Thirty Years Later, A Fresh Start-

[BadInfluence]

The world was Beautiful…



Not just because it was Arvandor, it went way beyond the fact that they lived in a place called Heaven itself in the elvish tongue, no it was the fact that for once it had all finally slid into place. The gears caught, locked, began to spin like they were always meant to before people on both sides of the fence had stolen pieces and kept it all from working as it was meant to. Ace, Nautilous, Caela… They were all gone, no longer in Arvandor and another was dead, never to bother them again. They were free, he and his sweetest love, the world had done for them what it so rarely ever did… It had given them a second chance… They were older now, wiser, life had seasoned them and beat some hard lessons into their flesh but because of that they were much wiser now… More appreciative of what they had, more understanding of faults and struggles, of the short comings and the struggles… They didn’t hide things from each other, they instead leaned on each other when the times were tough, when the struggles were too much to bear on their own. He held her up as much as she did him, he trusted her to catch him when the need for drugs and other vices began to chew on his insides, and she leaned on him when the heartbreak of the past came up and shook her to her core… They both had issues sure but they also had a lot of strength, time, and love in which to help each other through them. They knew they’d never fully exorcise their demons, these ghosts were here to stay, but together they banished them to dark corners where they were getting less and less frequently noticed… Some days were harder than others, some days they made great strides, others they struggled to get through a day… But at the end? They were together, close and in love, never missing a night together… Every kiss… Every whispered word of love… Every passionate embrace was entirely, wholly together, in the moment and the world was nothing more than each other…



One of the biggest things he had done had been to retire from the Moonlight Tryst, he loved his Goddess yes but he wanted to be home now, he never again wanted to risk his own happiness by helping someone else find theirs. He was done being selfless, he’d done it for thirty years, he deserved some time to be wholly and greedily selfish and he was… Oh he WAS. He refused to waste a moment of his days anymore, he made use of every moment of them and many, oh so many he spent with her. They weren’t clinging to each other no but they were never far either, they had properties side by side in town and both had plans for them, big ones… The first order of business? Was getting the shops in order. Over the last few weeks they’d been busy non-stop, gutting both buildings and for Sydel’s they’d even torn down several walls, leaving only one or two of the original but because of that? The place was more glass than wall, plans of every kind and in every state of existence were in those walls, dried and living… Made into lotions and potions… Teas and tinctures… Candles, soap cakes, shampoos and body oils were all over and displayed in such a way that it was breathtaking just to walk in the door. It was gorgeous without a single doubt in his mind and this? Was just the beginning… The start… She wanted to add onto it and they’d be tackling that soon enough but for right now? It was getting close to the grand opening and more than a few people were eagerly awaiting the day to buy from the fames potion mistress…



His store? Was still in need of work. They’d focused on hers first because it was her dream and he wanted nothing more at the time than to see it become a reality. Today however he was in his own area, sitting on the large hard wood counter with his legs crossed, a bundle of perfectly straight sticks on one side of him, on the other were arrowheads, sinew and feathers. He had decided to become a bow master, he’d made many in his times as a ranger and he knew how wood worked inside and out, his own natural affinity as a wood elf lent itself incredibly well to this chosen profession and indeed he was a natural… Already having a back stock of orders to tend to when business started… But for right now? He had to fletch a good four hundred arrows just to be able to make sure he had enough for the opening day and he’d need to do a hundred a day, every day, just to be sure he didn’t run out when in need. It was spring now, light hunting happened now and then but mostly fishing by bow, but come this fall and winter? His wears would be in high demand and he held himself to an incredibly high standard of work…



But because of that his store was filthy… Leaves and spiderwebs clung to the floor and roof like forgotten Halloween decorations. The windows? Filthy, still covered in grime and grit, old oil from forging and the rank scent of old nicotine stains… There were dead mice in some of the corners and owl pellets on the stairs, birds nesting in the rafters and more than a few squirrels in the attic, but none of that he saw… None of it he tended to… Purely focused on his arrow making lest he make a mistake and cause it to fly poorly. A bow shop was only as good as it’s wears and if his bows were weak or his arrows flew crooked he’d never make any income and his name in general would go down hill faster than a stone down a mountain. He’d been as this since dawn too, sharing a light breakfast with his love before heading out to get this done, scratching at his nose which he had no idea wore a long black streak of tar on it from sealing the tendons bare handed. Indeed, he had marks of tar all over his face from scratching because the dust and dirt were so thick in here, yet still he worked on almost tirelessly… Only glancing up to catch the clock and make sure he didn’t miss lunch with his sweet betrothed.

