utterly and completely... it wasn't even just a physical thing.. it was more mental than anything else.. but when he saw her.. everything just seemed to float away.. he got cleaned up.. removing all the grit.. the grime.. the dust, blood and god knows what else.. before the two of them found themselves tangled up on that soft bedding.. lips meshing together.. hands exploring.. reaching.. caressing.. the desire to touch one another high on the priorities list.. they rolled over onto their sides.. her long shapely legs wrapping around him.. opening herself up to him.. he just looked to her.. watched her.. just drank in the very sight of her.. she was so soft.. so warm ..smooth to the touch.. he slid his fingers along the length of her thigh.. drawing her knee in a little tighter..this.. this right here.. was perfection to him.. he needed little more.. gliding that thick hardened length up into her was indescribable.. it was a pleasure like no other.. her brows drew in.. he forced out a breath as he watched her gasping and moaning .. he watched the way the pleasure crossed her beautiful features.. the ways her eyes dilated.. the sounds she made.. the message she sent from each reaction. just pushed him that little bit harder.. he dipped deeper and deeper.. feeling her stiffen and tremble.. the nails digging into his shoulder had him growling.. had him gritting his teeth as she just about pierced through the skin.. -.. Oh my god you feel so Good.. -he whined.. his words were forced.. heavy as they fell from between his lips.. the two of them moved in sync.. together.. smooth like liquid silk.. they just fit.. in practically ever aspect of their lives..

her impending climax was easily felt.. the fluttering.. the pulsing.. and her own pleading whimpers as he groaned when she bit into his already bruised shoulder.. his teeth met with her plump coloured lips.. giving that playful little tug.. and it seemed thats all she needed to push her over that peak.. she shattered and in that moment he rolled her over.. his back pressed to the bedding.. being tossed about in the after waves of her climax.. his hands fell to the rounds of her hips.. holding her as she rolled and ground down that little bit harder.. taking every inch that was available to her.. he swallowed and rocked his head back into the pillows.. -.. mm?. -he questioned when she spoke about feeling guilty.. his hands lifted to cup those beautiful small globes.. feeling their weight against his palms as he gave them both a good firm squeeze.. hearing that hiss.. watching her body elongate as she arched.. his breath picked up.. she'd earn a deep groan and gasped breath everytime she planted herself down harder.. lifting his head in time to see her splitting those slick cum soaked lips .. giving him a glimpse of that sparkling jewellery.. elaborate as it was.. he whined and dumped his head back down once more .. she was tormenting him with her movements.. the way she was milking that pulsing hard cock of his.. she knew precisely what she was doing.. and considering she knew So little when he first met her.. well she was a damn fast learner.. he listened to her talk about the other women that would just about kill to be his lover.. or even his whore.. he growled-.. I dont care.. I really dont.. there is only one for me.. and thats you angel.. -he hissed and gasped.. his facial features taking on an almost agonised expression.. though it was all from the pure pleasure of what he was feeling-.. But you are right on one thing.. You know me.. No one will ever love me the way you do.. -he exhaled.. his body tensed as his hands fell back down to her hips once again.. gripping fiercely-.. You know what I like.. what I want.. I dont need anyone else.. just you.. Just you.. -he moaned.. she just kept going.. edging him.. the pressure deep down inside grew and grew and grew.. before she just slowed it down.. he just about hit that peak numerous times.. only to have her stop it.. to almost yank him right back down .. he whined and gasped.. it was starting to get too much.. the line between pleasure and pain was becoming razor thin.. frustration.. need.. want.. the lust was thick and hot.. -.. I simply showed you how to explore love.. thats all.. you ran with it.. you grasped it with both hands..

-he groaned-.. and you mastered it.. quicker than anyone Ive seen.. -he just about cried out when she shifted position suddenly.. hooking that finger in his mouth had his eyes half closing.. had his shoulders sinking down into the soft sheets.. he whimpered in response.. -.. I do.. I do I can't deny it.. -he swallowed.. looking up to her.. watching her as she continued to torment him.. -.. We can take it anywhere.. anytime in any fashion.. any direction.. hard and soft.. whatever you want love.. -the sounds of their bodies meeting was music to his ears.. his head was already filled with fog but that just made it worse.. it was as if he were on some kind of drug.. he just felt.. So good.. all over.. his body was prickled with the heat he was experiencing.. -.. I do.. I do remember it.. I remember all of it.. -he hissed.. it was not something he would be able to forget.. that time she surprised him.. took him..Mastered him.. completely in every sense of the word.. he cried out when she pushed him harder.. -.. please.. Please!!.. -he pleaded.. before she slowed down once more and he felt for sure that his heart was about to break free of his chest.. his body trembled beneath her..pressure and pleasure.. all bound tightly.. before she withdrew suddenly and without warning.. he hissed and gasped.. almost wincing at the feeling that caused.. forcing his head down into the pillows as he exhaled long and deeply.. before he felt those lips.. hot and wet.. that soft slick tongue gliding down his cum soaked cock.. he tensed and sucked in a sudden breath-.. Fuck!.. -he gripped the bedding.. nearly tearing into it in the process.. that pressure returned.. it climbed higher and higher as she bobbed up and down on his cock.. her fingers mixing in.. following along behind.. keeping him up there.. very very high.. before he felt that tight restriction..his left hand rose as he gripped the back of her head tightly.. tangling fingers within her hair as he cried out.. oh there was no possible way to hold it back.. he just exploded right down her throat.. painted her up a right pretty picture.. it was not small either.. she would be gasping and gagging on it as he jerked and bucked ..

his eyes had rolled back.. his hand finally releasing her hair as he sagged against the bedding.. gasping for a breath he simply was unable to get.. his chest just about hollowed out as he whined..-.. Fucking Hell.. -he swallowed.. his cheeks were flush.. it was taking him a bit of time to regain his composure.. he hadn't thought about her not cumming at least in that last little bit.. she had at least once already he knew that much but after that his mind was a complete mess .. he watched her with a dreamy look.. through half lidded eyes as he slowed his breathing down.. -.. You are far to good at this angel.. My god.. -he laughed a little.. a smile only for her as he watched her shifting.. moving to get something out of the bedside table?.. his brow rose as it was a toy she revealed.. polished onyx.. a replica of his own cock no less.. -.. well well well.. that I did not expect.. how long have you been hiding that mmm? -his mouth fell open though when without a word she planted her sweet slick cunt down onto it.. the shaking the trembling.. the way she was just devouring it.. the colour difference was striking.. there was no mistaking that hard thick length gliding up into that tight little pastel pink hole.. he swallowed.. -.. Oh Wow.. -he cleared his throat.. suddenly feeling a shiver creeping the length of his spine .. her pleas.. to fuck her.. to fill that ass of hers whilst she fucked herself were met with a throaty growl.. how could he possibly say no to that?.. his cock was already hard.. his fingers were curled around it.. something he didn't even realise he was doing.. but the sight of her tormenting herself was simply becoming to much to bare.. -.. Keep going.. just like that.. Do you have Any idea how hot you look right now?.. I love watching you play with yourself.. -he groaned.. lifting himself up onto his knees as he came in behind her.. his hands landed hard upon those rounded soft ass cheeks.. once.. twice.. three times.. leaving red angry handprints behind before he would grip and rub away the sting.. - remove it.. for just a moment.. then I promise you can shove it right back up inside that sweet little cunt of yours..

-he whispered.. waiting for her to pull that onyx cock out before he would reach down..cupping his fingers against her cunt.. feeling how hot and wet she was.. before he shoved three fingers inside her without warning.. curling them around as he fucked her hard and fast.. his free hand pressing against her ass to hold her still.. the sounds.. that wet slapping echoed around the room.. -.. Fuck you're so wet -he groaned.. before just as quickly as he started he suddenly withdrew.. dragging those incredibly slick fingers back up over her tight pink little ass..coating the skin.. watching it glisten.. before just for a bit of added lubricant he would spit close enough that she'd feel it.. -.. Fuck yourself nice and hard.. I want to feel that toy when Im deep.. deep inside your ass.. -.. he slapped his cocks head against that tight little star.. before she'd feel the pressure ..harder.. firmer.. a bit more.. a bit more.. before she would open up to him.. devouring his thick cocks head.. and in one sharp sudden movement he thrust into her.. it wasn't slow.. it wasn't cautionary.. no he invaded her.. hard... his body pressed firm as he anchored as deep as he could.. groaning loudly at the restriction.. just how tight and hot she was.. before he would grip onto her hips.. and he would start to fuck her.. pumping that well rounded plush pink ass of hers with speed and finesse.. rocking in and out.. feeling that rock hard toy pressing against those thin slick walls .. -.. This ass is mine.. every bit of you.. is Mine.. I know full well that down here I have little say .. I have been thrown down quite a few pegs on the ladder so to speak,, but behind closed doors.. Oh.. You will never forget that all of this.. is mine.. Oh you can lay claim to me.. and I wont deny it.. You are the Perfect Mistress.. and I will fall at my feet.. to my knees whenever you desire it.. but I will always have you as mine Rose.. wholly.. and completely..

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“Then that is all I need to keep getting up no matter how hard they hit me.” Fighting had been something he excelled at, an excelent outlet for a food deal of pent up pain, rage and sorrow. Now? She was just giving him something to use it for, a purpose and cause to unleash his anguished emotions, a place where he could unburden his soul of darker emotions that went towards a greater goal. Not for someone else, not for the glory of a God, but for the woman he loved. What more could a man honestly ask for? As their conversation made it’s dance and it did, their words were always like a dance to him, perfectly partnered without a need to filter or hold back… Beautiful… He explained to her for instance what Ambergris was and she took it exceptionally well, herself explaining that sometimes the origins of things are far from flowery or poetic, and her laugh easily accompanied his own. “That is true… There is, for instance, a rare coffee bean that is said to hold exceptional flavor but I tell you now you will never see me try it. It get’s it’s special pallet because it’s been eaten and then defecated by a wild mountain cat. Last thing I want in my cup is a mistaken coffee bean.” And that was the truth. He’d made a rule of his life to try everything at least once but coffee beans shat out by a cat? No… Nope… No thank you. He’d owned cats as pets and he KNEW how bad it smelled when they took a dump. It wouldn’t improve the flavor or taste of anything, of that he was entirely, undeniably certain. Though as he spoke about showing her some of the finest oils and perfumes on their honeymoon he stopped dead for a moment when he realized that she had no idea what he was talking about and he realized in some ways it made extreme sense, the Drow wouldn’t have the time to spare for something like that, and when you lived as free and open as the Drow did it happened to make a honeymoon nearly and entirely pointless… He paused for a moment, stroking his chin in thought before he’d answer her. “It is, but it’s also found in other races as well, there’s no clear origin on who started it. Basically it’s a type of vacation where the new husband and wife go to a holiday location of their choosing and stay there for how ever long the couple can afford. It’s main purpose is to ensure the couple are allowed privacy to copulate and create children.”

Besides he and Gia were a bit ahead of the game here, pregnant but not married, so a honeymoon would have been pointless in the traditional manner. It would have been nice to sneak off and just let her get spoiled for a bit though he had a sneaking feeling that even if they did? Her mind would be down here, not where ever they had landed and he didn’t blame her for it, he understood all too well in fact. They had just taken down a house, the ripples of her name were spreading, for the first time in a very long time she was reclaiming what was hers by birthright. She had a solid foundation, strong males in her life with which to stand on, children on the way. Strike while the iron is hot, as they say, and after they had ensured her House would remain at the top of the food chain for centuries to come… Then they might think about sneaking away in the night for a little vacation. Until then though they did have tasks at hand and he was asking for her input on which house to hit and the information she had was worth more than gold. It allowed him to work through several options in his mind, various ways to attack and when, offensive and defensive measures as well as probably outcomes… His mind was never still and it was tearing off down every path that could occur if things went right as well as wrong, calculating to the finest of options which way to go should they start to fail at this bloodier side of war, choosing to take them by force rather than by honorable battle. If they did one thing too much? It would become expected and the arena would become more and more dangerous for him to enter and while Lloth had said she wouldn’t let him die? He wasn’t too sure she couldn’t or wouldn’t change her mind on the way.

“I am aware… Thaylan is at odds about it as he knows what he’s asked of your body. A position in the house makes sense, we would want our dealer close, but he grinds his teeth at allowing anyone else your body… Besides me, that is.” He said with a laugh and a rub of his chin. “He’s oddly selective in his fetish… I think with me he adores watching you go all the way but anyone else makes him want to barge in and claim you for himself. All rather romantic really…” Said with a wink but in truth he wasn’t too far off from Thaylan’s own feelings here. She was a beautiful woman, grown and perfectly capable of making her own decisions, of keeping herself safe… But he also was well aware there were a lot of dangers with her going now. She was pregnant and if this drow dosed her? Slipped something into through her skin? It could kill their children and that was a hard blow he would rather Gia never face. “It is… Debatable if it’s really wise for you to lay with him given your condition. In any other situation I would simply accept it for what it is, a debt owed and paid, but this is not any other situation… Perhaps Thaylan and I can… How you say… Persuade him into keeping his dick in his pants and accepting the position and his life instead…” One thing for sure he knew is that he and Thaylan wouldn’t hesitate a moment to see the man accidentally fall to a bad batch of drugs… But all that aside the fact that many a dealer would do a thing or two for a beautiful, high ranking Drowesse did play into their favor, the idea of sending Thaylan in under Harlequin guise was extremely underhanded but sly… Terrifically sly… Like the spider sneaking into the bed of an enemy. Lloth would surely approve and because of this choice there would likely be a good deal of bloodshed, all the more reason to do it, to honor Lloth and draw Achkinnal deeper into the occupied territories.

Promising to keep her in the loop he explained that he and Thaylan were taking shifts, both with her and with the army they were building so that no one was left out, they each had their own special time with her in the day before they’d all come together in the evening for what ever nightly events occurred. It was impossible not to smile when she spoke on her happiness, he was sure it came as part of a relief too, to know that he and Thaylan got along as well as a fish and water. Though they were almost entirely polar opposites in many ways they had a deep abiding respect for each other and a sexual passion as well, allowing for a very unique and enjoyable relationship to form in their own singularity, meaning that there was never a moment anyone felt neglected… Except for maybe in the actual bed because the ones here were a little too small to give the three of them any much moving room. “He’s my friend and I can honestly say I am happy to have him. He’s also an exceptional lover and a brilliant mind with a shockingly calm and controlled demeanor. We’ll always get along well.” Though the pink hair, while everyone else might get a hoot out of it? It was the color he was dreading the most. He did NOT look good in pink, put him in any other color, even Neon and he made it look amazing. But throw him in pink and he looked like an overtly flushed school girl. He was glad when the conversation rolled over to children, the talk of Aysil made him laugh a bit, knowing for a fact his little girl was far from good in most senses. “Anya is a special young woman and I think Aysil might drive her up the wall but perhaps in a good way. Aysil came to me quite young, about three and a completely feral little thing, it took me well over two years to get her to eat anything cooked and another year before she’d speak.” All Aysil had known was Naggoth and her mother having to kill constantly to keep them fed and protected. She’d never known softness in the formative years of her early life, never knew a normal sign of love, at three she was already able to kill… And he had worked tirelessly, ceaselessly to break her from that mold, but while you can take the Girl out of Naggoth… You can’t entirely take Naggoth out of the girl… “I think a part of her chaotic ways right now are due to the fact she is looking for a God to worship but nothing in Arvandor suits her. She needs to be pushed, to have drive, a goal to strive towards… If Anya can sell her on Lloth I think it would be incredibly good for her… But in regards to magic? She’s even worse than Sydel and I… We each have our own brand… A style… But Aysil has both of ours. Fire and Ice magic as well as a very, very large pool to draw from, almost bottomless honestly… Lloth would find her suitable I think.” Which was a very interesting thought indeed… This might be exactly what she needed and given she had been born and partially raised in Naggoth sunlight wasn’t exactly something Aysil would miss… Especially being as pale as she was.

