To Give You My Name...

[BadInfluence]

He had woken Jacob up earlier than the boy would have probably liked but if they didn’t leave now they’d be traveling during the hottest part of the day which was going to be incredibly punishing. He could handle it easily as it was a part of who he was but he knew perfectly well that Jacob was not born in the sun and sand like he was and the earlier they left the better. He didn’t divulge his talk with Rose last night of the concerns she had voiced, if anything like that was going to happen then that would have to be between the two of them, and with no part of him or with Gia or Thaylan. He’d usher them out into an enclosed palanquin today, the sides made of linen and reeds so that it was light and airy, spaced out so that the room had room to breath and shift so it wasn’t stifling. Once inside there was a small plate of breakfast foods, nothing heavy or overtly rich, just things perfect for a bit of a hang over which they both were likely suffering at the current point in time. They’d go on in a small bit of silence, nothing strained or uncomfortable, just quiet as they rested and recuperation through the early hours of the morning. They’d be gone for a few hours before they’d start to draw to the main area of Alexandria, the hustle and bustle of the port city was insane even at this early hour. Once they arrived at the temple they’d be informed that it was time to dismount, heading up the long white pathway to the temple, tall stone and granite statues stood on both sides… Ancient Pharos and their Wives, Gods and Goddess, beasts of land and air that were revered to the Egyptians as messengers of the gods… As they walked up they were passed by other pilgrims, priests with shaved heads and exotic garb, wealthy nobles in exotic clothing and breasts barred with wigs of the finest silk and gold beading…

“People come here from all walks of life but only the wealthy are allowed to walk up into the main temple outside of major celebrations held at various times of the year. We’re given special access because we’re seen as nobles because of our wealth so don’t be too surprised if people look at you a little curiously…” He wasn’t about to state how large the donation had been to the temple for this, it was really quite large and maybe a little obscene but if that was what it took then he considered it merely pocket change and little else, focusing instead on what was to come. The event took several hours as the gods were each asked in turn to grand favor of the union and if for some reason a God or Goddess objected then more money had to be given or livestock for others, more prayers and the like, it would easily take the better part of their day which would land them back in Luxor by nightfall. “If you don’t want this though I wouldn’t judge you if you changed your mind. I’m going to love you as my son no matter what comes about today.” He might have second thoughts what with him being with Gia it meant that a lot of his life would be spent in the underdark which might not be something he wanted long term. It was not as if it had been terrific for him so far, being forced to kill people he normally would have been treating or saving, he’d not blame him what so ever if he decided otherwise.

If not changes were spoken of though they’d enter the temple where they would take off their sandals and a majority of the robes which were the fashion, instead donning simple linen skirts as they’d begin to be oiled down with sandalwood and myrrh. It was all steps in the tradition, the rubbing of oils was to cleanse them and make them presentable for the gods, all jewelry or piercings would be removed and nothing would be left but their natural skin and the skirts. Even their hair was oiled down and pulled back and off of their faces while black khol eyeliner was applied to their faces. Once this was done they would be ready to enter the second stage of the temple where they’d then be sat down on two stools and priests would begin to write identical hieroglyphs on each of them, telling the tale of the family name and asking the Gods to bond them in blood and spirit so that they might walk the path of family together for all time. They were inked up from head to toe, not an inch of skin was left without drawings upon them, multiple prayers and requests for favor from all the Gods of Egypt.

The final stage was the deepest part of the temple itself, reserved for only the most special of occasions, the air almost cold with so many layers of stone separating them from the blistering heat of the sun. Once inside there incense was burned rich and heavy on the air, their hands were held out to each other and placed palm up, the ritualistic dagger sliced across each palm and the hands joined so that blood might flow back and forth from each other to complete the bond. Of course medically Jacob would know this did nothing but there was magic in blood, that much was always going to be true, and it was that magic that was being used to call the Gods… Or so the ritual went. Of course Jacob was going to be getting a very interesting high, a rush with a sharpening of his senses, a feeling of almost godhood with the blood of Nautilous seeping into his veins. They’d be like this, kneeling face to face for about an hour more while they prayers were chanted on and on, the pitch of the voices set to such a way that they vibrated against the stones and made one’s sense of time and space spin out… As if the Gods were somehow present in the shadows… Over all it was a good high, a bit like dropping acid or mushrooms, it would leave them both feeling refreshed and reborn by the end…

When it did finally come they were guided out, their wounds tended to and wrapped in blessed cloth, taken to a part of the temple where the Nile river ran it’s clean and live giving waters along stone channels… Forming various bathing pools where they were instructed to sit before hand maidens would come forth and begin to give them a sand bath, the fine grains scrubbing away the heavy ink as well as a layer or two of skin, leaving them feeling as if their skin was shiny new. They were also given rich beer and bread to eat, by this point they both would have been starving and the food and beer would have tasted incredible, the water nice and cold against the heat of the sun and they could just relax for a little while longer before they’d be shown the way out to take at their leisure… “Well…” He said, breaking the silence of the entire scene, bringing them back to the world so to speak. “You’re officially my son now, they’ll take the scrolls with the evidence of it to the main buildings for records and so from now on our ties will always be together, my tree is now yours…” [/b]




With the adoption over and sanctified they had time for one last run, a place he had promised to take him to when they first started to talk about this trip to the surface, the brothel where he had been raised and trained for a good chunk of his life. They’d load up on another palanquin, honestly it was the only way to travel around Alexandria if you wanted to make good speed, otherwise the foot traffic and congestion was so bad they’d get no where any time fast. The horses pulling the entire thing though, well now that easily made the sea of human flesh part and allowed them to make good speed, arriving with enough time to allow them an hour or two of leisure before they’d be returning back to the hotel.

The place was… In a word…

Drab.

The outside was a very plain yellow colored limestone that had been whitewashed over time, the doors a massive twelve foot tall and made of dark teak, pained black and more than a little foreboding. There was no yard to speak of, indeed there was just a fence and a small walkway up to the front, and if he were honest? He was appalled. At first he had thought that surely he was wrong? He had gotten lost somehow? The place had changed revenues? But no… He was reminded after questioning the drivers that this was indeed the place but no other information was given… Perhaps there wasn’t enough TO give? His brows furrowed as he stepped forward up the narrow walkway, gone were the exotic flowers and flowing fountains, the thick linen drapes and fine sheer curtains… The place used to be capped in pure white marble slabs but now it wore a pathetic thin layer of white wash over it… What had happened? He came up to the doors and banged his fist on it hard, more than enough force to send the sound booming into the main area regardless of how hard a party might be going on in there, though the response took so long he half wondered if perhaps it was abandoned as well as fallen into extreme neglect. Had the place gone under somehow? Poor management perhaps? Or had the plague come through and decimated the working men and women so that they no longer had the draw they once did?

“They swear to me this is the right place but this is… Nothing like what it once was… It was a palace back then, marble and golden gilt everywhere, the finest fabrics and the rarest of flowers… It was THE place to be, both as a worker and as a patron, everyone who was anyone wanted to be here but this… This isn’t even a watered down version of what it once was…” He said and he was prepared to turn around, Jacob at his side and just as they were beginning to move the slit in the door opened and a pair of aged blue eyes looked out at them, a voice hoarse and almost sexless.


Door Persona: What business do you have here?

Naut: I’ve come for entertainment naturally… Isn’t that what this house provides?

DP: -hoarse laughter- Maybe once upon a time but all the cunts are withered and the cocks are twigs, but if you want old and decrepit whores then you’re in luck…

Naut: You…. Can’t be serious.

DP: It matters not to me if you come or go, the city pays me to guard entry here, your business is of little concern to my pockets.

Naut: Fine. Let us in then.

DP: Well it’s your funeral…


The large doors didn’t move, instead a smaller door had been cut into the larger and that was what was pulled open, just tall enough for them to walk in without bashing their heads on the top sill. Once inside the place looked as if it had been raided by marauders… The many fountains of marble and glass were shattered and burst, beaten into small chunks and shards, the waters looking as though they had been used for latrines for far too long. He held his head back and covered his lower face with the long tail of his robe, his eyes shuttered and emotionless as he surveyed it all… The large crystal and gold chandelier had hit the floor probably years ago, stripped of all that was valuable or pretty… The many large couches and chairs were little more than springs and broken wood, fine embroidered fabrics ripped to shreds and decaying, tapestries on the walls defaced or burned… “What happened here…” He spoke mostly to himself out of sheer shock, he had never seen something like this, this place had been a palace of pleasure and now… It was a hovel for the poorest of the poor, the lepers and the hopeless, the dead and dying… He stepped over several bodies that were past medical care, already embraced in the arms of what ever religion they fancied, though blessedly none he recognized. They would walk up the stone staircase, the wooden banister long gone and used for fuel but the stone was far too heavy to move, allowing them safe if somewhat filthy access to the upper floor. Once there it became apparent that there was a bit of a difference between below and above, up here there were doors on the rooms, the once glorious red velvet runners were torn and trashed but still there… He passed a room, his hand on the handle before he heard the sound of a baby crying and pulled his hand back, leaving that one be before he moved on to another room… Silence greeted his hand on the handle before he turned it and pushed the door in but the sight that greeted him? If it were not for Jacob at his back he would have reeled in retreat and turned around to leave that place in his dust and never, ever return, his darkened skin turning pale under the dyes atop it and his eyes widened in something akin to a mix of horror and abject shell shock.

River: Well there is a face I never thought I would see…

Naut: River…

River: Well hello Lover, how funny to see you having come home at last, did that big bad world out there not suit you?

Naut: Why are you here River?

River: As if you didn’t know, please, I think we’re both too old for coy games and bedroom plays…

Naut: What are you Talking about River. Speak plainly.

River: Plainly? My how you have gotten boring…

Naut: You are trying my patience. Speak or I will force you to, the later of which you will not enjoy.

She simply laughed at him though, settling down into one of the smaller seats in the room, running a broken comb through golden hair that bore more white in it that it ever did in his memory… She was still beautiful but aged, she wore lines about her eyes and her neck, her hands were slightly gnarled and dry like a twig cut from the tree as the sap leaves it… Age spots dotted her arms like large freckles and yet still despite all that? One could have easily seen that in her youth she would have been an unrivaled beauty… One thing remained though… Her eyes were still the most incredible piercing blue and he felt now, like then, she could see right through him…

River: You’re boring, you know that? At least back then you had the skill to be suave but this is just pathetic…

Naut: If you don’t tell me I WILL find someone else.

River: Fifty gold.

Naut: Excuse me?

River: Fifty gold coins and I will tell you what happened since you left.

He just looked at her in shock before he shook his head and grabbed for his coin purse, pulling out the coins she requested and laying them out on the table beside him, not willing to go anywhere near her for more than a few reasons. She paused in combing her hair, looked over to access the pile with her eyes before she’d nod her head and return to brushing her hair once more.

River: After you left the whole scandal blew up and not in a good way. After some investigating I was found out for having set you up like a patsy and I was taken to jail. My husband divorced me and without his financial support my family abandoned me and I was left with having to pay back all that I accused you of stealing from me. Luckily the Madame at this very brothel thought I was pretty enough to pay off my debt with my body.

Naut: Are you telling me that after I left you became a whore?

River: Oh don’t act like it’s so shocking. You were THE whore my little golden lust, this place wore you in it’s crown like the largest of champagne diamonds. You weren’t just A draw, you were THE draw, and when it came out that the main whore was a murderer and a thief? Oh this place began a downward spiral fast… Without business the Madame began to sell off all the fine furnishings to keep it afloat, doing everything she could to keep this place going, training boy after boy to try and replace you… Well that never happened and it just kept sliding down…

Naut: So then all this? Is because it went out of business? Why does it still bear the same name then? Why hasn’t it been turned into something else versus reduced to this squalid cesspit?

River: Because I killed the Madame before she could of course. I made her sign it over to me of course, I wasn’t about to live in the streets after being fucked my just about anyone with a silver in his pocket, I have SOME pride…

After hearing that he nearly lunged at her. While the Madame had indeed bought and owned him as her slave, she had also made sure he had food and drink, a roof over his head and most of all? She gave him life. Without that Madame he would have been caught and killed for stealing and that would have been the end of his story. Rather than hit her though he struck out at the table by the door, sending those gold coins flying every which way, though River at the table seemed utterly unbothered by it. She simply laughed softly and set the comb down before turning around in her seat to look at them both.

River: Still the same temperamental little boy I see… It’s so funny that your son takes after you so much…

Naut: What the hell are you blathering you murderess? My son stands beside me and he has no such faults, he’s the light of this world and far above anything you or I could ever achieve.

River: Oh? So this young man beside you is also your son? My goodness you must have sired him when you were quite young! Your son is only now starting to enter his twenties.

And it was then that things sort of sunk in and one moment he had been vibrating with anger the next he felt a cold dread wash over him, hands reaching up and dragging him down into the abyss, a dead man sinking into the sea… When he spoke his voice was strangled, dry and almost silent, like his vocal cords were wrapped with glass…

Naut: You said he died… You said you smothered him in the crib when he was days old…

River: I also said I loved you. If I lied so easily about that why would I lie about your baby?

Unless Jacob stopped him at that point he would have simply snapped and lunged forward, hands wrapping around her throat like it was little more than a reed and began to squeeze even as she laughed at him, animalistic sounds of pain and grief ripped from his throat as he was intent on crushing her neck like paper…

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A great deal of the story telling was lost to him.. once his head hit that pillow his memories kind of shattered.. his head was filled with so much lush fog that nothing really seemed to stick.. the early morning wake up call was certainly not desired.. but.. he knew your reasons were sound.. and nothing a shower and a good strong coffee wouldn't have fixed.. for the most part the journey to these grand temples you spoke fondly about was done in silence.. perhaps they both had things to say.. heavy items weighing upon their minds.. but.. it just didn't seem like the time.. or the place.. he was fascinated by the structures.. how it all looked.. appeared.. it was so different to anything he had seen before .. experienced before.. so he was soaking it in.. his gaze.. that strong blue green shifted when you asked him about wether or not he still desired this.. that no judgement would be laid if he had changed his mind.. he gave a little shake of his head-.. I want to be here.. -offered quietly.. -.. it's an obvious and clear step forward..so many of us .. in our collective groups of family and friends continue to look behind us.. and I dont want to do that anymore if I can avoid it.. I want to be here.. I assure you.. -his gaze shifted back to the temples as they moved to enter.. the clothing was removed.. the skirts put in their place.. oils rubbed into the skin.. he simply observed with a curious eye.. the drawings.. symbols upon his skin.. moving down deeper into other chambers where the light did not touch.. incense thick.. floating.. it was an intriguing ritual.. the blade across his upturned palm made his fingers twitch a little in response.. before the two of them met.. blood mixing.. mingling.. the affect of yours as it hit him did not go unnoticed.. the tingle.. the sharpness.. how it chased away the fog and any mild lethargy that was hanging on from the night before.. they would move on after a certain amount of time.. to the pools where hand maidens would conduct the sand bathing.. removing the symbols.. the shapes.. before they were fed.. and he welcomed that bread for sure.. your voice struck him as it sliced through the silence.. making him glance up.. offering a smile in response to the idea that it was all official now.. -.. Thank you.. really.. -he placed the cup of beer down a moment-.. You have done more for me as an adult than anyone.. and Ill honestly never.. Ever forget it.. -hand to his heart-.. Im honoured to be a part of that tree.. -he would forever be humble.. it was just the kind of man he was.. they finished up their much needed feed and he was guided back out..

heading toward this Brothel he had heard quite a lot about.. when they arrived at the ramshackle building though he .. well.. he looked a touch concerned.. settling down to stand there.. he said nothing.. this was your domain.. he was simply coming along for the ride.. hoping to learn something more about you.. hearing you tell him about your confusion as to the changes.. and how different it was now.. -.. mm..well you yourself did say it had been some time since you had been here yes?.. -he tilted his head.. it would be then that the voice from the other side of the door would ring out.. an he himself would step to the side.. hands clasped before him.. just listening.. they were finally permitted entrance.. the first thing that struck him though.. was the smell.. the scent of death.. of decay lingered.. of sickness.. his brows drew inward.. it was clearly incredibly run down.. a building that should have long been condemned .. and its people removed.. for the rot was long housed.. and would never be truly removed without fire.. they moved up the stairs.. and he blinked when you reared back.. the sight of a woman on the other side.. he knew her not.. the name he did not recognise.. but he managed to pick up little bits and pieces from the conversation shared.. clearly it was someone from your past.. he felt at times as if he were the third wheel.. and had considered stepping out onto the landing just beyond the door.. but he didnt want to interrupt.. when this 'son' came up though he glanced across curiously.. he blinked.. and he felt the air shift in the room.. the feeling that only came when you knew someone was getting upset.. that sudden emotive pull.. he swallowed.. hearing your voice become quite strained.. he reached across.. his hand came down to rest upon your shoulder.. fingers curling in-.. Nautilous.. -he spoke softly.. the conversation suddenly went south without a lot of warning.. and he did to you what he had done to Rose once upon a time back at that cottage.. he threw up that shield wall between you and the woman.. so if you did lunge you would have been met with that unyielding reflective surface-.. Dont.. -he didn't command it.. he didn't yell it.. it was simply calm.. but firm-.. What would killing her prove?.. I dont know whats happened here.. I am at a loss..-he came to stand between you and her then.. to take your sight away from this rather decrepit looking thing.. and back to him-.. if she lied about it once.. why would her credibility be so grand now?..She said it herself.. she'd do anything for gold.. Think about it.. We have had so much death already.. please.. just no more..

[BadInfluence]

“Seems like we’ve all been thrown into some sort of twilight zone lately, doesn’t it?” He’d left Sydel who he thought would be the very person to take his life, the one who he had loved above all, the one who he had sacrificed everything for… Jacob had killed when before in his life he had only ever tried to respect and preserve life… Rose was turning into something sharp and brittle… Thaylan was trying to be more dominant and forward… Everyone was very much exactly where they shouldn’t be and it was weird… Was it all just because it was time for a change? On all fronts? Or was there something quietly stirring the waters behind the scenes, a silent chef with a ladle that kept things from settling, a God with some twisted sense of sick humor… “I actually tore into Rose last night out of the blue… I have the utmost respect for her as a person but for some reason I just lashed out at the poor kid…” Something he never would have done before… He was never the sort to do that to a kid, especially someone as young as Rose, they needed guidance and a firm hand but he had pretty much given her a verbal backhand… Much as he had done to Sydel when she was already down… What was wrong with him? What was going on with all of them? “Maybe it’s just the pressure form the move, maybe it’s the change of status and surroundings, maybe we’ve caught the eye of some puckish asshole God who decided it was time to crack an egg… But either way it’s not how it should be…” It was just a mess from start to finish, wasn’t it? But there were good things in it too… Rose and Jacob were going to get married, Gia was carrying his child and they would be married in a days time, Thaylan and Gia were to be married with two girls on the way… There was a lot of good too… It was just hard to see the light when the dark put such a thick cover over it… Almost making it invisible.

The ceremony took several hours but that was simply how these things went, if it was fast and easy it would belittle what was going on between these two parties, the time given to it was out of sheer respect of what was going on between two people. When it was all said and done the sand bath and the beer were welcome, the bread was soft and fluffy, rich with spices and butter… Enjoyable without a doubt as they talked a little bit back and forth. “You’ve done a lot for me too… More than you realize.” He might have left Sydel before they even got married if it hadn’t been for the surprise of Jacob. Jacob showed him in some way that Sydel had to have something in her that could love him, a person without love couldn’t have produced a child like him, it just wasn’t possible. So he’d stuck it out, tried his best and they did the right thing, they got married and did all they could to make it work… But it was too broken to fix. Not with the parts they had on hand anyways… “You’ve always been a source of light for me and I hope that the line of light and love you bear naturally shows up in all the following generations. There is no one I could have dreamed of being a better son than you Jacob. You’re a dream come true and I hope I’ll always be someone you see as a person you can trust and come to no matter what.” When they were done cooling off and relaxing it was time to go to the brothel where they could find a few enjoyable things to pass the time. He wouldn’t push Jacob into sleeping with one of the legendary beauties, and given that Gia hadn’t spoken a word to him and had her back to him in bed, he had a feeling he ah… Fucked up pretty bad somewhere along the line… He also knew flat out from her own words that his cock? Was hers exclusively and entirely.

When they arrived though he couldn’t hide just how appalled he was, this was beyond even his worst nightmares of the place, the human refuse and decaying corpses were something he could not wrap his mind around. This place had been a palace, beyond beautiful, a place of dreams packed to the brim with seraphim and succubae… This place as it was now? Was hell… “Twenty years yes but… In that span of time it should never have fallen so far… Our training was perfect, the utter dedication and study of pleasure made us the best of the best, this place should have easily withstood a hundred years without taking any losses financially… This? This is foul... Impossible… Something horrific had to have happened.” And indeed, something had as they moved up the stairs, the story slowly unfolding… Some of the finer things still remained, sad, watered down and decrepit echoes of what it once was. The first room he passed on when he heard the crying of a small child, choosing another one though if he had a glimmer of the torture he was going to endure from such an act he would have passed it over as quickly as a person averts their nose from a foul stench, and this… This was the foulest of them all.

The conversation that came out was little more than torture for him and at the end he could do nothing more than lunge for her neck, wanting nothing more than to pop it off like a billy button flower but he met no soft flesh under his fingers, only the jarring impact of a magical wall between himself and Rover. Oh the way she laughed at him, cruel and brittle as he gnashed his teeth at her, his heart bled from a wound never fully healed and she had ripped it open afresh. He had no magic at this moment so he was at a disadvantage, looking at Jacob as he came between himself and River, his words sounded so far away… Muted… But they did land all the same, weaker but still there. It was enough to snap him out of the primal rage he had found himself in and to take a step back, reaching down into his robes and pulling out the sack of gold and dropping it on the floor by his feet. “Be grateful my son is here River because he just saved your worthless life… Take the gold and keep your lips sealed forever. If I had a son he would have found me by now. Keep your vile lies, the only son I want and need stands beside me.” He said as he walked away from her then, nearly vibrating with anger but he could get out of there any faster if he had tried, taking the steps two at a time before he reached the bottom floor and made his way out. Once there though he was sick against the wall, retching up that beer and bread as he felt overwhelmed to such an extreme that his emotions were rolling inside him like a storm, his heart in his feet and his stomach in this throat… Why here? Why now? Why River, of all people to see? And why the tragic history of the place he had called home? All he knew, more than anything right now, was that his past was well and truly dead… The whore had no place to call home anymore, his castle was gone and his Mistress dead, his one client he had left behind him in a cruel slice of reality… That mantle was gone… Shrugged from his shoulders as the rotting hands of the past clung to it, dragging it down into the sands where it would remain forever more, the last of his days of using his charm and his body to get his way were dead…

And…

What did that make him now?






When the sun rose she was aching, throbbing from head to toe in a way she couldn’t ever actually recall, her heart beating dully in her head… Gia was gone, she knew that from the first primary sweep of her mind over the area, only Thaylan remained… Jacob and Nautilous must have went out then to go and proceed with the adoption and she wished him all the happiness and joy he could find. Jacob deserved nothing less. Through the night she had gone over a hundred and one things, some of which she could find absolutely no answer for, some however she did reach some break throughs and others… Others were just some ugly truths she wasn’t wanting to face but she had to stare them down all the same. She and Ace were far too similar, they both had issues when it came down to taking accountability for one’s actions, neither of them had the suave charisma of Jacob and Nautilous to get away with it like they could… She also knew she had to grow the fuck up and take some responsibility but that was scary… It wasn’t that she was blameless or thought anything of the sort rather if she admitted her part on a lot of things it would in her own eyes, make her feel as though she were even less worthy of Jacob and that was something she really couldn’t stomach at the moment. She already had so much to think about, to focus on, but for some reason she just kept rounding back to the same issue…

Jacob was so far above her and she really wanted to give him more than what she could at the moment. She felt he deserved more than she had to offer, deserved a woman with a family of her own, a mother and father that he could learn to love and count on. Parents of her own that could become grandparents some day and share in that love… He deserved a healthy love, one that wasn’t incestuous, with a woman who was battling extreme schizophrenia with several gods in her mind at various times through the day. Pick a God and get over it huh? Well who the fuck was she supposed to pick? Hanali was in a bad way, she’d been alone far too long and without a god mate so she was going crazy in her own way, trying to push things to the extreme thinking it could fill her own gaps… Slaanesh? After she found out what he had been doing to her for his own benefit? Never. Silvanus? No. He was too strict, there was no love or laughter in his worship, nothing of joy or pleasure… She wanted a God who loved to laugh and to dance, one who was in tune with nature and growing things, but one who also was sensual and understood the pleasures and joys of sex in all it’s forms… Did such a creature exist to worship? And if it did, would they even be Elvish? She had never seen proof of a mortal god in any of the multiple religions but she had seen proof of them in Arvandor and outside of it in Menzoberranzan… She pushed herself to her feet to get some small snack foods, milk and tea for the babies inside her because even though she had no appetite, she wasn’t her own anymore… She was a host. She was nothing more than a food source for two very hungry and very loved little parasites…

What was she even going to do about those? She loved them as much as they terrified her. She wasn’t ready for one, let alone twins, and most assuredly not for children sired by different fathers… She sighed heavily as she felt the air around her starting to warm up as the sun rose, Thaylan coming out to join her and the two sat in companionable silence for some time, eating and watching the sun starting to rise…

Thay: You know there is another option…

Rose: I’m sorry?

Thay: My God knows many things and he’s been watching you closely for some time, he knows your internal struggles, the battle you fight daily…

Rose: Ok… Um… You do realize that sounds incredibly creepy? I mean no offence but the idea of someone doing this is really disconcerting.