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it was different..so different in fact that there was no real way to describe what was happening.. becoming re-acquainted.. .relearning everything.. even down to such simple things like being in the same space as someone you once knew quite well.. so whilst on one hand it was familiar.. it was still so very new on the other.. some days were better than others..some were downright horrible.. some they coasted.. and some were highlights.. his patience with her was Honorable.. and she thanked him for it.. often.. even when he argued the point that it wasn't necessary.. she felt it was.. the shops in town side by side took up a great amount of their days.. their spare time.. if you could call it that.. neither of them had duties so to speak anymore.. he had left his moonlight tryst and she turned her back on Paramour duties.. she wanted nothing to do with that temple.. nothing to do with those records that had caused her nothing but grief.. Nothing to do with a goddess that purported to be all about love and yet seemed to cause nothing but pain.. so she spent her time in that shopfront.. turning it into something completely different.. completely new... Untouched by those that had caused her issue.. new glass.. new walls.. new tables.. it didn't look anything like its predecessor.. she knew he had been spending a great deal more time on her dream than his own.. and whilst she was grateful for it.. she knew he needed help too.. he needed assistance.. so once a few more potted plants were slid onto their respective shelves.. crystals hung from fishing line to glisten and sparkle as the sunlight hit them through the windows.. she closed the back door.. and made her way across to him..

her hand pressed to the murky glass..peering inside.. spotting him sitting there cross legged on the counter.. fingers steadily working on the thin wooden sticks.. she tilted her head.. glancing around as best she could given the limited vision that window was giving her.. she pushed the door open.. slipping inside.. waving her hands from left to right to stop from walking through the many cobwebs that were hanging low in areas that had minimal traffic-.. How is it all going?.. -she questioned.. wiping her hands down against the side of her skirt.. removing the sticky web-.. I was going to bring lunch over.. and have it with you here.. but we would likely get sick.. -she gave him a look with a chuckle-.. You should have sung out.. I would have come and helped you.. -moving to approach him.. fingers came down to rest upon his.. pausing his talented work for just a moment-.. You keep going with this.. Ill tidy this place up.. I wont take no for an answer.. so dont even try it.. -she reached up to brush a small cotton cloth across his nose.. removing the remnants of the tar that had coloured his skin.. before she would lean up on her toes to press her lips to that very same spot.. - when are you planning on opening?.. -she would question as she stepped out to the back.. hunting around for a broom at least.. brush and shovel.. some water.. a bucket.. there was a lot to be done.. but realistically it wouldn't take that long if she worked from top to bottom.. she made her way up the stairs.. reaching back to pull her hair in a ponytail.. away from her face as she used the end of the broom to nudge open the man hole cover.. before she would pull herself up in through it.. legs dangling for a moment before she was up in the ceiling cavity.. dust was layered on everything.. nests were removed.. squirrels had to go.. ushering them out through the now opened window.. making sure to only place her weight on the wooden beams .. the way the critters seemed to get in though was through an open hatch. she locked it all down.. every window.. every shutter.. a misplaced roof tile.. a bit of sweeping.. some old news papers were tossed down to the lower level.. before she slipped back down to the stairs..

recovering the manhole.. it would take some time.. sweeping the stairs.. removing nests that were dotted everwhere from birds that had long since called this place home.. she ended up coated in dust herself.. a sneeze or two..possibly three.. before the upper levels..spiderwebs, nets and critters were out.. evicted.. gone.. all that was left was the dusting of shelves and tables.. the wiping down of walls and windows.. and then of course the polishing of floorboards.. few hours spent.. - think you can pull yourself away from your work for maybe half an hour.. have something to eat?. -she'd tilt her head. glancing toward him before she made her way through to the back room.. running the water as she soaped up her dusty fingers and forearms..cleaning away the grit and grime...even going so far as to using a cloth to rub across her face.. she was sure there was dust up her nose.. -.. the bakery organised a basket.. -she nodded as she moved back into the front of the store.. -.. I helped them out with a few things earlier.. plants and the like..ill go grab it.. if you want to meet me out back?.. the grassy area.. near the trees.. -she lingered a moment.. peering out the incredibly dirty windows.. before she slipped out through the front door.. looking every bit like she'd been cleaning .. dirty knees.. dusty handprints upon her clothing.. she collected the basket.. offering thanks in return.. before she would move back toward the shops.. down along that brick side alley.. before it would lead her out behind the village proper.. a grassy flat.. tables dotted here and there.. thick trunked trees.. it was nice warm day.. -.. ive been thinking.. -she spoke as she placed the basket down before him-.. in the downtime.. when things slow.. quieten to the point where we could perhaps hire someone to stand in.. I want to go away.. -she nodded.. -.. away from here.. I dont know where.. just.. anywhere..not for forever.. just.. trips away..what do you think?