Time rolled forward and it was time for them to give this little adventure a test run, seeing of she could feed from him, if it would help her see in the light without having to endure extreme pain… He’d been bitten a time or two before, once by Strahd himself and it had always been a pleasant experience, enough that he didn’t mind being someone’s juice box. But with her? He quickly discovered it was an entirely different sensation than the ones he had known before. This was beyond pleasant, this was sheer, raw pleasure delivered directly into his blood stream. It was so good it almost hurt, overwhelming him in a way he had never felt before, drowning him like a Kraken dragging down a ship. He had clung to her, tight as their bodies could be before he came with a sudden ferocity that he had not been prepared for, she hadn’t even touched him yet he came with such a violence it left him breathless, spattered in cum as he panted and writhed… Easing her from his neck as he collapsed into the bedding and struggling to come up for air, wracked time and time again by those pleasured waves, making him almost panic at the sheer complete loss of perfect mastery of his body and his pleasure. She began to touch him then… To touch herself… It was all he could do to beg her not to, he needed a little bit of a respite, a chance for those overwhelming sensations to dull a little but no… No she didn’t give it to him, instead she wrapped her sweet tulle skirt around his shaft and jerked him off, his arms reaching for her over and over again but she kept slipping away easily before she had him in her palm… Another throbbing orgasm that painted up her skirt and belly he couldn’t help the sudden almost yell of shock, his muscles and mind out of his control entirely, a slave to the pleasure and little more… Such a strange thing considering he was usually on the other end of this sexual equation…

The glimmer in her eyes promised him so many, many sweet little things and he shook his head when she asked if he’d pass out, hell no he wouldn’t! He wanted more, this sort of pleasure was addictive, dangerous! Lips tangled and tongues danced before she slid her cum soaked fingers between his lips, tasting the sweet tang of his own spunk as he did what she said, his cock in his hands as he worked himself over slowly… His grip almost a stranglehold but he loved it that way, that intense pain and pleasure mix always fucked him up, ensured he got off hard and fast… But feeling her so close… Smelling her sweet cunt just right there, so juicy ripe like a peach, begging to be devoured… He’d do his best to talk around her fingers, begging for it, dropping himself low for her… But she didn’t give in despite saying she liked the sound of it… That she was pleased to hear it even as she pushed herself to a sweet little peak… That was enough to make him flip the switch hard, he’d get what he wanted without a doubt, and he was not above taking it from her either. He gripped her hips firmly with every intent on making sure they both fell over that ledge with a violence that would leave them breathless and mindless… She however, was having none of that as she dropped him harder than he thought possible, the tone in her voice alone told him he was skating on thin ice… “A promise isn’t a threat-“ He would never lie to her, even without Lloth’s dictates to him he could never, ever lie to her.

Despite his grip she moved as if he barely held her, her hand still working under that skirt, the smell coming in thicker and sweeter still and he was going to lose his damn mind he was sure of it. She had him grinding his teeth for fucks sake, his head pressing back into the bedding as he arched up against her, rubbing his throbbing shaft between the sweetest ass cheeks he had ever known. “FUCK! What do you want?!” He begged, nearly pleaded really, his head was fogged up and all he wanted was to feel her. “What do you want for me to get it?!” Even his normal eloquence was shot, gone down the drain like muddled water, he’d do just about anything to sink his shaft deep into her in those moments and it was almost a terrifying thought… For someone to have THAT much control over him… To be in someone’s pocket… Before any answers were given she impaled herself on his cock and he jerked hard, a pleasured growl as he felt that sweet scorching heat surrounding him, that perfect vice tight honeyed slit that made him want to be her slave… Her climax was in tandem with his own, he couldn’t have held back if he tried, a strangled shout echoing in the room as she placed her hands about his throat and squeezed, forcing his head back at the angle she so desired… His cock pulsing and throbbing inside her as he pumped her full of a large amount of spunk despite the fact he had already cum twice… But she didn’t slow… Hell no she kept going and this was when shit went sideways for him.

He lifted on his heels and dove into her, keeping her nice and tight atop himself as they fucked each other, feeling his cum squelch and slither our of that ultra tight crevice, sluicing down his balls and onto the bedding. He noticed the shift but not the why of it, not until it was too late and his arms were suddenly over his head, tied up by leather and none too loosely either. He tried to yank them down as the leather bit into his skin as he was forced to lay there at her complete and utter mercy… The collar about his throat made him whimper as he was dropped by her hand into the position of slave while his head throbbed and pulsed in time with his cock. He was mad for her, mad about her, and this new position was playing merry hell with his mind. “FUCK!” He uttered as she began to fuck him like a goddess on a mission to claim every drop of cum from his balls… Too new… Too fucking new… His head was messed by her bite and the pleasures he felt were ten fold now than he had ever felt before, stripped of all control and power he was nothing more than a little fuck pin to her, a well hung slave for her pleasures and it only got worse… He wanted to fuck her BADLY. Roll her over and pound away into that tight little cunt with her face pressed down into the mattress but this… Was different… She held ALL the power and left him without any, forcing him to feel but not participate, to watch but not touch… Those breasts once freed, the way they bounced and swayed perfectly on her chest with every movement had him crying out and whimpering, his face such a mask of aguish it would have made her Mistress’s heart smile with glee. She had him around her pinky finger like a good little slave as he begged… Pleaded… Tears almost seeming to form as he writhed and tossed his head back over and over as she made good use of him.

Tully and top tossed aside it was just flesh to flesh, and he could see it all, the golden rings bouncing within their sweet dusky hued flesh… Her supple womans body with all the right curves in all the right places, plush and sweet, firm but soft… Her nails coming down to score and twist his nipples while her breasts pressed to his chest. Hearing her worst as she whispered them to him, her teeth catching his bottom lip hard enough to sting, to remind him just who was in charge right now… And while he REALLY, REALLY wanted to tell her to give him more she wasn’t going to, especially if he asked. What was it Thaylan had been teaching him? He’d been getting lessons daily in proper slave decorum and behavior so that he’d fit in better… Though at times he forgot everything Thaylan had told him, especially in moments like these, his former self far too strong and always seeking to overpower this other side simply out of pride… “Forgive me, Mistress, I forgot my place…” He uttered brokenly as she continued to ride him until she care, that sweet scream by his ear as she toppled was enough to send him once more over the edge with her, panting and gasping like a fish out of water, desperate to catch a breath but unable to. When he pulled enough braincells together to respond he did as best he could, his tone apologetic and submissive, his eye closed as his face was a mask of the sweetest pleasured agony… “No Mistress… I know my Place…” He said and he did… It was beneath her in this world… A partner, an equal in bed but she? Was the one who held the power now… Not him… And he was quickly realizing it would behoove him to keep that in mind.

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Her head tilted to the side a little.. listening to his explanation on this Honeymoon.. a stay away from the home immediately after marriage, for the couple to consumate the marriage and perhaps try for children-.. Ahh.. yes.. -she nodded-.. I have read about the desire of 'waiting' for marriage that many surfacers seem to hold tight to their little hearts. I never truly understood it.. but I guess thats simply because I was born into a culture that see's things very differently.. Seems we might have jumped that gun.. a little quickly.. -her smile broadened as she laughed-.. Im sure we could do something though.. after we join officially.. -she would reach across.. fingers brushing along his jawline-.. its a culture you know.. and have lived in.. Coming to stay with us is not about changing you to fit in.. its about all of us changing to accommodate each other.. I think the three of us going away..spending some time together..away from all the noise..well that sounds pretty wonderful.. -she nodded.. and she honestly thought it did.. she wasn't sure when they would have a moment.. but hopefully soon.. once their soldiers were trained up fully.. once they had their own leaders that would report to Nautilous.. once the Priestesses were in position.. Anya would be able to take over the running of the House for a few days .. and realistically it wouldn't be as if they fell off the planet.. they would always be contactable.. and the webways could bring them back in practically an instant should trouble start brewing.. Her Mother did it.. took off for weekends.. it was the only time her and Thaylan got to spend together without interruption..

talk then came about of her debt to the dealer.. her gaze wandered over his features as he spoke about Thaylan being at odds about it all.. not wanting her touched by anyone else.. she smiled.. nodded a little-.. mm.. he is fiercely protective.. he always has been.. I caught glimpses of it when Valkryn used to put his hands on my shoulders at the court table.. -she rubbed her lips together.. The look in her brothers eyes whenever Valkryn went near her was akin to a dominance that a male drow should never have felt.. she knew deep down that given the chance he would have killed Valk in a heartbeat-.. - I understand.. I do.. -she nodded when he spoke about it being not a good idea of her paying her debt in her current condition-.. it comes with a high risk.. This dealer is incredibly good.. his wares are clean and with a potency that I have never come across anywhere else.. so I really dont want to lose him if possible.. I trust him..well i trust his business.. -she inclined her head.. drawing the corner of her lip inward to chew upon it.. a thoughtful expression crossing her features-.. but yes.. You are right.. I can't put our children in any kind of danger.. Id never forgive myself.. mm.. -her hands came down to rest over his.. curling fingers inward-.. I will ask of you and Thaylan to go to him.. do whatever it takes to get him to remain soley focused on our House.. I dont want him going anywhere else.. buy him off if necessary.. but dont kill him.. -she chuckled-.. I kinda need him for my soirees .. You got a small taste of what he has on offer at the pools.. and it just about set you on your ass .. just be.. forceful but gentle.. I have no doubt you can be very.. very persuasive.. -she had no idea what they would do.. but figured they would find a way to keep the dealer on the Navere payroll.. but to also understand he would never get his hands on her..

talk shifted to their young adult children.. both women from vastly different upbringings.. but soon they would be brought together and hopefully the result would be.. quite wonderful..-.. The goddess is very selective in those she communicates with.. -she nodded-.. its quite rare for her to bestow any kind of power to a non drow female.. but thats not to say its never happened. If Aysil were to come down here, and fall under Anya to become a Priestess.. if she were able to gain recognition through testing and knowledge from her peers.. then I figure she might catch the eye of Llloth.. only time will tell.. her vast magic pool though will definitely help.. I guess it just depends on wether the goddess see's it as useful or infact too much.. We are all simply the playthings of the gods afterall.. they dont want us taking over.. -she shot him a wink.. Aysil would do just fine.. so long as she behaved herself.. and thats where the issues might lay.. Drow women had a lot of power down here.. but there were still rules.. things turned quickly.. swiftly there as the two of them fell onto that bed.. blood was drawn through sharpened points and he toppled faster than she had even seen Anyone fall before.. the experience of drinking his blood was new and different to her.. nothing like she expected.. but something she certainly was enjoying.. it made her body wind up tight.. her head got so foggy.. and since it had been quite some time since she had partaken in any kind of hard drugs this was a real treat..he pleaded and begged her to give him more.. to give him what he wanted.. All of it.. or he was basically going to take it.. yeah.. no.. she wasn't about to let that happen and she made sure he figured that out quick enough..her words were laced with lust and venom as she put him back in his place..

his idle threats and menacing words were thrown back under the rug as she reigned back the control.. his wrists were bound ..his arms yanked back toward the headboard.. that luscious well toned body was stretched out.. collared and held in the position of her choosing.. she fucked him harder than perhaps he was expecting.. riding that incredibly thick hardened length of his till she got what she desired.. what she needed.. his cum was hot and thick.. she could feel the weight of it so deeply inside her as she rocked and slapped down hard .. skin to skin.. the sounds were delicious.. his shouting.. his crying out.. the pleading and begging would have had anyone on the otherside of those doors wondering just what the fuck she was doing to him.. her outfit was removed.. that tight little silver halter.. the cum soaked skirt.. leaving the both of them naked.. skin glistening with sweat.. breaths coming out hard, sharp and fast as the two of them were just about gasping for it.. her nails found his chest.. gripping and digging into his skin before she fell forward.. teeth tugged on his plump lower lip.. feeling him stiffen and tremble..it would be then that he uttered those soft broken words.. asking for forgiveness.. that he had forgotten his place.. she didn't slow.. she didn't stop.. that peak was within reach.. right there.. and she leapt clean from it..crying out as the climax tore into her with such ferocity .. her sweet high pitched call went directly to his ear as her body shuddered atop his own.. the feeling of his following along swiftly behind was enough to make her whimper.. enough to make her whine and groan.. the heat was intense.. her body felt like it was literally on fire.. her forehead pressed to his shoulder.. her breath coming out in short little gasps.. she murmured.. lips pressing to the place where her teeth marks remained.. a kiss.. and then another.. -.. mm.. nothing to forgive.. -she whispered against his chest.. slowly pulling herself up into a seated position.. keeping him inside her.. enjoying that full feeling.. that ache that never really went away no matter how much they slept together..

nails traced down his chest.. leaving little red lines.. her fingers curled inward and he'd have felt the restriction on his wrists fade.. the leather finding its place loosely hanging from her palm.. soon though attached to the D ring upon the front of his collar as she urged him up with a little tug-.. sit up for me.. -spoken softly.. she would move a little..a few small adjustments till he was upright.. before she tossed that leash over her shoulder..wrapping her arms around him.. drawing him in close.. tight.. chest to chest as she claimed those lips of his.. one of those all encompassing.. soul stealing.. heart melting kisses that just made you want to give it all up.. she whined-.. Fuck.. that was good.. -breathed against his lips.. her gaze.. that vibrant garnet lifted to catch his brilliant blue.. -.. I mean.. Wow.. -the corners of her lips curled into a grin-.. You know thats going to be awfully hard to top right?.. -she dragged her tongue along the inside of his lower lip.. -.. mm.. but.. there's something I have been looking into.. whilst you have been resting.. -her hands slid between them.. down along his bare chest.. just caressing.. just feeling her way along the muscled ridges.. the scarring.. -.. a few things I wanted you to know.. -she rolled her hips a little.. teasing him as she spoke-.. I know.. you have had issues in your past.. with being held captive.. I know where we are going.. is going to perhaps hit you a little close to home and that there will no doubt be some hesitation.. even a small amount of fear...stress.. and the like.. and Id not blame you for it.. not at all.. I am however not my sister.. we couldn't be more different.. the only thing we held in common was the same Mother.. -her hands rose from his chest.. tracing along the curve of his shoulders.. up the sides of his thick muscular neck-.. so whilst i say.. You're mine.. you should know that the door is always.. always open.. -she tilted her head-.. I will never keep you.. or cage you.. I will never hold you against your will.. should you ever want to leave.. you can.. this relationship.. this beautiful thing we are building is growing with a mutual respect and understanding that we are here.. because we want to be.. I am adult enough to realise things change.. sometimes.. paths switch.. warm fingers cupped his cheeks.. -.. I love you and I want you.. and ill protect you till my last breath is taken.. its your decision if you remain at my side.. wether it be on your feet or on your knees.. -she shot him a wink.. a smile there upon her lips as she leant in to press a kiss to his forehead.. - hold out your hand for me.. -spoken softly.. waiting for him to do so.. before she would uncurl her fingers.. he would feel a light weight against his palm.. before she would pull her arm away.. resting there was a black gold and sapphire ring.. it wasnt delicate or soft.. it was incredibly masculine in its design..-.. When we get back from the trip to your home.. I want to marry you.. I dont want to wait anymore..