Thay: That is why they are Gods Rose, if they were comfortable and normal, they wouldn’t be deserving of the title. A god is two parts, good and evil, but never in a perfect balance…

Rose: And how would you know this on such a personal level Thaylan? All I’ve ever had from them is trouble and in spades.

Thay: Because I serve Chegorach and I have met him in person on multiple occasions. He is the only God I have ever seen to respect a person’s own uniqueness and encourages them to flourish.

Rose: As nice as that sounds I’m not sure if I believe it entirely. It sounds far too good. What does he want in return? No God gives anything away for free.

Thay: Well that is true, they most certainly do not, but in your case it’s unique. You’re the child of his most hated enemy, your existence is a threat to everything He values, but if you join him?...

Rose: You’re telling me that your God is basically putting you up to bat because he wants me versus having me working for my mother?

Thay: Not quite. He hasn’t asked me to so anything, I do this of my own free well because I Love my God, There is no kinder a master to serve under that I can promise you.

Rose: Alright… I’m interested… So say I do chose Chegorache, what happens then? What happens to me?

Thay: Well that… That one I don’t quite know to be honest. You won’t lose your memories like many of us do, you’re allowed to retain them, to remain who you are.

Rose: What if I don’t want some of them? What if there were things I’d prefer to forget?

Thay: Oh? Well I am sure it can all be arranged.

Rose: Alright… I’m interested… What now?

Thay: We would go to meet him of course… I’ve upset my sister a fair bit and she has taken her leave of me to go explore on her own. We have a whole day to do this and time moves quite differently there so we can have it all done and washed before luncheon…

Rose: Alright then let’s go… There’s no point in wasting any more time than I already have…

It was all a little too easy, wasn’t it? When she made up her mind to do something though she never beat about the bush, she never dawdled, she went straight to the heart of it and hit it head on. This situation was no different. Oh but it was amusing though, the sudden and vehement screaming in her head was enough to give her a sudden and violent migraine to the point of tears but she kept going, she went through those pathways and into a realm that was not a realm, a space apart from the others and yet not… But that was how it had to be when one was hiding from all the other Gods of Chaos. How… Insane was it to me meeting Chegorache? That… Oh that was something she couldn’t have put into words. It was… Strange… It wasn’t like meeting a mother or a father, or even a friend, rather it was more like a teacher… Someone stern but with good intentions, a guiding hand for instruction and enlightenment, aloof but not distant… Just apart. It was impressive to say the least and once she was face to face with him she wanted to find out EVERYTHING that was going to be expected of her. After all Chegorache and Khorne were at odds just as much as Slaanesh and the others were, they all hated each other and existed for little more than the chance to wipe the other out. She knew in doing this she would be aligning against Jacob once more and it was something she wasn’t willing to do by any means. Because of that the talks went on and on, never heated or brash, there was no anger there just debate. A very long and drawn out one true but one all the same… Back and forth it went, Thaylan at times helping to explain something from one or both sides, otherwise it was very… Deliberate?

All the same by the time it was done they had come to a hard impasse in some ways… She could serve Chegorache in the way of gathering information which she did naturally but she would not be required to go down into battle against the other elements of chaos. This meant she would never have to fight against Jacob if she ever was forced to go into the field which was incredibly important for her. Though there was a catch that they couldn’t get around… A large part of her problems were based in her genetics, the fact that she had several gods DNA inside her from various transfusions and of course her own birth, so that made things more complicated. She had a few choices though, things to stand in the short term, things she had to give a LOT of thought to. Things she needed to talk over with Jacob before she even gave them further purchase in her mind… She did however, consent to several things for the interim, that being a binding put on her person so Slaanesh could no longer drag her down into the Palace of Pleasure and breed her for the sake of his own army. This also stopped Hanali and Silvanus from her as well which gave her a good deal more patience and confidence in herself… Things she had been lacking for some time now. Another were the memories… Things she gave up to Chegorache were things that made her heart bleed, that convoluted and twisted her present and shadowed her future, things she wanted no part of anymore… She gave up the memories of her childhood in regards to her pedophile molester, she gave up the nightmare of Maria and what had happened to her, and she gave up Ace… Ace might have hurt the worst because while her mind knew what was best her heart still ached… It was the fact that her heart still bled that told her it was something she needed to do because she wasn’t sure she had it in her to completely get over him and she wasn’t going to take another step forward with his shadow at her back. They ALL deserved better than that.

By the time they returned they still had some time to spare and neither of them were particularly keen to go out, it had been a busy visit after all and they had no desire to go out in the blistering sun and scorching heat, deciding it was far better to stay in and amuse themselves…

When Everyone was coming back in they’d hear moans and groans from the other side of the door, gasps and grunts, panting breaths and whimpers…

Rose: No! It can’t go there!

Thayl: Yes it can, just relax.

Rose: No way! There’s no way that’s going to work!

Thay: Yes it will, trust me, you did great just an hour ago doing the same thing,

Rose: You didn’t have me bent around like this last time!

Thay: Are you giving up then? Going to admit defeat?

Rose: Yes! Yes I give up, you win, I can’t take a moment more I ache all over-

At which point the door would be opened and there was Rose and Thaylan, both dressed in casual robes and in a tangle of limbs, a painted tarp under them with multi-colored circles in lines from top to bottom. Sweat on both their faces as they were in a rather awkward position, a small boy holding a spinner with multiple colors on it would be laughing at the foreignness of the scene, finding it all good fun to be playing games with the rich people. She’d end up falling down at that point, pinning Thaylan under her as they both oofed a bit and laughed, detangling and laying on the cool floor. “Hello my love!” She said with a bright and sunny smile over at Jacob, waving at him from the ground before she’d give him the thumbs up sign that was closely followed by a wink. “I kicked his butt the first two rounds but I think I pulled something in my glutes because I am aaaaaaching! How did it go? Did you have fun? See any pretty girls?” She teased a bit at the end before she’d roll onto her tummy, pushing herself up to her feet from there and coming to his side, pressing a warm loving kiss to his jaw before she’d step aside and bring him a cup of ice cold lemonade and a delicious thing made out of naan bread and lunch meats, exotic seasonings and tender yet crunchy greens. “There’s one for you too Nautilous, you look a bit washed, you ok? Want me to give you a look over while Jacob and you eat? I can get things together in no time if you need it?”

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He nodded when you mentioned them maybe being caught in some kind of twilight zone.. -.. somethings certainly set us all a bit off kilter thats for sure.. so many changes and in such a short amount of time.. -he exhaled-.. its very easy to feel a little whiplash at times.. and quietly.. I wonder sometimes wether or not im dreaming.. and it will all come to a grinding halt soon enough.. and even then.. I sometimes question wether or not that would be a bad thing?.. if you get what i mean.. it almost feels as if we were all settled at the centre of a spinning plate.. sure it wasn't easy.. but we had each others backs.. and we had each other to lean on.. to support.. so no one got waylaid.. and then.. suddenly.. everyones just been tossed off their feet.. and slid off in different directions.. -he listened when you spoke about lashing out at Rose.. and how it didn't feel quite right.. that perhaps it was stress or an errant god-.. Stress more than likely.. it can cause us to act out .. pressure just builds.. I myself had spoken to her a little harshly before your story teller came in.. I will always struggle with the idea she so easily and without future thought puts herself in danger.. there is risk in everything yes.. but sometimes its just.. foolishness.. -he shook his head-.. I dont know.. I sincerely hope we all find that light soon.. and things settle.. the jagged edges are starting to sting.. -the ceremony itself was incredibly fascinating to him.. he was enthralled by all of it.. everything from the seemingly smallest action to that of the most important.. this would be something he would never forget.. an action taken together that meant they were joined by blood and scripture.. and he would take on that last name.. in quiet hopes his Mother wouldn't be too upset..

they headed off .. the afternoon taken up by this infamous brothel you had told him so much about.. only upon arrival it was perhaps nothing like he expected.. he watched the confusion.. the anger wash across your features.. the place was incredibly run down.. broken.. a shell of its former glory.. though if one used their imagination he was sure he could picture how beautiful it once might have been.. heading up onto the upper level would be when everything turned just dreadful.. they came upon a woman...she was a little older.. he took in the name as they spoke but he uttered no words.. it was not his place to interject.. things turned south quickly.. and though he did not wish to openly use magic on the surface like this.. it was necessary.. anger fuelled an amount of energy he was not certain he could hold back.. so the wall came up.. and you hit it.. he slipped between.. raising his voice to try and drown out the horrible laughter the woman was performing.. he remained calm..pleading with you to stop.. to use logical thought.. how could the woman be trusted.. perhaps she was right..perhaps he did have another son.. but there was also a chance that he didn't.. he turned to glance over his shoulder at the woman.. lingering a moment before the wall crumbled and he followed you back out of the establishment.. the door closing swiftly behind them.. his heart broke when he saw you so twisted up that this had made you physically sick.. he reached across.. his hand to your shoulder. before he pulled you into a tight hug-.. Its alright.. It really is going to be ok.. -he wasn't going to pretend to understand what had occurred here.. but one thing he did know.. one thing he understood all to well was women clutching at mens heart strings when it came to children.. and how easily it could break them.. they took their time making their way back to the Hotel.. there was no rush.. on any account.. though they would walk in silence.. he wouldn't press you to talk.. nor would he ask questions.. this was your story.. and yours alone..

they arrived back to the sounds of grunting and groaning.. the doors were opened and they were greeted with the display of Thaylan and Rose playing some kind of game on a coloured mat.. he lifted his hand to wave to her when she called out to him-.. Good evening sweetheart.. -he nodded.. reaching back around to remove the robe that settled about his shoulders.. listening as she spoke about her fun day-.. Ahh sounds intriguing.. it was good.. a nice ceremony.. all done.. -he rubbed his lips together.. the cup of lemonade was welcomed.. but he passed on the meal for now.. -.. I think he just needs a moment.. leave him be.. -he nodded.. guiding her away.. he figured the last thing Nautilous needed was her hovering..the man needed space.. he glanced across to Thaylan.. nodding his head.. a concerned look settling on his features.. taking another drink of the lemonade before he motioned for Thay to follow.. just out into the corridor.. -.. uh.. I dont know.. if I should say anything but.. I figure.. since you guys are so close.. that you need to know.. and with Gia not here.. Ill leave this with you.. He's really shaken up.. Ive not seen him fly off the handle like that in quite a while.. we visited the Brothel that he was brought up in.. and it was in a state of disrepair.. obviously left to ruin.. but.. we ran into a woman.. -he nodded-.. I dont know if the name River means anything to you.. but.. all the colour left his face when he saw her.. she said he still had a son.. and he nearly killed her.. i had to hold him back with a little magical intervention.. -his brows drew in-.. I havent pressed him.. i dont feel its my place.. maybe you can help.. I dont know.. Im grasping at straws here..

[BadInfluence]

When Jacob said it the way he did something like being hit by lightning struck him and landed him on his ass, mentally at least, and he just stood there blinking for some moments in absolute shock. “Your mother… It was your mother who kept the plate centered…” He would have been reeling if such a thing was possible, it was like the ground dropped out from under him and beneath lay a pit of intense sadness and realization, so many things he realized he needed to say… Things she deserved to hear… Even if she didn’t want to he realized he had to find her, meet up with her, even if shit went south then he’d handle it as it came. Gia said she loved him and he loved her, God did he ever love her, everything she was and everything she might one day come to be… And he hoped and prayed with all his heart that she would understand why he needed to find Sydel and make amends in at least some way… She would want that for them, right? He sincerely hoped so… He had already ruined one woman by his own stupidity, he wasn’t about to do it again, he’d rather just snuff himself out rather than do that. “All the while I was trying to keep our love alive and try to fix the things we broke in our youth, she was always there behind the scenes, the glue that held the broken pieces together that I gathered together… We were a team and we held our family together… But now we’re apart and everyone’s suffering… Because I decided to be greedy…”



It was a fact, far from flattering or kind but it was a fact all the same, Sydel was his other half when it came down to keeping their family afloat and safe. He had broken that when he left, took away the other part of the mechanism that kept everything moving smoothly and now, now everyone was paying for it. He couldn’t undo it though, nor would he because at the end of the day he did need this, not because of his love for Gia or because of his family on the way, rather it had everything to do with the fact that he needed to grow up. He needed to find out who he was, the man who wasn’t a whore or the God who played with lives like pawns on a chess board, no longer the servant of a God of War and instead… He was just this thing… A creature with no label or name, instead he was just a being of potential, he could do and be anything he wanted to… This was what he was going to do for himself, it was time he did this for the first time and while this move caused a lot of grief, you can’t make a cake without cracking a few eggs… “Without her we’re going to have to find a way to keep our family together… You and I Jacob, if you want to be my partner in this, it’s not easy but at the end of the day it’s worth it…” He knew he couldn’t do it on his own, not if he wanted to keep growing like he needed to, but Jacob… Jacob might flourish under the role because it gave him a chance to be a guardian, to keep everything safe, to nurture and provide… Something he had usually poured into the medical field but with that gone… Perhaps he just needed another outlet?



“Rose is… Well she reminds me of myself when I was young… Charming, beautiful and young she acts without thought because she’s always been alone, she rushes into everything headlong because she hasn’t grown enough to realize there are other people in her life with her…” And having the blood of a God rushing through your veins was its own sort of hang-up, the knowledge of death not being able to touch you, it’s a dangerous rush… Jacob was only tempered on his because he was raised in Arvandor, there’s no real comprehension of death there, after all everyone lives for such a long time why would anyone ever think of something so trivial as mortality? But if for instance Jacob had been raised on the surface as he and Rose had, he might understand the need to run into everything because when you live with mortals your whole life and watch them die as rapidly as fruit flies, you live your own life with a sort of desperation to explore it all before it’s snatched away. True, their lives were a bit of a contradiction weren’t they? Immortality with the fixation of mortality, the knowledge of being immutable and yet always rushing forward in the fear that the precious flame of life will be snuffed out in a gust of unexpected wind, ending your story as quickly as the fruit flies around you… “Let me ask you this… Has she actually gotten into a true, genuine fight yet? Has she been forced to take someone elses life? I don’t mean her claimed murder of the pedophile because I know that wasn’t her but her alter Crahvyn…” He spoke, a pensive thought on his face as he rolled the idea around in his head, something slowly forming like fingers working over a warmed piece of clay. “She won’t understand that she needs to be cautious or to think things through until her own life or that of someone she loves is hung in the balance… When she realizes with cold clarity that her actions can lead to the death of someone she loves. For me it was your mother… The first time she actually died and went down to her father… I was fucking terrified because it was my own actions that lead to it. After that… I moved much slower and with a good deal more thought.” Now… He wasn’t telling Jacob to do it but… It was an idea and if Rose was anything like he figured, it might be that very event that clicked things over for her, that made her realize the reality of the world around her versus the somewhat golden immortality that her genetics gave her.



The ceremony began then and while it took hours it was not without it’s own magic and charm, the old gods and their ways were beautiful to him and always would be, these moments to him were very much like a home coming… Something so warm and familiar as the old language poured over his ears like warm honey. He was grateful to share this with Jacob, wondering if his soon to be son realized this was something that could only be done once in a lifetime, that Jacob was the only and only person he could bind so closely to him and take him into his family like this… And when you considered the rest? How very much Jacob meant to him that he wanted to do this with him and no one else. Jacob was the son of his heart, his soul, and now? Of his flesh to anyone who had a word to say about it. He knew Diovan had surrendered his claim on Jacob as his father which made it all the smoother and in his heart? He was grateful to his brother for that because it was probably the one truly selfless thing he had ever done for him as his brother… The first act of a sibling made out of love… And maybe… There might be a sliver of that bridge left… Maybe something to build on when they were older… Wiser… When they were done with the ceremony and the ritualized bathing they headed off to the whore house where he had grown up, in all honesty he had gone into it with such high expectations and pride, excited to show off what was THE epitome of a carnal castle. When they arrived though it was like a dream turned nightmare in the flick of a millisecond and it only got worse and things shocked him and repulsed him, only to truly tear open the wound when he saw River there, the first love of his life and the woman who had ruined his view of a healthy or sustainable love… Made him believe that every woman in his life was just after his cock and his cash, he was worthless outside of what they got out of him, that none of them would want him simply for himself… Gia was slowly changing that belief, altering the ideal so that he felt that perhaps there was a chance for something more, something wholesome and true…



If not for Jacob River’s head would be rolling around on that floor… He had saved her life and they left the rotted decayed horror of what had once been a mark of pride in his life, the destruction and desolation of it ensured that from this point on he could never, would never call himself a whore ever again… His past? Was as useless as that building was now and it left him with nothing… Nothing but the next step he was going to make. Because of that though he felt incredibly raw and vulnerable, his emotions on a high jagged edge as he fell against the wall and was ill against it, never before had something shaken him so badly that he had vomited… Shoulders shaking and broken sounds coming from him as his whole world just split into two intense sides… Dark and light… Heaven and Hell… Jacobs hand was felt and he did his very best to try and pull himself together, to sort himself and ground his emotions, to settle… Force the storm to calm… “I’m ok… Just… It wasn’t supposed to go that way…” He wanted to treat Jacob to some lap dances, some beautiful women and excellent drinks and food, to have him watch some of the incredibly erotic displays and sensual sex that was made into an art form… Very much like the drow but not entirely… He returned the hug and just squeezed him tightly back before they’d split up a bit, leading Jacob to a small stall with food and drink where he washed his mouth out before they’d head back to the hotel.



Once there they’d split up a bit, Jacob to Rose while he waved off her offer to help with a small smile, instead retreating to the other room and the quiet coolness of it… Gia was gone and that told him more than maybe anything else that something bad had happened… And he had a strong feeling he was entirely responsible for it. He let out a deep, heavy sigh before he settled down on the bed, slowly stripping out of his clothes and laid out on the bed for several minutes before he realized he was too restless to do anything as helpful as resting. Instead he got up and wrote an incredibly long and detailed apology to Gia, sealed and left on the pillow case, the other… He wrote and this one was harder, full of crossed out lines and blotches where his hand had actually shook to paused too long and ruined the paper under his pen, but he kept on going… Pushing himself harder and farther than he had ever gone before and by the time it was done? It looked perhaps even worse than her I’m Sorry letter she had left them before her surgery and inevitable death…

[BadInfluence]

The game they were playing was actually something devised by a much older and wiser Harlequin dancer, turning the chore of learning to stretch and gain flexibility into something fun, something that could be done with others as many dancers were performed. She had signed a loose agreement with Chegorache which meant she was now a Harlequin much as he himself was, and while she had yet to decide her path and one was not yet chosen for her to walk, she still had to undergo training before she did anything else for their God. When the others came in he could tell before the door even opened that something had happened and he quit the game with Rose while the two of them came in and while Nautilous went into one of the rooms and Rose went into the kitchen to perhaps fix something up, he and Jacob headed out into the corridor where they had that little conversation and as it went he felt his shoulders sinking a bit, he couldn’t imagine how horrible that had to have been for someone… He paused for some moments, something he and Gia did so often that it was impossible to tell who picked it up from who on the outside, though given Gia’s penchance for perfect deep thinking in short amount of time, it was obvious that she was the leader in that area. When he did speak though it was with a heavy heart for his lover and his friend… “River was his first love. He was young when she bought him at his whore house, little more than a teenager and he fell madly in love with her and her sob story, portraying herself as a princess in need of saving…” Which might have been where he developed this addiction for women who were so called damaged goods…



“She got pregnant and said it was his and he worked himself nearly to death to earn enough gold to take her away from her husband and save her… She turned it on him though, said he had stolen all the gold and jewels acquired and had him put to death, and I believe it is around that time his mother and brother came into the picture…” From what he had understood it had been to save his life they had taken him to Arvandor, a place as ill suited for him as he was to it, but it was the only place they could leave him with family that wouldn’t judge him. Of course it was because of that he had met Sybelle and ruined the chance of his brothers happiness but… Things like that were just going to happen sometimes, fate was a river that could be altered here and there but not something that could be stopped, the flow was going to continue no matter what. “From what I understand she told him she had smothered his son in the crib before he was due to be executed and because of that he was taken to Arvandor… Things span out from there, a sibling rivalry was created and a lot of people suffered, a guilt he still carries with him to this day.” But few knew about it though, he had only really shared that with himself and Gia, a private sorrow that was a cross he bore in utter silence… A deep gouge in shoulders that already toted the world… And at such a young age. He saw it in Jacob too, that same broad set of shoulders that seemed intent to carry everyone’s pain and sorrow so they might be saved from suffering it themselves. He just hoped that Jacob might be saved that by the people around him who loved him before it got to the point where he broke like Nautilous had.



Was there still a child though? He had read nothing of it in the books, saw no proof of a single genetic son what so ever, just a single daughter… “I doubt that she is telling the truth. Nautilous made a pact with Khorn when he joined his service that he would sacrifice all of his biological children in order to have your mother bear Aysil… It’s only now that he’s broken off from Khorn that he has been able to father any other children.” Hence the fact that his daughter rested in his sisters belly… Otherwise it would have been the same as to what had happened to Sydel all those years, miscarriage after miscarriage because Khorn was greedy, wanting to keep Nautilous in his service and desperate for a child the entire time. It was a perfect way to keep him in his pocket forever… Until it didn’t work anymore and he had lost both Nautilous and Sydel in one fell swoop… Just as Chegorache had predicted… Now all they needed was Rose and the playing field would be level and they could once and for all destroy the other Gods of Chaos and save the Eldari. Though he wondered if his God was doing the right thing in a way… Khorn still had Jacob and Crow in his pocket and Rose loved them both with all she had in her… If they mounted that attack Jacob would be forced to fight and Rose would not risk losing them… There had to be something behind the scenes going on… Something he wasn’t seeing just yet.



“He… Will likely be very sore in his heart and Gia is not exactly happy with us for some reason else she would have been here… We needs must make ourselves humble and apologize for what ever we have done and I believe that means we will be apart and silent for the rest of our night here on the surface. Before I retreat though I want to tell you something quite heavy that happened while you were away.” And with that he would lead Jacob a bit farther away before dropping a bubble of pure silence around them so not a word could be heard outside of it. This was after all incredibly delicate, nothing was exactly finite yet, everything was very much still up in the air and had yet to be fully decided. “I’m aware Rose has been… Erratic from what she has been known to be and I wanted to inform you that we’ve gotten to the root of it and have… Well… Put a band-aid on it for the moment. She will start to improve day by day until she is far more grounded and happy in herself but this did not come without a cost… Are you aware of the Harlequin? The price we pay when we join the ranks?” If not? He would explain to Jacob that the sacrifice was one’s memories, all things of their past was wiped entirely clean and there was no history there, only that of Chegorache and the hundred thousand stories. “She is not fully one of us but she is under his protection but it came with sacrificing some memories… Some she chose herself but others… Others were chosen for her… She has no idea she carries a royal blood line or that she is the daughter of Slaanesh… That she is your biological sister or that she carries Ace’s child within her. She has no memory of the orphanage either or anything that happened in there… In her memories now there is just a happy home life with her going to medical school, meeting and falling in love with you and now her pregnancy, and while she remembers the issues and sadness therein… She doesn’t for instance recall Ric or her death at his hands… But she does know about Grace… The important things, as we say, were preserved…” And with luck… Jacob wouldn’t be outrageously fucking pissed off. “I was the one that suggested it when she came to me and told me all that was going on. She was desperate to stop hurting people and she firmly believed if she could work on things without the interference of certain events that she could start to heal and therefor stop unloading on everyone else.” He said and when all that came out he presented Jacob with a small black orb, the insides of it swirling like liquid ink and silver dust, ever moving and almost hypnotic. “If you feel that she is better with them though, those memories, you can return them to her through this… It’s the same thing that was done for me when I joined Chegorache. It’s a very rare option and only given to the people he feels have the most potential to do good.”



With that he would give Jacob the orb and turn about to return to the room, dispelling the bobble and heading into the space with Nautilous so that the two of them could catch up and figure out what they might have done to put Gia off her tea, so to speak.

[BadInfluence]

She nodded her head at Jacob’s words, not wanting to push where she wasn’t wanted, sometimes the ailment went beyond a physical thing after all and in those areas well… She might be a doctor but she wasn’t along the same lines as those who specialize in treating emotional wounds… She was definitely more of the hands on style. Because of that though she gave them all the space they might need, especially given Jacob had left with Thaylan after a few words with her, not that she held it against him. What ever had happened must have had a few ups and downs and she wasn’t going to force her attentions or person on someone when they just needed a little space. Instead she went into what was basically a little dining nook and settled down cross legged on the counter, a notebook in her lap as she pulled her hair up behind her ears into a lose ponytail, writing a few things down on the page and before she knew it? She was lost inside her own mind, humming gently to herself as she picked over a few things that were rolling about her head, a few break throughs she’d discovered in the Drow genetics. It was incredible how resistant to disease they were, while true they had their own sort of illnesses like rock skin and a sort of fungal parasite which caused them to turn into something commonly called ash walkers, but outside of a small handful of issues? They had nothing else to take them down except for time and manslaughter. Old age was often what did them in the most, the fact that after a certain point they became unable to care for themselves and unlike other cultures, the elderly were rarely given much chance of survival unless they were either a Matron or a Priestess. Life in the under dark was hard, brutal and cut throat in so many ways and yet it wasn’t without it’s reasons, especially when you looked at their history.