[BadInfluence]

Nothing worth doing was ever going to be easy, and that went with everything from hunting to relationships, theirs was no different than the trials of many others he was sure. They had a lot of catching up to do, a lot of relearning too, things that they had developed over the years they were apart… Some habits were kicked, others sort of lingered on despite their best efforts, like her fear he was going to leave her and his the opioid use. Even so they had one hard and fast rule, they never, ever judged each other. They had both become these creatures out of the life they had lead, both together and apart, there was much adjusting to be done on both parts but so far? It had been good… Really good. They always spent the night together, curled up in her bed with nothing more than each other and the moon, though they didn’t always wake up that way… She was… Shall we say…. Insatiable? He could honestly get on his hands and knees and kiss the feet of the Paramor who had given him that book, without it he would be utterly lost he swore it, but thanks to all the lessons and self teaching? He could keep up with her and ooooh did they ever keep up… Morning… Noon… Night… Sometimes she didn’t even let him get through breakfast without pouncing him and by all the Gods he was one insanely happy man! She was beautiful, witty, loving and real… She wasn’t perfect and he didn’t want her to be. She was everything he ever dreamed of and more AND she was this white hot little fire cracker of sexual need. Seriously? His life was beautiful… Perfect…

Except for the times she cried…

She thought he didn’t know, that he was asleep and didn’t hear her but he did, he knew why she cried too and it was the only reason he never spoke… He would just roll over and hold her supposedly in her sleep, offering her silent, judgeless comfort and security…

It was part of the reason he threw into her place as much as he did, letting her make all the choices, only putting in his own input and thoughts now and then but the final decisions were all hers. They worked hard together, blood sweat and tears had spilled in that place but it was a completely new space at the end of the day, nothing to linger or remind her of what had once happened there. Now? It was her dream given bone and plaster, fleshed out with her imagination and colored by her own hand, a haven to all green things and anything that was beautiful. His own space in turn he had left to it’s own devices, primarily all he did when he had the time to spare was gather materials and make tallies, his head was solid for numbers and he knew how to balance the books. He was in turn teaching her too bit by bit, showing her how to balance the tally at the end of the day by using bursts of short numbers so that she wouldn’t get overwhelmed, and once they got into the triple digits he’d take over and show her how to work it out on an abacus. She was learning really well too, only now and then did she make a mistake, something easily correctable and even then it wasn’t a large number. He felt confident that given a couple more months she’d be more than proficient enough to run the shop and the books all on her own without error.

When the bell over the door chimed he looked up with a smile on his face the moment he saw her, his hands stilling in his lap as he instantly put them all to the side, she was always going to be his first priority. “Pretty good so far. I finally got the sinew in from the butcher so I can get the arrows put together. The bows come next as a lot of their bodies are currently curing so they have the right snap to them. How about yours?” He asked as she came in, waving her hand before her and that was probably the first time he realized the place was a but run down, his cheeks pinking up just a bit as he scratched the back of his head. “Uuuuh… I didn’t really notice it actually… I only really came in to stockpile… Todays the first day of actual work and I guess I lost myself in my focus.” When he was in the zone? He was literally in the zone and she could attest to that given he often had her begging him to stop, to show mercy when he was between her thighs, he utterly adored to push her past her limits and then some. “I honestly didn’t think to ask.” He said with a warm chuckle and a shrug of his shoulders. He really did lose track of a lot of stuff when he was focusing. Her offer to help though? Especially while he was working? If she thought he’d stop her she was at the wrong tree for sure. “Thank you my little billy button. Just wear something over your face ok? This place is dusty beyond reason and I don’t want you getting a sinus cold ok?” Outside of that? He’d tell her where the cleaning supplies were and let her go her thing while he worked. She caught him a bit off guard when she wiped the tar off his nose, blinking a bit before smiling quite sheepishly at her, that kiss only made him blush but oh did he ever fall ever deeper in love with her on a daily basis.

Planned on opening? “In the fall when the hunting begins. There’s no real need for it in the summer right now but when fall rolls around I expect I’ll sell out fast, the deer have had a good year and are over populated so we can hunt more than normal, there will be a lot of feasting this winter.” The deer had been multiplying extraordinarily well with the excess vegetation that had come in earlier this year, because of that they’d multiplied like rabbits, and don’t even get him started on the rabbit population this year either. He would be in high demand so chances were he’d have a great year himself. Plus the benefit of his business was that he’d only ever be in a rush during the late summer so the rest of the year he could spend extra time with her and her shop or perhaps little vacations… Which ever it was. His attention was back to his work, glancing up only occasionally to make sure she was doing ok, otherwise she let her handle herself. She was smart, tough, resourceful. The last thing she needed was him being a worry wart or getting in the way. Each time she sneezed he told her to make a wish and before they knew it a couple of hours had passed before she mentioned going to eat, setting his work aside with a nod and sliding off the counter easily, wiping his hands off on his pants and following her, handing her a cloth so she could wipe her face down too before ducking in to kiss the side of her neck playfully. “Thank you for that, you saved me a big chunk of time, I owe you one.” It was his turn to wash up and that was when he realized he had a large blotch of tar on his shirt, making a bit of a face before he just pulled his shirt off, leaving him in low hanging pants and his boots. He dunked his head under the water and gave himself a good bit of a scrub to get out all the dust and such before he’d toss his hair back with a shake. “The bakery huh? That sounds great. I’ll meet you there I just want to see if I can’t find a shirt.” He said as she headed out but not before he gave her ass a swat and a wolf whistle.