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Even if it was planned she’d still never expect it. He always managed to surprise her, be it a few hours or a few days between their love making, it was always like the first time. His beauty and finesse, the gorgeous shape of his cock, the fact he knew exactly what to do with it… He’d managed to ruin her for anyone else the first time he kissed her, from that moment on any other man that might dare tread into their life was always going to be in second place, no one ever would take that from him. “It always… Feel like… The first time- With you…” She gasped and shuddered as he slid home inside her, her body so familiar to him and his to her yet it never stank of the sameness, it was always varied and sweet… New… Ever changing… It always stung at first, a sweet heat like candied peppers, chili pepper chocolate… Decadent and hot… It just took a touch… The caress of his finger down her arm… His breath along her skin… She would always be ready for him at a moments notice, an ember burning low and sweet until he added kindling to it, stoking her to a blaze in virtually no time at all. Side by side like this was preciously intimate, equals in give and take, no master or submissive… Just love… Passion… Desire… The two of them building up until she reached the point of no return for her, causing her to tense and become a bit bestial, hectic as she clawed and bit at him until she fell over that ledge with as much glory and heat as a falling star.

What they had was special… Irreplaceable… Try as anyone might what they had was impossible to replicate and it showed in the way they touched… Moved… Breathed in tandem with each other in bed. Her orgasms were more unique than the stars and she exploded in a ball of heat and pressure every time, feeling as though she had died but been reborn at the same time, clinging to him as if he were the only thing keeping her from spinning out into stardust and delight… She knew it couldn’t be easy for him either, she lost all control on those moments and she was simply a frenzy of need, desperate to express herself and her delectations. She hadn’t even come down from the shuddering heights when he rolled them so that she was on top, head deliciously off kilter as she looked down at her lover, her sweetest heart there beneath her… Rippling abs and round shoulders, bulging biceps and perfect pecs, there wasn’t a part of him that wasn’t perfectly beautiful right on down to his toes. He might enjoy the view with her on top but it wasn’t like her eyes had no place to wander. She wanted to drive him, to make him gasp and whine, to tremble under her at her mercy… Edging him slow and sweet at times, at others she was fast and hard but never, even enough to let him finally leap off of the peak… No she wanted him there, to stand on that edge and be pushed higher and higher, demanding the climb but never letting him fall.

A confession fell easily from her lips, the way she felt a bit guilty for robbing the world of women of such a catch, many who might give him more… Be of an equal standing or at the very least without the baggage she came with… A better skilled magic user or a woman who could have children for him as easy as breathing… But instead he had picked her, just as she had picked him, and she’d always feel like she cheated the world… Just a little bit. All the while though she kept him churning the sweet silky walls inside of her, milking him and ensuring he was given the most delicious of rides, his hands atop her breasts only earned him an extremely lush tightening of her core as he almost made her topple more than once from it but oh… It was far too lush to deny… To ask for him not to… “And you I, my sweet tin soldier, my one and only Knight… I know what lust is… I know infatuation… But only with you… Do I know and feel… True… Soul rending… Love…” This was not easy for her to do by any means… She wanted to fall so many times, just to give on and drag it out so slow and sweet they’d only move per every three breaths taken, making it so impossibly intimate it would almost bear marks upon the soul but no… No she switched it up, kept him just off from climaxing but ensuring he was able to feel that pleasure too, she didn’t want to torment him… Her hands drifted down to hold over his upon her hips as she let him guide her for a few strokes, letting him set the pace he wanted, the speed and depth… But the moment he got close she’d take the reigns form him once more. “Never… You were my first love and my last… I gave you everything… My heart, my soul, my body… Only you can make me scream… Sing… Laugh… Scream… You play my body like a music box you crafted yourself… You know… Just how long… How hard… TO wind my key… To make me sing the melody…”

Beautiful… What they had was simply beautiful… Far from flawless yet the faults were what formed the perfection that they had. He had to know how much she was indebted to him, he’d shown her so many things, given her the tools to chase them down on her own to her hearts content… And all the while they talked she kept dragging him up that eternal mountain of pleasure, higher and higher still, the peak seeming to just be… A hairs breath… Out of his grasp… She was getting so incredibly slick at this point, his cock coated in a sweet creamy froth from the way she bounced and swayed atop his thighs, her hands roving all over her his body and her own as she put on one hell of a show for him. “I had no choice… When a God teaches you about intimacy… About making love… About Fucking… You can only become exactly what they need… And you my Love… Are a GOD in bed-“ And he was… Oh FUCK he was… It never failed, no matter where they were, what was going on in their lives he always knew how to command her… Front and center… Drop her like a hot rock into a pond… He was a God to her and she loved to worship him without a single shred of pride. But just as much as she worshiped him she knew what he needed too, being a Dom was a tiresome position to be in all the time, a weight she could easily take from his shoulders and return the favor… Dropping him so all he had to do was serve… No choices to make… No duties… No thoughts outside of obeying her orders and enjoying the fruits of her labors… Such as in the moment when she dropped him just a little, hearing him whimper over the sticky wet slapping of her ass on his thighs, each drop she made was a luscious echo of skin meeting sex slick skin.

“What ever WE want my Love… I love to play Slut to you and all your desires as much as you love to be my little fuck pin and let Mistress make sure you feel good… We… Are perfect together…” In bed and out… But for right now all she could hear was the sultry sound of his voice as he pleaded, knowing he was coming to the end of his line, the pressure was going to break him soon and she knew exactly what she wanted to do… Having him cum inside her? Delicious yes but it was also easily done… No instead she pulled off of him with her own sharp hiss and whimper before she slid down his body to wrap her hands about his cock, her lips planting over the head as she began to work him over, her hands twisting in opposite directions just enough to give him some amazing sensations… Up and down to the beat of his heart… Her lips wrapped around the head as she bobbed down and swirled her tongue all over that fleshy pink helmet, dancing along the ridge and under to the perineum to stroke and flick…All before she’d dive down as deep as she could and hold herself there till she couldn’t take it a moment longer, all before he took over and she handed him the reigns, giving him all he needed to fuck her face to the point he reached that peak at last… Exploding down her throat with a violence and prolific amount she had not been expecting. She flailed and struggled, nails digging into his thighs as she choked and spluttered, nearly rocking off herself at the dominance in the act… Once he was done and she could pull her head off she was coughing with cum spilling down her chin as she collapsed against his thigh for a moment, gasping for breath as cum dribbled down her beautiful little tits and across her belly…

By the time she got her head back? She slinked off onto all fours before grabbing her only toy from the bedside table drawer, a think of beauty made out of onyx in the exact shape of Jacob’s cock, her lover when he was away…She wasted no time in sliding it up into herself and letting him know what she desired, the way she wanted to cum, that perfect sort of lush… “Mmm… Not too good… I spilled… You’ll have to fuck my mouth more often… Make sure I don’t waste a drop… No matter how big your load is…” A very… Very open invitation for him to make excellent use of her mouth when ever it suited him. She missed the days when that was as far as they went, when the sneaky blowjob in the green house or out in the woods was the closest they could get, it was all so deliciously naughty and she still loved it… Something about taking him down her throat was insanely intimate and it made her toes curl. She was twitching and writhing there on the bed, her thighs fused in together as she played with herself, lips parted on sharp gasps… Her face twisted in the sweetest of agony as her brows drew in and tension lined her face. Hearing him talk about how it was a surprise she laughed and moaned all at the same time, pushing that cock just a little deeper till it hit that sweet spot and she nearly fell forward off her arm with the way her legs surged, her core tightened. “When you left to Naggoth… I craved you… Every single day… I would go crazy… Without feeling you inside me…” She said as she worked that mimic cock deep inside her, angling up and down so it hit all those luscious spots, the sleek black member quickly streaked with whipped honey as it caught on every vein and ledge… She wanted him to see… To know what he did to her even without touching her, how she was utterly enslaved to him, a thrall who lived only to feed him sweet meats of pleasure and love… But knowing he enjoyed it? That he loved to watch her play with herself? That alone pushed her to part her thighs a bit more so he could see the pierced flesh as the metal swayed with each thrust, that sweet little button hard and erect and just waiting to be abused, almost begging for it as it peeked out beneath its little pink hood… “You should have… Told me so earlier… I’ll… Start to record… Every session…” She got out before his hand found her ass and she screamed with sweet agony, lips parted and drooling thickly with each resounding slap, her ass bouncing like sweet strawberry jelly.

The request was answered as she pulled the toy out, her pussy incredibly juicy with her nectar dripping off of her petit little rose petals, shivering with a gasp as she felt his touch. She was so raw, far too primed by everything earlier and even his slightest touch was enough to make her gasp, but when those fingers invaded her? His name was a scream on her lips as that rapid fucking shot her off against her every attempt to hold back, climaxing so hard she fell from her knees to flat on the bedding as she shuddered and shook, flooding his hand strapped between her thighs as she tore into the bedding with the most saccharine cries his heart could ever desire. She was barely getting back up when he slid those ultra soaked fingers up along her ass, making her whine as she shook her head against the bedding, she wasn’t sure she could… Yet all the same she was on her knees as he dragged her to him, slowly easing that beastly cock into her still fairly virginal ass which made her gasp and cry out, gritting her teeth as it all felt too fucking good. “Ohmigod yes- Fuck!” She said as he began to slide into her before the slow ease was a sudden and vicious plunge in tandem with her sliding her sweet little friend inside herself and she damn near blacked out, pushing harder into the bedding as he kept pulling her back and began to piston fuck her ass with all the grace of a dancer, her tight pink ass struggling to accommodate his amazing girl and that only made it so much better… Oh the sounds… The wet sticky slap of skin… The squelching of the toy moving in and out of her super soaked cunt… The sound of sloppy sucking when a pussy has been well fucked and is only getting more of the same…

A sharp, sweet, shrill and utterly beautiful scream was ripped from her throat time and again as he made her cum once… Twice… Four… Ten… They all rolled into each other like the waves of a tsunami and each time they started to draw back they took more of her strength… Her soul… Leaving her held up only by his hands as her body took it like a sweet supple little whore… She’d never been so wet… Never been so well fucked… Perfectly… Completely filled… Every spot hit and worked over perfectly until all she could do was whimper and cry, begging him to stop and knowing he wouldn’t… Knowing she could indulge in that weakness, that vulnerability without fearing it would all end, that he would fuck her past it… Through it… And those words? As if her fire needed more fuel but there he was… Dropping so much more onto her so that her pleasure blazed brighter than a thousand suns… “We could go to the Moon and I will ALWAYS be yours!” She sobbed brokenly as her whole body became so soft… Butter in the sun… She reached back and took his hands in hers, linking their fingers as he fucked her sweet little ass, that toy trapped between her thighs by a never ending orgasm that sucked it in so deep and tight she couldn’t have moved if it her life depended on it. Instead she focused on holding his hands as he used her and made her cum all at the same time, the circuit perfectly balanced, every thrust a static shock that fueled her climaxes… Only to be broken when he came and not a moment before… “I want… You to collar me… Brand me as they do here… I want your initials on my skin… I want everyone to know… Who has my whole heart-“ She’d seen them down here… Lovers were given very precious, very special brands, elaborate and decorative so as to beautify the flesh rather than marr it… Collars with initials worn… She had slipped everyones official collar, she’d never really bent to anyone, not even Ace for all he had made sure to fuck her like once… But here… Here she knew where she belonged in all things… While she was his Mistress? He was first her Master… For she would only ever step into the submissive role for Him… Same as her Dominant side was born… Just for Him…

On and on this would go until he found his peak inside her and only then… When he stopped moving… When he pulled out did she fall completely to the bed, the toy sliding out from between her thighs with the force of her last orgasm, whimpering and sobbing atop the bedding from the sheer overload… It was too much… All of it too much but what a glorious, sublime sort of excess, a beautiful petit mort as the world went black on her for some moments before she’d resurface… Body twitching… Shuddering… The overwhelmed and overworked nerve endings skittering about with the waves of pleasure still rocking through them like the vibrations of a note that had gone silent. She moved slowly… Weakly but she moved all the same to curl up against him, cum oozing out of her and down her thighs as she clung to him, her head over his heart as she just cried… Stress… Pressure… Keeping herself to such high standards… It was hard work. Good work, she really was happy, but that didn’t mean she had no build up… All of it came out in such a healing sort of wave, he had pushed her to the point that she had finally been able to break and let it all out, the dam shattered and the river of emotions able to run their course… By the time it was done she felt so much lighter, exhausted beyond anything she’d known yes but oh so… So happy…

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He had slumped down on the bedding.. gasping for breath as the after effects of the orgasm rolled through his body as a whole.. oh he felt incredible.. he really did.. watching her shift away.. only to retrieve that toy.. something he knew nothing about.. though his interest was most certainly peaked when she shoved it up into that sweet slick pussy of hers.. his mouth dropped open a little and he rolled over onto his side.. eager to observe.. to watch this naughty display of self love.. hearing that she had fashioned this device when he was taken back to Naggaroth.. that she desired him and this was the only way she could survive the time apart.. -. mm.. well Im glad you had something to please you angel.. -he smacked his lips together.. dropping in that confession of loving to watch her playing with herself.. knowing she would record it for him though.. well that was certainly a pleasing surprise-.. I like the sound of that.. please do.. it will give me something to ..brighten my day.. -his grin only widened.. he moved though.. swiftly when she made her requests.. his hands finding their place upon those well rounded ass cheeks.. slapping down hard over and over.. leaving behind some damn fine angry red welts.. the toy was removed when he ordered it.. he fucked that tight little hole of hers.. filling it quickly with his fingers before she fell forward and she shattered.. -.. Fuck you're so wet.. -his forearm was soaking ..glistening as it was coated with her cum.. he glided it up over that tight little pink star of hers.. he reached to drag her back onto her knees.. up into the position he wanted.. before he began to ease that thick length into that hot tight entrance.. he grit his teeth in response to the restriction.. -.. Fuuuck.. -he grunted that sweet ass finally devoured the thick rounded head.. he didn't give her a chance to catch her breath though.. with one smooth hard thrust he was in her balls deep.. filling her.. feeling the tug.. just how taut it was..