Lloth had once been kind and loving but over time she had turned… Twisted and angry… In a lot of ways she saw some of the similarities between Lloth and Hanali herself, the fact that for some reason Gods tended to sour somehow, like without a purpose that was new and exciting the sheer repetitiveness seemed to drive them into a sort of madness. The Drow had a way to curb this among themselves though, after all when you thought about an entire race stuck in the deep dark caverns of the world’s core with nothing but each other, you learn to adapt and create bonds far deeper than the very earthen works they dwelled in. They culled the weak so that the strong remained alive and healthy, able to breed a successively stronger generation the next time around, and with each new season the race became more and more specialized in it’s nature. Lloth was worshiped but these people did not forego love like Lloth had, instead they cherished those bonds of the heart like the most precious of gems, they understood better than any other race she had ever known that there are worlds of difference between lust and love. They understood the pleasures of the flesh but knew all too well too that such pleasures are as fleeting as life itself was and the only true joy to be found was in the heart of one which called you their own. It was really beautiful and she respected it in so many ways.



It was funny and fascinating all at once though at how all of this tied into one another like an intricate web she was only just beginning to see, an outsider looking in she could only just catch glimpses of it as it moved, flashes of silver in the dark before it was lost. She didn’t dare look too deep, that wasn’t her place and she knew she was a pale skinned elf, one of the very race that had cast the Drow out of all people… She understood with a heavy sort of somberness that her very existence down there was like salting a wound for those who still felt the sting of exile and yet… They did not hate her. A race often reviled for it’s savagery was actually incredibly refined, lovers of art and compassionate in ways one never would have guessed, life was not casually tossed aside but rather held in the highest regard… Every life had a purpose, even if it was only to be sacrificed for the greater good it had a reason, it had a place… No other population she had ever seen had such a profound understanding of balance… Or a respect for it for that matter.



Right now though she was drawing several interesting correlations between the types of drugs the drow used and their elevated nerve endings, wondering if perhaps through generations of drug use their bodies had begun to adapt and evolve these fascinating synapsis, a part of her would have asked for a chance to study one of the slaves that was set to be executed… A chance to further the medical knowledge of all by studying a body that had been deemed useless at that point. She was tapping the end of her pencil on the page as she began to wonder if it were possible to perhaps perform something akin to a brain surgery on one while still alive, she could maintain a scan on them much as she did with Gia and Anya and probe various areas of their body and the brain, see how they reacted when drugs were introduced… But there was her oath that she took as a doctor, to do no harm and she wondered if this wasn’t pushing the boundary on it, if not outright breaking it… But if she was to make any advancements how was she do so without breaking her promise? She couldn’t maintain a study on a corpse, the brain no longer worked once the body died, it just became grey matter without much else purpose aside from a study on the various chambers and the depth of the crevasses on the brain itself.



She was getting no where sitting on that table and decided she had to go and poke her favorite teacher a bit, slipping down from it and leaving that little area and searching him out, the green dress she wore today flowing around her like silk through soft moving water. It had cuts taken out of it in all the right places, allowing for exceptional movement and comfort, giving her plenty of air flow so that she wouldn’t get overheated easily. She found him at last and he had his back to her, a grin on her face as she snuck up on him on silent feet, waiting until she was just close enough before she’d come up behind him and pounce as she went straight for the ribs. She tickled him mercilessly from there, making sure she stayed behind him so that he couldn’t catch her too easily, laughing gleefully as she did her very best to make sure he was crying laughing before she’d stop and come around to stand before him… Arms behind her back as she smiled at him with her whole heart in her eyes. “Hey Handsome, can I put my Fiancé on hold a little bit and talk to my old professor? I got this egg and I can’t hatch it on my own and if there is anyone in this whole world who I know can help me do so, well, it’s you big boy.” She said as she openly flirted with him, giving him a coy wink and a smile before she’d reach for his hand and guide him to the couch, plopping down in his lap like she owned it before she’d pull open her notebook to the aforementioned problem from earlier. “So here's my conundrum. The drow I think have evolved certain ways due to the drugs they use in the under dark. We both know that the drugs, the type of flora and fauna down there are not like anywhere else, so it makes sense that their systems would evolve alongside it’s use right?” She said, waiting for him to absorb what she was saying, add to it if there was anything he wanted to say and she’d listen to him with her whole being before she’d speak once more, adding on the last bit… The real hook of it.



“So what I want to do is study their brain when under the influence of the drugs, I want to see what is going on inside there, to perhaps draw a line in their genetics… Like… So if they are using these drugs for instance, is it something that effects them bodily primarily, or is it all in the mind? How much of their bodily evolution is due to it’s use? How much is it mental?” She said, pointing out the things she had written down, the detailed notes and drawings of the various anatomical things she had caught on since they went down to Menzoberranzan. “But here’s my issue… We can’t study a lot of these because they’re things we need to see through dissection. We’d have to open the body for us to really see the way it takes effect and I don’t know if doing so goes against our oaths as doctors? I mean it’s for the pursuit of healing others, there’s no telling what sort of applications these drugs can have in the medical field when mixed with what we currently have, imagine if we found a way to help stop the advancement of Parkinson’s? Or Epileptic seizures? There’s SO much we can do for people if we just tap into the right vein but… Where do we draw the line? When does the pursuit of healing become inhumane? I’d want to do this as gently, compassionately as we can but I have to wonder if it’s ok to do this, or if we’re being as barbaric as the first body snatchers… What do you think? I mean, there's such a tangle right? There’s no clear outcome from what I can see but You? Your brilliant and you’ve been doing this a while so I want to hear your side of it… What do YOU think? Care to sit down with your old student and toss the proverbial pig skin back and forth for a bit? You used to really enjoy our long late night talks…” She said with a smile as she curled into him just a bit more, arms about his shoulders, flicking a bit of his hair up and out of his face with a teasing grin. “Or is Dr. Jacob Dragonsbane too busy for some fresh off the farm doctor?”



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He had stepped to the side.. into the corridor with Thaylan.. making sure to pass on the information about this.. River woman they had come across.. he wasn't sure he had heard the name before so it was lost to him.. his head tilted as he heard the tale.. that of first loves, pregnancy and some really quite horrible behaviour that could have possibly set the ball rolling for any great number of things to occur..he rubbed his cheek as he exhaled-.. Wow.. no wonder he jumped at her like that.. it makes a lot more sense now.. -he nodded.. his shoulders sunk a little lower as he slid his hands down into his pockets-.. I almost regret getting in the way now.. it was not my place to intervene.. -he glanced over his shoulder to see Nautilous heading into one of the bedroom suites..- I sincerely hope you are right and this woman is just being deceitful.. I dont think Nautilous would handle it very well at all if it were the opposite..maybe something you could look into?.. I dont know if thats even possible.. but Im at a loss.. and with the mess going on back in Arvandor the records system can not be relied upon.. -he nodded when you spoke about Nautilous being heart sore for a little while-.. if I can do anything to help at all.. really let me know.. this was meant to be a trip for everyone to let their hair down.. to relax and enjoy.. it seems to have taken a pretty rotten turn.. -his head inclined when you mentioned Rose.. the behaviour she had been displaying.. brows drawing inward hearing about the harlequin..-.. Uh.. I know a little about it yes.. but its not an area of expertise no.. something to do with memories.. -he tapped the side of his head..before you went into greater detail about what had happened.. that some memories had been removed by her choice and others at the gods request.. he blinked as it was actually quite a lot that had been toyed with..information about the child.. about herself.. about Ric and her bloodline..

before he would be presented with the orb.. he shook his head.. holding his palm out.. not taking it.. -.. I dont want any part in this.. I see what playing with memories did to my mother.. I see what happens in the domain of my grandfather.. I dont agree with it.. Unless you're planning on removing Aesons memories he's going to come after her one of these days.. wanting access to his child.. and thats going to seriously fuck with her.. Aeson also knows that we are related.. whilst this might help her in the short term.. I fear long term.. -he shook his head-.. Im sorry.. if you guys think this is best.. thats up to you.. I wont be a party to it.. our memories make us who we are today.. I know for example that a great deal of mine are shielded from me.. are kept in a locked box.. and it frustrates me to no end.. -his head inclined-.. removing memories of one party helps them.. -he motioned toward you-.. but did it help Gia? .. -a somber thought perhaps..-.. Your god is not a bad one.. no.. his practises from what I recall are for the greater good.. but as with all gods and goddesses.. some of their practises need to be questioned.. Thankyou Thaylan.. for giving her an ear.. for helping her out.. Im sure she appreciates it greatly.. -he nodded.. if the orb was handed to him it would be left on the table there.. before he would turn back into the main room.. taking a hold of that lemonade once more as he took another drunk...the tickling though took him by surprise and he nearly dropped the glass and its contents ..

he couldn't help the laughter that bubbled to the surface.. the wriggling and jerking of his body.. he would always be deathly ticklish.. and she knew that.. before she appeared before him.. -.. Good afternoon beautiful.. -he nodded.. placing that half empty glass down just in case.. -.. Intriguing.. but of course.. what is it you require help with?.. -he questioned with a brow half risen.. settling down onto the couch there as she unceremoniously landed upon his lap.. he chuckled.. glancing toward the tables and figures there upon her notebook.. listening as she explained the drug use in the drow.. how she had come to some grand conclusions indeed.. but how they needed a little more research .. -.. Ahh.. yes.. well that all sounds very fascinating.. and interesting.. it has a great deal of merit.. and I can tell you have given it a lot of thought.. the conundrum though being that being able to get that research in the underdark will be next to impossible.. I dont know that its something that we could even request yet.. due to our status being so low in the food chain so to speak. and desecrating the dead is a very.. Very big no no so far as the goddess is concerned.. You would have to figure out a way to find the happy medium..Might be something you should ask Thaylan about.. he knows a great deal more about Drow culture than I do.. whilst medical science on the surface is hugely important.. in places like the under dark.. its not quite caught on with the same speed.. so you might have some hurdles ahead of you.. Not that im suggesting its impossible.. just a challenge.. -he nodded-.. something I am sure you will not shy away from.

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“Of course I will… It’s a part of my Job to keep track of these things, especially when they could potentially interfere with my Matrons House, but right along with that he is my lover and my friend. No one should have to suffer unduly…” He said softly as he understood the mess that was. Though he did feel that Jacob was wise to step in regardless of the situation and it’s history… “Though you should know that you did the right thing. If he had killed her that ghost would haunt him worse than his past… You can move past something old, something that happened years ago, but fresh ones… Those are harder to heal and ignore.” And the last thing any of them needed was Nautilous carrying one more cross on his back. At some point the proverbial mule would drop. Hearing how this was just supposed to be a fun weekend he couldn’t help the sudden laugh or the shake of his head. “Your father is cursed like that… He tries his best but these sort of things aren’t for him… He’s a bird that wishes to swim but his wings aren’t water proof. Every time he tries to dive he drowns.” It was like how some people just can’t paint, others can’t sing or dance, others still can’t cook or write a story… Everyone has a strength and a weakness, and this was his fathers weakness, the fact that anything light hearted was never going to be something he could do. It was like someone keeping the tolls even because when you considered everything he COULD do? It was already far more than many and most. There had to be a level, a breaking point, something that made it even. Otherwise? Well that was just all sorts of unfair for everyone alive, for one man to hold so many talents while others had none.



Asking if Jacob knew about the Harlequin and the memory tampering, he explained what he had done for Rose, part of it on behalf of Chegorache and the other part for her own desires. He offered Jacob the orb full of the memories that had been taken, not a great lot considering but enough to create a change in the person, for the better or worse though… That was up to the person and the others around them. Hence why it was something that could be reversed. “Easy… Hold just a moment. This is not permanent like your mothers were, this is to help her get her feet back under her, get stronger so she can take them back one by one…” It was far from permanent, that sort of thing only came when you fully joined and became a harlequin, something Rose was unwilling to do at the moment. What she needed? Was a chance to grow up a little more, to get a chance to ground herself, settle into a solid space before she started to accept the other parts of it… Memories to be taken like bitter medicine, a treatment to make her stronger, little more than that. “If you want those memories of yours I can give them to you, all you have to do is ask, that is within my power to do. But I simply ask you go with this for now, I fully respect your views and I understand it, while it helps the person the ones around them perhaps not so much… But Rose is in a situation where she is safe and can work through this bit by bit without those sort of side effects.” She had asked to be given the memories back, one by one over time so she could process them from a less involved, more distant standpoint… Allowing her to process them in a much more healthy manner than simply burring them down all the time.



Seeing Jacob put the orb on the table he nodded his head and picked it up, slipping it into his robes before he’d leave, going to the room with Nautious…

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Tickling him was something she loved to do but she didn’t indulge it too often. It was fun for both sides but it became a pain in the butt to get tickled too often, bit like having a lisp, it’s only cute for a little while then it gets down right irritating. Today was one of the exceptions where she decided it would do them both a bit of good to play, after all he had been so somber earlier, bit too serious. Today was supposed to be a happy day, right? He was adopted! He was no longer a foundling but a full blooded Dragonsbane, son of the man he admired and looked up to more than anyone else, so realistically he should be walking on cloud nine. Still she figured it had to do with a lot of other things, things he didn’t share with her yet, or things that she hadn’t realized but either way? She wasn’t going to let him stay down there for long.



Taking full ownership of his lap as she plopped down onto it with him she leaned against him and showed him what she had been developing on the back burner, after all she had access to everything through Gia and the friendliness of the house that allowed them to stay with them for the moment, with all that going on she had definitely come to a few conclusions but… Well conclusions weren’t always answers. Sometimes they were questions and those questioned burned inside her mind, made her wonder if something more could be done with it, what might happen if they shook that tree just a little… And as she explained he easily caught onto what she was getting into but as she feared, it was not exactly going to be a milk and butter breakfast, her lips pursing a bit as she focused on what he was saying… Brain running a mile a minute as she processed it all and wondered if there was middle ground. “It all depends really, I mean we might not be that high due to our skin color but we’re not at the very bottom, we’re still important. Especially as skilled doctors we’re our own sort of elite here…” But his point was well made as she leaned against him just a little more, her head falling to his shoulder as she looked up at the ceiling, tapping her foot idly in the air as she spoke. “But then again I mean I don’t want to anger Golden Heart, she’s my secondary goddess so pissing her off, you know… Not the brightest of ideas… DO you think there is a way we could do it while they were still alive? I mean if we sedate them enough they wont feel any pain and IF I’m right…” She said as she pointed to a very detailed part of the book, a bit of the brain scan she had drawn out where a lot of the nerves were fed through. “If we blocked this, they would be able to feel any pain what so ever but the body would still react, but then if we do that it just sort of defeats the study as a whole.” She said with a sigh and a laugh as she closed the book and set it on the side table before she’d roll over so she was straddling his hips, feet resting over his knees and arms about his shoulders.



“You want to talk about what ever is eating you? I thought today would see you walking on the clouds but you and Nautilous came back looking like you’d just witnessed Death itself with the scythe and everything.” She asked, tilting her head to the side as she gave him a hug a moment later, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders as she gently began to rub them. “What ever it is? We got this together, no matter what. I’ll be your anchor in the storms and you’re my safe harbor, we’re here to take care of each other, build each other up when we’re weak and shower them with confetti and praise when you’ve hit a milestone.” What ever was wrong? She had him. She was going to get his mind off of it right here and now too as she slid off of his lap and he’d feel the tickle on the air, magic being spun about as a record player showed up in the corner, music already loaded as the needle dropped and the music began. “Here… Dance with me? If you can still think of what ever is making you sad while we dance… Well then I should probably remember to step on your feet.” She teased with a warm and loving smile before she would hold her arms out to him, ready to take his dancers hold as they’d begin to step in a slow waltz, her beautiful hazel eyes just like he remembered them when they first met… Green and gold with flecks of silver and blue… Her freckles were a bit stronger and the tattoo was clear as ink on a paper upon her hip going from her ribs to her thighs and down to her knee. “Do you remember the last time we danced?”



The question was gentle and slightly teasing as they moved together. “It was at that conference with all the other doctors… I remember seeing Grace looking like she was going to swallow her tongue! She was so jealous I loved it really, making googly eyes at my man when shes four times his age… But then again who can blame her? You, my love, are a most handsome gentleman if any ever was.” She said as they swayed and span a bit, the occasional twist where he spun her away from him only to pull her back in, her hand atop his heart as the beat played on beautifully. “Speaking of handsome though my love, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind a small wedding when our year is up? By that time I’ll have had our twins and with us being new parents I don’t know if a big party would be a good idea.” She asked gently. She wasn’t sure if he would want something big or something small, he’d been married once after all and usually the second go is a much smaller affair, at least if humans were any rule to go after. “And speaking of twins… Could you help me sort out their due date? Every time I try a self scan it goes all wonky. I think I can’t do them on my own nearly as well as I do others.” She didn’t want to worry him about what her last one had shown, she wasn’t even sure if it was half-way ok to mention it but if it was right then they needed to do something or at least figure out if it was due to stress or just nature taking her course. It wasn’t like she was a very tall woman at five feet four inches she was petit and doll like and twins was going to be pretty hard to carry to term under the best of situations…



But what she didn’t know? Was that when she had been talking with Chegorache the other gods were up to their own evil ideals and ministrations, they weren’t keen by any means to have their puppet and pawn swept out from under their fingers so easily, and certainly not without some sort of whiplash… She’d been hit hard and fast where she was the most vulnerable and the weaker of the twins was dead, Jacob’s son being the stronger of the two had survived but not without it’s own struggles, for in order to survive it had taken all her body had and that left the other struggling fetus to expire. In time it would absorb the other, using his brother as nutrients to survive and the baby would become a single but so much stronger than before… It was harrowing… Heart breaking even… But in the end… Perhaps it was a lot better that way… Ace did not need the added drama no more than Jacob did, and on top of that with the war going on between the two that she was now blissfully unaware of, well this put a neat little bow on it. Without an heir and a son, there was no reason for Ace to lurk about any doorways, he was well and completely free… They all were.

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She settled there down upon his lap.. his hands rested neatly about her hips as she explained her near medical breakthrough.. and just how much it needed to get to its next step.. namely live subjects to test on.. he made his reservations about such an action quite clear.. they were new to the underdark after all.. the last thing he wanted either of them to do was to make enemies or piss off the goddess that was allowing them to reside in a place that was not really their home.. -.. Whilst we do have some measure of.. status down there.. I.. -he hesitated-.. I dont know.. Im hesitant to press to much.. at least at the moment.. so early in the game so to speak.. I dont want to tread on toes.. We still have a great deal to learn when it comes to how things work down there.. maybe its something you need to chat with Gia about.. or maybe Thaylan .. I will of course back you up all the way.. there's just one very large step that needs to be conquered first.. -he tilted his head when she brought up maybe using subjects that were alive.. before she came to her own conclusion that it might not give the result they actually require-. Its hard.. and thats why a great lot of research comes to a grinding halt.. some hurdle along the way just makes it difficult.. I have no doubt in my mind that you will be able to figure this out.. you have gotten this far already.. and I can tell by the look on your face that your mind is ticking over like a perfect clock.. maybe put it aside for now.. and review it in a few days.. give your mind some time to rest.. and look at it with new eyes.. something might just come to you when you least expect it.. You will get your Ahuh! moment.. I promise.. -he shot her a playful wink before she placed the book to the side.. bringing up the dark clouds that came over on that day made him exhale a little-.. Im ok.. really.. I'm fine, just a little rattled.. The adoption.. well the ceremony was beautiful.. incredibly involved.. I was fascinated by it all.. every single step along the way was perfectly run and performed.. it was smooth as silk.. and I left there with a whole new energy.. ready to take on the world.. I assure you.

. -he nodded-.. it was what happened after that.. ..that.. well.. set the day off its course.. We turned up at the Brothel.. the one he had been raised in.. he had spoken about it so often in the past.. so ill admit my expectations were quite high.. but.. it was a shell of its former self.. it was utterly and completley run down.. everything was broken, removed, stolen or sold.. there were dead and dying people littering the floor and doorways.. the stench in there was .. well like nothing I think I had ever really experienced and thats saying something given my chosen profession.. but.. he looked utterly shell shocked.. he didn't understand what had happened.. he was visibly upset and torn.. before we found a woman in a room.. they appeared to know one another.. Nautilous got very.. Very angry suddenly.. there was talk of a child.. his son.. Nautilous refuted it.. the woman laughed and prodded him.. before he went to lash out.. he was going to kill her and I stopped it.. i threw up a shield.. and he ran into it.. Ive seen him angry before sweetheart.. Ive seen him utterly livid.. especially when him and Mother were together.. but this was something else.. the look in his eyes was.. almost haunting.. I got him out of there.. and he was physically sick.. the stress.. the pressure had all become too much.. -he sunk back into the chair a little-.. I spoke with Thaylan about it.. since.. well they are in a sort of partnership.. and I figured since Gia isn't around that someone should know whats happened.. Thaylan explained that this woman.. this.. River.. was Nauts first love.. the one that ruined him.. the one that set the ball rolling for his life to hit hard knock after hard knock.. and then I was stuck with the realisation that.. perhaps I should have let him kill her..

-he looked to her-.. perhaps it was not my place to intervene.. I dont know.. this day started out perfectly yes.. it was beautiful.. it just had a rough ending thats all.. Im worried for him.. I sincerely hope he is ok.. -he watched her as she brought the record player to life.. asking him to dance with her.. to take away the bad thoughts.. to spend some time just.. being there.. together.. he smiled.. chuckling a little before he reached up to take her hands.. moving to his feet as he slid into the position of dancer.. the waltz was smooth..they knew each other and just fit as if they were made to be there.. -.. Uhh.. I think so.. it was at the ball?.. back in the port town? -he mentioned.. racking his brain a little to try and remember it properly.. she mentioned Grace and he groaned a little.. his brows drew inward..-.. mmhmm.. Ohh i remember.. though.. not a bit about Grace.. my eyes were only on you beautiful.. not her.. -he nodded.. he span her a few times.. the music was stunning.. simple and beautiful.. she asked about their wedding.. when that year was up-.. I mean.. I dont mind either way.. a small ceremony.. a big ceremony.. as long as you're there with me thats all I need.. -he of course wasn't about to tell her about any of his future plans.. that secret remained tightly held.. for now.. -.. If you want we can do a full scan later to check in on everything.. of course.. thats never going to be an issue.. -he nodded.. leaning in a little to press his lips to her forehead-.. this was perfect.. and just what i needed.. so thankyou love.. I had gotten myself in quite a funk.. and you yet again managed to pull me out of it.. Im not sure what Id do without you.. -his hand remained pressed to her lower back as they swayed back and forth.. before he slid his hand down into his pocket.. reaching out a small velvet bag as he drew her arm away from his side-.. I saw this.. yesterday and thought of you.. Youve always been my angel.. and it seemed fitting.. it's not gawdy or outragous.. its.. delicate and beautiful.. just like you.. -inside the little pouch was a sweet little silver bracelet.. it had fine crafted angel wings upon it.. holding such a stunning shine in the lighting.. - I know its not been easy.. and I know we will probably still have So many ups and downs ahead of us.. but I want you to know.. Im in.. all of me.. for the long haul.. and i mean it..

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self reflection.. silence.. she needed a little time to herself.. she had left the boys when they were still resting.. so they woke to find her already gone.. no note.. no messages.. no correspondence to let them know where she was going.. she just was out.. Thaylan of all people would have known she was not in .. well.. good spirits..she wasnt angry.. just ..a little blind sighted.. a little.. stunned at what was happening around her.. she needed to find some clarity.. for her anchor kept shifting and at times she felt as though she were drowning.. she explored this.. Alexandria on her own.. though she didn't speak to a single soul.. it wasn't the city she cared for.. she didn't need shops or business fronts.. she didn't need jewels or fancy foods.. she desired to see what she had not seen.. to experience what she had Not experienced.. everyone else seemed so busy trying to entertain in doors.. or with displays of magic.. when to her.. the feeling of sunlight on skin that had only ever felt the embrace of darkness was magic.. the way the water glistened in this natural lighting.. that was magic.. the way colours looked different.. the warmth.. the way the world .. the land reacted to something as simple as light.. was magic to her.. so thats what she did.. she treated herself to something that she should have perhaps been guided to.. but none the less.. she found her centre.. in this new type of magical experience.. and it gave her plenty of food for thought..

the day wore on.. moving into the later afternoon where the sun was hot.. the wind was even hotter.. she would re-enter the suite.. the dress she had chosen to wear was a really dark navy blue.. layers of chiffon just flowed.. a shimmering belt hugged her waistline.. her hair was up.. off her neck.. a high pony tail..sharply pointed ears twitched to the sounds of music playing..to voices that she would soon recognise as young Jacob and Rose.. she wouldn't disturb them.. or interrupt.. the two of them were within their own worlds as they should have been.. dancing slowly to the tune that was playing.. she lingered there.. nearer the door to her own chambers.. just watching them move..smooth as silk.. it was just so natural.. now that was something she had not done.. she was never afforded a dance with her Brother.. time was scarce back then.. and it just was not by the rules.. it wasn't heard of ..or allowed.. still.. she felt it wasn't right to remain.. turning then to make her way into her chambers.. quietly letting the door close behind her..the room was dark.. kept cool with the windows opened to allow the breeze to push the thin curtains out.. she removed her earrings.. her necklace.. placing them down upon the dresser.. pulling her hair free of its restraint.. letting it fall.. before she would pluck up the letter that had been written to her.. in one hand she held a chilled glass of wine.. the other the communication as she glanced over it.. her expression remained.. calm.. as it generally always was.. the queen of the poker face.. it came to a close.. and it was in those moments that she wondered just where he was.. Jacob was back in the building which meant.. she figured.. that the adoption had been completed.. she took another drink.. placing the letter down.. perhaps he had gone out with Thaylan.. -

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[BadInfluence]

“No, no your right honestly and it’s much wiser to tread with caution, they have their own rules just like Arvandor does so it’s best if we learn those first.” He was right of course, she just thought that perhaps with the right persuasion and argument that she would have gotten to the end she desired but if the laws were the same, or even slightly similar to those of Arvandor regarding the dead? She would have only insulted them and she would rather not have done that. “I’m very lucky I have you, you know that? You always know when to take my hand and slow me down when I just want to run ahead and chase that rabbit in the waist coat.” She knew she was still very young and had that tendency that all the young do, to jump without looking and rely on their youth to help them survive what every they got into, unaware that at times even youth can’t save you when you jump a bit too far. She was at least smart enough not to jump over the edge too far like some others but that didn’t mean she didn’t eye that ledge pretty hard from time to time. “I’ll ask them perhaps later on, we’re supposed to be doing some very happy stuff for all that a few tables have been flipped on us, I really think your father is cursed I swear.” She said with a soft laugh and a shake of her head as she leaned into him, her hands finding his and tracing over the back of those beautiful digits, such long strong hands… Capable of saving or slaughtering… That duality drove her crazy in the best of ways but she wasn’t about to confess to that! “Hmmm, let my mind rest huh? And what should I focus on instead?” She asked teasingly, a lift of her brow and a slightly seductive touch to her hands before she’d slide her hands up his arms and just rest there with him, kissing the side of his neck lovingly. “I trust your promises more than I trust my heart to take that next beat on cue. Maybe there is a trick to it somewhere that we can find at some point, but I do think it’s something we’ll break through on together, you and I? We’re born for this, to be a dynamic team and change the world, one life saved at a time.”