Going about the store and trying to find a shirt he was a bit out of luck and simply headed out without one, the weather was nice and warm and the grass was soft. Over his arm he had a rug for them to lay out on, figuring they could both do with a bit of sun today, being cooped up working and the like. She came to him then and settled down on the rug with him as she mentioned that she wanted to head out during the off season so to speak, his head tilting to the side as he listened to her, giving her his full attention. “I think that’s a great idea… Arvandor is nice, it’s home but that doesn’t mean it’s the only place we should be… We’re still plenty young but we’ve not been given the chance to do a whole lot with our lives.” She had hers stolen from her and he had only lived half a life when she had left. Then they were both pretty much puppets to his brother just doing what ever he thought was best without much heed to their own desires… “Is there anywhere you want to go? A realm or something? I started to read up on the surface and there is a city I want to go to someday with you… Paris, it’s called, in a place named France… But apparently it’s all about romance and living in excess… Sounds creative…” He said as he’d wait for her to open up the basket and show him what goodies had been packed.

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She was grateful, truly and honestly for everything he did.. and didn't do.. for her.. the simple fact that he stood by her when she made each and every decision meant the world to her.. it didn't matter how flustered she got.. or if she got so incredibly close to giving in.. he just waited.. and she pushed through.. and inside she was better for it.. piece by piece he was helping her build a solid foundation.. one that had been on shaky ground for decades.. she honestly had no idea that he knew she cried.. that sometimes in the middle of the night it would all just resurface like bubbles.. and she'd break.. it was probably a good thing that she didn't know.. for if she were honest with herself she wasn't sure how she would take it.. idle thoughts would catch her every so often.. wondering if it would get better.. like.. would she just one day not be caught in this cycle..would it get easier over time.. duller.. become that little bit more numb.. or was it one of those forever things..it took a lot of energy to keep that connection with Nautilous closed.. to keep it filled with nothing but static... meaning that most days she needed an afternoon nap. or she'd be found asleep at her desk/counter..it wasn't as though she kept it from him.. he knew almost everything.. possibly more than she realised.. but she wouldn't allow it to creep through in the daytime.. it wasn't fair on him...and the fear of things getting stunted was real for her..

so she kept busy.. and he kept her busy.. focused minds rarely wandered.. though really they were never idle.. the two of them.. their bedroom habits were incredibly healthy.. if not skin to a couple caught in a honeymoon phase.. when she knew he hadn't really slept with Sybelle much she worried her own appetites might be too much for him.. but no.. Oh.no no.. she soon learnt the opposite was the case.. he not only kept up with her.. he surpassed her on many occasions...it was not unheard of for her to cry mercy on occasion when she felt she were about to pass out.. they were matched perfectly.. he spoiled her for attention.. and she in turn made sure he was incredibly well looked after.. it took her some time to get used to things .. to spark memories of things like baking.. and cooking.. things she did when she was much younger...but over time.. feeling it out.. it came back.. trial and error and more than a handful of mistakes ..but she got there.. her house though was well.. a little on the cramped side.. it was made for one.. not two.. and whilst she loved curling up to him in that bed.. it meant that for the most part they were practically on top of one another all the time.. it gave her food for thought.. something for the future perhaps.. especially if they were lucky enough to have children enter their family.. she had entered his little shop...the one that was nestled in beside her own...her hands waving a little around to capture low hanging webs that had gathered around the door.. a quiet chuckle sounding as he spoke about losing himself in the focus.. -.. its an easy thing to do.. not necessarily a bad thing.. -she nodded a little.. glancing around at just how much work had to be done.. a substantial amount no less.. she offered to help.. so he could continue working on his arrows-.. Id be happy to help.. of course..-she had a coloured scarf which she pulled up to cover her mouth.. her nose as she went about tidying up above the roof.. ridding the shop of critters and webs.. dust and old papers.. they spoke about shop openings.. and winter feasting.. it was all very amicable.. before it would be time to eat..