his head rocked back.. he groaned loudly.. before he began to fuck her.. hands upon her hips for grip.. moving like a veritable piston.. yet it was far from erratic.. there was a clear rhythm.. smooth as silk.. he hissed and moaned.. cried out and groaned.. his hands gripped and released.. spanked and slapped that ass in the process.. hearing her cries.. her pleas.. she wanted to be collared.. she wanted to be branded.. she wanted everyone to know who had her heart.. he reached forward with one hand.. gripping onto a fair chunk of those perfect golden locks.. pulling her body into an arch.. tight enough it would have made her ache and burn.. his breathing came out in gasps.. short and sharp the longer this went on.. easily losing count of how many times she had climaxed.. the throbbing he felt.. the pulsing around his cock as she flooded the bed over and over.. before he forced her body down onto the bed flat.. one hand to the back of her head.. one to her lower back.. her thick thighs were drawn in together and he practically savaged that ass of hers.. sweat trickled down his back.. dotted his forehead before he shouted loudly.. flooding her.. filling her that little bit more as he gripped her fiercely and he cried out.. his body jerked and shuddered.. every last drop was poured into her before he would nearly stumble backwards.. his poor heart was throbbing.. stuttering in the confines of his chest.. he slumped onto the bed.. gasping for a breath he had lost a good hour ago.. swallowing.. gripping the bedding.. pushing his head down into the fabric as he whined.. -.. Oh my god.. -he whispered.. his voice coming out a little croaky.. watching as she shook and whimpered beside him.. that toy sliding down onto the floor ..

he summoned some strength when she moved closer to him.. to wrap his arms around her.. a kiss to her shoulder.. her cheek.. her forehead-.. Its ok sweetheart.. its ok. -he reassured her.. rubbing his hands up and down her arms as he just embraced her.. held her.. brushing her hair away from her eyes.. back behind her ears.. light barely there caresses as his heart slowly began to come down from its incredibly high peak.. his hand slid down along her cheek.. tilting her head to look up to him..-.. I love you Rose.. its the most honest thing I could say to you, and yet it still feels like a lie.. -he brushed his lips to her cheek.. still holding her so close to him-.. You see I dont just love you.. I crave your touch.. I seek your advice.. and I wish for your laughter. -he smiled.. his words were whispered and soft-.. I would go blind just to be your muse.. and I would lose my mind if it meant I could watch you become the person you aspire to be. I love you.. its true.. but I honestly believe it goes so much farther beyond that.. beyond anything words could possibly ever describe.. -he exhaled softly.. slowly.. reaching down to pull the soft cotton sheet up over her.. he knew she would be coming down soon too.. and the last thing he wanted was for her to feel a chill...or midly exposed.. -.. I dont think Id felt much of anything for a long time before you came along. I was like a closed book with nothing written in it.. empty pages.. a sleep walker stuck in some sort of daydream.. -he rubbed his lips together-.. but you did something to me.. you changed something within me.. You woke me up.. You breathed life into me and taught me how to feel.. and it was breathtakingly beautiful.. -he smiled.. his chin coming down to rest there upon the top of her head.. cradling her close to his chest-..

I am so looking forward to making a new life with you.. to this beautiful family we have coming.. to giving you my name.. I am utterly and madly in love with you Rose.. all of you.. every sweet perfect inch of you.. I know it wont be easy down here.. its so different to anything either of us have ever really experienced.. but.. I feel we can do this.. we need to.. you and I.. its a jump start.. and as long as your hands in mine.. Im willing to brave anything that comes.. anything.. -stroking fingers through her hair-.. The branding.. well.. I think.. thats a little lost in translation.. I cant collar you down here my love.. I cant brand you for the public eye.. it would have to be the other way around.. roles reversed.. -he smiled.. lips to her cheek.. to the corner of hers.. soft.. gentle-.. behind closed doors we can do whatever we desire.. but in the eye of those around us.. You will always be one step ahead of me whilst we are here..But I will forever be.. where-ever you are my love.. 

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There wasn’t a hope in hell to hide back the chuckle that spilled from his lips as she spoke on how she didn’t understand why many people waited for marriage before consummation occurred. “Mmm… Women like to romanticize about it and make it out to be a grand fairytale, mothers tell their daughters if they wait till marriage it will be true love, many a maid holds fast to it for honor… But men? Men just don’t like someone else’s goods. They want to fuck a whore for fun but for a wife? They want to be the only thing between her legs and for that to happen? The seal has to be intact. It’s all about a mans pride and ego. Plus if you think about it? If a woman knows no one else but her husband? Then she’ll never know if he’s a shitty lover with a small dick or not.” He said with a laugh and a wink to her there. Many a poor woman had come to him currious to see what it was all about, only to leave in tears because they’d know what they went back to was a man with the ego of one with an elephant dick, but packing something more along the likes of a tree shrew. Poor things honestly, women on the surface certainly had a bad time of it, and while Arvandor was a bit more advanced it was still preferred for them to reach the age of eighteen before having sex with the partner of their choosing simply for the sake of physical maturity.



Down here though? He knew it was entirely different. While children were never touched those who were entering those crazy hormonal days, the ones who were on the cusp of a full bloom, those were entirely invited to explore those within their same age group. Sex in Menzoberranzan was more a public sort of pastime. Children were wanted, sought after and the best way to have lots of children among your people? Well that was to have a lot of sex. “We might have a bit but I can’t say that I regret it because I don’t. Our daughter was created out of pure love and innocence, it’s more likely our fault for not catching up with her timing, she already knew when she wanted to come along after all.” A warm smile and a wink as he leaned in to kiss her hand as she touched his jaw. She was right though, this wasn’t going to be a one sided thing, they’d work on shifting it all out together as a group. It might have been easier if he were born a drow true enough but the fact was he had been a surface dweller his whole life, that meant certain things were deeply engraved into him, habits and modus operandi that were as much a part of him as the sound of his voice. “I think having a room where the sun can come in, artificial or not, would go a long way… And of course trips to the surface for us now and then. We’ll just call them small adventures…” It would be so nice though, to take her up to the surface and show her this amazing world she hadn’t had a chance to explore before. Oh it was gritty, nasty in a lot of places, downright mean in others but in the wilds… The places where people had yet to leave their deep treads? Oh it was stunning… So beautiful it could hurt.



The dealer issue came up when he talked about slipping Thaylan in under the guise of a female to lure the man in who supplied the house he would be going against next. She was in a delicate position to say the least, she could easily be drugged or hypnotized, the guy could really do just about any manner of things to her when he had her under his hands. Thaylan was protective and territorial over it and he couldn’t say that he himself was much better. He understood sex as a bargaining chip better than anyone else but he was still concerned about her, not because he didn’t think she couldn’t handle it but entirely because he was worried about what might happen, if she lost their children it would devastate her beyond reason. His hands curled around hers as they met palm to palm, his fingers stroking up along her wrists as she spoke, allowing her to explain her position and what she felt about it as a whole. “There has yet been a man I couldn’t buy off Gia, I hate to say it but it’s true, your about to marry an insanely rich man so that wouldn’t be an issue. Though the sex issue… Why not offer him one of the most beautiful slave girls? There is one of them actually that I recall who was very desperate for a baby but didn’t like any of them men who she could sleep with. A dealer makes good money and they tend to enjoy pleasure as much as the next so not only would she gain a sire for her offspring but a nice living to boot…” Normally when a man puts something like that on the table. He wants to fuck something pretty, something of a higher rank than him, and one of the Navere dancing girls? Was incredibly high rank indeed as far as slaves went. Plus as he recalled this dancer also had a good hand at gathering flora and fauna, light fingered and fast, she could be of extremely good use to a drug dealer… “We’d lose a dancer true but you’d keep your dealer nice and snug in your pocket.” With any luck that was going to be the best option. If the guy decided to make a snit about it? Well then they’d have to forcefully change his mind, something he and Thaylan could do if needed, though the guy might sincerely wish he had taken the first offer if it came to that.



Talk of the goddess came up though as they talked of their daughters, he thought it would be interesting to see Aysil in the position of a Priestess, the sort of structure that came with the roll would help his little wild child out to no end of that he was entirely certain. She was every inch like a wild mare, all leg and no control, all she wanted to do was run about and explore and be free. But she was too powerful to be allowed such wild reigns, she needed to learn structure and control before she would be allowed to start out on her own, and right now she had little of either in her life. Having Anya as a sort of big sister would do wonders to give her a woman close to her own age who had a good deal of common sense and a fine moral compass. Anya, as Gia had said, would benefit too by having someone a little less straight laced to be around who might be enough to get her to let her hair down a bit. “God’s love to feel like they’re the only ones who can do anything, that goes without a doubt. I think that, regardless of what Aysil chooses, this sort of structure while still being in control will do her wonders. Though I might want to warn Anya that Aysil takes after me… She’s clever and incredibly intelligent and open to all sexes… Her last boyfriend cheated on her and she chucked him to the curb and from what we last spoke of, she’s looking for a female this time, says all men are useless.” He chuckled richly at that, remembering the complete and utter fit she had been in, pink cheeks and platinum blond hair as she stomped across the floor berating all men as useless things with an extra excessory organ. “So you can see, she is perfectly in mindset for coming down here.” Getting her down here would be easy enough, she was like him, she loved a good adventure and something new as much as he did. She’d adjust incredibly well.



Then that wonderfully lush devolution into the realm of extreme sensuality and sensation for him. He’d never felt the likes of this before, her venom in his veins was akin to that of Syn but far more refined, less of a rutting beast and more of a creature enslaved to every decadent throb of pleasure. Everything from the bite on was this insane whirlwind for him, it just sucked him in and kept him spinning high and low and then higher again until he couldn’t breathe, making him a little mad in the best sort of way. He pushed when she didn’t give him what he wanted right away and she reminded him sharply of his position with her, dropping him hard and fast, a lesson he was learning right fast… Though she didn’t drop him as hard as she might have, she stayed with him, using him exactly as she wanted and dragging him through the sweetest hell of two more orgasms before she was done with him. By the time it was over he felt dizzy, as if he hadn’t been able to catch his breath for a full week now, pulling his ribs as wide as he could to try and get a decent breath in… It was like the air was too thin because all he could do was gasp and groan. Her cry, sweet and shrill still lingered in his ear, rattling about like a ball of bouncing honey inside his head… He couldn’t speak let alone thing while she pressed kisses along his skin, telling him there was nothing to forgive, his cock still burried so deep in her that he couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began at this point. The bonds on his wrists were released then, allowing his arms to fall to his sides, dragging his hands down his sweat slicked face. No one had ever given him a work out the way she could, she knew what she wanted and took it from him, dragging him along what ever merry path she craved for the day.



It took a tug or two before his brain kicked into gear and he sat up, pushing himself there with his arms, his abs were on fire and a bit like jello at the moment. When he had she wrapped his arms around him and that kiss… It scattered the last of his braincells to the four winds, his lips parting over hers, following and guiding all at the same time while he stole her every breath and quivering sigh… Their kisses were like the dawn… Never the same one twice, each one more spectacular, more beautiful than the last and yet never taking away from the others either… “Mmm…” He grunted a bit as he tried to get his voice to work, a bit of a clearing needed before he could, and even then it was a touch on the hoarse side. “I like to overdo things… It gives you something to strive for next time…” After all if you don’t set that bar high, how in the hell are you going to improve if it’s just set at arms length? You’ll just get stale and monotonous. It was far better to really shoot the discus out the park and then the next time? Try to go that much farther. Sex was about reaching your limits and then pushing past them, it was the only way to allow the body to fully explore and embrace every new sensation, all the pleasures to be had in the flesh. She spoke on how she had been thinking about things while he had been recuperating, stating things along the lines of how she understood his hang-ups, his issues with being enslaved again… Chaka had done so much deep, extensive damage to his psyche that collars and the like tended to make him balk, they sat uncomfortably about his neck as if he wore barbed wire… But he also knew down here this was the way it simply went, Women were in control, men were the weaker sex… Enslaved… Discarded as desired… Heading back to Achkinnal was not going to help him feel much better either given that was the very place where Chaka had imprisoned and tortured him. Her words were sweet, warm with compassion and empathy, she knew he had his struggles and why it was all going to sit very heavy with him for quite some time… But they could make progress so long as she didn’t change… He was about to speak, leaning into the touches along his neck and up his cheek, his lips parted but she asked him to hold out his hand for her and he just looked at her questioningly for a moment before he did as she said… Opening his hand for her only for her to place a ring into it and he was shocked silent…



It was beautiful… Masculine but detailed… Dark with a sapphire so blue it looked as if it burned with its own fire inside it’s crystal heart. He slipped the ring onto his finger, feeling a sort of bittersweet ache, the tan line he had once had from his other wedding band was gone… A new one would form under this one and Gods willing he prayed, he’d never see it gone. He’d found the one and all he wanted was to stay by her side, forever… He pulled her deeper into his arms and pressed a kiss over her neck, the place where his bite mark still lingered, the scars that would remain forever like artwork upon her skin. “I don’t ever want to leave Gia… But I can’t promise I’ll always be on my knees for you… Deep in my heart that’s not who I am. I fought so hard to become more than my circumstances… But I can promise I will bend for you… I will kneel at your side, I will slaughter your enemies and grow your armies, your House will be revered and feared across the land and Lloth will ever favor your name… I will bend when this culture I adopt demands it but behind closed doors… I will meet you as an equal or as your slave as the mood might suit… Or even your master if you have the craving for it.” It was a compromise… He needed to still be himself at times but others he knew he could drop for her if she only asked, it just wouldn’t be a forever thing, it couldn’t be… His soul was a bit too much steel and couldn’t submit to so much bending all the time… He would reach behind him to the hidden cabinets in the headboard and pull something out… It wasn’t velvet flocked or anything like that, rather it was made of paper, colorful and folded quite intricately… The petals were a sunny yellow while the leaves were a paler shade of green jade… Within the heart of the folded paper was the ring he had gotten for her…



It was dainty, a triple ring stack and studded with diamonds. Rather than set in the traditional style the diamonds formed the hearts, the cores of delicate chrysanthemum flowers, the gold a pale pure shade of honey that only the finest ore can produce. The bands were incredibly delicate and thin, like fragile twigs holding up the flowering buds, the bands lightly etched with the details of bark in both smooth and rough parts. It was beautiful, a work of art in it’s own right, and to him? It was his way of giving her a flower that would never wilt, never close up, it would always be brilliantly bright for her… “The paper flower is a water lily called Seshen in my native tongue… It brings strength and power and it’s been worn by women who are expecting children as a way to ask Heqet to guard over the mother… It also symbolizes rebirth in how it closes when the sun goes down but opens up once more as soon as the sun comes back up… The flowers upon your ring are Chrysanthemums, the white diamonds for the color which mean loyalty and devoted love…” He said in whispered against her skin as he gently kissed up her arm and along her shoulder, up her neck and to her cheek, to the spot right behind her ear. “I’ll marry you any time, anywhere, you’ve had my heart since the moment our lips touched and I am never taking it back…”




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This one particular evening went places she never would have expected.. the discussions earlier on between them were really very nice.. honest and incredibly worthwhile.. they spoke on some of the differences between the surface world customs and that of her own.. especially when it came to things like waiting for marriage.. and children.. the idea of having a room for him where the sun could come in sounded rather fascinating.. something she had not really put a lot of thought in.. but when he mentioned it.. well it made sense.. it was something he would need.. and she would make sure it could happen..the talk with the dealer and the debt that had to be paid seemed to have sorted itself out.. him and Thaylan would find a way to keep the dealer in their pockets.. whilst also paying off the debt from the surface party treats.. the slave girl would be offered.. the dancer.. and hopefully that would be enough..they spoke on their daughters.. the differences in their upbringing and how they were maturing to be fine young women.. Aysil was a little wild.. Anya was a lot more like her Mother.. the possibilities of a fierce temper but with a soft hand when required.. -.. Anya hasn't really dipped her toes into the water of dating so much.. and that not from me holding her back on purpose.. she's just remained at my side.. I have often wondered if thats because I had been alone for such an extended amount of time.. she perhaps felt it her duty.. It would be nice to see her branch out a bit more.. as for your daughter thinking all men are useless.. -she laughed a little and nodded-.. I think she will fit in quite well here.. Anyas thoughts arent much different.. and thats purely from what she has seen.. from what she has witnessed.. dont forget.. the first male she saw.. was Valkryn.. if that tells you anything at all..