There was no way he could deny that something was going on though, he had come home looking grim and tense, Nautilous looked white as a sheet which was something she never thought he was capable of. What ever this was? It had to have been pretty nasty and while she didn’t want to pry or bring him down anymore than he already was? She was curious about it and wanted to know what the problem was. She couldn’t help if she had no idea where to start. As he spoke though, the story that began to unravel, that made her about as white as Nautilous if not for reasons a bit differently. “No!” Her hands rose to cover her mouth as she was utterly, and completely, shocked. At this point the woman would have had to have been at LEAST fifty if not older, and if she remembered correctly she had been disowned and divorced, she would have died on the streets of this place easily without someone to support her. Oh what sort of steel that woman had, but really it was more sort of what sort of venom because from what she knew of her, she was all about her own pleasures and felt the world owed her everything… An ego ten times the size of Nautilous but with half the brains and twice the vindictive nature. “I know what the place was supposed to look like, there are several paintings in his books and detailed writing about what it was like, right on down to the measurements… It was a paradise, honestly incredibly beautiful and one of a kind, very much like entering a dream. Seeing it destroyed and then River there, it would be like being buried under an avalanche of your past when you were already broken and battered, I’m surprised he is even standing after that…” She would have expected him to faint, his mind shutting down to protect his psychi, it was just a simple safety procedure that everyone had… Yet he was still standing and functioning… Either he had incredible resilience or that part of his mind had been broken a long time ago… “You did what was right though my love… If he kills her then it’s something he has to do with conscious thought not reaction. If he had killed her then it would have haunted him, especially with unanswered questions lingering on his soul like he has. You saved him my love, trust me, you did more than the right thing.” Once again though she was pretty sure that his father, their friend, was cursed. He always started out with the best of intentions but it was like there was a god ever in his shadow, primed and ready to throw a whole bunch of shit at him and ruin every single occasion and event he ever attended.

Changing the topic she decided it was time to do something much nicer, easier and happier for sure, as well as something that would let his body work out a bit of tension that hung about his shoulders she had caught under her fingers. She pulled forth the magic a bit and began to play the music upon the record player she had summoned, the melody was just perfect for dancing, one song rolling into the other seamlessly as only the best sort can. With his arms on her and hers about his they began to dance and she asked him questions to have his mind sort itself to something as different as possible form the topic they had been on. “Yes it was, two points for you my love, well done… I remember being so nervous because I only knew a few dances and I thought for sure I was going to trip on the hem of my dress.” She teased with a laugh and a bright warm smile on her face. She brought up Grace and how she had been fit to swallow her own tongue when she saw Jacob and her dancing together, oh the jealousy was palpable! She could feel the daggers in her back without even having to look at the woman it had been so obvious. His response was perfect though and had her blushing warmly, that smile spreading a bit on her face as she moved in his arms easily, their steps in tune with each other as if they had been dancing together since they were children. “And I for you… I can only imagine what Grace will do when she hears we are married and with a little family. Is it bad I sincerely wish to be a fly on the wall for that event? I’m sure the shade of red will need to be labeled because I doubt it will have occurred in nature till that moment.” She giggled just softly at that, he knew she wasn’t malicious but she did have a bit of a naughty streak in her, just enough to keep things entertaining and ensure she was never someones doormat. She had asked about the wedding since they would have had their little ones at that point, thinking something small would be a lot better than a large affair, her mind entirely on their family versus the typical womans fairy tale wedding. “Well I don’t know… I could always send a chicken in my place? I now pronounce you man and fowl… May your eggs always have a double yolk.” She spluttered before bright laughter fell from her lips at the image of it, Jacob in his fine suit and a white fluffy hen under his arm, clucking shyly. The whole thing just tickled her and she hoped he found it as funny as she had! “Maybe we can talk more about it later… Maybe have a double ceremony, one in Arvandor and one in Menzoberranzan or the surface, our family is a little spread out after all.” Saying of course Sydel would even come but she hoped all the same that she would… She felt so bad that she looked like a traitor and she really wasn’t, she just did what she felt was best, sadly sometimes that comes with it’s own troubles…

A question about the scan came up afterwards, she herself was having a hard time sorting things out, it always jumped about like a radio station just too far to catch completely so you only got broken bits of feedback that made little sense. She would feel a lot better about the due date and the health of the little ones once she got a proper scan done. She smiled when he said that he would do that for her and she smiled, leaning into that kiss to her forehead as she looked up at him, just happy to be in his arms. “I’d appreciate it yes, please… As for the funk, you know we both get into them and that’s ok, call it a curse of being smart. We will over think a lot of stuff I have no doubt, we just have to be there for the other and help pull them out of it, and I promise I’ll always grab your hand and lead you out of your troubled forest and into a sunny place every time.” This was just part of how it goes after all. No one is perfect, no one can be and that’s ok, that just how life is meant to be. You get in a rough patch, you get out of it, either on your own or with the help of someone else. She would always be there for him to help him find his center, that happy place far away from the troubles that might haunt him from time to time, his partner in everything and always. He surprised her with the gift though, he wasn’t the type to just give things here and there for no reason, there was always a lot of thought put into them. She gasped when she saw it, pausing in her dance with him as she gently took it from him, looking at the way the light danced on it. “Oh Jacob, thank you, it’s so beautiful… I love it so much…” She said almost breathlessly as she would slide it up over her small hand and onto her wrist where it sat beautifully, her hands coming up to catch the neck of his outfit with a smile that promised only the best sort of things to come, taking a step back and leading him with her. “Mmm… No… Your not all in yet… But you will be… Complete with all sorts of ups and downs…” She said, biting her full bottom lip with warm loving lust dancing in her eyes, her heart almost doubled in a few seconds as her nipples hardened beneath the dress she wore.

They had a long time still before dinner and she couldn’t think of a better way to work up an appetite….

[BadInfluence]

She didn’t see him sitting in the dark of the room, far to the side where he was in something of a meditative state, legs crossed and completely silent. He was sharing in quiet communications among many lines of thought, the eldest of Harlequins and the older stories down to things more recent, picking through fact and rumor as he sought out any truth to what had been said to his lover. Was it easy? No. This sort of thing took a good deal of concentration not to mention that what he was looking for was very much akin to a needle in a hay stack, this child would not be important to anyone except a small few and those who did matter, did not matter to the Harlequin what so ever. He had to dig deep, VERY deep to find what he was looking for, having to focus specifically on the Harlenquin in this locale. The language barrier was difficult to overcome but after some time he had managed it and was able to sort through a few collective stories which did indeed include this event, and while they were all the same he had to say that the news was not something he was surprised about, for indeed it was much as what he had been told. This River had indeed gotten pregnant but it wasn’t Nautilous who had done the deed, he had been sterile at the time unless a high sum had been paid for the privilege of conception, a fee which River had not paid. Instead she was pregnant by a whore at another brothel and tried to pass it off as anothers… And it wasn’t just Nautilous… She had pulled the same scam on several high ranking whores at different houses, taking all their money and leaving them to take the blame, accusing them of theft and watching them be marched to the gallows where they all were hung… Ensuring that no one knew what was going on… Not until Nautilous had escaped his fate and found her out later on his return.

The child had indeed been smothered though, it had come out deformed because of the mothers habit of doing drugs and imbibing large amounts of alcohol, starving herself as well to try and urge her body to reject the fetus which had not occurred. With all that said and done, answers in hand so to speak he had pulled himself out of that state and opened his eyes, seeing his sweet sister standing there, a glass of chilled wine in her hand and looked quite closed off… That poker face in place which made him wonder just what was going on behind it… Standing he moved over to her where he would come up behind her and place his hands upon her shoulders and gently began to massage them, seeking out points of tension or strain and easing them away gently, his voice silent for several minutes before he dared to speak. “I am going to be brazen and assume you did not enjoy our little game last night…” He said gently, respect and love in his voice for her, as well as shame for what had occurred. “I’m sorry, from the bottom of my heart my sweet sister, I am so ashamed…” And he was, it was embarrassing to have been so very wrong about something he had been doing with her since they were but bumbling teenagers… He knew how to make love to her, how to give her that peak so she was soft and satisfied, and she had never once complained… Yet he had thought to take a leaf out of someones book and try something different, thinking perhaps she might react as he had seen others do so, after all even Sydel bent when met with the right combination… He thought he and Nautilous together would have been enough to bring her to that place, especially with the potion in the mix, it was all meant to bring her to a place of pure pleasure she had never been before… Where she didn’t have to think about everything in the next five steps ahead… But it had gone quite poorly! Yes, she had climaxed multiple times but it had felt as if she wasn’t really there, like she had shut her mind… No… Her Soul… Her soul was not there with them and that had made him ache…

“Our lover is out finishing up some business to settle his soul but he will be back before night is fully upon us. I believe during his outing today that he came to several revelations and surprises which can happen when one returns home after a long absence… So while he is gone…” He said before he came around before her, stripping off his robe and his pants before he’d kneel before her in the position of a humbled slave, back spread to her so she could whip him as what was expected to occur when a slave acts out of turn… “As your future Patron and your Slave, your Lover and your Brother, I am ASHAMED of what I had done… Please allow me to atone for my shame Mistress…” He begged humbly and remained there at her feet, face pressed to the floor and his arms to his sides, muscles jumping slightly at the expectation of a whipping to occur… After all it wouldn’t have been his first time… Just his first time with her.

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She had no idea he was even in there.. her mind having been elsewhere when she settled down to sit before that dresser mirror.. so he may have felt her shoulders tense when he touched her.. just for a moment.. realisation soon struck and she calmed considerably.. she removed the last of her jewellery.. her earrings and necklace before her hands would softly fall to her lap.. his hands were always magical.. he just had that perfect touch.. the one that knew how to calm any jagged nerves she held.. the one that always melted the stress .. seemingly so easily.. the corners of her lips curled as he spoke of his assumption.. that she did not enjoy herself in the game they had thrust upon her the evening before-.. mm.. you assume correctly brother.. -her head dipped forward as he began to rub against the back of her neck.. her hair having split.. tumbling down over her shoulders.. the letter that Nautilous had written her rested there upon the dresser-.Oh?.. -she enquired when he spoke on Naut being out finishing up business..and that there were revelations? surprises? -.. Ah.. -she paused-.. the adoption for young Jacob was today yes? I am losing my hold on the days up here.. finding myself a little confused.. He didn't mention these.. revelations.. or surprises in this letter.. so ill wager this was written earlier on in the day.. -she lifted her head when he came around before her then.. she shifted around in her seat so she was facing him properly.. watching as he stripped out of his clothing.. kneeling before her.. in quite a humbling position.. she exhaled.. her lids closed a moment.. he was begging her to correct him.. to whip him no less for his discretion's.. her heart ached in that moment.. it hurt.. that he felt this way.. he would have remained in that position for a moment longer.. after silence fell between them she moved to stand.. the clicking of her heels upon the polished boards and marble.. the swaying of her gowns would sound.. he could perhaps be under the impression that she was getting the whip required for such an activity.. before he would feel the softness of silk pressed to his shoulders and back.. it was a simple robe.. before she settled down to sit back upon that stool.. -.. No..

-she reached then for him.. soft fingers would find his cheek and she would guide him to come before her.. his head to her lap.. where her fingers would slowly glide through his hair-.. I have no desire to punish you.. or correct you Thaylan.. and I have high doubts I ever will. -she tilted her head.. taking a quiet breath as she looked down to him there.. - I was.. surprised last night.. it did not seem like you.. or something that you would do.. and I think thats what got to me the most.. thats what affected me.. the most.. it almost seemed unnatural.. though.. and I hope you would correct me if I am indeed wrong.. We have been apart for quite some time.. perhaps the young man I knew.. has different tastes now.. to what he used to.. different desires.. different needs.. and if that is the case.. I would hope that he would come and talk to me.. first.. so we can find a nice common ground..together.. -she slid his hair back behind his ears-. Last night to me.. was uncomfortable and it felt.. unsafe.. I felt far to vulnerable.. you both forced a power handover.. and I was not ready for that.. You put me in a place where I had no control over my own body and mind.. Something that I have been raised to have full and complete control over.. I needed to step away.. to think.. to.. get a little space to breathe.. and in that time I came to a few conclusions.. ways I could handle what had gone on.. but none of those ended up with me punishing you.. certainly not whipping you.. -she shook her head- the thought never once entered my mind.. You hold my heart.. you always have.. I could never hurt you.. -she leant her head down to press her warm lips to his temple-.. but you do need to talk to me.. if there are things that you need.. that I do not know about.. You know me better than anyone.. and You know how I feel about honesty..

[BadInfluence]

Well he had been afraid of that honestly… It was quite strange in so many ways, for when it was just he and she things were different, like the olden days when all between them was good and golden… They never had any issues, he never upset her or her him, they were utterly perfect in every way… But with Nautilous in the mix he found himself feeling as if he were… Little more than a shadow against the blinding charismatic presence that the man offered up as casually as he breathed. He wanted to stand out, to ensure his place in his sisters heart never wavered, that he pleasured her just as well if not better than her new lover and beloved… So that drove him to do things he never would have done before, things like tying up his Mistress and taking her against her will, without instruction to do so or permission to even penetrate her in the first place. It had felt alien but he had been so caught up in things that his head was spinning and the lust was too strong to ignore… And while he had sincerely hoped that she would have found pleasure? For Gia it was always going to be more than just the physical, for her pleasure was deeper than skin and sensations, it was the entire act from start to finish that did it for her…Not the highlight reel.

Speaking of Nautilous having gone out and her words he nodded his head gently as his fingers worked around her shoulders after making the most sincere apology he could muster up under the shame he bore. “He did not wish to worry you my sweet spider… He bears much in silence and likely will continue to do so while you are with child. He begged me to inform you so that things might go smoother than he himself relating a painful tale… He knows you love him so and your heart hurts when his does…” One thing he was… If nothing else… Was that he was entirely devoted to his sister in all things, her health and happiness came before all others, and her heart? Well that came first most of all. He had hurt her so deeply when he had to flee, their letters stolen and hidden away, destroyed along with many of the gifts he had sent to her and for their daughter… It was in his most sincere hopes that bringing Nautilous in as close as he could, keeping the waters smooth and calm that he could fill her with the love she had lacked in those many years, to bring her the joy and pleasure she should have been having if it had not been for their genetic relation…

When he had explained he then moved around to stand before her, stripping out of his garments and kneeling down on the floor, face pressed to the floorboards as he took on the slaves stance of complete and objective humiliation and humility. It was reserved for only the greatest of offences and in his mind that had been exactly what he had done. He had taken power from a Matron by force, sexually mated with her without permission, left his seed inside her without consent… If this were any other situation? He would be dead. Because of her love for him he trusted his life might be spared but he did not by any means expect to go without a well justified and earned whipping. He was fully prepared to accept the bite of metal and leather along his skin till strips were torn off his back and yet… No such thing happened. Instead he felt the cool press of silk against his arm before the robe was draped over him and he dared to raise his head, seeing her becoming him to her he moved along on his knees to kneel before her, never rising above the lower posturing… The robe about him but only loosely as he laid his head in her lap, her fingers through his hair was a paradise he did not feel he deserved, his eyes closing in shame and pleasure all at the same time… A very addictive mix for someone like him. “I am not changed outside of the occasion desire to be a man…” And by that he meant when his lusts overrode him and he took her like he had in the bath, not submissive but not dominant either, more like meeting as masculine and feminine… Exerting his strength over her without dominating. “I wished to do something different last night, something we had not tried before, I wished to bring you a new pleasure… And with Nautilous’s input he said he was sure it would be enjoyed, and given his reputation I did not question, much to my everlasting shame and regret…”

He sighed softly as she kissed his temple and he was in no rush to move from that spot he currently held, her sweet sexuality and softness was flooding his senses, drowning him in sweet lust and gentle submission… Paradise… Another soft, quivering sigh as he brought his arms up and wrapped them around her waist and held her close, his head half pressed against her stomach and the place where their daughters grew. “I love our lover this is true but I oft feel as I fade into little more than a shadow in his presence… And while at times this benefits me as I do my best work from the shadows but around you… I have been away for so long, I knew the lover that my sister was in our youth but I do not know the lover I need to learn now, I do not know what my sister wants of me sexually… Can you imagine how frustrating that can be for me? To be your lover, your twin and your future Patron, to have to confess to my Mistress and my Matron that I do not feel confident in my ability to pleasure her nearly as well as her new lover…” Shifting a bit so he could look up to her from her lap, his sharp copper hued orbs a mix of agony and lust, the desire to pleasure her above all things and the shame of not feeling he could complete the task as well as he wished to… “ I have seen his cock, felt it, I know the pleasure he imparts is incredible. He makes me hard with lust in simply remembering something as small as the scent of his skin, this is something I am ill prepared for, the sheer scale of difference between us… He is a God in every sense and I… A lowly drow male who simply wishes to pleasure the woman he loves more than life itself… And the fear that in comparison… I hold no higher ground… It is painful and humbling in that way for I only wish to be first, as greedy as that is, it is still true. I was born with you, holding your foot as we came out of our mother together, and first in your heart and in your pleasures I wish to remain… Nothing more…”

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This was nice really.. a sweet change of pace.. the two of them seated upon the couch as she brought over her medical journal and they bounced ideas off of one another.. it had been some time since they had really done that.. and when he thought on it.. it made him a little sad.. -.. You are correct my dear, we are both for this.. to be that dynamic team.. and we will figure it out.. I think it just needs a bit more thought provoking time placed upon it and we will have an outcome in a matter of days.. -he was very confident of that thought..they had done similar things to this.. and generally always come up with something.. he would not let this win.. she picked up on how unsettled he was rather easily.. and he explained what had happened when Nautilous and him were out.. the adoption was utterly magical.. and something he was not likely to forget Anytime soon...but it was what happened after the fact, at the Brothel that had him rattled to his core..he nodded when she agreed that he did the right thing in not kiling River.. something that was slowly beginning to tear him up inside.. - I certainly hope you are right my love.. I really truly do.. for right now my heart is a little jumpy about it.. and I am worried for him.. -he exhaled-.. Ive not seen him go so pale ever.. Ill be sure to keep an eye on him.. just in case.. -the topic was changed.. that it was time to let loose.. maybe just a little and to have a bit of fun.. she popped on that sweet music.. and pulled him to his feet to dance with her.. it was a beautiful gesture and he loved it.. it showed as much from the smile on his face..they fell into a perfectly smooth rhythm... as if they had been doing this their entire lives.. made for each other.. custom fit.. he laughed a little when she spoke about just how nervous she was that night..-.. Well you didn't show it.. So many were watching you.. and I was utterly and completely humbled by your talent and your beauty..

-they continued to sway and move.. it was utter perfection as he span her a few times.. drawing her back in close.. holding her .. his hand to her lower back.. guiding her along the steps.. she echoed his movements perfectly-.. I have no idea what she would do to be honest.. We may never see her again if we count our blessings.. -he chuckled a little-.. but if we do.. we will handle it.. and she will not gain the upper hand.. -she may have felt a little crackle of energy along her finger tips.. just barely there.. vague.. enough to be passed off as a little extra static from their movements.. but no.. if she glanced up she'd see those deep red and black eyes looking back at her-.. she'l never get the upper hand.. I promise you little bird.. -he shot her a wink as his lips curled into a rather chivalrous smile.. before he span out her once more.. and upon her return.. those dark eyes were replaced back with only the sweetest blue and green.. that being coupled with a beautiful smile.. all for her.. the talk about him taking a chicken to their wedding made him laugh and shake his head-..Utterly delightful.. Though.. Im pretty positive a chicken wouldn't be able to pull off a wedding dress quite like you would my sweet.. -he leant in to brush his lips to her forehead quickly-.. I have no issue with two ceremonies if there is a need.. We can settle in and organise it.. for I am sure there would be quite a few Arvandorians who would love to attend that wouldn't be able to make the treck down to the underdark.. so yes.. i think thats a wonderful idea.. -she requested he do this.. scan on her though to check on the babies due dates.. that she was having issues getting a proper reading and naturally he offered to help.. Anytime she required it.. before he pulled out a little gift he had gotten for her.. it was a bangle.. adorned with the softest angel wings in silver.. she was his angel afterall.. the one who saved him.. and continued to do so to this very day.. -.. You are more than welcome my love..

-he helped her slide it into place.. letting it settle against her dainty wrist-.. Youve been my saviour from the start my dear sweet Rose.. my Angel.. i thought it only fitting when i saw it.. perfection in a small beautiful package.. -he reached then to cradle her cheek.. drawing her in closer.. before she turned things around.. hooking her fingers in the neckline of his shirt.. drawing him over.. leading him across with words filled with cheek and desire.. his cheeks coloured just a little when she began to bite her plump lower lip like that.. the amount of lust was evident.. -.. Oh really?.. -he questioned.. -.. I think I like the sounds of those.. ups and downs.. though.. just to be sure we are on the same page.. think you could give me a little.. demonstration?..-his head tilted to the side.. before he pulled her in close.. suddenly and without warning.. his lips laid a claim to hers.. fully.. wholly.. taking control of that kiss as he guided her to the door.. it was a chamber door.. though to who's he wasn't sure.. in those moments he really couldn't have cared as he kissed her.. one hand around her holding her flush to him whilst the other found the knob.. turning it and granting them access o the surrounding darkness of the room.. -.. Ive missed you.. -he breathed against her lips-.. I love you.. -his tongue mingled and danced along side hers.. as his hand slid down to grip onto that firm full ass of hers.. to clutch and hold it as he pinned her against the wall there-.. I need you

[BadInfluence]

“I guess my age makes me rather impatient to get to the bottom of things, though I’m afraid I’ll be quite old one day and still rushing, I guess I am eager more than anything else. The world, all of them, they’re full of things we don’t know and I want to learn as many as I can before my time is done.” She’d always find a mystery to unravel somewhere out there, something she needed to solve like an itch that needed to be scratched, and it was exactly because of that she felt she would likely always have that thirst… The need to run into something head long if only because tomorrow was not promised. Though… She was also learning that perhaps, even if tomorrow wasn’t promised, today was a gift and shouldn’t be squandered rushing about like a hummingbird on drugs. “Though I’m sure our sons will slow me down plenty, or perhaps more along the lines of they will keep me busy on other things, such as tracking down the lost shoe and pulling them down from high places…” She said with a warm laugh, remembering the antics of the neighborhood children as they grew, climbing anything taller than them out of some insane need to gain that extra inch, often to the white faced fright of the scared young mother who rushed in to get them down before something happened. It was incredibly shocking to imagine that in eight months she’d be there herself, inside her there were two little lives growing well, or at least she hoped. She knew she’d been under a lot of stress with school and she might have done something to make it where they were struggling and if she had? She promised herself that she would slow it down and take things incredibly lightly. If not though? Well she had a lot to do and no real plans of slowing down just yet.

They spoke about Nautilous and she had tried to tell him that she had been in the right to intervene, even though at times the past could be so painful it made you bleed from your soul, killing it wasn’t going to solve anything was it? Especially not for someone like Nautilous who was craved and crafted from his past in fire and blood, if he lost the things that had made him who he was, was he going to be the same person now? Would the act of killing River actually helped him? Or hurt him? She didn’t think it would do him any good in the long run. It might feel good, incredibly good at the moment when it happened, the sensation might linger for a little while but then it would chill… Grow cold and bitter… Coagulate and once it got to that point there was no way to go back. You could never undo something as permanent as death. “How about, when he gets back, we pull him aside for some coffee and sweets? We can’t take away the pain of the past but we can remind him that his present is a blessing and he has so much more to look forward to… Remind him that if he is busy looking back he can’t see all the good things coming his way…” It was an option, a thought, and she knew if Nautilous loved someone? It was Jacob with his whole heart and soul, while she knew he loved Gia, and she was sure he still loved Sydel too? They paled compared to how much he felt for his son. Romantic lust was sweet and hot but what he had with Jacob was so pure it put spring water to shame. Nothing would drive him to do everything needed than his son and perhaps a few gently placed words from him was all that was needed to put this horrific moment into the past where it belonged.