a light lunch.. she had helped out the people in the bakery with some potions.. and they offered her a lunch basket in return... she removed the scarf and took the cloth he offered with a gracious smile.. wiping down her cheeks.. the dust removing to reveal the pale skin beneath it.. she jumped a little and laughed when he kissed the side of her neck.. reaching around with soft fingers to curl against the side of his cheek as he leant in close-.. you dont owe me anything.. ever. -she leant back.. a quick little peck to the side of his jaw as he headed off to clean up.. she watched as he removed his shirt.. leaving his upper body bare.. and a comment about looking for a shirt as he dunked his head under the running faucet.. he would have felt her nails walking up along his spine.. -..You dont have to.. I mean.. remember those tan lines were an issue.. -it was a bit cheeky.. and he soon got her back with that swat to her ass which made her jump a little.. before she slipped out onto the street.. letting the door close behind her.. the basket rested hooked over her arm as she wandered through the side ally ..appearing out the back.. sinking down to sit there upon the rug as she mentioned wanting to spend some time away.. opening the lid on the basket..-. mm.. no.. Ive seen a little.. here and there but.. not really that much.. I wouldn't even know where to begin.. -she drew the corner of her lip inward.. chewing lightly upon it as she pulled the sandwiches out.. there was a bit of a variety in there.. meats and salads contained within fresh rolls...some sweet cake looking pastries... a bottle of a fruit bubbly wine.. something light since it was only the middle of the day.. -.. I know of some places I dont want to go.. -she nodded...peeling back the paper on her bread roll.. tearing off a corner of it as she slipped it between her lips-.. but other than that.. no I really am not sure..

-she tilted her head.. glancing over to him when he mentioned wanting to go some place called Paris?.. and that it was in a place called France.. romance and living in excess.. - Ive not heard of it no.. -she smiled.. chuckling a little..-.. but then again theres a lot I havent heard of I am certain.. is it a surface place?.. with Humans and the like?..-she stretched her legs out before her.. sliding off those tan coloured flats so she could feel the soft grass against her ankles-.. In my experience Humans dont do romance all that well.. lots of drama.. and yelling.. and smashing of plates.. -it was always entertaining to watch Humans making a mess of their lives.. and how much of it was such a waste.. -.. But Id love to go.. anywhere you want to go.. somewhere new.. somewhere away from here.. when things slow down.. I'm positive Vivian will step in for me.. she's offered to help.. along with a few others in her circle of friends.. -That was one thing that made if difficult.. since their groups had been severed.. she was a little isolated.. she loved his company.. she loved him.. but she had no one else to talk to.. he could go and speak to those he used to work with.. the guys in his Moonlight tryst gang that used to drag him around to fish smelling whorehouses.. but.. well.. she had burnt a lot of bridges when she was with Nautilous.. Vivian was busy with Aylan.. and she couldn't bring herself to go and see Garafin with the baby.. it was too raw.. and everyone else chose the Other side ..which was a place she was not about to go.. she was grateful for the letters.. every now and then from Jacob.. it was nice to know he was well.. she'd almost become an empty nester.. except it wasn't her children leaving the house.. it was Everyone leaving the house.. -..

I was thinking.. that .. sometime.. in the future we will need a home.. Not my home.. not yours.. but.. ours.. I dont want anything huge.. just somewhere .. where we arent climbing over each other to get to the table.. -she laughed a little.. -.. somewhere thats new.. for us to make memories...-she motioned to the shops behind them-.. kind of like this.. -she took another small piece of the roll then..still eating much like a sparrow.. in small amounts.. but regularly.. which for her was still such a foreign concept..- I love my home.. and I love the memories we have made there.. they have far overwritten what once was.. -Hell the first morning she woke to find him Actually there bode well to cause the drift of the memory of waking to him Not being there that one fateful night- I just want something thats ours.. and I though that.. maybe you might too?

[BadInfluence]

Knowing something was going on and bringing it up were two different things. He knew she was hurting, who in the hell wouldn’t be given her situation, everything that had happened? Her not hurting by it would have been completely impossible, even a high functioning sociopath would have struggled to remain detached, and she was far from someone that far gone. He also knew talking about it wasn’t going to make anything better, it would just be awkward and painful, not something she needed right now. Not something anyone ever needed really. So he just loved her through it, supported her and carried her when she needed it but never once did he attempt to take it away, try to do everything for her. That wasn’t who he was and that was one of the biggest differences between himself and his brother. Nautilous wanted to do everything for everyone in a desperate attempt to be wanted and needed by others, a self-serving habit that had always grated his nerves, it just smacked of falseness and he couldn’t stand it. Himself? He let people do what they could do because it was only through that act that people can be themselves. If you always carry a load for someone they never get to really feel like they’re alive, like they’re doing something, achieving a goal for themselves…