-she chuckled.. shaking her head.. Anya never liked him.. ever though.. she was curious as t what her daughter would think of Nautilous..chatter and future planning aside the two of them fell into a bubble of blood, lust and exploration.. new experiences were felt on both sides as she partook of his blood and it hit them both incredibly hard.. possibly more so than either of them would have expected possible.. he made his demands.. his words came out stuttered yet menacing.. she dropped him down once more.. making sure his body was stretched out.. his arms fastened.. his mouth covered.. his throat restricted.. and she used him.. she burned off the burst of energy she had been given.. the heat was incredible.. the sensations were sharp.. they were almost too much to handle.. leaving them both crying out.. panting.. gasping for breath and glistening with sweat.. soon enough though her body cried hold.. she released those bindings.. sliding them instead through the loop on his collar as she got him to move into that seated position.. it took some time for words to form.. nothing but whimpers and breathy sighs as they slowly came down from their incredibly high peaks.. a smile played about her lips when he spoke about over doing things.. Ahh now that was cheeky-.. I like it when you overdo things.. -she laughed all be it very weakly.. a few more slower breaths were taken.. a murmur.. a kiss.. sweet and almost pure was shared..

before she spoke to him about what was coming and how she expected it all to affect him in some way.. Chaka had fucked with him royally.. and most probably more than she even realised.. but that she wanted him to know.. she would be there.. beside him the whole time.. ready to give him the strength to stand when he didn't feel he had it in him anymore.. but that at no time would he be held captive by her.. Ever.. he held out his hand as requested and she slipped that ring upon it.. it was her claim to him.. her plea to marry him and soon.. she didn't want to wait anymore.. her gaze.. that rich garnet watched as he fell silent.. sliding it onto his finger.. before he pulled her in so tightly.. her arms reached around him in return.. lids closing over.. that kiss upon the mark left by him.. a sigh sounded.. her lips pressed to the side of his head.. just lightly as she listened to his response.. his honesty.. -.. mm I dont expect you to be on your knees always love.. if I wanted that I'd have ordered in one of the slaves from the flock.. You have such strength in you.. and I absolutely adore it.. The simple fact that you are willing to bend for me.. speaks volumes .. and in return.. -her arms lifted.. warm fingers found his cheeks.. his face as she looked to him-.. I will bend for you.. there is a dominance in your blood.. Ive seen.. flashes of it.. experienced maybe an ounce of it.. but I know its there.. -her hands slid from his cheeks down.. to rest there over his heart-.. and it will be something you will never be able to ignore.. I cant say Ill know how to act.. or what to do.. as its not something I have ever really done before.. but for you.. I am willing to bend....

-lips pressed to his cheek.. soft and light.. she had never dropped for anyone.. not fully.. and at first it would be like a fish out of water.. but his desires.. would become her own.. as hers would be his.. -.. You'l just have to teach me.. I look forward to our future .. to whats ahead of us.. to all the bumps in the road.. and the puzzles yet to be solved.. for I know.. that together we can and will succeed anything that is thrown at us.. -she took a quiet breath when he moved.. reaching back behind him to retrieve something.. her head tilted.. a brow rising.. curiously.. a coloured paper flower-.. Whats this then?.. -her painted lips curled into a smile as he handed it over to her.. she glanced down at the finely crafted bloom resting against her palm.. finger tips brushed across it.. as if it were made of the finest glass and she didn't want to break it.. -.. this is beautiful.. like the ones ive seen in books.. -and she had seen pictures.. stylised drawings of flowers and green fields.. but the paper creation before her was beautiful in the way it was made.. light as a feather.. brilliantly coloured.. her lips would part a little when she noticed the gift though..what the flower contained.. the rings.. a soft gasp breath sounded.. she looked up to him.. questioningly .. -.. Oh Nautilous.. -she sighed.. drawing the corner of her lip inward as she pulled the dainty golden bands from their floral home.. placing the paper down beside them on the bed.. her heart felt as though it were stuttering in her chest.. she slid those rings onto her finger.. feeling the weight.. catching the glittering stones.. the beautiful set.. it was stunning.. utterly and completely.. she'd not seen anything like it.. he explained the symbolism behind it.. the flower and the gems.. she trembled a little beneath those kisses.. those touches.. before his whispers in her ear made her eyes close.. -.. They are more beautiful than anything I have ever.. Ever seen before.. -her hand reached to cup the side of his head as he rested in close to her.. - You stole my heart with that kiss.. -she smiled-.. so ill make a promise to you.. Ill forever look after yours.. if you forever look after mine..

-her lips would grace his jawline.. thoroughly enjoying the closeness.. his bodies warmth.. the hardness of his muscles against the supple softness of her skin.. she would guide them to lay down.. a little position shifting before they would be face to face.. the thin cotton sheet resting atop them as heads came to fall to plush pillows.. any lighting sources in the room would dull.. just the crackle of fire from an open hearth in the corner.. and the sounds of soft breaths from them both would remain.. - I am totally in love.. with you.. whole, painful, true love.. the kind of love that burns so intense it feels like an explosion of fireworks in your body.. -whispered words .. spoken slowly as the two of them would begin to lull into a form of reverie.. the intense high they both experienced would definitely have a low coming up quickly behind it-.. The love that leaves you sleepless but absolutely exhilarated, speechless but..poetic.. -she brushed the tip of her nose to his-.. lost but exactly where you meant to be. The feel-so-much-you-get-scared kind of love.. The cant-sleep-cant-breathe-cant-eat kind of love.. -a kiss to his forehead.. the tip of his nose.. and then a ghost like peck to his lips-.. The love I never knew i was searching for.. -her head found the pillow once more as her lids closed over.. a smile remaining on her face-.. I found in you.. -before she drifted off.. content..and silent-

[BadInfluence]

The taste of him was sweet on his tongue like a drop of dew from a clover, fresh and delicate and utterly addictive but she wasn’t done yet, not by a long shot. She had missed his terribly in the two days they had been separated, worried for his health and his safety, if he was being treated properly… All the while sleeping in a far too large and horrifically empty bed… This was their first night together in what felt like forty eight years rather than just forty eight hours. She wanted it to really melt their bones, to tick off every box, to melt their bones and turn their joints to jelly… All she wanted was to lay down with him after this and sleep the night away safe in his arms, both of them fully sated to the point of gluttony, and to do that? She wanted to make sure she pleasured him in all the ways she could… And that? Included taking him into the lush pleasures of her mouth and thoroughly enjoying giving him free reign there. As she brought the toy out and began to play with herself his questions made her smile, her fingers far from idle as she slicked that sweet number in and out of her, the cool a delicious contrast to her scorching hot walls… “As am I… But what ever shall we do for you, hmm? Keep you in fresh supply of my panties?” She asked and she was only half teasing, she honestly would send him a freshly used set of panties every day if it meant he’d be able to enjoy some measure of pleasure there, especially given his stress level…

Sweet and high she yelped when he laid his hand across her ass to make it bounce and jiggle, the sting so delicious and sweet it was candy to her soul, making her shiver and ache like an addict waiting for the next fix. It was an idea to pass along little recordings of her self pleasure, to send him them when they were going to be forced apart, and she sincerely hoped he would return the favor… As much as he confessed to enjoying watching her? She utterly adored to watch him jerk off, it made her mouth water and her chest to tighten, made her whimper and her thighs grow slick… Watching him was beyond erotic and there had been more than a time or two where the memory or fantasy of it alone was enough to send her off into climatic bliss virtually hand’s free. “I’d be more than happy to… I can only imagine the fun I’ll have sneaking off and recording me fucking myself in various little places…” And it would be an incredibly great way to relieve some stress and pressure too, for the both of them she was sure… His request to have her take the toy out was granted and when he shoved his fingers in her and fingered her hard and fast? He shattered her against her original plans, juicing his hand and arm with her love nectar, her screams so saccharine sweet as she shook and trembled, quaking from the severity of it all before she collapsed… Feeling him pulling her back up as he said she was wet, all she could do was laugh weakly, still shivering from it all. “You always make me cum in excess…” He had from the very first day and honestly? If not talking to her friends and seeing others in action she never would have realized she was a bit more of an abundant shower than the typical female… But hey? At least he would be able to tell if she ever tried to fake one.

Moments later that sweetly lethal cock of his was slipping into her ass, a gentle easing in at the first but only the first stroke, the initial conquest… After that he savaged her with the finesse of a skilled hunter, his pace was perfect and had her winding up like a blacksmiths coil, getting hotter the tighter he wound her until she couldn’t take it… Begging him to collar her, brand her, something to show she was his… She wanted everyone to know who she belonged to, drow society be damned on that front in those moments, and it didn’t change as she shattered for him over and over again… With each successive one that befell her the other came on with even faster speed, her body locked on that tight arch that made her abs scream and her back burn as if someone were pouring hot water over her flesh, her scalp searing as he pulled back hard on it. It was ideal, that pain of being forced into such a tight position, the honeyed burn of her ass being pounded into so skillfully… The toy replica of his cock burried in her cunt as she forced it and out of her ever tightening hole until she couldn’t take it a moment longer and not a moment before either… She thought she was going to faint if he kept it up a minute longer and she fell forward as he let her go, cum flooding her ass like liquid lead, rolling down and making her feel deliciously heavy before she just melted into the bedding…

He had given her everything she needed to just let go, pleasure always did that for her in it’s own way, allowed her to unlock parts of herself that were hidden and needed a good outlet… When she was fully satisfied, when her body gave out only then could her mind be free and she could process everything she’d bottled down, hence the reason she was crying at the moment. He hadn’t hurt her, far from it she felt like an angel reborn in the glory of sunlight and soft waves of clouds, divine and utterly sated in every way. No all of this was because she was putting herself under a lot of stress down here, holding herself to such high standards while also working on learning the language, the customs and culture of these fascinating people. They were far from saints but they were more open and honest than anyone else she had ever met. They didn’t play games or pretend their lives were anything but exactly what they were. There were things she saw that hurt her heart but she also knew that giving finite resources and living space such things had to exist or everyone would suffer and die… The Drow… They lived in a sort of perfect balance, they worked harder than anyone else she knew, but because of that they played harder too… As such it meant she had to go above and beyond anything she had ever known before, not only working on the last few things she had to do before she graduated, having picked that up as an option but only because thanks to Jacob she knew the right people in the right places… Then on top of finishing her classes to get her degree she was also planning a wedding dress as well as writing journal upon journal of what she saw down here, everything she was learning, all the rare and beautiful things that no one got to see… “I’m sorry love… I’m ok I promise… Just put myself under a bit of stress… Didn’t let myself process it… This helped… So much…I feel better now… Incredibly better…” She said as she caught his hand to give it a soft, loving kiss before capturing his fingertips, kissing each one of them in turn.

With her head tilted up she was looking at him as he spoke and honestly if he wanted her to stop crying? That wasn’t the way to go about it. She held him back tightly as she started crying again but for a different reason… She sniffed and snuffled, hiccupping softly as she reached up to wipe her face but even with those tears and bit of a snotty nose, she was smiling up at him as if he were the sun she revolved around. How did she get so lucky? What star had she been under to give her someone who could love her so much? Who knew her faults, her issues, her hang-ups… He’d seen her come up from almost nothing, knew she’d been abused as a child, knew she had a past of breaking and entering… She had been dirt poor when they met, she barely had pennies to clang in her pocket, all her clothes had been send-hand cast offs from the boys at the orphanage when she had left them at the age of sixteen. Because of him? She’d grown from an awkward, bumbling girl into a woman with sophistication and grace, who was well educated and because of him? Well cultured now. She could move in any circle smoothly because of him and all he taught her, even when he didn’t think he was, she was always learning something from him… She wished she were better… She wished she could go back to the time before all her walls had been broken down, before Slaanesh had sunk his claws into her, before Hanali had pushed her along in revenge for Ace… She wanted to go back before sex had become like a drug to her and all she wanted was a bigger, better hit, before she knew what it was like to have more than one partner and the heavy lushness that comes with it… She wished she could be that same sweet, pure girl he had fallen in love with, who had given him her virginity and innocence out of love and nothing more…

Once under the soft sheet she just held him as she trembled, quiet sniffles as she wiped the last of the tears away, her head resting against his chest as his chin rested atop her head in her curls. “I more than love you Jacob… I Respect you… Admire you… Envy you too… I long to be like you in so many ways, you’re so much more than just a Doctor or a Son, more than a lover or a father… You’re this… Incredibly beautiful person, multifaceted and cut into this amazing shape by life, by all you have experienced… You could have caved in so many times… You could have felt sorry for yourself and succumbed to despair… Yet every sadness and hardship you turned to grit and you just sharpened yourself on it, shaped yourself until the ugliness you had gone through became something beautiful, something rare and awe-inspiring…” He could have fallen… He could have given up, given in to everything rotten and ugly in his life but he hadn’t, he overcome it all. Even though she knew he’d count much of that on the help of Ace and Anouk, his friends and family, the fact was that people every day have friends like that and they still fall… He was more… So much more than anyone else could ever hope to be… “When you saw me for the first time I felt like this… Ragged little urchin who dared reach for a Prince… And for some reason… You found my hand among a sea of others and you pulled me out of the place I resided, you took a pauper and turned her into a Princess, you didn’t just teach me about fairytales… You gave me one of my very own…” There were so many others he could have taken on, that he could have taught but instead he had chosen her, saw past her outer shell and into something deeper… Able to peer into her soul and see what her value might be… He saw her in a way no one ever had before… When he looked at her?... She felt… Like she was worth something…

“I’m so sorry… About everything bad that has happened… Coming here… I was running away from it all up there… I wanted to get away from it all because it was driving me crazy… Worrying about you and Grace… Ric or someone else poisoning me again… Killing me… The knowledge that if Grace didn’t come to me personally she’d send some other catspaw… I wasn’t sleeping, I could barely eat, and all that stress… I lost out family three times… But I never told you…” She was afraid to… He had his own troubles… His own stresses and concerns… And she had those voices in her head telling her not to… Why plague him with her problems? Hadn’t he suffered enough? Whispers that if she did he’d leave her because she was too much trouble… And those voices? Especially that particular one… Got so much louder after Ace broke it off that she’d nearly pulled her hair out… Once they were down here though? It was like she could breathe… Finally… Someone had sliced through the corset that was cutting off her ability to breathe, to eat or think, suffocating her to the point she felt her heart would stop. “Slaanesh and Hanali… Even Silvanus… They were all always there… Bickering and telling me to stay quiet… Slaanesh is perversion incarnate and he kept pushing me to these things… These cravings… It was a compulsion… Like a drug and I’m finally sober…” She was left with the hauntings… The memories… The occasional pang for a craving she had no plans of ever indulging again… Certain things she had wanted before, like the gang bang rape? That was something that utterly horrified her to even think she had ever asked for it… The only other thing that was perhaps even worse was that she knew intimately the feeling of having two men inside her at the same time, the movements and the utter fullness, the heat and succulent sensuality… She couldn’t forget it… And like tonight she craved it… But thank the Gods that a toy made a perfect replacement and she could scratch that itch without anything more…