A slow, sweet dance was in order a their steps were a perfect mix of give and take, advance and retreat… The spins were slow and gentle, leaving her feeling light on her feet, as if she was being carried through every step with him. She brought him into a sweet moment of their shared past, their first dance and the last time they had danced as well oddly enough, but she was making a mental note not to let a week pass without at least one dance between them. It was a way to be connected without anything pressing them, no lust or need, just the gentle companionship of another body moving in time to the melody. “Oh I was terrified! But I knew, being there as your guest everyone was going to be watching me so I had to look like I was perfectly well prepared for it, and I can’t tell you how hard it was not to watch my feet!” She knew Grace was watching as well as every other person who was of importance in the medical community, all the greatest minds coalescing in one room, there was such a pressure on her that she couldn’t have handled anything more than the thin straps of her dress that night. “It helped watching you though, that fine suit and the slick tie, the sharp line of your jaw… All I could think of that time was that I loved you… With all my heart… And I was so afraid of it showing on my face because of the trouble we might have gotten into.” She said with more than a little adore in her voice. He was her miracle, somehow he loved her when he himself was so perfect, when even the Goddess Hanali was not worthy of him in her mind… Yet there he was… Picking her out of what she felt was much better stock… She just wanted him to know she loved him and she’d never let him regret a day of it if she could. She spoke on Grace and wondered what she might look like the day she found out she and Jacob were getting married, the woman had been far from beneficial in their relationship, constantly causing stress and aggravation with her pushy behavior and assuming attitude. The only upside of her was at least it kept the eyes off of her and Jacob while they stayed together behind the scenes. “Might be asking too much for her to swallow her own tongue I suppose? With how much she wags it behind people’s back I figure it might be a little too muscular for such a thing to occur.” She said wryly with a cheeky bit of a grin on her face while she looked up at him.

“You know? I do want to see her… I want to invite her to our wedding, have her be one of my brides maids, after all without her making everyone thing you two were in a relationship we’d have had too much attention on us to be together.” She said looking so sweet, so innocent, a pure little cherub straight from heaven itself… Though she couldn’t hold that face long before it crumbled with her giggling as she moved in a bit closer to him as they moved. “Plus I want to see if steam will come out of her ears when we say our final vows…” She could only imagine what Grace would do if she realized that she was pregnant with Jacobs twins, carrying those beautiful little lives while managing to look as slim and curvaceous as always, the only difference was her breasts were getting a fair bit larger. She felt the crackle of energy then and her heart skipped a bit, looking up to see the eyes of her lover Crow, the man who had helped create these lives inside of her… The shadow of her greatest and most precious love. “How could she when we have someone as amazing as you Crow? I can’t wait to casually run into her when our sons are born and show off how beautiful they are, just like you.” She said with a wink before she felt that same energy slide away and she was back with her Jacob, unable to resist the tease about the chicken, loving the way he suddenly laughed, knowing that this had been the right thing to do. This? Was JUST what they needed. “Hmmm I don’t know. I’ve seen some chickens with quite the breasts on them…” He knew she often bemoaned her small chest, her tits were little and pert like twin nectarines, and while they were certainly sensitive enough to be a source of extreme pleasure for her? Pleasure didn’t fill out a dress. Though to be honest the fact her breasts were growing and filling out lushly in her pregnancy?... “But I might put one to shame if you keep me pregnant like this. I have to say I certainly fill a dress out now.” She said with a wink as their conversation turned to the wedding… A split one might be best to keep the family together, she knew some would never come to the underdark just on principal alone, others could not go to the surface due to their genetics and the sensitivity there.

“I think so too… We do have a few friends there after all, many of which I owe thanks to you for introducing me, you’ve enriched my life in ways I can never fully count.” A gentle squeeze of her hand inside his as she wanted him to know just how much she appreciated him, valued him, honored and respected him… “If we can do this I would love to have it at Garafins Inn, there’s enough room for everyone and I am sure he would be pleased as punch to decorate and with Taru there and the new baby, they could really go all out and everyone have a good time.” She planned on Taru being one of her bridesmaids after all, though she’d make sure to accommodate her pregnancy into the dress choices, after all Taru was around three months gone which means she’d surely be showing by the time they got married. Then again she might have the twins early, who knew? But she’d certainly keep it in mind! He had surprised her with the gift though, while she had gotten him several he was much more selective, his gifts carried much more weight and she knew they came directly from the heart. The angel wing bracelet was utterly beautiful, she couldn’t truly explain how much she loved it and the way the light caught it, the delicate beauty of it… The symbolism as he always called her his angel… “You always say I saved you but really… You saved me. I was happy to go on the path I was, just staying on one route as a candy striper my whole life, I really didn’t see myself going anywhere else… Then you caught my eye with those tattoo’s and it was like all of a sudden I had winds at my back, pushing me off the same old road, into something new and full of twists and turns, full of all sorts of colors… So while you say I was saving you? You were really saving me…” He said he was in it for the long haul, through all the hard parts and the ups and downs and really… Who could resist?

His words made her shiver, gooseflesh pricking out all over her skin as her breath caught in her throat, teeth digging harder into her lip as she was pretty much turned on like a light switch with those words. “Mmmhmm… Especially after seeing that blush on your cheeks-“ She got out on a breath that was hitched and a bit high pitched before he caught her up suddenly, a sweet high moan falling from her lips the moment his hands wrapped around her, his lips crushing over hers that made her bend like a wet noodle in his arms. One moment they were dancing in the main area, the next they were in a closed room, the dark so thick it was impossible to have told who’s it was… Though she knew in the back of her mind it wasn’t theirs… Their room had the blinds open… She hadn’t seen Gia come back though, nor had she seen Thaylan or Nautilous outside of that small flash of him earlier so she figured there was no need to change rooms, no was around to see after all. She tilted her head to the side to give him all the access he could dream of as her hands ran down the front of his shirt to undo the ties so that his shirt would fall off and her hands went straight for his cock under them, gripping it firm and sweet in her hands as she stroked over his long thick girth, her breath catching in her throat over and over as she bent more and more to him… Her hand coming up from his cock to fumble with the clasps of her own dress, just a few little buttons around the neck and the whole thing would come off easily, fumbling with the easy buttons for a moment or two before she had then undone and she was naked against him… Pinned to the wall with his hands against her ass… “Me too baby, me too- It’s been too long…” A couple of days for her was FAR too long and she still had no idea how in the hell they had managed to go weeks between and not go stark raving mad… But then again her pregnancy definitely fueled a few things, her sex drive was virtually off the charts right now with need, with desire…

They kissed for several more long moments while she jerked him off, their hands a frenzy of pressure and movements, unable to help or resist what they each felt. After a while though she broke the kiss off and grabbed him by the back of the neck with the firm hand of a Mistress he knew and loved, guiding him down to kneel before her as she lifted her leg and draped her thigh over his shoulder, baring all to him as she curled her fingers into his hair and guiding him to her core. “Make me cum-“ She ordered on a whine, grabbing up his free hand to press it to her tit and show him to squeeze it nice and hard, a sweet strangled cry as he’d surely begin to do exactly what she needed. Next to no time at all he’d find himself the proud owner of a slick wet chin and chest as he made her cum in record speed, her nails digging into his scalp and his shoulder as she clung for balance, the perfume of her lust heavy and rich on the air at that point.

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..she tilted her head a little when he spoke about Nautilous being out and how the reason she wasn't informed was because neither of them wanted to worry her.. -.. mm.. -she nodded a little.. a quiet exhale sounded a moment later-.. Over time I do hope he realises that when one of us is hurting.. we are all..hurting.. perhaps soon he will come to trust me enough to open up and not bare all his suffering in silence.. We are meant to lean on one another.. but if this is how he needs to sooth his jagged edges.. then thats simply the way it has to be.. -she hoped that he would come to her.. to talk to her.. but whatever it was that had happened must have been quite rough indeed.. her curiosity was certainly peaked.. none the less the conversation shifted when he settled down into a submissive position ..ready and waiting to be punished.. she however used the soft of her hand to guide him back around to her.. his head to her lap.. her fingers stroking through his hair..she'd not punish him.. no.. he needed guidance more than anything else.. for in her heart she knew he did not go out of his way to make her uncomfortable ..it was more of a misunderstanding...a misfire if you will.. something that was bound to happen more often than not.. at least for a little while yet.. she nodded when he said his desires had not really changed a whole lot other than the occasional desire to act with more of a dominant coating.. when strength and lust ignite.. - mm.. A fear had become realised through this little exercise dear brother..

-she continued to softly stroke her fingers back through his hair.. curling it over the back of his ears-.. That you both might require more of a .. submissive leaning partner in the bedroom.. something that I feel deep down I am going to struggle with.. -she rubbed her lips together lightly-.. Its not something I have in my blood.. so to speak.. I guess you know that as well as I do.. being brought up in the underdark as we were.. Control was something I was taught from the moment I could walk.. -her brows furrowed..it was a series of thoughts that had been sitting in the background with her for quite some time.. given a little more fuel to burn every time Nautilous tried to get her to topple.. tried to get her to break.. to submit.. and whilst her body would always betray her.. her mind was stronger than steel.. so she knew.. something like this was going to bubble to the surface.. she felt his arms wrapping around her waist.. her lips having pressed to his temple.. -.. We are both in the same boat my dear, for you say you are dying in frustration not knowing what it is I desire.. because you were away for so long.. -her head inclined as she glanced down to him-.. But the road goes both ways .. for I too have been away from you.. How can I be sure that I have what it is you desire.. perhaps there are new things.. perhaps you are indeed the same.. the only way to find out is to explore.. to talk.. to communicate.. -her fingers traced along his skin.. the sharp curve of his jawline-..to be honest with one another always.. I don't know really.. I dont believe I have changed all that much over the years.. You know what I enjoy.. we shared a lot together once upon a time.. and we were pretty insatiable..

-she laughed a little-.. But I learnt one thing for certain.. on the smooth tiles of that pool room that one very fate-filled night.. and that is that I do enjoy watching you two.. seeing the raw need and desire in your eyes.. Id never got to see you with anyone else.. until that night ..-she traced a nail tip along his lower lip-.. it took a great deal of my willpower to remain as still as I was.. You will treat me to that.. every now and then yes?.. Let me watch.. -she tapped the tip of his nose-.. as for our lover.. mm.. no.. he is not a god .. he is simply an incredibly confident young man.. I kind of remember someone.. who was like that once upon a time.. confident to the point of being cocky.. -her lips curled .. her smile morphing into a grin as she laughed-.. and I absolutely adored him.. and I still do.. I always will.. -she tilted his head up a little.. guiding it so they were looking to one another-.. Thaylan.. the only shadow you fall into..is mine.. No one elses.. You were first, and will always remain first.. You are allowed to be greedy.. in fact I encourage it..I want you to be greedy.. What we have with the three of us is going to be tricky.. I am confident we can and will find a way to all work together.. but hiccups are going to happen.. Hell they happen when its just two people.. and we have three so the dynamic is changed. Please dont compare yourself to Nautilous.. you are two very different people ..with very different strengths and weaknesses.. You have had my my heart since I took my first breath.. and that will never change.. -it would be then that the door would be swung open.. she blinked.. tilting her head up as she caught Rose and Jacob in a tangle of limbs and kisses.. her brow rose slowly as she settled back in her seat a little further.. her elbow came to rest upon the chair arm.. cheek to her opened palm.. should she say something?.. should she pipe up and let them know they werent alone?.. perhaps no..-

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He nodded his head when a smile when she brought up the idea of pulling Nautilous aside for some coffee and cake.. just by ways of a nice sweet distraction.. no pressure.. no stress.. just a little family time.. sometimes it did the mind wonders.. and he hoped deep down that it would do just that for his Father.. because he knew of all the people he had close to him that right now.. Nautilous was probably hurting.. -.. I think thats a wonderful idea.. nothing fancy.. nothing dramatic.. just a little bit of time to sit and talk.. the two of them settled into that beautiful sway dance.. the music was smooth and a little sultry.. he span her more than a few times before drawing her back in nice and close.. it had been some time indeed since they had danced.. or even had the chance to.. something was always cropping up that stopped it.. or interrupted it.. but not now.. no.. they were gifted with a perfect little spot of time to spend with one another.. he laughed a little when she spoke about the trouble they could have gotten into if they were found out-.. We had quite a few close calls if I remember rightly.. -he shot her a playful wink -.. but thankfully even with all the drama that followed us.. it seemed that no one really caught on.. and I honestly believe that.. the game made us stronger.. it made us slow down a little.. and I think we needed that.. -he often wondered where they would have been today if it weren't for the need to remain at arms length.. would they have made it.. would they have lasted the distance.. or would it have burned So bright.. only to fizzle out quickly soon after.. he'd seen a lot of relationships like that in the Manor House between the Doctors and students.. Hot and heavy and then over in a day.. maybe two if they were lucky.. but ..not them ..here they were.. even after all the drama.. the stress.. still strong ..he laughed when she spoke about Grace swallowing her tongue.. -.. Karma is a wonderful thing my dear sweetheart.. one of these days it will turn and come after her full force..

-her cheeky grin was utterly adorable.. the idea of Grace being a bridesmaid had him laughing and shaking his head-.. Id much rather not see her face on such a special day.. even if the idea is really quite sneaky.. How about we simply send her an invitation.. a little too late.. -he figured Grace would probably lose it knowing she had missed the event.. -.. Could possibly mail a picture of us to the daily news in the Port City.. Im positive they will post it front page.. she wont be able to miss that.. -he chuckled and shook his head.. this was all manner of wrong.. and he shouldn't have even been suggesting it.. but it was far to funny to pass up.. he had span her once more.. but upon her return she would have felt his alt.. that dark eyed brooding young man that only had eyes for her.. her response made his lips curl into only the most chivalrous grin.. shooting her a wink before he slid back into his little box at the back.. he'd not the energy to stick around long.. just a pop in visit.. just a quick hello.. the topic turned to that of their wedding.. and how the possibility of two would be on the cards.. one in the underdark.. and then perhaps another.. something smaller in Arvandor.. so those who couldn't make the journey would be able to share in their special day.. -.. Im positive Garafin would be incredibly happy and honoured to host it at the Inn.. something to think further on in the future for sure..-he brought out the gift he had gotten her.. that bangle with the angel wings.. her smile just made his heart burst.. her reactions were always so honest and he loved her all the more for it.. -.. We saved each other.. -he spoke softly as he slid the bangle onto her dainty little wrist.. and they truly had.. at that point in their lives they were easily finding themselves in darkened corners.. and a chance meeting had their own little lights guiding one another to a much Much brighter future..

its amazing how quickly the situation went south.. how they went from something so soft and delicate.. a sweet dance to some smooth music.. to the two of them being clutched tightly by the all encompassing grasp of lust.. he could hear the way her breath was catching.. the way her exposed skin covered in goosebumps.. he couldn't help the blush that washed over his cheeks.. colouring them just gently.. she always had that effect on him.. and even when she called it out Oh it just got a bit redder.. his arms wrapped around her.. drawing her in close.. tight.. lips crushed together..he claimed hers easily, quickly and wholly.. her moans were met with his own.. soft and deep.. his heart picked up there within the confines of his chest.. darkness was thrust upon them as the door they had more or less stumbled through swung closed behind them.. he had No idea which room they had stepped into.. but in those moments it couldn't have been further from his mind.. her.. and only her.. that was the only occupant.. he had her pressed to the wall .. his hands upon her.. wandering.. one had slid down to take a firm hold of her ass.. the other had lifted to plant upon her shoulder.. he growled when she reached for his cock.. his shirt fell open under her touches.. before she began to stroke him.. he grit his teeth down.. a sharp whine sounded-.. Fuuuck.. -he grunted.. the kiss broke though he remained close enough that their foreheads were touching.. they were drinking in each others sharp shuddered breaths ...that stunning dress of hers toppled to the floor.. leaving her bare.. naked and pressed against him-.. You are.. So beautiful..

-he whined.. hissing out a breath through his teeth a moment later.. lips meshed together.. colliding hard and fast as they more or less grinded against one another.. the desire between them was thick and obvious.. before she gripped him hard and his lids tumbled.. oh he knew what it meant.. his body stiffened but followed her guidance as if he were perfectly trained under her training.. his knees slid to the floor in one smooth fluid like motion.. his head tilting up as she swung her thigh over his shoulder.. her scent struck him like a slap to the face.. he groaned.. her instruction was precise to make her cum.. he exhaled as his body trembled-.. Yes Mistress.. -he spoke coolly.. calmly ..lifting his chin a little as his tongue slid down between those bared slick wet lips of hers.. dipping between to flick against her clit.. the hand upon her breast gripped firm and hard.. palming that sweet beautifully rounded breast with the intensity she desired.. rolling and pinching hardened pink buds.. nails dragging.. scratching as his lips and tongue went double duty.. suckling.. flicking.. dragging and tasting.. his tongue dipped into her.. lapping away at that sweet tight little cunt of hers.. keeping that pressure up and high.. before she tumbled.. flooding his chin.. his cheeks.. leaving him with a glistening sheen upon his skin.. her nails though.. digging into his scalp made him cry out.. made him groan as he shuddered beneath her.. his lips lifting only to drag his kisses across her lower stomach..just beneath her navel as he looked up to her.. that duo coloured gaze through heavy lids.. she had him.. completely.. he'd never look at another.. utterly and completely devoted-.. You spoil me.. -he whispered against her smooth warmed flesh-

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“Mmmhmm, I noticed he has really the most rotten luck when it comes down to anything like parties or what not, but something small and intimate should be just right.” It wasn’t grand but the best things never were. Something private among the three of them, just a chance for his father to find a smoother surface to stand on for a while… Something not quite so rough or unstable. Though as they chatted she felt a bit of dancing was in order, something they hadn’t done in quite some time and their perfectly matched movements were beautiful, falling into it easily and with no small amount of joy or enjoyment. Words were shared, teases and happier memories, a past that had plenty of laughter and bright moments in it. “Mmmm, like the hospital bed when the nurses came in utterly unexpectedly. We barely had time for you to get your pants up and if I remember right, Barathon himself brought you the tie left behind…” She teased with more than a bit of a grin on her lips, after all they had certainly held no bars when it came down to where they meshed bodies at, be it in a hospital bed or in the wilds… “Of course there was the time when we were at the same ball where we last danced that we went into that back conference room and got caught by that janitor… We put on quite a show that time…” It was the first time she had topped him, awakening herself as a woman who had no issue being in control in bed like that, dropping him down to a place that they both enjoyed incredibly… “I think you’re right though… I admit I cried more than a few nights because I missed you so much, just the late night conversations we used to have, or the days I made you something to eat and a pot of tea because you’d forget to eat in the day… But even though it hurt more than a few times it proved we were in this for the long haul… We have what is needed to go the distance.” She’d seen plenty of those same romances go off like a firework and be over just as quickly, sometimes it ended well but more often than not it ended flat out messy, with sides being taken and territories made in hospital halls… It was crazy but romance in general wasn’t the most normal thing either. It was complicated but so worth it when you found the right person. “We were pretty instant once we realized we both felt the same… Like a match and a candle we just lit up but your right… “ Something that she might not have realized before but she did now. The simple fact that she loved him more than life itself and distance had helped to teach her that. Infatuation? Would have faded like summer leaves moving into fall. One by one as the day passed they’d have fallen out of it and at the end it would have been as dead as those same leaves scuttling across the ground.

Talking about Grace was the perfect little comedic break in the conversation though and while her idea would have made her giggle quite a bit his was even better. “I’ll make the popcorn if you bring the beer…” She could only imagine the massive ass whooping that was due to Grace because the woman never stopped, she just went on and on with that nasty behavior of hers and by this time? Karma would have to take two trains and a bus to carry all the back logged justice due that woman. “I think the invitation is ever better! Make sure the post holds it for a week or so to ensure that she gets it the day after our wedding, oh my goodness I’d happily bribe the post man for that one, can you imagine the various shades of red she’d go? I’m sure the walls would vibrate with her screaming.” And Ooooh! To be a fly on that wall! And then to see it in the paper too? Too perfect! I can see the headlines now: Most Eligible Bachelor of the Year No More! Fairy Tale Romance Against the Odds… I’m sure plenty of ink will run once your handsome self is off the market, perhaps we should invest in a tissue company, we’d have quite the spike in sales.” [/i] It was wonderful though, something truly funny and more than easy to play off of, mix and match different possible reactions… It was thoroughly enjoyable before they’d put them into the back of their minds as talk of their impending marriage did come up. A dual ceremony might be best to cover and include their somewhat spread out family, and she had a feeling Garafin would be over the moon with a chance to host their wedding at his Inn, he’d get to show off his home and growing family plus help out the young man he had seen as a son for so many years. It certainly seemed in her mind like a wonderful but of a win win situation. “Without a doubt I am sure. But for now we have plenty of time to think about it, Taru will likely have had her babies by that time too so we might want to wait a little while longer, let the new family adjust to the latest additions and the like.” Just like they would be with their twins, two little beans she was more than a little excited and scared to meet, but for right now content to let them grow away at their own pace inside her.

A surprise gift was double so when it came from him, her eyes lit up like the northern lights and her smile was the sun, she adored gifts and never ever expected them. Each one was a blessing, a show of love and affection from someone and every single one was precious, irreplaceable and priceless. The angel wings were so sweet and it was an easy reminder of what they both called her… Jacob called her Angel but Crow called her his little bird… The wings represented both of those and it warmed her heart in no small measure to wear something they had chosen… “Yes… Yes we did, Didn’t we? Maybe that’s why we have the best sort of fairy tale… My knight rescued me and I in turn got to save him right back… Two halves of a whole…” And that was why they would always work… Why they were perfect for each other in every single way. She was saved by him as much as he was saved by her, they helped each other every single day rather than trudging on with their own loads or carrying too much of the others without sharing any of their own. She was looking down at the beautiful bangle before something he had said triggered a somewhat naughty response from her and from there it was fire… Lightning… Flash and Bang… The deep vibrating boom that made her very bones crack and tremble under the lust that ignited inside her. It was a split second before they were in that room and pressed against the wall, hands eager and searching while lips pressed and tongues tasted, eyes closed and hearts raced… “Please don’t stop-“ She pleaded as their kisses went on and on, her hands loosening the ties of his robe so that they fell to the floor, giving her the access she so craved to touch and seek out… Her own dress falling soon after as their bodies pressed and ground against each other, her hands around his cock with the perfect pressure he had silently trained her to have… He taught her how to become an excellent lover, showed her what he liked and was open about it, unafraid to explore or experiment… “Soon my love… Soon I’ll slide this throbbing cock inside me… Pressed in so fucking deep… Splitting me wide as you press down… Making me scream your name…” She gasped and whined, that whimper only deepened as she felt his precum being to slick up the head of his cock, her mouth suddenly dry despite the trails of spit from so many hot and hard kisses…

“You are perfect…” She said in return before they ground against each other even harder, every moment an echo of sex, the gyrating of hips against each other as frustration and pleasure mounted hand and hand. She was eager to please him though and she knew while he was a switch like her, he had more submissive tendencies which matched perfectly with her own stronger, dominant leading side… And that Domme of his wanted him right where she ached, guiding him down between her thighs with her leg draped over his shoulder, leaving her cunt bare for him before he’d start to feast on her. It was just the first lick of her tongue that made her cry out sweetly, her body flashing between hot and cold faster than she could track, her heart racing as her whole body seemed to shrink down to the areas that he was touching. A little guidance, a small hint was all he needed before he gave her everything she wanted and he had her cumming all over his face in literally record time, she had never cum so hard or so fast in her lift and it left her seeing white before color returned but not without the dazzling flash of stars before her eyes. She had scored her nails along his scalp, hearing his cry as he shuddered, the press of his lips against her belly… The smooth flat expanse that so keenly hid the life inside… “Good Boy… Sweet… Sweet Boy… Mistress truly has the Best Pet…” She said with a voice that was incredibly husky and sweet, that erotic roughness just on the edges, her heart still racing in her chest as if she might faint… Holding his head against her belly as she stroked her fingers through his hair… “Stay right there… Mistress has a surprise for you…” She said as she moved herself just a bit, adjust a little as she reached for his hand, pulling it down from her breast and pressing it harder over her belly… Just above her navel and that was when he’d feel it… Very soft at first, literally almost too soft to tell but he’d know what it was, the first stirrings under his hand… Perhaps a little foot or hand… “You fucked your babies into your Mistress… Poured all that potent Pet spunk inside me and got me pregnant… Mistress is Very proud of her Pet…” She hadn’t dropped him in months, this was the first time they got to talk like this and she’d be a liar if it didn’t utterly and completely turn her on even more than she already was.