Though on the track her mind was wandering she wasn’t wrong and he was thinking about it himself honestly. Her cottage was sweet but built for one, and a short one at that, most of the time he had to duck or he’d smack himself quite solid on the door frames. It was beautiful being so close to one another, they got to learn all the nuances, the in’s and outs but in doing so? They also might have, at times, felt a bit pinched for space. Even so he didn’t mind it most days, it meant he got to be that much closer to her, to see her rediscover and learn things all over again… Cooking and a bit of sewing, painting and drawing, things that she had once done before living on her own were now coming back to her and it made his heart happy to see all those skills floating back to her. For the moment however his mind was entirely focused on the task at hand, unaware she had come over and yes, he felt quite a bit bashful given the fact that he hadn’t really done a drop of cleaning inside his own shop. Besides the arrows he had been working on the shop name and the sign but that was literally the end of it. Her help? Was a Goddess send and he appreciated it to no end, the two of them delving into their own little worlds once more, she helping him clean and he back to his arrows so he could knock out the first hundred before the day was out.

The hours sped by and by the time she was done cleaning he was done with the batch of arrows he was working on for the day, unable to hide the smile at the clear contrast of pale roses and cream skin and the dirtier hue above, handing her the cloth so she could get a good scrub and actually feel clean rather than just pushing the dirt back into her skin. As she washed though he couldn’t resist that pretty bit of skin on her neck and leaned in to kiss it, laughing at the way she jumped in shock, the laughter quickly following. “I love you so much Sydel.” [/b] He said lovingly, honestly and without any guile, straight forward from the heart. Leaning into her touch he smiled when she said he didn’t owe her anything at all for helping him out and he couldn’t resist a brow rising a bit with a grin on his face that was a bit too naughty to be innocent. “Are you Sure you don’t want something?... I mean it’s been a few weeks since I kept you up all night with my mouth…” A little tease… A delightful little reminder about the trouble they got into nightly before she finished washing up and he had a go at it, dunking his head under it to get it all off before he’d have to strip out of his shirt, the tar stain on the front was pretty large and in such a place that it was just going to spread. Those nails on his back though made him shiver and groan as he had to grip the side of the basin a bit tougher than he normally would have, his leg giving a bit of a quiver as he growled lightly, the grin on his face was only getting more predatory but… Well… She couldn’t see it just yet… “I do… But you sure you want to share my naked body with the rest of Arvandor? You already have a little group of mopey maisies because we’re getting married in a year… Would hate to see it grow…” He teased back before he’d swat her ass as she left and went to go handle the lunch.

Meeting up with her at the little picnic area was sweet and easy and hes, he had foregone the shirt and simply sat there with her in nothing but his pants, relaxed and enjoying the sun on his cocoa hued skin. He did tan beautifully after all, got that beautiful shade of brown that most people envy, never burning just tending to stay that lovely bronze hue. Their talk of her wanting to go away was a new one to him but he had no issues leaving what so ever, these were their businesses and they could open and close them as they saw fit, both of them had a financial nest that could candle the hit without too much damage. “I’ve seen pretty much nothing at all outside of the areas by the gates. I’ve read about a few of the places though and heard a ton from the guys who go out there on their travels.” He mentioned Paris then, this place he had heard about and read about, full of luxury and amazing food… Beauty beyond compare… And known the world over for igniting grand passionate romance and dramatic affairs… It sounded like an incredibly fun place to go see, they’d have fun being tourists and enjoying the food and drink, he’d love to see Sydel have her first glass of wine and see her be adorably drunk… Catching her stretching out he snatched up her feet and began to rub them for her, the least he could do for all the cleaning she had done, listening to her talk and her questions. “Yeah it’s on the surface, I don’t really want to take you to any of the other realms yet, I wouldn’t know where to take you that wasn’t out in the wilds or in orc territory you know?” He said with a laugh and a wink before he’d move from her feet up her legs, just enjoying touching her, how buttery soft her skin was and how incredibly good she smelled. “True they do romance about as well as a rash but that makes it kind of fun right? We can sit in these little places they call café’s and people watch, make up stories about the people we see, hidden intrigues and sordid going ons’…”