“I love you… And I can’t tell you… How happy… How much I appreciate you not leaving when I wasn’t myself… For sticking with me even when you didn’t understand what was going on… You always stood by me… You never judged me… And I just… It’s as you said… Love… It isn’t a strong enough word… I more than just love you…What I feel… It’s so much stronger than that… It makes Love, the word itself, feel so pale and washed out in comparison. I could use… Every word I know… Across every language… Every book… Every painting… And I’d still never have enough to explain… All that I feel for you…” She said as she wrapped her arms around him tightly and held him close, letting out a loose, quivering sigh… The kind that comes from the soul… “It is different down here… I wont say I like seeing you dropped down to the status you are but at the same time I know we’re supposed to be here… The same instinct that told me to go with you the day you were asking for students was the same one that told me to accept Gia’s proposal… We’re here… For a reason… And as long as we’re together… Your hand in mine… There’s nothing we can’t do… Move mountains or spin the sun backwards in the sky, we can do it all, all and more…” She just knew they were here for a purpose… More than to just see Gia through a healthy pregnancy… More than to take care of the ill drow or to learn about their culture… Something Divine was at work here, something in the background bubbling, a purpose and a calling… They just hadn’t arrived at the point where it would all make sense… Not yet…

“I know…” She said when collars and brandings couldn’t be done… Not here… “I just… I wish I had a way to show that we’re linked…” He had his ring… But between the proposal and Ace leaving, the heart break of Sybelles passing and the loss of two children, then the move down here? It had gotten lost in translation so to speak and she hadn’t brought it up… Wouldn’t bring it up. He had asked her, more than that he had also accepted hers so the rest was just a little longing, it didn’t really amount to much in the long run… “I am so happy to be your wife in a years time Jacob… Wearing your name… Birthing your children… Making a home for us… That’s all I really long for in this world…” A whisper from the heard before she’d shift just a bit, ooooh she was going to be felling all of that tomorrow without a doubt, her fingers coming up to slide his hair off his forehead as she traced down his cheek a moment later. “Maybe… When we are up in Egypt… You could do something for me?... Draw something for me… A design… Something that makes you think of yourself… Your own symbol… Like a crest, if you will… When you do… I want to have it tattooed on my thigh…. It’s not a collar… And it’s not a branding… It’s a piece of art, but this art will show you in ways maybe nothing else can, that I will always be yours Jacob… I wear my heart on my fingertips so when I touch you I give you my heart in every stroke of my hand… I love you more than anything and I always will…”

[BadInfluence]

Sleep came dark and deep for everyone that night, a great victory had been won for her house, strides towards proving the pale skins could be an ally to the drow were also being taken in the form of Jacob and Rose and their incredible work… Old thoughts and stagnant hatreds were starting to be blown away in bits and pieces, like a feather duster over furniture long neglected, sweeping it all away to reveal a newness underneath it all. The allied house where they were staying was more than happy to house them for as long as they needed for each victory not only brought them more status but more wealth, lands and slaves, precious artworks and tapestries… As such they happily agreed to keep everything in good standing while they were gone, as to the small army that was being trained, they too had their own overseers. A male and a female he had hand picked from those he had saved during the destruction. One was a high ranking warlock and the other was the female who had once held a high position inside the household itself, one of the few who reported directly to Gia herself, who knew how the house and slaves were supposed to be run. They’d ensure that all went smoothly, the training went on as was expected and no one dared step out of line, for any who did? Were told they would be killed on sight. They had no time nor mercy for anyone who was not entirely dedicated to the Navere house and those within in. The Warlock was also given orders to notify Thaylan the very instant anything seemed off or fishy, something that stank like discord or foul intentions was to be reported on right away, and if such should arise the entire group would return instantly. The plan? Was a three day, two night excursion to the surface under the guise of collection food-stuffs and resources to feed and cloth their growing slave army, a perfectly suitable excuse and there was no way the Matron would leave without her trusted doctors, husband and shield master beside her.



All was covered as smooth as powered silk, no need to gild the lily so to speak and with Thaylan, Rose and Jacobs help? They were able to port through the webways within seconds and without resistance. Thanks to Gia’s sacrifice and his own fulfilment of one of the many houses he was to destroy he was given a little bit of leverage… He could go to the surface through the webways under Lloths protection. His magic? Still hers, of course, he hadn’t earned that back yet but it was still progress all the same. Now… Where they had been told to go? Was perhaps shocking… The Temple of Karnak, an impressive stone temple to the Gods built in Luxor, Egypt. It was old even now, taking millennia to build and improve upon, each successive pharaoh adding to it in order to earn favor with the Gods. They arrived in the middle of it where it was still perfect dark, the sacred inner sanctum where only the highest priests could enter, a place where the Gods were said to communicate and send visions of their will to be done.



There were however, small shafts of light peeking through in tribute to Ra, the sun God. Gia would be able to tell by these alone that the light? Did not hurt her eyes… Rather she could see as easily now as she could in the dark, she would not go blind or be in incredible pain, it would be as easy for her as it was for Rose or Jacob to roam about in the light. The second thing, and probably more pressing that they’d notice was the heat, insanely dry and hot it made one feel as if with each breath their lungs were drying out… Dehydrating like bits of meaty jerky… The clothes they had come in? Would hardly service but there was nothing down in Menzoberranzan that would come close to being suitable here… The Navere family were all very luxuriously clothed, heavy velvets and fine silks and satins, leather and lace… The men, though less elaborate, still wore slacks and oxfords, button up shirts and ties… Thaylan himself wore loose robes and long pants to keep his movements hidden and free flowing… And because of that? Everyone would be sweating the moment they arrived… Everyone but Nautilous who just sucked in a deep breath and let it out with a happy sigh… For you can take the man out of the dessert, but you can’t take the dessert out of the man…



Things had been planned a little in advance though, a letter sent up to an old friend of his hand a trunk set in the corner of the room, easily blending into the dark as it was painted the same shade of black as the shadows around it. If not for him knowing of it’s existence it would be impossible to see… To anyone but Gia and Thaylan, at least… Within it were proper garb for the women and men both, complete with sandals and head wear for all, several water skins and things such as cucumbers and papaya to eat… One needed as much hydration as you could get in the desert and foods such as those held plenty of water and vital nutrients that you’d sweat out by the bucket…



Outside of the small room where the women would get changed in first, followed by the men, was the strange sound of some sort of creature… A deep gruffy garble sort of sound… Once they were all done getting changed they’d see there were in fact camels standing outside, tethered and waiting to be taken to the nearest populated town, the first stop in their journey of exploration and enjoyment. They’d have to take several moments, and by they, he really meant himself… Nautilous was the only one who had ever ridden a camel in the group and given the beats were ornery, cantankerous, and generally the meanest fucking things it… Took a while. He had to pop a particular one more than once between the eyes before it stopped being a proper cunt and actually stood still enough to be mounted. The gait was also different than anything many had known, more of a sway that a smoother gate but once you got used to it, well it was remarkably comfortable… The high backed seats had canopies over them for shade to help keep the worst of the sun off of everyone…



It would take the better part of three hours to arrive in the city of Luxor itself, a beautiful, sprawling metropolis with both ancient and modern buildings alike stretching out far and wide… The smells? Oh the SMELLS were incredible… Coriander and cardamom, chili peppers of all sorts with anise, bay and dill, parsley and ginger, cinnamon and cloves… Cumin and aniseed and mint… And the fruits… Melons ripe and sweet, glistening in the stalls as they were split open to tempt and display their fleshy meat… Dates as golden as the sun and figs such a rich purple they were almost black… Pomegranates with their ruby red fruits and grapes in their myriad of colors… Oranges and lemons with their bright colors and tangy scents all laid out in neat boxes… Wheat and barley, corn and beans… Lentils and cabbages, radishes and turnips with their humble hues, leeks and garlic with their delicious pungent scent…



Everywhere you looked there was something delicious to see and he knew before they even got to their hotel a certain woman, or perhaps women, would be all over these stalls and the rare treats within them. It was why he had chosen Luxor as the first stop, it was one of the ancient capitols and a city on the Nile, meaning it got the best of the wares from all over Egypt and in the best variety. Trailing behind them were several smaller stretch urchins, boys and girls asking in Aramaic if they needed someone to carry bags or help with the camels, every child here was either homeless or came from a family with more mouths to feed than they had coins. As such he picked out the ones who he knew needed it the most to help them, giving them bags to pack onto a cart that would be carried behind the camel. They’d each make several gold coins off of him too, enough to keep their family in good food for the rest of the summer easily, and into the winter too if they were smart about it.



From there it was down the main street into the area where the wealthy businesses such as jewelers and the like kept shop, offering all sorts of wears to tempt the men and women to wander in and purchase if that was their choice. There were musical stores as well carrying all sorts of exotic instruments and of course the ever rare and incredibly gorgeous shop where parchment and other such paper and letter writing things were sold. No one did paper like the Egyptians, they had mastered it first and turned it into a sort of art at this stage, refining their technique with each passing generation. They were, of course, welcome to shop in any store they wished, he’d been sure to open lines of credit at the ones he knew they’d be most like to go into and he didn’t want anyone to worry about money while they were here. With each purchase, should anyone wish to make any, he’d go with them and translate, explaining the wares and the traditions behind them until the worst of the heat had passed and they’d finish the trip up the long busy road to an elaborate and beautiful hotel…



The doors, wide open, showed an entirely entry hall full of fountains that were constantly running… Cooling the air naturally while young men and women pulled on cords attached to fans in the ceiling that circulated it which made the entire place feel insanely lush compared to the blistering heat outside. A few words to the front desk and they’d be treated like Royalty from there on out, ushered to their rooms which were at the very back which was built with the most beautiful view of the Nile as it stretched on before them… The rooms were connected by a large living room area where all the meals would be served to them as well as a place to mingle between resting times or bathing.





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Sleep had come easily to the both of them.. the intensity of the high had an even harder low.. and when they both hit it.. they were out like lights.. hours passed.. bodies recovered and they were soon up and about.. loose ends were tied.. talks were had with the owners of the House they were staying in .. it sated her heart and her mind a lot to learn that the soldiers had their leaders.. and they were all being kept in line.. training schedules had been posted.. the slaves were being kept busy...everyone had a job.. and it was to make sure the House was running as smooth as silk.. a few things were packed.. but for the most part they travelled with what they had on them.. grateful she was to lay eyes upon her brother once more.. fingers interlaced..as the five of them travelled without issue.. without delay.. arriving at this new place.. she was completely lost to it.. everything was foreign.. though from the look.. it felt like perhaps some kind of temple.. whilst everyone was finding their feet her curiosity got the better of her.. and she moved to one of those pillars of light..reaching toward it.. watching as it lit up its way across her fingers.. across the new ring she wore.. she could feel the warmth that it held.. it stunned her really.. how different that was.. how peculiar it felt.. and she was quite enamoured.. everything else in that room just melted away for a moment.. she ignored any and all calls out to her when the clothing case was found.. this.. she wanted to feel this.. her breath stuttered as it caught in her lungs.. the heat was intense.. now she was used to a measured amount of it already.. especially given many of the Houses she resided in were close to volcanic grounds.. but this was different.. it was drying.. she could taste it.. feel it in her throat..

idle thoughts would cross her mind as she turned her hand this way and that.. the light pouring through her fingertips.. of how utterly fascinating it must be to be able to go out in the day and to enjoy the night.. to have the ability to go without weakness.. though.. perhaps it was something many took for granted.. the sweat easily trickled down her back.. the piwafwi alone was enough to make her body feel like it were caught in some kind of sauna.. but she regulated her bodies temperature quite well considering...it would take some calling indeed and perhaps even someone going and getting her before she would be so easily pulled away.. like a child enamoured by a toy store window.. before she would step into the small room.. slipping out of the piwafwi.. dropping her shoulders when the weight of it was removed ..the gown she wore soon found its place with her cloak.. and she slipped into the offered dress.. a few were coloured a bit too deeply for her range.. but the white was a bit much.. she settled on (dress 6) the golden netting.. drawing it up the length of her curvaceous frame.. feeling just how light it felt.. as if it held little to no weight at all.. it moved seamlessly with her.. almost floated as she slid the sandals on her feet.. forgoing the head wear.. giving Rose a little nod of her head as she stepped back out .. the rich garnet colouring of her eyes shifted as she glanced around.. fingers not idle as they rolled the beads that were attached to her gown between her fingers as she moved.. the noises were intriguing.. some kind of beast.. an animal.. before they would step out into the light and it struck her.. Just how light it was.. it was still quite early.. but she was actually out.. in this.. she would never have been able to do this.. Ever.. in the light her hair colouring was So much more vibrant.. much the same as her eyes.. her painted lips.. even so much as the lacquer on her nails.. she honestly didn't know where to look..

though when she glanced back over her shoulder to see they were meant to be riding these things her head dipped backwards and she huffed.. she groaned.. she was not impressed.. Thaylan would know it.. straight off the bat.. she hated it.. she hated riding animals.. Horses, donkeys, any kind of wild beast or animal.. she would rather walk .. and usually would each and every time she was forced to make this kind of decision.. she gave Nautilous a look that would probably have conjured fear in a lesser man.. narrowed brow.. lids half closed..lips thinned.. she exhaled and was helped rather begrudgingly onto this animal she did not recognise.. Nor trust.. and if Nautilous came anywhere near her Oh she'd point at him to go the other way.. she remained silent throughout the three hour journey through the sandy desert.. feeling the heat growing as the hours passed.. for the most part she kept her eyes closed.. centering herself.. anchoring herself.. before they would arrive at this large metropolis.. she would easily be the first to dismount.. not taking the offered hand.. she'd taken higher leaps gracefully so it was no issue and she was far from hesitant.. especially not when her only desire was to distance herself from whatever that thing was.. her gaze shifted over the open expanse of the city before her.. the smells were peculiar and many made her screw her face up a little.. it was an odd combination of things.. and most were not things she would recognise.. the fruit again.. not something she was going to recognise..they were pretty colours though.. her elbows rested against her sides.. fingers interlaced before her.. walking quietly.. just drinking it all in.. along with the utterly foreign feeling of the sunlight on her bare skin..