A crackle of magic and he would feel a sweet metal collar placed around his neck with a slave ring at the front, attaching a leash to it before she’d lead him towards the bed, the only place they could see in the pitch darkness… She’d guide him up into it with her heart pounding in her hears, her pussy tight and wet as she just imagined all the things she would do with him, to him in that bed before dinner came around… Another flicker of magic… She’d guide him on all fours before she’d press his head down into the mattress, her hands upon his ass before she’d spread him wide and begin to tease her tongue up and around his tight hole, flicking and stroking the flat of her tongue over it so that it got nice and wet… Getting it slicker and slicker as she snaked her hand between his thighs to grab his cock and jerk him off slow and sweet, twisting her wrist so he’d get that addictively lush friction before she’d move back down, back up again… Dipping down a bit more to suck his balls into her mouth and swirl her tongue over them in a figure eight before she’d pop them out and go right back to his ass, carefully slicking up a finger before sliding it in… Then another… Another still as she widened him up as his body accepted it, listening to his sounds, his body’s cues before she’d push him a bit farther… When he was ready… Ripe… She’d pour some lubrication over the strap on she now wore and ease it into his ass, letting him take it nice and slow, to savor the feeling of being invaded by a cock specially crafted for his pleasure… And she’d go to the hilt before she’d stop, her hand back around his waist to continue jerking him off while the other caught that leash and pulled it back a bit, giving him that thrill of just enough pressure about his neck to made him whimper from pleasure…

Once he was fully submitted she’d start to fuck his perfect ass, he really did have the most amazing cheeks, firm and taut but with such an incredible shape… She wasn’t a man but if she was she would have gone gay to make love to him like this, panting and whimpering as her own pleasures and pressures mounted but were denied, focusing on him… On his sensations and the sounds he made… Edging him so that he never got enough to get off, just kept building up the pressure over and over again, waiting to hear him quiver and whine… Those gasps… The tears… She had seen them once before and knew his orgasm had been sublime when she let him… She was eager to repeat his pleasures once more and it was with that single minded focus that she hadn’t realized anyone else in the room… She hadn’t even felt the bed dip as she held him close, pumping as smooth as powdered silk into his ass, whispering words of white hot eroticism into his ear between nibbling and sucking on the tip of his ear… Always careful not to go too far… “I love fucking your ass Pet… It’s so round and bouncy, so tight, watching that sweet hole stretch to accommodate your Mistress’s cock… I love hearing you gasp and groan, hearing your breath catch as you try to hold on, knowing your climax is entirely under my control… You know Mistress will take care of you too, know that when you’re pressure is built to that perfect peak I’ll let you shatter, let you fall from such heights…” She was easily working herself up too as her pussy was still so slick and wet… So wet in fact that there was no resistance when she felt someone elses cock slide into her and she cried out, stiffening atop of Jacob as her hand got a strangle hold on his cock… Words whispered in her ear… In his… Unable to resist the show they were putting on… He just had to join… And given she had felt Thaylans cock before inside her she had no complaint about it again, rocking back against him before pushing forward into Jacob’s ass again, her cries getting white hot, incredibly erotic to hear as her core got tighter and tighter… Thaylan’s hands in her hair as he fisted it hard, pulled her back so that she was on a tight arch while his other hand joined hers around Jacobs cock, the three of them fucking each other in tandem… Her cries getting louder… Hotter… Sweeter… “Fuck! Fuck I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop- Don’t Stop-“ She panted… Whined… Pleaded… “Cum with Mistress Pet, Cum all over our hands…” She ordered as she pushed forward harder… Faster… Fucking him while also fucking herself on Thaylan’s big black cock until she shattered hard, sucking that Drow dick deeper inside her than he had ever been before, pulses milking that torpid length as she collapsed onto Jacob… Lifting her hand drenched in his cum to lap at it like a sweet treat, twitching and shivering with the after effects of her climax before she slowly pulled out of Jacob… But Thaylan couldn’t pull out of her… Something about being stuck deep inside…

She took off the strap on and with a few short orders demanded Jacob roll over onto his back and once she was she leaned in and devoured his cock in one full swoop, taking him down the back of her throat and past with a thick hungry moan and gag, sucking and lapping up all the cum that was left while her fingers slid into his ass once more… Stroking over that prostate to make him cum for her again… And she began to loosen up slowly… Her mind was focused on her beloved so her body relaxed… Only instead of pulling out Thaylan began to fuck her hard and fast, His hand still in her hair as he forced her head down on Jacob’s cock with a startled cry and thick moan… The sounds of cum splashing… Wet sticky slap of skin hitting skin… She felt that big drow cock inside her starting to thicken, her nails raking down Jacobs skin as she clung to him, tits pressed firm to his chest before leaving little milky trails as she cried and moaned… Gasping… “Oh my God! Oh my GOD! He’s gunna cum in my pussy-“ She cried out as she looked up to Jacob, her eyes nearly pure black with how dilated they were… Full of lust and pleasure as she watched her beloved as he could surely see her getting fucked by their friend… The same man who he had openly invited to fuck her at the party… “He’s- Oh God… Oh God… He’s getting Bigger-… Thicker… I- I can feel it bouncing inside-“ Her nails dug into him harder… Leaving sweet angry welts in their wake before she felt it… Thaylans shout echoed her own white hot cry as she came all over again, flooding Thaylans lap with her sticky sweet juices before he began to pump her full of cum. “HES CUMMING IN ME! Fuck! He’s Filling me up! Filling My Pussy with Drow Cum- I can- Fuck- I can feel it all the way in-“ She gasped, crying out as she moved down a bit and shoved Jacobs cock back down her throat again and bobbed up and down on it like a well paid whore until Thaylan was done with her, pulling out with a wet gush of cum that fell out of her… Leaving her head spinning but they weren’t done… Far from it as Thaylan grabbed Jacobs legs and guided him over to him, making it so that Jacobs ass rested over his thighs as Thaylan stuck that pussy wet, cum slick cock into Jacobs ass while making her suddenly take Jacob’s cock into her cum soaked cunt…

The sounds that followed were beyond erotic… Cum was richer on the air than incense as she bounced on to of Jacob while he was being fucked by Thaylan, all of Thaylans spunk being pulled out of her with every push of Jacobs cock inside her, leaving her more and more gaped… Spread out… Cum everywhere as it splashed and splattered as her thighs and ass cheeks bounced against his hips before she’d feel Jacob erupt inside her then with a mighty cry, filling her up with his own blend as sweet little golden hued drops formed on her nipples before she was once more moved, her head spinning like a top as She was pulled back a bit… “Noooo-… NO more-… I can’t… Your making me milk….” She shuddered and whined but she had no option… The mistress was dropped down to the role of a slut as Thaylan pulled out of Jacobs ass and thrust up into her, her head falling back on a strangled scream as those two cocks invaded her cum soaked cunt, spreading her so wide that their own cum fell out and slid along their shafts… And up and down… Up and down as their hands were all over her… Bouncing her atop of them as she somehow managed to fit those two huge cocks inside her, gasping and crying out in white hot pleasure as she bounced over and over again, cumming insanely hard all over them more than once as she prayed their cocks with clear sweet juices that soaked the bed… “Please- Please Stop! I- I Can’t- Nooo- No more-“ She begged but rather than stop she was fucked even harder as hands found her breasts and milked them, tugging on the pierced nipples until the milk began to flow from her highly aroused state, the milky peals falling onto Jacobs chest and stomach… Down her abs… She felt herself twisted as Thaylan latched onto one of her milky nipples… Jacob the other and that was it… Their twin mouths pulling on her tits, the feeling of her breasts filling before the drop, the release… She screamed in silence before she found her voice and cried out over and over again with each hard fast thrust inside of her… She blacked out… Fainted from the pleasure as they suckled her dry and both came deep inside her… Coating her up until Thaylan pulled out and would have beconed Gia towards them and… Jacob was still cognitive? Thaylan would turn his attention to him and stick that still hard cock back into Jacobs ass and begin to fuck him with a hungry fury that only those who are incredibly turned on can…

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“I think he is aware… In part… Though his effort to ease it is only something that compounds it in a way. He has a lot to learn about trust, he’s not had anyone he really felt that before, such things… They take time. A kettle that burned you, once cooled, still holds that promise of pain until you learn better…” And trust was not something that came easily to the abused by any means, trust like that took a long time coming and with more than a little patience on both sides, and to be honest? A lot of the time patience was just not in ample enough supply and the person meant to learn to trust just gets hurt again and that only compounds that issue further. He worried that Gia might perhaps become frustrated when their lover perhaps appeared to be relapsing, to withdraw or hide, and he only wished that during those times she might come to him… Ask him his thoughts so he might help her navigate what was going to be an insanely tricky path… He knew certain things had to happen, there were events that must come to pass for the best possible future to come forward, but for him to do that? Things had to be balanced… Oh so delicately… They spoke of his mistake in the bedroom last night, they had taken what was not theirs to steal, profaning a holy alter with violence and greed… He was prepared for the whipping, it was almost bread and butter for a male drow, less than a slave a whipping was often the only course of action expected. Her gentility was not something he had counted on and he had easily gone to her lap, his words to here were the truth, he was not a dominant man what so ever. He was happy to follow her lead, to let her control him and trust in her hands, to know that what ever shape she bent him into was the best one for him… But sometimes… Ever since going to the surface and living on his own, he had these little cravings, like the random need for a certain food that isn’t often had… Where he wanted to take her as a man takes a woman, not as a drow slave to his mistress or a Patron to his Matron, those rare occasions where he wanted to overwhelm her not by force but simply because despite being Drow? The feminine and Masculine did need to meet on equal terms from time to time… Those small cravings were his confession, the want to make love to her and not be a bottom, rather be her equal though as she spoke… Her response had him thinking about several things…

“Mother would not have allowed a drop of submission into your veins… And I can say with my life in your hands that I am not like our lover… I do not desire a submissive though playing with them I have come to learn is fun… But if I wanted one I would have married a female slave rather than fallen in love with my own little sister…” Nautilous was a bit like a thunderstorm, you could not be around him and remain dry, you were going to be touched by something either the fire and flash of lightning or the torrential rain… Now he loved storms so he could not complain for a moment about it but Gia? Perhaps she was not quite so keen… But that was exactly how she had been raised, to be powerful and in control always, and he could only imagine how scary that must be… To life in a set role and suddenly find yourself forced from it… “Perhaps… It might be best if… We allow him to seek out a submissive of his own? One which to vette these appetites so that with us he is as he should be for his role as Shield Master and Second Husband… He is… Like keeping an exotic beast which we love and enjoy… But while we can enjoy certain foods and want for nothing more he… Needs a different sort of… Entre… A thought to roll about sweet sister… A small observation…” The reason he had come to Gia so soft was because he had often gotten to flex his dominant muscle on his wife who thrived under it… But without it? That pressure and need must find an outlet somewhere… And it was boiling over onto himself and Gia, and unlike Gia he himself found his personality very easily swayed and his mind overruled by his influence… But if that were given vent elsewhere he could resume his normal self, the calm serene person he normally one, a palace of peace and a kingdom of wisdom…

Her words to him on his frustrations and fears… He wished he knew more, for while he understood what she had wanted, adored and enjoyed in their youth… Could that be the same now? She had loved one from the surface before, a man who had given her things, touched her in ways she had not been touched by him… Could her tastes have changed? And the fear of being unable to pleasure her, to give her what she wanted, what she needed were very real to him. As her lover, her brother and her Patron she needed him to be perfect, and perfect is all he ever strove to be with her. “Were? We still are… We can barely keep our hands to ourselves for an entire day and I revel in that… I am glad your tastes have not altered much for I am very well versed in your pleasures like that and I look forward to reviving those cries you used to make… Remember those? The ones where your voice got so high when you forced me to fuck you on that one angle… Your thighs tight as my cock rammed into you and hit that sweet spot deep inside… You used to cum so fast…” And he could remember that, while she came fast that angle was murder on his shoulders and thighs, his legs would always be shaking afterwards but oh… It was so worth it then… And given he was a man now he could imagine that he’d be able to go much longer and deeper than he had… A delicious idea to explore once they were back home… Though when she added that she found watching him fuck someone else turned him on? It was impossible to hide the fact his cock was starting to get hard incredibly fast, his back muscles tightening as his arms drew around her a bit more, his fingers seeking out her flesh and digging in just a little… “I will treat you to what you wish as long and often as you like… It seems our desires are the same… For I love to watch you being fucked by another, to cum all over someone else’s cock, to watch your sweet core filled with a mans cum that is not mine… Your pleasures… Your raptures… To watch your face, your body as you accept another’s deep inside you, to the place that is mine… It is the sweetest, sharpest of all delights, it is the only drug I will ever need…” Having a fetish that was almost the same was intense, incredibly so and his cock was so rock hard at the moment it was on the verge of pain, the two of them dipping into deeper conversations.

He confessed on his fear of being in their lovers shadow, at loosing his place in her heart, of being the first to reign in her most sacred of places… After all it was so easy to feel eclipsed by the personality of a man who seemed capable of charming every single soul he had come across. He shivered as she drug her nail along his lip before he’d move in and kiss over her belly, their twins inside her, growing… Being nurtured by every breath she took… “Age and wisdom sent that young man for a bit of a knock around once he left to the surface… Though if you adored him how about I seek him out again and see if I can’t coax him back for you… A wedding gift to my Matron so she might be satisfied by my offerings…” He said lightly with that roguish smile on his lips that she had always loved and that hadn’t come around for a little while. Looking up at her as he knelt between her thighs she imparted her wisdom as a Matron aught to her slaves and he knew she was right… The only person putting himself in the shadows? Was him. He was letting unprecedented and unfounded fears to linger in his mind, to take root and spread, and all of that? Was on him. He’d perhaps seen too many couples fall apart on his travels and he was afraid that he might land himself the same… But her words were wise and warming to him, healing all while destroying those seeds of doubt, nodding his head very softly. “You are right as always, my precious spider. I am going to be greedy as I wish then and that means I will be demanding at times as well, where I will come to you and make it known that I desire your body atop of mine, that I wish for you to slip your poison tipped nails into my skin and take what you want from me until I have nothing left to give. Milk my cock with your perfect supple core till I am but a withered husk…” He promised as he moved in, his hands sliding up her thighs, a hungry grin on his face but he paused as the door opened… Turning his head to see who had come in, young Rose and Jacob hot and heavy against the door, whispered words of love and lust…

Gia knew of his liking for the pale flesh of Rose, she was the only woman he would ever fuck beside his sweet sister, her curves only second to his beloveds… And seeing as those kisses became quite heated and clothes were shed, hands on cock and breasts… All before she dropped Jacob like a Mistress would and he had her climaxing in moments… He looked up to his sister, wondering if they might perhaps let them know they weren’t alone, but from what he saw? Gia was leaning back, comfortable and enjoying the show it seemed, making him wonder if she enjoyed watching others have sex simply for the pleasure of it… A drow orgy was one thing, it was almost common place, but watching two young love birds… A couple to be married soon with babies on the way… It seemed as if they were spying on something insanely private… Which made it ten times more arousing to him and by that point? His cock was oozing precum as he shifted aside Gia’s robe and slipped his head between her thighs where he would begin to eat her out as if he were starving, which for her? He totally was… Tongue dipping and stroking along her folds only to slide up into her, fucking her tight little hole with his tongue before pulling it out, going up to her clit which was spread out and primed with his fingers spreading those sweet little lips… Giving him all the access he could dream of to make her scream for him… And he would ensure that she got at least ONE orgasm off before he’d look up at her with a question in his eyes… She liked to watch him… Was that only with their lover? Or was it with anyone? He wouldn’t move until she gave him a silent order, they could speak with their eyes alone and had for years, able to understand what she wanted without needing to be told himself…

When he stood up he moved as silently as only the drow can in the dark, unerring as he made his way to the couple fucking on the bed, Rose pegging her sweet lover boy while she jerked him off… She certainly seemed to enjoy it, her words said as much as she praised her pet… Edging him higher and higher but never enough to fall… Just pushing him up that mountain… And that wasn’t fair was it? He slipped in behind her, shifting his weight easily so that they wouldn’t notice him getting into bed with them, not until it was far too late… When she was pulling back, just about to thrust into her lover was when she would find herself thrust into, forcing himself into her vice tight little cunt with a silent groan… His face a pure mask of absolute agony and elation… He began to fuck her in tandem with the pace she had set for her lover, giving her a taste of her own medicine as she herself was edged while they both jerked Jacob off beneath them, whispering in Rose’s ear as he fisted his hand into those soft locks. “If your going to fuck in someone elses bed you know that means it’s an open invitation to join… And you looked so hot with your pussy all wet as you fucked your lover I couldn’t resist… So lets put on a good show for our Mistress… Show my sweet sister how a pale skinned cunt swallows up drow cock…” He whispered against her ear as she got tighter and tigher around his cock as they all got built up so damned hot… “Cum on this drow cock you filthy little pale skin.” He groaned gutterly as she suddenly shot her cum all over him as she tightened around his cock voraciously, coating him with sticky sweet fluid as they jerked Jacob off until he himself came, pulling his hand back to sample the taste… Finding it incredibly to his licking as he lapped off every last drop before looking down at Jacob. “I couldn’t resist young Jacob.” He said with that charming rogue of a smile that Gia had fallen for when they were but children…

He move in harder against Rose as she locked up around his cock, milking him for all he was worth but he wasn’t about to unload, not yet… He moved back a bit so she could line herself up with Jacobs cock and start to suck him off, unable to hold back the urge he fisted his hand in her hair again and shoved her down onto his cock so she was fully gagged, letting her think he was done… Feeling her starting to soften but rather than pull out he pushed in farther, starting to piston fuck her as that full plump ass jiggled and shook like venom laced blood jelly, irresistible and so fucking dangerous as he groaned… Whined… Panted as his body got slick with sweat as he leaned back so he could watch her pale pink pussy gobble up his cock that was blacker than onyx… He didn’t need to say anything as Rose was a vocal lover, nothing needed to be guessed with her, she told you what she wanted and when which made it incredibly easy to please her… He moved in and gripped her thighs hard enough to leave bruises as he pulled back, almost to the point of being fully out of her before he’d slam her back down onto him and fucked her hard with a vicious sort of savagery that Gia had seen him perform on her in the tub, that pure masculine outlet of his sex and the force it exerted over the soft feminine creature beneath him. He couldn’t hold back long at this point though, not with the way she was cumming and crying out, the words she spoke fucked his head around as he shoved himself in and out harder and harder until he couldn’t hold back a moment longer… He pumped himself in as deep as he could go, small shallow thrusts as her pussy milked his cock, something she said… Cries… He was lost on it as he felt his eyes roll back in his head as he flooded the pale skinned elf cunt full of enough cum to have knocked her up if not for being already pregnant.

He would have been done… Finished and ready to pounce his sister but when she moved… Pulled off of him and his cum fell out of her in wet clumps and sloppy lumps of spent cum… But it was then he saw her tits were wet… A subtle sweet smell on the air… He realized then what she had said… He’d seen it before… Extreme arousal in pregnant women can sometimes cause it and he was currious to explore… He’d never tasted such after all and wanted to see what the hype was about… He pulled Jacob towards him then and slid into the young mans ass this time, fucking him while he forced Rose down onto her beloveds cock, watching her getting fucked while his own cum was pushed out of her tight wet cunt. Jacobs ass was almost as good as his fathers as he leaned into it, fucking him raw and sweet while he fucked his beloved Rose, the three of them all being thoroughly pleasured by the act before Jacob found himself climaxing at the end, filling Rose with cum all over again… This time his head was a bit clearer and he heard what she was saying and he looked over to Jacob with a wicked grin and a brow raised. “Should we stop?” He asked and if Jacob said yes of course he would! But he doubted Jacob would since he shared the same fetish his father did, if not perhaps a bit worse which meant right now Jacob might just be far too aroused to go down without a fight, his sweet beloveds body betraying her… Betraying her pregnancy all while her belly was still supple and smooth… Only the barest hint of the smallest bump… He would guide Jacob over to him a bit closer to their thighs were draping over one another, balls pressed flush before he’d grab Rose once more and this time force her down onto both of their cocks… The decadent Eifel tower position which caused her to scream and moan… Feeling Jacob’s cum slide over his balls as her own body tightened around them… Somehow able to take two huge cocks as she moaned and cried out, his hands over her tits along with Jacobs, milking those firm little mounds before he’d feel it… That wetness… Drawing his hand to his lips to taste it he found that it wasn’t bad but not something he couldn’t live without, though that didn’t mean he was about to pass up the opportunity, twisting her in their laps so he could latch onto a pierced nipple and began to suckle her as she screamed and cried out, her pussy fluttering and clenching each time he drew his cheeks in for a pull… Feeling nothing at first until suddenly there was a little stream that splashed over his tongue… A little more… Then his first creamy mouthful as he and Jacob suckled her until she was dry, feeling her climax one last time before she fainted but he didn’t stop, oh no he suckled until the last drop was gone before he came inside her with Jacob… Pulling out onto to look at Gia and smile wickedly…

“Indulge your big brother?...” He asked as he held out his hand for her to come to the sex and cum soaked bed where a fainted Rose lay breathing and twitching softly, that well gaped and cum packed pussy quivering as little blops of seed slowly slid out onto her ass and down to the sheets. “I want to watch you fuck young Jacob… His cock feels amazing when rubbing against mine and I want to see you enjoy his throbbing dick… He’s never been with a Drow before and he is as submissive as any good slave… I want to watch you so bad… Please… Please my sweet sister… Fuck our young Doctor and let me watch him fill your sweet cunt full of cum…”

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She expected the hiccups.. she honestly did.. the three of them were different.. and she had only just reunited with Thaylan after being separated for an incredible length of time.. so the hurdles would be there.. the power shift one though.. well she wasn't quite prepared for how that one made her feel.. how it shook her up .. but she knew her dear Brother would shine a new and different light on it.. and let her see it from a different perspective.. she loved him for that.. they just seemed to have that down to a fine art.. propping each other up when it was needed.. sometimes it wasn't even requested.. it was just known and delivered.. he brought up the idea that maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to allow Nautilous to seek out a submissive .. to burn out the overtly dominant desires that would no doubt crop up from time to time.. -.. mm.. its certainly an intriguing idea.. -she paused.. tilting her head a little.. a thoughtful expression crossed her features as her fingers continued to glide through his hair-.. whomever it was though would have to be vetted by us as there would be rules. A Matron does not share her husband.. its someone she has chosen to be hers and hers alone.. if he was to take on a lover..-she dragged her tongue across her teeth-.. it would have to be behind closed doors and never in the public eye.. thats simpy the law of the land.. infidelity is a killable offence.. and Im not sure how I feel about it yet.. I will give it further thought.. -and she would.. over time.. it was an issue that she felt was going to crop up.. probably more as time went on if Nautilous did not have an outlet.. she laughed a little when he corrected her about them being insatiable still to this very day.. it was odd for them not to be at the very least touching one another on a daily basis.. -.. Ahh yes I stand corrected.. I do remember the cries to which you speak.. -she nodded a little-.. Oh the ways you made me feel in those private quick little moments.. they haunted me every night we were apart..You were the only one who knew how to take my breath away..

-leaning down she pressed her lips to his temple.. touches were soft and sweet as they spoke about their own desires.. and how they shared one no less.. a form of voyeurism.. watching partners with others.. she admitted to it.. and asked him to treat her often..- Oh I know.. I saw the look on your face when you walked in on Nautilous and I in Silverthorne.. You made quite a mess of yourself you got so turned on.. -her lips curled into a grin there as she chuckled.. he confessed to feeling as though he was caught in nauts shadow then and she did her best to whisk that thought away.. she knew better.. she knew he just needed a little direction.. to know that it was not the case.. -.. Well I certainly look forward to seeing this young man again.. it sounds like the absolute perfect wedding gift.. he always left me satisfied.. and yet wanting.. all at the same time.. quite talented indeed.. -she wanted him to be greedy and she asked as much from him.. she wanted him to stand up and be demanding.. -.. Soon as we get home.. you and I are going to go on a little trip.. down into the tunnel system like we used to.. Im going to bring some little vials with me.. some leather and a leash.. and we are going to have some fun.. Im going to remind you of what we used to get up to.. and just how often your legs were absolutely useless afterwards.. -she shot him a wink then.. before the door sprung open.. and they were more or less treated to this display of lust and affection..she could have called out to rose and Jacob.. to let them know they were in the wrong room.. but she wasn't in the mood to be.. diplomatic.. she simply sunk back in her seat.. semi reclining.. what she wasn't expecting as her dear sweet brother being so turned on that he peeled aside that robe of hers and slipped his head between her then parted thighs.. she gripped that chair tightly when she felt that thick wet tongue of his.. her head rocked back as she gasped and dragged her nails against the wood.. he might have desired her to scream but she wasn't about to alert the new visitors in the room that they werent alone..

her body shuddered and jerked.. one hand found the back of his head as her fingers flexed and curled against his scalp.. holding his face firm against her slick wet cunt as that climax struck her swiftly.. she whined brokenly before releasing him.. her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.. nodding her head to him.. he would be given his permission as she slid down in that chair a little more.. watching her soon to be husband stalk his prey.. before he took control of the situation and his dominance came out.. shining like a light in the thick darkened room.. this was new to her.. for her.. to see him in this light with someone else.. the fucking was hard and fast.. at times the sounds were loud.. bodies slapping.. skin to skin.. the cries and moans of pleasure .. she reached back over her shoulder to the dresser.. sliding out a cigarette from the silver tray as she slid it between her lips.. the end flourished orange as she inhaled.. watching closely..it was hot.. insanely so.. the display put on was perfection.. swapping partners.. positions.. even going so far as both boys latching onto those filled breasts of Roses.. it was entertainment plus and she thoroughly enjoyed it.. exhaling a thin stream of smoke as Rose seemed to pass out cold.. landing down upon the soft bedding there.. twitching as her body rejected all that cum it had been filled with.. her gaze.. that deep garnet settled upon him as he beckoned her to join.. she remained seated-.. mm.. no.. this is your party my dear sweet love.. -she was incredibly selective in who she Chose to fuck.. the ones she had to marry.. well that was something different entirely.. they werent even her choice.. but when it was.. well.. she was picky as Fuck.. -.. As hot as watching you three go at is has been.. sweet young Jacob is a little too close to someone I will be connected to.. Im sure you understand brother- ..she couldn't do the son thing.. and soon enough Jacob would be her son in part.. whilst they could all fuck in the same room.. whilst she could and would watch.. and find it erotic and incredibly hot.. she wouldn't lay a single hand on that boy.. or Rose for that matter.. -.. But dont let me stop you my love.. You're body is primed.. I can tell.. I can smell the frustration.. and whilst you have cum so much I know there's more in you.. -she took another drag from the cigarette.. sitting up a little in that seat.. her right leg crossing her left-.. Fuck him till he passes out Brother.. they may as well get some much deserved rest together no?..