“We can go now if you want to… I wont be busy for a couple more months and I think Vivian and Taru would be more than happy to fill in and help out.” While she felt it was too raw he had gone over to check on them often, bringing them fresh deer meat and rabbit, quale and pheasant too when he caught them. A growing family needed fresh food and he liked to help as much as he could, keeping an eye on them so that when ever Sydel was ready, he’d be able to fill her in on it all. And while he was aware of Jacob writing letters to Sydel he also knew Rose was writing to himself, Rose was afraid that if she wrote to Sydel they’d just get turned away, that she’d see it all as a betrayal and hated her… And while he had tried to tell Rose repeatedly that Sydel didn’t see it that way? She had yet to dare write her a letter herself. For now she just kept him up to date on everything, the babies on the way and any new adventures, and he in turn kept her up to date on Sydel and how she was doing. He hoped, once day soon, that at least part of this would be settled… It was a bit like war what had happened, sides had been chosen and things had been divided, but when the smoke clears after every war there comes a time when sides that were once enemies become friends… He was just going to hold out for that time…

After he had given her a nice bit of a rub he tucked into the deserts first, Jacob having gotten his sweet tooth from him he always did love the sugary things, enjoying them with more than a little gusto and a grin on his face as he drank his milk and she her tea. She rocked him a little bit though when she said that she wanted to get a house together… That? Was a HUGE step! His delight showed in the radiant smile on his lips as he set his food aside, dusted his hands off on his pants, and literally pounced her across the rug. Pinning her on her back he made a sound that was a mix between a growl and a purr as he nuzzled into her neck before kissing her there and pulling her in for a tight, soul warming hug. “I think that’s pretty amazing and I want nothing more than to make a new house with you… Someplace where our little family can grow, a couple of rooms for children down the line, a big enough yard for your garden and a fairy village for the little ones…” A stall in the back for a couple of horses and perhaps some sheep and chickens or ducks… A pond definitely for her water plants and for her to swim, he knew she was a water baby down to her soul, she needed something like that to really be at peace… “That is an amazing adventure and I’d love nothing more than to start that with you. Now be good and finish your bread while I get started in on the meatier things, hmm?” And if she thought he meant the lunch meat and sandwiches she was really mistaken right there. His goal was entirely elsewhere as he kept her pinned before lifting her sweet little skirt up her thighs and hooked his thumbs in what ever panties she might have had, tugging them down a bit as he kissed and nibbled along her sweet skin. “I am absolutely starving… Hope you don’t mind if I help myself to the entire serving? I have the worst craving for a bit of sumptuous sydel sweet meats and there’s only one place I can get them…” Looking to her over her skirt he couldn’t help the laughter that shone in his eyes as he moved down a bit lower… Lower still… Teasing her with how slow he went until he was at the apex of her thighs and began to kiss her slowly… Softly… Like the feather blows across the wind it was almost too light to feel… Keeping her on edge as she had to focus to feel where he went next… And once she was really paying attention he’d dive in and slick his tongue from her sweet pink star up to her clit and back again, devouring her sweet little holes and keeping her all nice and wriggly for him… Playing special attention to all those places she loved most before he’d slide his tongue up into her sweet little slit and begin to fuck her with it while his fingers danced over her clit like a master musician with his favorite instrument.

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She had helped him in his store.. tidying it up.. cleaning out the critters and cobwebs.. not having had the chance to get to those windows yet but there would be time.. lunch was calling and a break was needed.. she was grateful for the cloth as she wiped it across her cheeks.. her chin.. cleaning away all the dust and grime that had settled.. the kiss to the side of her neck was sweet but made her squirm a little as he took her by surprise.. the comment about her not needing anything .. but his offer on keeping her up all night with his talented tongue had the corners of her lips curling-.. well .. uh.. maybe we can come to some kind of compromise.. -she laughed a little going back to cleaning her arms.. her hands as he stripped out of his shirt.. his physique was something she enjoyed.. and had.. for as long as she could remember.. he was lean but still holding enough muscle that he was perfectly sculpted.. she couldn't resist walking her nails down his back when he bent over the basin.. feeling the tremble.. the shiver beneath them..-.. Oh they are more than welcome to look.. they can practically salivate over you if it makes them feel any better.. but they cant touch.. -she wagged her finger-.. Your gaggle of admirers grows on the daily .. You might not notice it.. but I certainly do.. I can see them from my shop window.. you probably cant due to the state of the glass.. -she poked at his side-.. but they're often caught peering in.. watching you work.. -she smiled-.. if you happened to offer lessons.. in archery I guarantee your client list would be almost entirely women.. -she shot him a wink.. turning to leave as she went to get their lunch organised.. the bakery wasn't that far away.. just a little up the road.. it still felt weird to be back here.. and her reputation was really not that grand.. whilst Belles might have been.. she was Not Sybelle.. and the general populace knew that.. still she soldiered on.. returning to the area behind the shops.. seeing the rug spread out.. she placed the basket down.. settling down beside him.. they spoke on leaving Arvandor for a while.. trips out here and there.. seeing new things.. she'd not heard of this Paris place he spoke of.. so asked a few questions in reply.. she stretched her legs out.. kicking out those small flats as he reached across.. rubbing into her skin.. she curled her toes.. it felt So nice.. especially after the stair climbing.. -.. Now?.. -she questioned.. when he asked if she wanted to leave pretty much right away.. -.. I mean.. we can sure.. we can go anytime.. I just figured you would have wanted to wait until things quietened down..