she felt a little out of place.. almost a sensory overload.. the language was not one she recognised.. the people looked fascinating though.. the colouring of their skin.. their eyes.. the way they dressed.. how they carried themselves.. she was appreciative to the traders.. nodding her head.. offering smiles as a hello.. figuring they probably wouldn't understand her if she spoke because she sure as hell didn't understand them.. the wares were different.. brightly coloured fabrics.. spices coned upon so many plates.. pointed hand sewn shoes.. trinkets and treats.. something for everyone.. the children were following close behind.. carrying the bags that were brought with them and anything that had been purchased.. the paper peaked her curiosity.. she would always be a letter writer.. but she left it for the moment.. she was more here for the experience and less for the things they would have to treck home with.. the group would move toward their hotel.. the place they would be staying in.. it was breathtakingly beautiful.. the fountains.. the colours.. ushered toward their rooms they would be gifted with the views they would have for a few days.. she walked through the communal living room.. the large tables and chairs.. toward the bedrooms.. the decor was so different.. so new.. the lines of it.. the bedroom was much the same.. beautiful in its own right.. the view was spectacular.. she moved to lean against the open doors that leant out onto the small balconies.. her arms crossed as she just watched the world moving around her.. trying to picture what it would have been like to grow up here.. to know this as an everyday life.. what they must do to be able to deal with the heat.. the sun.. the soil for the most part seemed sand.. ad yet they had no issue supplying food and selling it.. curious she was.. it was just all rather fascinating-

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He knew they would be leaving soon, but he didn't realise it would be the very next day.. he was quick making sure that everything was in order.. that the slaves were in good health.. and that she was ready to go.. he didn't pack much at all.. just the clothing he wore which was the usual neat casual.. slacks, a shirt, jacket and a tie.. the webways travel was smooth.. his fingers curling around hers as they slipped into the magical pool he knew quite well.. arriving at this Temple like structure.. his hand reached up to rub along his chin.. curious he was indeed.. squinting to see much of anything.. it was quite dark.. even with the columns of light pouring in.. but the heat.. Oh it made him cough a little.. clearing his throat a few times.. trying to make sure he breathed only through his nose to negate too much of the drying to his throat.. -.. How on earth did you live here for so long Nautilous?.. it's like being caught in an oven -he laughed a little.. unbuttoning his jacket as he rolled his neck.. he could feel the sweat rolling down the back of his neck.. they separated then to get changed.. and he was greatful for the lighter clothing.. it felt.. odd though.. he'd never worn anything like this.. they were more like robes than anything else but it was considerably cooler ..his orginal clothing was placed down into the trunk as he waited for her to come out.. no doubt absolutely stunned by the choice of clothing she wore.. whatever it was it would have settled on that frame of hers Perfectly..

his hand would take hers .. guiding them both outside.. he was excited for all of this and such was read easily upon his face.. there was such a brilliant smile..-.. Ah! Camels! -he chuckled.. -.. Cant say ive done this before.. this ought to be very interesting.. -he would move to help her up onto one.. making sure she was comfortable and in position before he would settle into his own place soon there after.. having to grab on for dear life a few times but soon enough the rhythm was down pat..silence seemed to be on the menu.. because if your mouth was closed it was less likely to get dry.. they arrived at the city soon after.. it was early.. or it felt it.. watching as the stores were opening.. the scents of spices and fruit certainly made his stomach rumble.. the sight of the children circling them.. speaking in a language he didn't understand made him glance toward Nautilous who would have no doubt explained it all.. he offered all he could to get them to carry.. knowing they would be paid handsomely for it.. the shops were a nice surprise.. he noted a couple he might come back for.. maybe to pick up a few surprises.. those with jewellery.. and trinkets.. those with fabrics and clothing.. -.. We can come back here later yes?.. just us?.. -he would ask Nautilous.. wanting to know if they could return without the women in tow.. to pick up a few things..

the paper caught his eye also.. especially the bound books of larger sheets.. his drawing would always be something he enjoyed in his down time.. it was a way to settle himself.. to ground himself.. expression in the purest form.. he motioned to Naut to the books he liked the look of.. the larger ones bound in leather.. -.. As long as its not an issue to travel with.. mm?.. -he'd question.. some charcoal pencils.. ink pens.. maybe even some colours.. he was fascinated by the fact that some of the sheets were already coloured here.. he'd not seen anything like it in Arvandor.. soon enough they would be heading toward the Hotel.. their home away from home.. his eyes lit up at the sight of the fountains.. running his fingers through the cool running water.. feeling the mist as the fans kept the temperature low.. the area they were staying in was beautiful.. -.. Its all so new.. You know you're going to have to tell us some stories.. this place is .. fascinating..

[BadInfluence]

It was wonderful to be traveling as a group, the duties of the House often kept the three of them apart, doing their best to ensure they tended to both Gia as well as their own duties. As Gia’s Patron he was expected to handle much on his own, everything the Matron and her Priestess were too busy or too high rank to handle. He himself had the growing Army which to train, dividing them into ranks according to their abilities, teaching the exceptionally skilled so that they could in turn teach the others and he could correct and observe without wasting time overly much. He knew it would be hard work but honestly he really enjoyed it, it was a great outlet for both himself and Thaylan as well as gave them something to do to whittle away the hours when they couldn’t be with their main squeeze.

An easy trip through the webways thanks to Lloths promised protection and permission meant they arrived in Egypt with uncommon ease. He personally was incredibly grateful that all his old connections were still in good standing. He hadn’t been home in almost twenty years now, all these relationships had been maintained and cultivated through mail and gifts, properties and businesses… After all a friendship can go far indeed but they tend to go that extra bit of distance when said friend is well cared for by the one they are asked to help. The chest was well hidden from prying eyes but easy enough for them to find, everything they would need to travel into Luxor was within, clothing of the proper size and style to allow them to blend in, it was all there along with a hefty bank draft from his own account here in Luxor. It allowed them all to travel in extreme style without a doubt, as well as for everyone to buy all that they desired on this trip, he personally had no fears on how to get it home. He had his own bag of holding, something he had filched off of a certain person many, many years in his past… A rather… Snobby Queen who tended to snub her nose at just about everyone but those who could do her favors… He should have figured there was something wrong with it when it was all too easy to steal from the treasury… The magician who enchanted it was strong but not exactly skilled, so when you put things into it went in normal as you pleased but getting it was where it was tricky, you had to speak the word backwards of what ever you wanted to get out or you’d never find it. In example: If you stored paper in there you’d have to call it repap. Annoying yes but worth it for a bad of holding without a doubt.

The air around them was dryer than the sand under their feet in this place, thankfully with the shade it wasn’t nearly as hot as it would be outside, allowing them to adjust a little bit without such an extreme shock. To him though? Oh this was heaven on earth, he sucked in deep lungful’s and the smile on his face was brilliant, everything about this felt so good to him… He easily stripped out of his clothes and into the garb that would mark him among the populace as someone incredibly well to do, for as much as rank prevailed among the Drow the same went for Egypt, the class ranking system was extreme to the point of execution if it was broken. Thankfully all the clothes in the trunk were specially tailored to ensure they were all marked as very well to do indeed. Better clothes? A better experience. He was watching Gia explore the sun for the first time in a small dose, the beam coming in through the slit in the ceiling and while he watched her he listened and couldn’t help the chuckle as Jacob coughed before quickly catching on to the fact me might want to breathe through his nose for a while, at least until he adjusted. “I was born here so I didn’t know anything else existed. The first time I left and actually felt cold, my first real winter I nearly had a heart attack I was freezing, I couldn’t understand how people could survive such cold.” It had taken a lot for him to adjust to that first winter, he remembered it easily too, the time he arrived off the boat into Sherwood and it was winter there… The flakes coming down quick and fat as bits of cotton… He’d nearly got right back on that ship!

Going over to her side he bend down to scoop up a bit of sand and hold it out to her, having her cup her hand as he poured the sand through his own into hers in the shaft of light, allowing the grains to glitter and sparkle like flecks of diamond dust. “The sand out here is pure, it’s what makes glass and beads, it reflects the sun like a mirror… Once you step out of this room you’ll know what the truest type of sun looks and feels like...” Spoken in a whisper against her ear as he moved away to help Thaylan pick out the proper garb, laughing a bit as he seemed to struggle a touch trying to find the pants that went with it. He explained that pants were pointless here, the weather was far too hot for extra layers, especially when the higher-ranking men tended to wear a colored robe over the plain linen shift to show their rank. Thaylan nearly balked at the idea of wearing anything more than his birthday suit in this heat but they worked it out, dressing Thaylan in the much lighter cream and blue outfit with the light belt and necklace, a pair of light sandals on his feet. He himself? Took the green and gold one with the wrist cuffs and belt to Osiris and the necklace of Isis, this one was much heavier than the other, it denoted a higher status and rank and would put him in charge of the group as a whole. He’d go over to Jacob then and adjust a couple of things, revealing the drape around the waist which actually allowed for a much cooler air flow around the entire body, and the last bit? Khol lining around his eyes to help protect him from the glare of the sun once they were out. “Might seem a bit feminine but it’s common among the sexes here… The lining helps keep too much sunlight from hitting your eyes.” He’d do the same for Thaylan and Gia as well, followed by helping Rose and then doing his own, the lines between the male and female were quite stark though… The mens were broader, stronger and blunt where as the females were slender and curvaceous, beautiful and highlighting their features….

Once everyone was properly dressed and fitting in, including helping Rose properly fasten her headwear they were then off outside, to get atop one of Egypt’s most common modes of transportation, the ornery camel. Once out he was struck by the fact that Gia looked like she was on fire in a way… Her skin blended in beautifully here for there were many dark skinned people in Egypt, but that red hair and lips, the vivacity of it was breath staking. “You look like a Phoenix… You are going to get more than a few looks and marriage offers when we are in town… Just smile but say nothing or they’ll start to talk you into a hole, it’s simply custom and a bit of fun, I’ll translate for you if someone starts it up.” He said with a laugh before she’d come to see what they were riding and he looked confused for a moment. Sure, they weren’t the most attractive of beasts but horses would die in this heat, they were reserved for short races or war… “What? Is it because they’re ugly? I understand they’re far from savory but they’re the main mode of transportation in these lands and owning one is a sign of status.” But when she shot him a look that could wither a Drider in it’s tracks both his brows rose and he stepped back as she pointed at him to go away. What in the hell did he do? It wasn’t till Thaylan came up to explain that Gia? Did NOT RIDE. The only thing she mounted was the dick of her choice and her disk, otherwise everything else was beneath her, so having to ride a camel into town was… Well… Really unsavory to her…

Nautilous: She can’t take the disk into town though. Egypt has magic, the whole place is steeped in it, but doing that would be way too much. Given her skin and hair they might think she was a new god that sprung from Ra and Isis…

Thaylan: Oh I know this it’s just she has never liked riding ever. She abhors it but she also knows this is something she has to do for now in order to fit in and get around.

Nautilous: Well I guess it’s good that the rest of our adventures are all going to take place on boat? I just felt it better to land in Kuwait because of the darkness in the temples in case the trick didn’t work.

Thaylan: Yeah she’ll do much better on a boat. She just doesn’t like riding living things but a boat should be just fine…

Of course, neither of them knew if this was actually going to be ok or not given the Drow did not have boats like those that would be used on the surface, they had more like little punts or canoes, rafts at the most… But hey, they could hope right? “They’re as common here as Horses are in other places, they can live for weeks with nothing to drink or eat, just living off of their fat hump. It’s really remarkable and there’s nothing more reliable than a camel in the desert. They smell water better than any other animal and you’ll never go thirsty with one.” After he made sure everyone was able to get on, having to hit a couple of the beasts to remind them who was boss, a common occurrence for even the most well trained Camel they were off… The women tailing behind because here? That was how it was done. Women were seen as lower than men and could not go out on their own without a chaperone of some sort, so while he lead the way he made sure to have Thaylan bring up the rear so that the women were shown not to be slaves but rather wives and not to be traded on.

Once within the city he just came alive, helping everyone dismount and as he figured he and Rose were much the same, everyone else might linger or dawdle but the two of them? Hit the market stalls like a couple of pros and given their similar coloring they looked very much like a father and a daughter, he was helping her learn how the bartering here worked and then translating for her, the two of them haggling things down like old pros… The bag of holding would come into play later but for right now? He made sure the children were given a job each and yet not overworked either, the small trailer easily moved along on it’s wheels as it was packed deep with foods and spices, fabrics and cooking utensils… Things like butter and cheese too, fruits and vegetables, everything Rose would need to cook dishes down in Menzoberranzan that could blend the best of both worlds and give them something a bit more familiar to them while they adjusted. All the while he made sure to keep an eye on Gia and Thaylan as the two of them walked hand in hand together, just soaking up all the newness in silence, absorbing the world he had come from.

Once they were out of the more common districts they were entering the wealthier part, the streets here were paved rather than straw and sand, the buildings were tall and white with the most beautiful of sculptures and styles, everything open and built to catch the slightest breeze. Hearing Jacob’s question about the stores and coming back later on, just the men he nodded his head, arms crossed over his chest as they walked. Here? It was much cooler, far more shaded and fountains abounded to chill the hot air even farther, the scent of the Nile and flowers on the air. “We can yes. The women can’t leave once the sun goes down, not unless they want to be mistaken as courtesans anyways, the rules here are… Very different than anywhere else I guess you could say.” And he knew the girls would likely chomp at the bit for it too, they were both fierce and well educated women, well capable of keeping pace with any man but here? It didn’t matter. They were women, weak and fragile, simple minded and easily taken advantage of… Or so the common populace thought. “The paper here is exquisite, I’ve yet to find a place that comes close and I’ve missed it so, and the ink here is unrivaled… It stays for generations, not just years, and the colors are beautifully vibrant while the darker hues are so deep they almost have a physical depth to them. You might want to stock up as much as you can, I know I will be, and don’t worry about space. I made sure to bring my bag of holding because I knew I’d have to pick up a good bit of things myself. I get the absolute worst craving for the coffee here like you would not believe. It’s bad enough to make my jaw ache.” Aaah and the lamb stew was divine, the rice was so fluffy and flavorful, and don’t even get him started on the fish and bread… His mouth was already watering!

As they walked Jacob asked his own questions as they came to the Hotel, it was the oldest and the most luxurious one in all of Luxor, the founders themselves were from the Pharos own bloodline, the family going back multiple generations and still going strong. “Well there are quite a few without a doubt… Let’s see… Well this is the first time I have been in here since I was a child… I was caught stealing bread from the garbage behind this place and I was hauled in to wait for the constables to come and arrest me. While we waited a Madame of the highest brothel in Cairo saw me and was instantly aware of the fact I could make her money and bought me instead. I was about… Let me think… Five? Around there… Anyways that’s pretty much where it all started for me… Luxor… Is where I was born.” Spoken with a smile even though the story was perhaps a little sad… Born only to be abandoned, living on the streets until he was caught stealing scraps, only to be bought and then trained up to be a whore… Life takes some very interesting turns, doesn’t it? “I never really came back to Luxor but I still remember every street, every back alley, all the places where the unsavory things happen… The cheaper brothels… Where to buy opium… Tobacco… The shady vendor who goes into the crypts and robs the ancient kings and sells the findings… I know where you want to eat and where you don’t… Unless you think Dog is a delicious meat in which case I can show you those too but you’d be eating there alone.” He said with a laugh before they’d all entering the pavilion area with it’s multiple pools and fountains… Once they were received they’d be lead up to their room, a large suite with it’s own pool and bathing suite, living room and eating area… It was luxurious and well kept, the room smelled of the very same scent that came off his skin naturally, Sandalwood mixed with jasper and myrrh… Decadent and sweet…

They were entering the hottest part of the day which meant a light meal and wine before a nap was in order… As such he ordered fruit and cucumber salads to be sent up with a chilled fish plate on a bed of saffron rice and a sweet brown sauce made from dates and wine, on the side there were strips of sliced vegetables and flat naan bread with hummus and rich creamy butter.