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He had presented her with that beautiful bangle.. it was the smoothest silver and it glittered in the lighting of the main room.. he had seen it.. sitting in one of those smaller shops in the market and the wings just had him sold.. she was his angel.. his perfect delight.. his saviour and he would never ever forget what she had done for him all this time.. sliding it onto her wrist before he would turn it about in his hands.. gracing the back of her palm with his lips in a soft chivalrous kiss.. - You deserve the world and more my love.. and Ill do my best to give it to you.. I promise.. -his words were softly spoken and truly heartfelt.. the change.. the switch up in mood between them was swift.. all it took was a quick witty remark and like a lit match to fuel the temperature rose significantly.. lips meshed together.. planted firm as they both claimed each others kisses.. bodies were pressed.. touches made and received.. he gripped her firmly.. tightly.. it wasn't as if they had been going without.. their sex life was quite active.. but well any amount of time between bedroom romps was too much for this young couple who seemed perpetually stuck in their honeymoon stage.. the bedroom was chosen at random.. if either of them were thinking logically it would have been obvious who it belonged to.. but with lust filled heads they simply stumbled in.. hands all over each other.. clothes being torn off.. fabric falling.. pooling at their feet as she stripped bare before him.. he had her pressed to the wall.. she had her delicate fingers wrapped around his thick hard cock.. jerking him off.. making his knees buckle.. making him grunt and growl in response.. right there against her supple glistening lips..

he whined when she described what she desired.. him inside her.. so deeply-.. Yes.. yes that is just what I need.. -his breaths came out shuddered and a little shaken.. he could feel his heart speeding up in his chest.. he was taken by surprise when her dominant side popped out.. he toppled to his knees.. movements fluid..smooth as she forced that sweet slick wet cunt atop his awaiting mouth.. an order given.. a request to feast upon her.. to make her cum.. he didn't need to be asked twice.. he did just as she desired.. his tongue and lips.. his teeth and the vibration of his voice all worked double duty to make sure he pressed all the right places.. her scent assaulted him.. her taste was his sweetest addiction.. one he would never ever truly recover from.. before she flooded his cheeks.. his chin.. he breathed hard as she dug her nails into his scalp.. his body tensed.. he shuddered-.. just for you Mistress.. -he whined softly.. - just for you.. -she told him to stay there.. he didn't move.. remaining still as he did his best to regulate his breathing.. to find and secure a little more composure.. before she took his hand and she guided it over her belly.. just above that cute little navel.. he paused.. stilling his breath before he felt those gentle flutterings and his eyes widened considerably.. looking up to her with his mouth slightly ajar-.. Oh wow.. Oh.. Oh my god.. -his eyes just lit up.. his smile grew all the more wider for it.. -.. You are going to be a wonderful Mother.. I just know it.. I feel it in my heart.. -his neck elongated a little when he felt the metal securing around it.. the leash clicking into place had his lids fall half closed.. heavy as he crawled in the direction she desired.. toward the bed.. he settled on all fours..murmuring when his head was pressed down onto the mattress..

she gave him quite a treat then... her tongue and her hands upon his ass.. his body tightened.. he groaned.. curling his toes against the soft cool bedding.. he twitched and jerked when she took a hold of his cock once more.. stroking slow and steady.. she was teasing him.. tormenting him.. and he responded perfectly.. growling.. moaning.. whimpering and gasping.. his body shuddered when her lips suckled his balls into the depths of her heated mouth.. the fingers in his ass had him shivering.. before he felt that pressure of the strap on.. his head lifted off the bedding a moment.. he groaned.. his eyes just about rolled back as he gasped and worried his lower lip with his teeth.. feeling her sink into him deeply.. her body pressed to his as she reached for his cock once more.. and then of course that leash.. tugging just enough to make him feel that delicious tightening.. he whined.. he whimpered..before she began to fuck him.. gliding in and out of that tight ass of his.. she was edging him.. giving him just enough rope.. just enough pleasure to make him gasp and pant.. making him grip the bedding tightly.. balling his fists.. he just about cried out when she latched her lips onto his ear.. it was bordering on becoming too much.. but fuck it felt incredible.. she knew just what to do.. just what he liked.. -.. Its all for you Mistress.. -he groaned when she spoke about how much she loved fucking him.. -.. I trust you.. always.. You know whats best. -he gasped and whined.. the agony obvious in his tone..her sudden cry had his eyes opening as he turned his head a little to look back.. only to then catch sight of Thaylan settling in behind her.. he groaned and growled when her hand gripped his cock even tighter in response.. he was not expecting this.. not at all.. but hearing her crying out.. watching her topple under the hands of a virile strong man certainly did a number on him.. he forced his head down into the bedding as he whined and growled.. the pressure grew and grew.. it got hotter and harder.. before he heard her command.. he was to cum with his Mistress.. and he didn't need to be asked twice..

he could feel every time Thaylan thrust into her harder.. because it meant she hit against him.. forcing that thick strap on just that little bit deeper.. before he toppled.. he shattered with a strangled cry.. painting up those smooth cool covers and her hand.. he gasped and whined.. he groaned and whimpered.. unable to catch his breath as she fell against him.. before she slowly withdrew.. he hissed and collapsed against the bedding.. hearing her orders.. he slowly rolled over to his back.. and without warning.. her sweet tight little mouth was wrapped around his cum soaked cock.. he got quite a view now of Thaylan fucking her again.. this time Harder and even Faster.. the way her body jiggled and shook.. he could see her breasts swaying as she devoured him whole.. the gurgling sounds of her throat made him rock his head back into the bedding as he did his best to not thrust up into her.. to not force her to take even more.. he growled.. he grit his teeth and hissed.. the nails on his skin made him cry out.. -.. Yes.. -he cried out-.. He's going to load up that tight little pussy of yours.. and You'l love it.. every minute of it.. You are my Mistress yes.. but to him.. he's dropping you down to the perfect switch.. and using that tight hole all he wants.. -his whole body stiffened when she continued to drag her nails down his skin.. leaving the most angry red marks in their wake.. he cried out he hissed.. he bucked and twitched.. -..Fuckkk.. -he groaned.. she was yelling.. screaming almost about how much cum was being forced up into her.. before she was silenced.. a mouth full of his cock.. he was in heaven.. his head was spinning.. he wasn't sure what day it was.. whos bedroom they were in.. or anything for that matter.. all he could feel was lust and desire.. pure need for this.. for all of this.. for the base line hard fucking that could only come from a third entering the bedroom..he'd often had a taste of it with Aeson.. but it was nothing like this.. they had barely scratched the surface.. and Thaylan had done more for him in a much shorter amount of time.. plus it was clear to him that she enjoyed this strong Drow male an awul lot..

he was guided over.. his muscles were screaming from the sheer burn they were being put through.. he suddenly felt the invasion of a long thick cock being slid up into his ass.. the heat that came from it was incredible.. he couldn't help but clench and groan.. the sounds were magnificent.. almost musical.. the scent of cum was strong.. thick on the air as it was spilt from all parties.. it coated skin and bedding.. slapping sounds as their bodies all met.. all working together in unison.. and then against the rhythm .. the groans and high pitched cries.. no one was left out.. they were all grabbing and groping.. not an inch of skin was left untouched.. it didn't take long for her to be stretched out over both of their cocks.. spreading that cum soaked cunt nice and wide to accommodate the new invasion..his eyes rolled back at the sensation of it all.. she was so hot and so tight.. and the friction that came from rubbing against Thaylans cock was sublime..he could smell the milk.. and he reached for her.. for one of those heavy round tits of hers.. latching his lips onto one as they fucked her.. he suckled his cheeks in tight.. firm.. his tongue lashed against the hardened bud before he was rewarded with that gush and he just about melted..the two of them drank from her.. fucked her.. used her.. making sure she had no where else to go.. held in place.. their perfect little fuck doll.. climaxes came quickly.. almost at the very same point she screamed.. that pussy was so incredibly loaded.. it would have been heavy with that sweet mixture of them both.. he gasped for breath.. trying in vain to catch it as he twitched and shuddered.. he made sure she was placed down upon the bedding.. making sure she was ok.. she was just out of it.. she'd hit her limit.. before he felt Thaylans hands on his hips.. and that hard as steel cock was shoved right back into his cum soaked ass.. he arched and groaned so loudly.. -.. Fuck.. -he cried out.. the frustration was evident.. the need.. the desire.. his own cock was hard in a matter of a moment.. and all of this was maddening.. enough that it made him reach down between his thighs to jerk himself off as he was being piston fucked so brutally.. that ass of his would be bruised in no time .. the hungry fury was like nothing he had experienced before.. it was rough.. but he was in heaven.. -

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The fact she was at least open to the idea was a huge step in the right direction. He was a touch afraid she might go down one of the paths he had seen, a stern and heavy no, a complete refusal to agree… And if she had? That path was heart breaking in so many ways… For without that outlet it was as she feared, it would continue to crop up like a field of weeds no matter how often it was mowed down, and in the end it became overrun… Nautilous had snapped and forced Gia to bend, virtually raping her because he couldn’t take it anymore, causing her to almost miscarry which had in turn sent him into a spiraling depression that he never really came fully out of… He still served as an incredibly violent and able weapons master, the house grew to such glorious peaks, but after that event Nautilous never touched her again… All children after his one daughter were only fathered by himself… It wasn’t the worse outlet come he had seen but it was certainly not one he wanted to see come about. “We are a people who live lives around core values and rules… But if you were to look at us… Are we not breaking the most fundamental of them all?’ He hedged in very lightly, wanting to stroke her mind a bit, gently ease her into perhaps a different view of it… A new angle… He’d give her several moments to process that before he’d speak once more.  Of course these were the rules HE had been taught. She might be aware, or hell, even functioning on her own. The rules of a Slave vary from a Matron so extremely that it’s not even funny. Literally the two have NO overlay. “Though I do sincerely doubt our beloved would ever want to do something to shame you. He loves you quite sincerely, even though I understand lately we have had our hiccup, something we are working towards consolidation of…” He hoped he was not crossing any lines, she wanted honesty always, and honesty was exactly what she was getting from him, he only hoped that… On the heels of such a monumental fuck up on his part? On their part?

Whispers were shared, soft laughs as they remembered quite a few things, others brought up and a shared past remembered… “Mmm you are the spider I can not resist the bite of, I long for your fangs in my skin and your sweet limbs wrapped around me… Unto death, my sweet sister, you and I will always be together…” He said with a heated glance, that roguish smile coming back up for a flash of a moment, his arms about her waist as they curled in close together. “I can’t tell you of the nights I had to be chained up to a wall because I was caught masturbating by the staff when they came into my room… You used to make me so hot I would weep with frustration, with the need to burry myself deep inside you, to feel you pulse around my cock as I filled you with cum… I am insatiable for you… I always will be.” He didn’t tell her about the beatings, why bother? It wasn’t uncommon for male slaves to be reminded of chastity, that their seed was for a female only, that jerking off was a waste and a crime. He got wiser about it after the first couple, beat off under his blankets or in the cave systems, far away and hidden from any prying eyes. The realization they shared a similar, if not the exact same fetish was something of a revelation, something they could both enjoy without reservation… What was pleasurable to them both was also enjoyable in the singular, he got off incredibly hard from watching her being fucked by Nautilous, knowing that really if it were anyone fucking her he’d be in heaven… Knowing she felt the same, that she enjoyed watching him take control of another, to exert the dominance he would not force over her… A sort of force and charisma that he had lost when he hit the surface, when he was supposed to remain in the shadows as a spy or an assassin, only taking the spotlight in the dances they had as a troupe. She missed him though and that made his heart hurt a little, offering to see if he might bring that man back as a wedding gift for her, a wry grin on his lips as she said that sounded rather perfect. “You always were an under the cover glutton for punishment… It’s a wonder we didn’t get pregnant sooner…” Ah there he was… It might just be a flash, a small candle flame of light, but he was there… Bringing him back through the force of memory like forgotten dance steps that were recalled by the melody long since heard. Her promise about the cave system though… Ah he had forgotten her promise earlier under the rush of everything else, causing him to drag his tongue out and lick his lips hungrily, those copper hues darkening to something akin a bloodied bronze with desire… Oh such memories… Sweet… Hot… Venomous memories… “It sounds like the promise of that sweet pain only you could deliver… Tied up on my knees so I couldn’t move while you bounced and rocked against me till my lap was coated with your creamy white cum… I can not wait to feel that burn again… I thirst for your venom and whip…”

He was already burning a bit hot, horny as memories of those hot embraces in the caves bubbled to the surface but before they could act on it the young couple tumbled into the bedroom, pressing against the wall in a tangle of limbs and lips as they were obviously horny and about to fuck. There was no reason to lie about how much he enjoyed fucking that taboo little cunt. Pregnant and a pale skinned elf? It was the absolute taboo of the Drow honestly, ranking in the top five sins and because of that, oh it made him so rock hard… The fact that she had a sumptuous tight pussy that loved to swallow his cock and that she came so easily? Those were just added bonuses really. Looking to Gia though there was no way to hide his lust as he parted her robe and began to eat her out like the starving man he was, eager and hungry to make her cum hard and fast, needing to get some of this pressure vetted somewhere… And Oh, the way she came all over his tongue had him thrusting it up inside her, fucking her with that long dexterous tongue of his until the last shivers left her… But it wasn’t enough… He was still quite hungry… Starving… She knew it too, he could tell by the way she looked at him, that silent communication was a bright flash between them… No words spoken but he heard her clearly as if she had… He stood up and silently moved towards the two fucking on the bed as only the drow can, slipping into that bed without the two in it catching on until it was too late, Rose being bent over and fucking her lover was too easy to slip into her as she pulled back. That cry of surprise? Sublime to a Drow’s ears, her shock and her pain were nectar, sweeter than honey as he felt her tighten up like a heat shrunk glove around his cock. Honestly a strangers pussy shouldn’t feel so good but it did, everything about it was forbidden which only fueled him more, a glutton for the forbidden like the humans and the apple. It was so hard to move inside her at first, she tightened up in surprise before she realized who was behind her, his voice low and sensual as he whispered to her. “You’re making love to your mate in my bed right in front of me, why, I couldn’t resist such tempting bait…” And in response to his words he felt her relax a bit, rocking back onto his cock as he pushed forward, keeping a rhythm with her as she fucked Jacob so they were all getting quite the ride.

The three of them moved in luscious tandem like Rose with a pendulum in the middle before she started to tighten up around him, her high sweet cries that she was going to cum, telling him not to stop… Well no good drow male ever disobeys a female… He picked up his pace then as he gripped her hair all the tighter, forcing her back on that white hot arch until she was crying out loudly in pleasure, flooding his cock and lap with her cum as she shattered hard and tight around him. All the while he suffered through that hot milking pussy as he watched Jacob’s reactions as he came all over their hands, his grin was incredibly cocky, self-confident and sure of himself… His skills… Jacob certainly didn’t seem to mind the fact his soon to be wife had a big drow cock buried in her as she came which was all the better honestly… He didn’t think this little play was going to be shelved any time soon… He moved to pull out but found he couldn’t, his cock was locked up inside her tight like a Chinese finger trap, the harder he tried to pull out the tighter she got. “Fuck your Mistress’s pussy is locked up around my cock and milking it like it’s starving for cum-“ He uttered on a somewhat strangled groan before Rose would command Jacob to roll over, that strap on flung aside a moment later as Jacob lay on his back and she began to suck him off, enjoying the show while catching Jacob’s line of sight and giving him a wink. “Always the most generous man Jacob…” He said in thanks as he knew if Jacob had put a halt to it they’d all be apart and he’d utterly respect that decision. Jacob however seemed to enjoy it as much as his woman did, the two of them while deeply, madly in love with one another did not begrudge the inclusion of a spare lover from time to time… Something he thoroughly enjoyed before he’d push Rose’s head down onto Jacob’s cock so she gagged and spluttered on it, lost her breath and tears came to her eyes, all the things a man wants to see from his woman gobbling his cock. Once she started to relax though was when he took advantage of it and leaned back so he could get a fuller range of movement, pounding against her ass and watching the way those full globes of flesh bounced and jiggled as they resisted him each time, giving him that perfect spring back that drove him a little crazy… Enticing him to fuck her harder… Faster… Feeling her get juicier as her slick pussy drooled all over him like her mouth was drooling all over Jacob’s cock.

Harder… Faster… He lost himself in her, in the moment as he gave over to the slumbering beast inside him, watching as trails of cum strung out between their bodies like spider webs. He felt her pull off of Jacob’s cock as she uttered such erotic filth. “Oh yes, little pale skin, I am going to load this pussy up with more drow spunk than you can possibly handle…” He returned before looking down at Jacob with a wink as the two of them played her back, feeling her getting tighter and tighter with each passing minute, her thighs drawing in as tight as they could… As if she could keep him out… “I’m going to make you cum all over my cock little one before I make this pale body eat up my cum.” He said as he began to shift his weight a little more, drawing himself almost all the way out before plunging deep in, hearing her gasp and cry out hard, the schlurping noises were SO intense… He was going to cum incredibly soon and he was all too pleased to see her suddenly erupt all over him in her rather odd and unique way of climaxing and as soon as she had finished he was gone, her pussy had milked him all too much and he lost it, pounding away in her brutally before a shout of triumph as he loaded her cunt full of his cum… Watching her cry out as she shuddered and shook, a lingering sweet smell on the air as she confessed to Jacob she was feeling all his cum deep inside her… How deliciously naughty… He pulled out with a slick, sticky wet plop of his cum falling out of her, after all she was pregnant there was no need for it… Catching it in his palm he yanked her up by her hair and pressed his hand against her mouth, force feeding her the cum her cunt had refused, quite the mouthful as she shuddered… His hands moving her right to where he wanted her to bed, slamming her down on Jacob’s cock now as he lined himself up to fuck that sweet ass, he HAD to have a turn in it after all… Which cemented a question in his mind… He had always been straight but perhaps that was not the case as he found Jacob and Nautilous insanely attractive, delicious and irresistible, the must fucks next to his sweet sister.

“Jacob you have an amazing ass-“ He grunted as he began to pound away inside that tight back door, his hands all over Rose’s body with Jacobs, the two of them touching and groping where every they wished. Her breasts had changed from down in that pool room the first night, they were fuller and much tighter than he remembered them feeling, fingers plucking and twisting those sweet pierced nipples… That was around the moment he realized his fingertips were coming away wet, her whine, her desperate little whimper… “I’ve never fucked a woman who’s milk was coming in… Does it make your pussy get tighter? Does it turn you on to know end knowing your pregnant pussy was just fucked raw and pumped full of cum by a drow? Does it turn you on Jacob? Fucking a pussy that’s soaking wet with someone elses spunk? Knowing your babies are inside her and making her body change so much that she’s getting wet nipples because shes so turned on?” He asked as he pounded away, the three of them truly getting into it hard and hot, personally he was eager to put on the best show for his sister… Anything to please and pleasure her… He bit back a shout as Jacob’s ass suddenly tightened around his cock and made him cum without his intent, the three of them all cumming together as Rose cried out again and Jacob shouted in extreme and primal pleasure… But he was far from done… From being over… He was caught in the throes of witch elf pheromones, the two of them there had him practically bathed in it and he was insanely high, desperate to fuck himself into a comatose state…

Pulling out of Jacob’s now cum flooded and gaped ass he slid right up into Rose along side Jacobs still throbbing cock, grunting at how insanely tight that was, especially the way she was screaming in pleasure and all that cum was dribbling down his balls. He heard her begging to stop as they fucked her, lifting her up and down in their laps at the pace they set for her… Forcing her to take their huge cocks till she tore and her pussy was painted the sweetest pink hued cum… Her pleas fell on deaf ears, all he wanted, all he could think off was fucking until the itch abated. “We’ll stop when ever we want to-“ He responded with a hard slap against her tit which resulted in her sudden sweet high scream as she shattered atop of their cocks, making him gasp and grunt as he plunged in that much deeper and flooded her with even more cum… Where was it going to end?! He had never cum so much in his life and he was on fire, plunging away inside of this sweet tight cunt, the fact she was pregnant only turned him on more… He decided to take a little bit of a taste, to try a sample of something he had never seen before, tasting the milky remains of his palm… Sweet and salty… Tasty but not something he’d ever really crave but the sheer fact it was breast milk from a pregnant woman who was getting so wet around his cock that her own tits couldn’t take it… Was incredibly hot. He latched onto one of those nipples while Jacob took the other as they suckled her, surprising himself at the act, the way it started off so little before it finally shot into his mouth with enough force to shock him. He grunted and groaned, lapped at those sweet milky drops as her tit bounced against his chin, biting the flesh hard so that the milk came rushing into his mouth as she begged them once more to stop but he wasn’t done… THEY weren’t done… It wasn’t until Jacob came and her tits were milked dry that she fainted, falling over onto the bed where Jacob had caught her, laying her down gently as her belly slowly fell flat once more… More cum than a body should have handled dribbling out of her…

He looked to Gia then and invited her over, telling her that Jacob’s cock was quite enjoyable before she turned them down, remaining seated and he couldn’t hide the wolfish grin on his face. “Always the most generous of lovers my sweet sister… I’m burning up from the inside out with all this witch elf pheromones coating me, I have to fuck or I’ll die…” He said on a groan as he looked at Jacob laying under him… Looking spent and happily exhausted… “As you Order, My Mistress and Matron…” He growled for her before he’d do just that, Dragging Jacob in a bit closer and slamming himself into that well cum slicked ass, his own cock incredibly slick with everyones shared cum as he began to piston fuck that tight little ass, seeing the bruises already starting to form on his pale skin. He gave Jacob no quarter as he used that tight sweet ass to his own ends, grunting and groaning as his eyes rolled up in his head more than once as Jacob began to jerk himself off, realizing a moment later that Rose was starting to come to… Eyes fluttering… Opening up to see her beloved getting fucked by what could only be called a mutual lover… She didn’t need to be told what to do as she crawled forward on all fours and settled herself on Jacob’s cock, bending forward so their lips could tangle and lock up, the sounds of hot and heavy kissing the accompaniment of her hot tight cunt getting fucked by the same lover who’s ass was being pumped full of cum over and over again…

Reaching out he pulled rose up on her knees and made her bounce on Jacob’s cock on a tight curve while his free hand found one of her nipples and began to twist and tug it until sweet streams were coming out to fall into Jacob’s mouth before Jacob and Rose both came, cum and breast milk all over the bed before the two lovers would faint from sheer over sensation and dropped… He’d pull out and move the couple into a sweeter, more comfortable position before he’d press his knees to the side of the bed, hand in his cock as he jerked himself off furiously until jet after jet of white hot cum splashed over their cheeks and lips, in their hair and along their necks like pearl necklaces… He staggered back then, covered in sweat and trembling, breathing hard as his body hadn’t gone through something like that since Gia sensually and sexually tortured him in their youth… Looking back at her though he advanced, not giving her the chance to move or run he scooped her up and out of that chair and left the room, closing it behind him as he would take a slight detour… Not into the other room but rather out into the private pool where he would stand at the deep end and jump into it with her held in his arms, surfacing only to pin her against the side of the pool where he would slide between her thighs and into her with a white hot pleasured thrust, fucking her in the water and under the bright hot sun as it began to prepare to set.
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[BadInfluence]

Pain…
That was the first thing that blossomed inside her mind as she started to come to, her thighs were on fire and her back ached as if she had finished a forty eight hour shift, her breasts were impossibly sore in a way she had never felt before in her life. Her memory coming back took a few moments, she was thoroughly and deliciously exhausted after all, she’d never gone through something like that before… Not even the party held a candle to what had happened so… Perhaps a bit of compassion and understanding for her brain having a good bit of lag… Though when it DID come back to her the groan she had been starting to sound morphed into a sweet little moan as a smile graced her lips, looking every inch like the cat had gotten into the cream and got away with it, moving to stretch luxuriously as she savored every little ache and pain… “That was incredible…” She whispered to the air around her, not sure if Jacob was awake yet or not and if not, she wasn’t about to stir him from what was a very necessary break. She’d been warned about their pheromones, witch elves were pretty dangerous like that and she was fairly positive that poor Thaylan was well and truly caught up in it, given how he had fucked she and Jacob it was hard to think that came from someone on a normal day… And if it was? Good GOD she felt bad for Gia!

A few moments later the smell hit her then, musky sweat and cum, stale sheets and the smell of the air outside that couldn’t quite make it in through closed shutters. Yawning softly she curled in a bit closer to Jacob, kissing his cheek lightly only to find a thick trail of coagulated cum beneath her lips, a bit of a shock at first before she found herself with a wry smile on her lips. Really? He had left them passed out from the fucking of their lives and then gave them a round of bukkake while they slept? The least he could have done was waited till they were awake. Licking her lips she slowly nibbled along that snail trail that graced along his cheek, down his neck in a path of kisses, savoring the taste of it on her tongue before she’d wrap her arms around him and pull him in close. Her hand? Seeking his out as she rested it on her belly, at this angle she noticed the twins were less than happy with her, they tended to be extremely active and sure enough she felt them starting to kick away inside her… It took a little moving… Adjusting… Pressing down a bit harder before she had them kicking away at the palm of his hand.