Nauts Clothes     Thaylans

[BadInfluence]

She hadn’t packed much for herself and Jacob, she was coming to know her soon to be father in law very well, and that meant he was typically eight steps ahead of everyone. She mainly packed a few light things in the way of underwear, a change of clothing for swimming, some night wear and toiletries. Everything else? She pretty much knew that Nautilous had handled. He was great at the big things just… Slipped a little when it came to the finer details like… Socks… Or toothpaste. She’d dressed lightly because she knew the place was hot from everything she had read about it, picking the lightest dress she had on hand for the trip, but even that? Felt like ten layers too much as soon as they dropped in. She damn near wilted under the heat as she instantly began to sweat and fan herself. “This is hotter than Satan's prison wallet Nautilous! No wonder you always run hot!” She breathed as they were instructed to the change of clothes in the trunk, and while she and Gia looked over the choices she couldn’t help but look at Gia with a bit of a face, a wry smile on her lips. “Who ever packed this did not do it with a woman’s help…” She said with a bit of a laugh as she too passed over the whites as the lines and styles were far from flattering for her, and the fuchsia colored dress was entirely the wrong shade for her, causing her to pull a bit of a face before she sighed. Seemed she and Gia would be wearing different shades of gold then, for Gia took the lighter hue where as she herself took the darker one, but unlike Gia she took a beautiful face veil out of the box for herself. She’d never worn one before so in her mind? It was a new adventure! She was grateful for Nautilous’s help to set it properly on her face and once she had? Every move she made was met with the pretty sound of tinkling bells, the gold hue and the beading matching beautifully with the dress she wore. Leaving her hair down she simply lightly plaited it behind her so that it left wisps and trails around her face and shoulders, giving her a very romantic, almost ethereal look to it.

Once she was dressed she wandered out of the room to see the men wearing something like a mix between a mens nightgown and a robe of sorts, not bad looking by any means but certainly different, yet imposing at the same time. It was around then she’d catch Jacob as he looked to her and she smiled warmly at him under the veil. She even did a little turn on her leather sandals which made the beads and bells tinkle and chime beautifully. She took his offered hand and linked their fingers as they’d walk outside into a sun so bright she was insanely glad for the Khol around her eyes or she’d likely not be able to open them what so ever. “I had no idea a sun could be so bright! It’s like being stuck between a mirror and a magnifying glass…” She said as she had to adjust a bit before she could actually see, blinking her eyes several times as she adjusted to it all and that was when she’d see the camels and she instantly backed up behind Jacob and shook her head, hiding behind his much broader frame. “I don’t think so! Camels Bite! And they Spit! Nah- Uh, no way, I’ll walk thank you!” She said before Nautilous came out and told her in gentle but impossible to confuse words that she’d die if she tried to walk and given her condition, did she REALLY think she should walk anywhere in this heat? That alone was enough to make her frown but she had to give in… He had a point and possibly someone to commiserate with seeing Gia was even less pleased at the idea of riding one than she was…

She’d need a good boost to get onto that things back, nearly falling off twice as the thing had the most ungainly gait she’d ever sat upon and given last night, well let’s just say she did NOT appreciate it! She was a perfect little angel with the saddest little pout as she rode on in silence, keeping herself well hydrated with the water skin and nibbling on cucumbers, at least these kept her cool and made the ride… Well… A little bit better… Though she had to keep adjusting for… You know… Reasons… She was just grateful when the ride was over! Getting helped down she took a couple of minutes to actually walk right without waddling, swearing to GOD if she had to ride another one of those she was opting to ride double so she could sit in Jacob’s lap, a far preferable seat than the one she had been in. Once she stopped her grousing though she saw the beautiful city before her and it took next to nothing at all, just a glance between she and Nautilous before the two of them were off at the head while she held Jacob’s hand, her other in the crook of Naut’s arm as they all walked together into the busy trade streets. She and Nautilous? Were a horror to any dealer because they knew how to haggle better than Mephistopheles himself! They got the best deals on everything and yet they still made it fun for all those involved. She’d snag bits of this and that to feed to Jacob, sweet slices of ice cold melon and honeyed dates, she knew he had such a sweet tooth after all… Potent tea from the cutest little cups she had ever seen, heavy with cream and honey, an absolutely delicious delight to partake of… Then the little bits of pastries and candied fruits, the bread flaky and delicious or sweetly moist, the candied fruits with a crunchy shell on some, others more like a toffy or caramel…

In all honestly, even with the heat she was having so much fun here, it was new and exciting! The market was large and she was here with her family and her love, she had no reason to be scared or nervous, she was just enjoying the time. With Nautilous they bargained and haggled for everything they wanted, for as much as she wanted things to bring back with her, it made her feel good that he did too. She wasn’t the only one shopping so to speak and together they picked the place pretty clean. While they didn’t buy anything at the over inflated prices usually targeted to travelers they still did enough to make it a great day for every stall they visited. Seeing the children broke her heart though, it probably always would but one thing she noticed in Menzoberranzan was that she never saw this, there were no beggars or hungry children in the streets… Every child was loved and looked after, every person had a place and a purpose, no one went hungry or suffered needlessly because of the unbalanced distribution of wealth like you saw here… She made sure to ask Nautilous quietly if they might make a donation to a orphanage or a womens shelter before they left, just to try and help as much as they could, knowing he had a soft spot for them as much as she did… As much as Jacob did… The three of them were a bit of bleeding hearts for the cast off child that went without a doubt.

Hearing Jacob ask if they could come back just he and Nautilous she looked at him with a brow raised under her tinkling mask, curiosity evident in her eyes but she didn’t push, if he wanted to do something that was just fine by her… She figured she and Gia could go do something together too but when she heard women were stuck under a curfew and couldn’t go out without a male escort? She huffed and loudly, muttering under her breath about backwards social structures and the like, though she also knew well enough that things like that? Were often in place for a reason… It just sucked that while the boys got to go out and play she and Gia would be stuck indoors… What would they do? What would they talk about? Would she even want to? And that was saying that she even had time considering Thaylan was with them. She had a feeling those two might want to catch up on some one on one time which would leave her with a fat load of nothing to do… Well… Nothing but eat… At least from what she had sampled with Jacob the food was incredibly delicious so it could be worse!

Once they arrived at the Hotel she felt a bit awestruck, a part of her was always going to be that orphan, the little girl who’d never dreamed of staying in such fancy places… She quickly closed her mouth though as they entered, her eyes talking it all in, the glistening fountains as they cooled the air… The spinning pooka fans on the ceiling as they were span by a pully system… Beautiful men and women dotted about here and there, mingling and having coffee, chattering lightly in a beautiful tongue she had no idea how to decipher. Watching Jacob though she saw the way his eyes lit up seeing the fountains, wondering if perhaps he had a soft spot for them, something about them obviously delighted him… Or was it the fact they were indoors? Either way he seemed to really enjoy them as he ran his hands through them as they all chattered a bit. Hearing Nautilous speak though she already knew the tale, after all she had read all his books, knew just about all there was to know about him though… She’d never really let onto it. Instead she just walked into the space with the group before they were ushered into the back of the hotel, the space was large and beautiful, a suite with two rooms and a shared bathroom and living space… It’s own private pool in the back and as soon as she saw it she knew what she was going to be getting into when left to her own devices. Why not soak up some sun, get a bit more of a tan, take a few laps? It would be a very enjoyable way to pass the day if they were stuck indoors.

Once they were in their space Nautilous set about ordering a lunch for everyone, the snacks and samples in the market only whetted their appetite but far from satisfied it, she herself opting to toe off her sandals once she was in the room and make her way directly back into the one she’d be sharing with Jacob. She checked it over thoroughly, making sure it had enough air flow and was free of any pests, no camel spiders or anything unsavory of the sort… The room was beautiful though, immaculate and well cared for, the bedding was the softest linen she had ever felt and lighter than air… The shared shower was incredible, the water coming from the top to fall out like rain or a water fall, a deep tub set in the center, easily large enough for all of them to sit in together… She smacked her lips a bit before she moved to look over the soaps and the like, what was on hand and smelled good, what was going to be good enough to use… She was picky about that part perhaps more than the rest if only because she prided herself on what she made and wouldn’t put something sub-par on her skin… All was in order though and she knew she’d enjoy a nice cold shower after her swim without a doubt and then likely head to bed early since the boys would likely stay out for hours at a time…

Sitting at the little beauty table she removed the veil and piled her hair up on the top of her head in a lose bun of sorts, sliding a few of the offered bobby pins through it so it was off her shoulders, allowing the cooler air to slide across her skin. It was indeed hot here but in the shade it wasn’t nearly as bad, turning her head to look out the window to see the boats traveling up and down the Nile, some simple merchant boats and others obviously pleasure barges… Strange music she had never heard drifted up on the wind, the melodies beautiful but unknown to her, the babble of a hundred voices in a tongue she didn’t understand… It was all terrifically exotic and beautiful, a bit like being a character in a book, you don’t know what’s written on the next page and you won’t know till it’s turned… She smelled the food before she even heard the knock on the door, rising from the table and moving out to the main area where everyone was chatting back and forth, taking her seat by Jacob and leaning on his shoulder just a bit. As everyone began to make their plates she’d lean in and whisper against his ear very softly. “Is your stomach bothering you at all with what you had at the market?” She asked as she began to set up her own plate, keeping it to the fruit and cucumber salad and skipping over the rest for now, not in any rush to go and make things worse… Her stomach felt a bit weird… Like she was a touch on the gassy side… It wasn’t uncomfortable but it did have her just a bit worried about it getting worse over the night and embarrassing herself a bit…

If Jacob said he was fine she’d simply think that perhaps her own stomach wasn’t handling the spices as well and think nothing of it, tucking into the incredibly delicious food, finding her appetite was voracious… But she quickly found herself full which was odd for her. She was starving but while her body told her it was full, her mind wasn’t anywhere near there, causing a sort of strange discord between the two. “You know I think it’s a good thing you two are sneaking out tonight… I’d be useless out there!” She said with a laugh as she shook her head, figuring she’d definitely caught something but wasn’t too worried, she’d easily felt a hell of a lot worse and still did just fine. She settled back with her tea then as they all chattered back and forth as the heat of the day passed, Thaylan and Nautilous beautifully doting on Gia while she leaned comfortably on Jacob, soft words shared between them about the delights found on the high street and the things that had caught their eyes…

Time passed far too quickly though and soon it was dusk, the women all began to fade out of the world like flowers closing up one by one, leaving behind only the men and the night life exclusively held for them… Thaylan would guide Gia off into their bedroom while Nautilous would have asked Jacob if he was ready to go… “Go on love… I’ll be just fine. I think if I lay down with some water and a cool cloth I’ll be just fine… I must have gotten a bit too hot on the camel or something. Go have fun!” She said encouragingly before the two would begin to head out together into the much cooler twilight of Egypt… And she? Rather than hear the sounds of love making headed out to the private pool and stripped out of the dress and went into the pool in her birthday suit, instantly relishing the chilly feel of the water against her hot skin, floating on her back as she looked up at the sky changing hues… She was almost half asleep as she just idly floated about before she felt that same sort of bubble… A flutter… Gas? She dropped herself into the water and swam to the side of the pool and heled the ledge… Figuring it would come out… Right?... But nothing did…No pressure or anything of the sort… She shook her head and moved to get out of the pool, grabbing up a towel as she went and wrapping it around herself, picking up her glass of water before she felt a roll and the thing slid from her hand to shatter on the ground…

No… No way… It was months too early… She had only just… Right?... Like… A month? She began to shake all over before she rested her hands down over her stomach… She and Jacob had intentionally been avoiding doing much because of how often she had miscarried, not wanting to jinx it, to get their hopes up… Even so… This… This wasn’t right… She was flooded with icy cold chills, her stomach in knots before she ran over to the nearest bin and threw up into it, dropping to her knees as all of the late lunch they had eaten came right back up to say goodbye… When she was done? She was shaking… Wiping her mouth on the back of her hand she almost stumbled into her room and collapsed onto the bed, her hands over her stomach and she dared to press, laying on her back she explored… Once again she felt that full roll, the summersault and she had to cover her mouth to keep quiet, eyes squeezed shut as she pressed again… And again another flutter… She could feel her womb through her skin when she pressed down… Her hand slipping between her thighs to reach up… To press… Feeling another flutter… Another spin… She was farther than she should be…. Her mucus plug told her that, as well as how hard her cervix was, the feelings inside her stomach…

She was also… Well past the place where she would be at risk of miscarriage… She was pregnant… Fully… Totally… These babies were here to stay.

It also… Complicated her life… Well beyond reason.

Forcing herself to her feet she made herself put on the transparent linen shift that would be her nightgown and moved to the desk, pulling out a pen and a sheaf of paper she began to write a letter, only to crumple it up… Toss it aside… Try another… The same… Either her hands were shaking too much or she couldn’t get the wording right… It all sounded horrible to her own ears. She tried over and over again while Jacob and Nautilous were out and about on the city streets, feeling as if she weighed more than her size in sheer lead, everything so heavy… Her body… That was why she was packing on the inches… She’d actually grown four in the last month alone, putting her at nearly five and a half feet, quite a bit taller than she had been but still short to most… She leaned back in the chair and figured… Perhaps blunt was the way to go… Much as the goodbye letter had been…

“Aeson, 

I promised myself I wouldn’t write you after your goodbye but I’ve broken that promise once already, a second one will hardly matter at this point, and if it weren’t of the same importance as the first… I swear I would not be troubling you. I know you left me for good reason and what I am about to write changes nothing… I am not asking you to do anything and I don’t plan on ever changing that stance. I just can’t live with myself and not tell you the truth… You have a right to know…

I’m pregnant… Four months… To be exact… 

Within eight months… I’d… Like to ask you to be in the area… When I deliver your son. 

He will need a name but nothing more will I ask from you.

I won’t write you again until my time is upon me… Goodbye Aeson and I hope life, wherever it leads you, treats you kindly…

-R”

She finished before she’d seal it up in a bubble and send it directly to Ace. She then took every crumpled-up note and after lighting a candle, began to burn every single one and let it float down as ash into the rubbish bin before she’d spread those same ashes into the wind… No one else needed to know… She could just claim she was going into labor early because she was short… No one would ever know except for Ace… Jacob? Did not need that mans shadow around him anymore… He’d made his feelings painfully clear in the letters he had written them not even a week after proposing to each of them in turn. It had wounded them both deeply but since his absence? Jacob had grown, flourished, became utterly beautiful and so confident it made her heart sing to see him finally becoming everything he deserved to be. Once she was positive there was no way to be caught out she dusted her hands off and cleaned up the room, burning incense to cover the smell of paper easily, keeping the windows open wide before she would move to lay in the bed and catch a quick nap… Wanting to be fresh and perky when Jacob came back and for what ever they would be doing for dinner.



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