“Come on Daddy… Your sons are hungry and so is their mother.” She said, nibbling away at his jaw a bit then, a little more persistent than the soft butterfly kisses along his cheek from earlier. “But I might take mercy on you and order things myself given the beating you took…” Poor baby, she could only imagine how much his back end was going to be hurting, sitting alone was going to be murder… But you know what? She learned a LOT from that… One? Jacob enjoyed watching her get fucked by a safe, mutual and friendly party, someone who was attached to another so there would be no tangled lines… Two? She found that she thoroughly enjoyed Thaylan as a lover, he was different than Jacob in the way he handled her, his stamina was incredible too… Three? Jacob truly enjoyed a good hard fucking in the ass and not just by her. She saw how hard he got even after blowing a huge load, his refractory time was ungodly, a huge turn on in it’s own right. Because of that it was a dead give away that he loved how hard Thaylan was pounding that ass and she knew for future play times that perhaps he might thoroughly enjoy a heavier hand from time to time… Hell, she had learned so much but one thing she had learned that she hadn’t expected earned him a throaty laugh, virtually a purr as she curled in a little closer. “Of course you could always eat me… I knew you had a fetish for getting me pregnant but I had no idea it extended to breastmilk too… That’s… A really big turn on for me… I wasn’t expecting it but now that it’s there it’s really kinky…” She whispered to him, her lips by his ear as she nipped the lobe ever so softly, holding him a little tighter in her arms. “I’ll need you to do it at least once a day… We want to keep the supply strong so when your sons come out they can enjoy nice full bellies right away.”

All that aside though? She just smiled down at him for a moment and kissed his forehead before laying across his chest, looking down at those beautiful eyes of his, the soft blue and green that had always mesmerized her. “Though to be honest if you so much as touched me sexually I would probably die… What an amazing memory to share…” She said with the warmest, sweetest smile for him, moving down to kiss the tip of his nose. “I hope you won’t hold it against me if I refrain from sex and just love you orally for a little while? Bit sore…” They probably all were if in different ways. She would force herself to sit up then, laying more and more kisses along his skin as she went until she was finally sitting up, his hand on her belly where his son was kicking quite strongly for being so early on… He was going to be a beast she just knew it… Strong and fierce but loving just like his papa. The other one was still so she figured he was likely napping which was just fine for her.

Standing up she would move to the doorway and pull the roped several times till someone answered, speaking through the copper tubing which worked as a sort of early phone system, and she’d order a tray of fruits and sweets to be sent up along with strong hot tea. No alcohol or anything like that, they needed sugar to recuperate after that marathon! She’d place the stopper back in the tube and realized… It had been open… The entire time… So basically anyone in the kitchen or at the front desk could have been listening in… Oie vey… She kept that bit to herself.. “We need a bath… A very long one… I’ll go find some cigarettes for you my love while I run the bath, can you pop into our room and pick me out something to wear? I’d appreciate it my love.” And with that she set off to prepare the large bath, this one could easily sit four at once comfortably so she and Jacob could truly stretch out and enjoy themselves in there and just lounge. She poured in scented oils of lavender and chamomile, citrus and bergamont along with Epsom salts to relieve the aches and pains… She closed all the shutters and instead lit all the candles in the room so the whole place was bathed in romantic ambiance…


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..Her lips thinned a little when he brought up the fact that they themselves were breaking the most fundamental rule of them all.. - The difference being dear Brother.. These are MY rules.. MY laws.. The core values that I grew up with.. the ones I have chosen to take on as a Matron as a Mother.. and as a future Wife.. to live and breathe.. the ones I stand true to.. I have already bent.. and have continued to do so.. multiple times since Nautilous has stepped in.. I am an incredibly patient woman when I want to be Thaylan, but everyone has a limit. I love you, but please dont push me right now.. -she was on a wafer thin edge with a feeling brewing that things were being kept from her.. that the foundations beneath her feet were not quite as secure as they should have been at this stage in her leadership.. and that the future she had in mind was becoming a little blurry.. - I have doubts he would go out of his way to shame me you are correct.. I believe his heart is in the right place.. he's just perhaps a little lost.. and needs a guiding hand.. -she rubbed her lips together..if he was around she would find out what was happening.. but the simple fact was.. he was off.. sorting something out.. because of something that had happened earlier on in the day.. both of which she knew nothing about.. the topic shifted to that of when they were younger.. how they were insatiable and he was quick to change that to always.. things had not really changed all that much between them.. they still held quite a desire for one another.. and probably always would.. - It was hard.. because as much as I wanted to go to you, I couldn't as often as I would have liked.. I mean.. we had a lot of close calls as it was.. -the corners of her lips curled before she chuckled softly.. she reminded him of the promise she had made.. to take him into the cave system when they returned home.. and give him a taste.. a reminder of what they once did.. oh so long ago.. -.. I look forward to it .. it's been a while since ive had a proper length of leather between my fingers..

-they were then swiftly interrupted by a very amorous couple.. Rose and Jacob stumbling in.. hands all over each other.. tongues diving into each others mouths.. it was most certainly a hot and heavy affair.. observing from her seat beside the dresser.. a cigarette in hand.. Thaylans dominance bubbled to the surface as he dropped both Rose and Jacob until they were little more than quivering messes.. Rose went down first.. Jacob.. well the young man had a bit more stamina.. but sure enough.. he toppled.. the finishing touches had her laughing a little.. the two of them would no doubt wake coated in a thin film of sweat and cum.. this very room would not be the same.. her head tilted to the side.. that garnet gaze of hers caught the determination.. the agony and desire in his.. she knew what was going on..those pheromones were rushing through him.. however.. she wasn't having any of it.. he was coated in filth.. and she had No desire to touch him until he bathed.. as he closed in on her she waved her right hand before him.. that same glittering dust that was used at the pool party would drop him like a brick.. he'd topple to the floor..-.. Rest now.. you will burn it off in your sleep.. -she drew her robe around her.. slowly moving to stand as she called out to the guards out near the main hall.. to scoop him up and put him in a bed in the spare room.. he may well have been naked and coated in sweat and cum..but she wouldn't just leave him on the floor.. they handled it swiftly and without question.. she drew the doors closed to that suite.. leaving all three of them to rest.. she'd take up residence in another room.. a letter penned to Anya.. requesting her attendance.. she needed someone to talk to.. someone to confide in.. someone who knew her better.. who knew and understood what it meant to be a Matron.. and what it meant to live in their home.. with her sister gone it left only her daughter.. -

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He was Out of it.. like gone.. if it werent for his breathing anyone would swear he was dead.. her stirring and shifting didnt wake him at all.. it wasn't until she began to talk to him.. that his sons were hungry and so was their Mother.. he groaned a little.. shifting.. gripping the bedding a little more as his lids blinked open a few times.. he was hurting.. like all over.. his body was pretty bruised.. handprints and marks here and there.. -.. mmhmm.. -he murmured when she spoke about eating her-.. maybe not right now.. I love you but.. -he cleared his throat as he forced himself to sit upright.. wincing a little-.. no.. -he laughed weakly.. reaching up to force his hair from his forehead.. he was sticky.. -.. Oh.. mm.. yeah no i dont think I have an issue with taking a little bit of a break.. on both sides i think.. I seriously need some recovery time.. -his fingers curled a little when he felt the kicking.. the fluttering from the children nestled away in her belly.. it was sweet.. captivating even to feel that.. to know his child was growing.. and soon would be in their arms.. he watched her as she moved to order some food for them both.. he moved to sit up.. very very gingerly she asked him to get her an outfit from their room.. he nodded-.. of course love.. I wont be too long.. that bath sounds like heaven.. -and he needed it.. badly.. he forced himself to stand. groaning as his bones and muscles burned as if he'd just finished a marathon run.. he slid a robe about his body.. it was probably Thaylans.. or maybe even Gias.. the room was far to dark to actually pick up much at all.. and he stepped out .. the Hotel was so quiet.. he wondered where Nautilous had gotten too?.. Gia and Thaylan were both out of sight also.. even the staff were relativity quiet.. calm.. silent.. it wasn't a bad thing.. just not quite what he was used to..

he slowly made his way across to their room.. slipping inside as he opened up one of the cupboards.. picking out a dress.. it was soft.. made of a cloth like fabric.. very light.. it would caress the body like velvet but it lacked the weight or the heat.. he slid it over one arm.. and he made his way back .. the bath was drawn.. candles were lit.. -.. I just picked something nice and comfortable for you.. easy.. for a relaxing afternoon.. -he nodded with a smile.. placing it over the back of a chair before he would slide out of that robe.. glancing down over his stomach.. his thighs.. he was So sticky.. a quiet chuckle sounded-.. he certainly had some fun after we were passed out it would seem.. -he stepped down into that bath.. just about melting at the first touch of heated water when it collided with his bare skin-.. Oh god.. yes.. -he whined.. few more steps.. before he just sunk down.. dipping beneath the surface.. he would run his fingers back through his hair.. removing any and all sweat and other residue.. before he would surface.. slicking it back.. he would semi recline.. his head resting against the side of the tub.. where one of the folded towels would work as a makeshift pillow-.. That was pretty incredible.. -his voice was a little crackly.. a bit hoarse.. -..Watching you ..was pretty damn hot..

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She had penned the letter to her dear daughter, sending it off via way of magical correspondence.. it would arrive in Silverthorn in a matter of moments.. and a return portal summoned.. an exertion of energy used.. required for such a feat.. but when she thought about it.. it was needed.. she was unsettled..she felt out of place.. and it could have been for a multitude of reasons really.. maybe she had been away from home for a little too long.. maybe it was the sun.. maybe she was just a little overwhelmed.. or maybe it was the biggest change she had made in her life.. that being the reunion with her hearts choice Thaylan.. and then of course the flickering flame of Nautilous.. all of it had happened so swiftly.. and in quick succession.. one after the other.. were it possible she had a form of whiplash?.. or was is something more.... she had shifted away from the suites.. allowing the three lovers to rest in perfect silence.. even going so far as to alert the staff to not interrupt them and to make as little noise around those rooms as was possible.. she found a small room.. off to the side.. it looked perhaps a little like a study.. a small library.. it had some books.. a desk.. couches.. chairs... a bit of a reading nook.. she drew the thick curtains closed.. the only light source being that from the covered lamps.. it was soft.. she might have been able to go out in the sunshine whilst she was here.. but her daughter most assuredly could not.. she sunk down to sit there upon one of the chairs.. hands crossed upon her lap as her legs had crossed over neatly.. she had shifted into a white linen gown with a golden leather belt.. it was comfortable.. her ears pricked to the sounds of magical energy crackling.. and the portal was used.. out stepped dear young Anya.. dressed rather conservatively.. the outfit was perfect for her daughters shape.. but far from showy.. neither of them were big on showing any great deal of skin.. it was all about the illusion.. that garnet gaze lit up considerably as she turned to catch sight of her daughter..


A: - a look of concern mingled about her face as she crossed the floor quickly.. the pair embraced.. a warm well deserved hug-.. Mother, I came as quickly as I could.. Adelaide has me so caught up in the inner workings of that castle that I was a bit waylaid..


G: -a warm smile curled about her lips as she wrapped her arms around Anya-.. There was no rush really.. not at all, I had hoped you would have a moment to pop by. I have missed seeing your face, Im really not used to you not being around.. -it felt at times as if part of her was missing.. there was a great large part of her life when all there was.. was her and Anya ..


A: Oh its never any trouble Mother, I wont ever be so tangled up that I cant come over when you call. -she reached up to remove her piwafwi.. the sheer heat that this place had was like nothing she had experienced before.. it soaked right to her bones.. and with her current style of dress she was certainly feeling it.. -.. Somethings the matter though .. I can tell.. Its not this.. Nautilous person again is it?.. -her brows knitted as she rested her cloak over the back of one of the chairs.. before she would move back.. settling to sit just across from Gia.. similar posture.. hands upon her lap.. legs crossed- I dont mean to assume, you just appear out of sorts.. thats all


G: -she would always be proud of what her daughter has grown up to become.. and incredibly strong willed young woman.. polite and soft.. yet no one dared to double cross her.. though she did wonder if perhaps she was a little sheltered..especially when it came to having very little interest in relationships or even exploring what it felt to be in love.. or even lust-.. I appreciate you coming, thankyou really.. I hope to have us back home very soon so you can come across without having to worry about all the hurdles and hoops we are having to jump to get there.. -it was not safe.. not at all.. and with Anya being the last blood relative it was not good planning to have them travelling together.. far to easily wiped out.. she chuckled a little when you brought up Nautilous though.. -.. mm.. it's tough.. but no.. not quite so cut and dry.. I desire your ear Anya.. and perhaps advice.. though mostly.. I feel I need the soundboard.. I dont really have much of a confidant here.. I mean.. I could easily go to young Rose .. but.. without her growing up in our home i fear the simple knowledge isn't there.. so she wouldn't quite understand..


A: -she nodded-.. No.. I understand, I do.. It would go both ways.. if say Rose was to come to you with an issue that had something to do with the surface for example.. you wouldn't really be able to offer much if any advice..


G: -nodding- exactly.. and this is my dilemma.. I grew up.. with a lot of rules.. a lot of structure.. a lot of guidance. I was lead down so many paths to make sure I reached my potential.. I was pushed and pushed and pushed until I got to the points I needed to be.. so its all very much ingrained.. all that teaching.. those books.. and im not a spring chicken so to speak.. so.. perhaps I am set in my ways.. but.. -she exhaled.. her elbow came to rest there upon the arm of the chair.. cheek to her palm-.. I fear those around me.. well.. there is almost an expectation that I bend.. that my way is causing them an amount of discomfort..


A: -she frowned a little-.. But ..-she paused-.. but thats how you have aways been?.


G: mm.. -she reached up to rub her hand across her forehead-.. fault however will lay with me my beautiful daughter, for I am the one bringing those into my life that either have been away for a considerable amount of time.. or havent been there at all.


A: Forgive me, but Im not sure I follow?


G: .. No forgiveness necessary of course, I was intentionally vague. -she paused.. taking a breath as she reached forward to take Anyas hands in hers.. -.. As you know.. Thaylan and I have reunited.. and we are to marry.. hopefully soon he will become my Patron..Nautilous has stepped up into the role of Weaponsmaster for the House..and when your Father and I thought a little further on it.. our hearts were on the same page.. spoke the same poetry.. the same values.. I also asked Nautilous to marry me..


A: -she blinked.. looking perhaps a little shocked-.. Oh ..wow.. really?.. -her fingers curled around yours-.. I mean.. if this is what you want.. then I will be behind you every single step of the way.. -she tilted her head-.. but are you certain?.. does he understand what it means to marry one of us?.. is this what you are referring to when you say they dont understand.. -it was starting to dawn on her.. like puzzle pieces falling into place- Ahh.. yes..


G: I am certain yes.. I do love your Father dearly.. and have done so since I was very young.. the feelings I have for Nautilous are stil very new.. but incredibly strong.. they were swift and hard.. all encompassing.. but they arent terrifically stable.. Im beginning to see cracks forming.. on both sides..


A: -she sighed-.. well some of that is normal I imagine.. for you arent marrying yourself.. My Father has been away from our kind for as long as I have had life.. so he has missed out on a great deal of teachings and just general living.. Nautilous I cant speak for as I dont know him what so ever.. but if you love them.. then there has to be a way to make it work.. You yourself taught me that much.. I only ever want the best for you, and I honestly believe you deserve Nothing but the best.. You have worked so hard to get to where you are today.. We all need to bend a little sometimes i think.. but.. that goes both ways.. -she sat up a little-.. If they remain rigid.. let them go.. let them all go.. -she nodded-.. It was you and I for as long as I can remember.. and it can be again if it needs to be.. I will always be in your corner Mother..


G: -she nodded-.. Whilst I do love them both dearly, it appears as if in a short amount of time I have become almost a Mother.. and thats not what I desire.. not with them. I dont want to spend my life correcting them.. its not fair on them or me.. I get that there will be hurdles to overcome.. trials and there will be mistakes made .. but where does one draw the line?


A: Its one of those questions that just cant be answered.. Only you will know where that line is. Have you spoken to them about this? -she questioned-


G: -she shook her head-.. no, I have not.. at least not yet.. I havent had the chance.. seems one thing after another crops up as interruptions and then things become.. misunderstood. There has been more miscommunication between the three of us in the last few days then I feel I have ever had.. and that even includes Valkryn.. -she screwed up her face-


A: Well .. I guess its expected.. the dynamic is different.. you have two now.. and I imagine them to be quite different..


G: You're right.. yes.. they are very different to one another.. -she exhaled.. slowly moving to stand as she reached up to run her fingers back through her hair-.. Thaylan has held my heart in his hands for the longest time.. growing up my eyes were only for him.. we were the closest friends.. in hindsight.. -she slid her hands down about her middle.. crossing her stomach-.. I think we are both trying to move from where we left off.. trying to pick it up.. when the time between then and now is quite vast.. and naturally change has occured.. possibly more so on his side than mine.. but thats no fault of his.. thats simple how it had to be.. -her right hand rose as she slid it across her shoulder.. rubbing against the back of her neck-.. Nautilous was unexpected.. entirely so.. it started out so incredibly innocently.. and it just exploded.. i think it shocked us both with its sheer intensity.. -the corners of her lips curled a little- I need him at my side.. its not even just a simple matter of wanting.. its ..a need..


A: -she watched as you moved around the room.. she listened silently.. -.. You love them both.. dearly.. I can feel it.. in your words.. in the concern you have for this.. It would have been so easy to just say to hell with it.. and walk away.. but no.. you needed to talk it out.. you needed to find a solution.. You need them both.. -she slowly moved to stand-.. I havent seen you smile this much ever.. even as frustrated and unsure as you are right here.. right now.. its still there.. and its beautiful..


G: -she laughed a little and shook her head-.. when did you get so wise mm? -she questioned.. letting her arms fall back to her sides-.. Im worried Anya.. Im really just worried.. Ive always had a stronger hold on my life.. on whats happening.. I thrive from the control of it.. but right now.. it could all come crashing down at any moment.. it could all fail.. Thaylan is so much stronger than he used to be.. he demands more.. Nautilous is a young dominant male.. Theyve taken my power from me once already.. with the misguided thoughts that I would enjoy it.. which I certainly did not.. what if this is what they want.. what if they are both after more than I am willing to give..


A: There is a lot of what ifs in there.. what if it all works out?.. what if you find a way to get them both to realise the kind of woman you are.. and what you expect.. -her hands rose to rest upon your shoulders-.. and what if it does fail.. we will just be back where we started.. You and me.. and Ill always be there.. ready and willing to back you unconditionally.. and if those two dare to hurt you again.. I will make them wish they didn't.. I hold no reserves on killing Nautilous and excommunicating Thaylan.. it would be an honour death.. for dishonouring you.. the Matron.. the Mother.. No one dishonours her.. for She is above us all.. and if her foundation shakes.. we all despair..


G -she reached in for another embrace.. the two of them just held in a warm familiar hug.. two peas in a pod.. two incredibly strong women not allowing weakness to weasel its way in..for when ones walls began to crumble or loose strength.. the other would come in and offer its support.. building it right back up again.. forever they would lean on one another.. - Thankyou Anya.. I honestly dont know what I would do without you..-the two of them would settle into that small room.. to talk.. to catch up.. to go into finer details about what had happened.. what went wrong.. and possible ways to correct it in the future.. if there was one-

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[BadInfluence]

He wasn’t an idiot as he caught that look. He suddenly had a skittering of fear race up his back like a thousand tiny ice spiders biting him all at once before vanishing and leaving him quaking… He had crossed a line… Hard… And while his question was innocent it appeared to have done some monumental damage but words are much like an arrow, once they are loosed they can not be drawn back, and he had to face the consequences head on. “Then tell me which rules my sweet spider? Your laws and the laws of the land might differ and I will not know it for lack of knowledge. I meant no offence though I can tell from that look alone I have wounded you deeply when I wish for anything but…” Smooth move Thaylan, he thought to himself, he was struggling in some aspects between his life as a Harlequin which was to always seek the truth and knowledge… And the Drow Male who was only to ask questions of the world but NEVER his Matron. He was going to have plenty of hiccups like this too, and he wasn’t sure if she would be able to understand that, if she could see that he was trying to shift gears so to speak… He was like a clock that needed to have cogs replaced and that was not a job that could be done overnight, the inner mechanisms of his gears and cogs were complex and incredibly fine… He was doing the best he could while balancing his job as her Patron and her brother… But perhaps it wasn’t enough for her? Perhaps she needed more? “I can only say I am sorry… I do not mean to push you Gia… I know you are bending as best you can and this is not something you have ever had to do in your life… A Matron does not bent for anyone but Lloth and you’ve done so much for us foolish males…” But how could they all come to a middle ground? How could she make her wants and needs known clearly? How could they follow them? As a Harlequin you’re given a book for training, full of the stories and the dances, the plays you are meant to perform. You then practice them till you bleed all over, until every muscle in your body has torn at least once, until your bones are incredibly thick from all the stress fractures they suffer…



“If…I might be so bold… If you could perhaps write down some core rules that you will never bend on… That could go a very long way for us… Nautilous has never lived in a Drow society and I have been gone half my life and a majority of the rules were never driven into me…” Cogs were slipping… Things weren’t meshing on all fronts. Nautilous was like a spring, he was a cog, and Gia was the watch face… They moved everything so she could perform optimally but right now things were a mess and the clock face was having to pick up the slack which was making it run either fast or slow… Something needed to be done without a doubt. He only hoped it could be done before any more damage was incurred… As it stood? The tally was sitting quite a bit higher than he wanted to ever see. They spoke on Nautilous and he was sure that the man would never ever shame Gia, especially not intentionally but her words were right, at least in part… “We are all a bit lost… All but you Gia… You’re like a light at the middle of a maze and we still have to find our way through it to get to you properly… And I fear all we do right now is frustrate you at our lack of progress…” The conversation slipped into something lighter, a bit sweeter, a touch hotter… Something that made him laugh quietly into her lap. “Oh far too many to count… But I think the rush was rather incredible… If I recall, and correct me if I am wrong… But you tended to climax quite a bit harder and hotter when you knew we were almost found out…” It certainly had never stopped them in the act! If anything it made it more wild and creative. Her promise to remind him of their younger days with leather and venom made him deliciously hard in her lap, a deep groan of pleasure as he wrapped his arms around her tightly, hunger assailing him. “I’ll make sure to wear almond oil for you… It makes the pores open up so every drop of poison and ever strike of the whip takes double effect…”



When Jacob and Rose had stumbled in he was literally at his breaking point, he was already erect at the promises Gia was making to him but then finding those two literally fucking right in front of them, it was all too much to take. He nudged Gia’s robe aside and made sure she enjoyed herself before she had given him permission to join the two in the bed, she did adore to watch him after all and why not enjoy it, honestly? He slipped into the bed like a thief in the night before he took everything he wanted from the young couple, the filthy mouthed whore and the brutality craving doctor, such kinky things under such innocent wrappings! He thoroughly enjoyed it but it came at a price with those witch elf pheromones soaking into his skin with each climax they had until he was higher than a fucking kite, even Sydel had never been able to get him this badly and they had fought for years together in her life, having it poured on his skin like this was insanely bad… To the point that he couldn’t stop himself from savaging the two of them until they had both fainted from intense climaxes, pulling out of Jacob and jerking off all over the two of them until they were covered in white pearly strands… And he still wasn’t done. He was on fire as he approached Gia but before he got to act out his needs she had him dropped like a rock… He hit the ground hard under that dust and he didn’t stir no matter how he was moved or placed…



It was some hours later before the dust wore off and he woke up well rested but aching all over in such a way as he hadn’t since he was a youth training as a Harlequin. He groaned and gasped as he pushed himself up and off of the bed, his head spinning from dehydration as he had spent more than a bit of fluids in that fuck fest earlier, reaching for the pitcher of water and just downing the whole thing straight before his body would put it to work… He needed more than just that though as he got up and pushed himself to walk, out the door and into the main area with the place incredibly quiet he figured everyone was sleeping, helping himself to the several pitchers of water and tea before he felt like his veins weren’t going to collapse… He found some fruit as well and just began to eat as he let everything process, a slick grin on his face as he recalled the pleasure of that bedroom, wondering if there wasn’t something there… After all that sort of easy sexual chemistry was rare. They all scratched each others itch after all and he might talk to them about a more… Regular invitation to each others bedroom. Romantic interest he had none this was simply for the sake of pleasure and nothing else.



It was with those thoughts he caught the call from Nautilous, the mind link they held was something he himself had established when it became clear that Nautilous no longer had magic of his own, to be used in emergencies when the other party needed to be portaled somewhere else… And given where this call was coming from? Had both brows raised as he quickly stood up and rushed to throw on a robe, fuck getting dressed there wasn’t time for that, porting down into Menzoberranzan and what lay before him was nothing short of a slaughter so extreme that even he, as a drow? Found it too difficult to look at it straight on… The smell alone was enough to make him want to part friendships with the fruit in his stomach and at the edge of it all? Was Nautilous who was covered in blood, entrails, organs and brain matter… Like he had just dove into the middle of the carnage and rolled around for a while. He was wearing one of his masks and pretty cut up, a few of them were rather deep but nothing that would kill him, not unless they got infected. He would take several steps forward towards him before opening the portal, watching as he bent down to retrieve not one head but two, elaborate and beautiful crowns sat atop faces trapped in expressions of pure terror and fear.



He knew then what had happened and he was pissed. He held his hand and his tongue, instead he just pulled them through to the Surface once more, taking the heads from him and setting them before Gia’s room where she was currently at… From there? He would lead Nautilous to the smaller bathroom and shove him into the shower and help him wash up, knowing that the Doctors were going to have to be involved but he knew they had to be in as rough shape as he was, so until then? He sat down with a medical kit, needle and thread as he began to patch up the deepest of cuts, binding the others with ointment and wrappings. While h worked he filled Nautilous in on everything that he now had a much clearer picture of and how the two of them were tap dancing on thin, rotten ice and they had better step up to plate double time or they’d both be cast off for being too much trouble, the look in his lovers eyes? Told him that he wasn’t the only one aware of that possible outcome and the shame that followed it… “Gia is in the small study with Anya right now, I’ve left your heads there for her to see when she is done, but it’s best we give her any space she wants right now. Don’t fall asleep either because she has questions for you and she will expect answers.”