-.. hearing that Vivian and Taru had offered to help made her smile a little.. nodding her head.. the biggest issue she had with going back to the Inn was facing that baby.. she couldn't bring herself to do it..it was a part of her.. but still there was that disconnect.. and it was something she wasn't sure she could find a way around it.. a subject change was required as the two of them took items from the basket.. he moving to the sweets.. she the breads.. she mentioned.. the idea of them maybe finding a home.. somewhere new.. for them both.. somewhere to make new memories.. and hopefully at some point a family.. she glanced up to him.. catching sight of that radiant smile developing on his features.. the one that was wholly contagious as her own began to grow.. before he pounced her and she landed down upon the softness of the rug with a laugh.. -.. ill take that as a yes then?.. -she almost squeaked when he pulled her in for a hug.. her arms reached around him.. holding him there.. his embraces recharged her.. they grounded her.. they calmed any and all jagged raw edges.. any voices of doubt that were starting to creep in.. -.. Id really like that too.. -she spoke softly.. her chin resting to his shoulder-.. You'l keep your eyes open?.. see if we can find something.. or should we build?.. -she questioned.. her head falling back to the rug there as she looked up to him.. fingers coming down to rest there upon the rounds of his shoulders.. idly tracing circles across his bare skin.. -.. I guess.. if we build we could get some help.. -her gaze sought out his own.. this was a big step for her.. -.. I mean.. the shops were simple enough for us both.. but.. a structure like a house is a bit more difficult i imagine.. -she took a breath.. her fingers rose from his shoulders to cradle his cheeks.. thumbs gliding along his chin-.. maybe we could ask Garafin.. ?.. -it was almost hesitant.. but it was a small step.. a baby step if you will.. -

or even Jacob.. -she blinked.. leaning up to press her lips to the corner of his.. before he told her to go back to her bread.. whilst he was going to get started on the meatier of things..she did figure he meant what was left in the basket.. afterall there was lunch meat in a couple of those sandwiches.. but he didn't move away from her.. he kept her there.. beneath him.. her brow rose .. a curious look settling on her features before he began to lift up that skirt of hers.. her lips parted as she took a breath when her underwear was tugged down.. she blinked-.. Oh.. uh.. here?.. -she questioned as she felt the heat from his soft lips trailing along her skin.. a slightly shaky exhale sounded as her fingers gripped at the top she wore.. her knees drew up a little.. her toes curled against the soft grass.. her attention shifted.. Oh she knew there were people in their shops on either side of theirs.. their spot of privacy.. was.. well not really private at all.. anyone could wander out at Any point.. it was lunchtime afterall and a beautiful sunny day.. -.. You looking to earn a few more envious eyes on you mm?.. -she gasped when his ghost like kisses found her warm inner thighs.. all thoughts on anyone catching them just melted away as she whined.. he was teasing her.. keeping her on that tight sharp edge.. she had No idea where he was going next before he dove right in.. dragging that tongue on that long slick journey and she stiffened.. her upper body arched as she moaned.. how could anyone possibly be quiet with how fucking talented he was .. -.. You are far to good at that.. -she whined.. glancing down at him every so often..before she would rock her head back against the picnic rug.. he played her like a prized instrument.. his mouth.. lips.. tongue and those fingers.. the combination of all of them.. she was in heaven..she whimpered and moaned.. she trembled against him.. quivered and gripped the rug tightly.. there was no way to avoid the sweet luscious cries that came with her climax as she toppled.. those duo coloured eyes rolled back as she stiffened.. before sagging once more ..a little breathless.. that unmistakable dreamy smile playing about her lips as she bit at the corner of it with her teeth.. -.. wow.. i mean.. -she whispered.. -.. oh damn.. -she laughed a little-.. that felt.. so good.. -she reached for his hand.. her fingers curled around his.. urging him back up to her.. before she clamed his lips.. the kiss was deep..soul stealing.. lips were locked .. -.. Ill go anywhere and everywhere with you.. anytime..

[BadInfluence]

“Compromise huh? Well I think I can look into that… Maybe we’ll talk that over with dinner and dessert?” Said with a smile and a warm laugh of his own. She might be borderline insatiable but she could still blush like a new wife. He wondered more often than not if she realized just how wonderful she was, this adorable little package of rough and tumble parts padded with the warmest of cotton, one of a kind and she made him feel like he was the King of the World. She didn’t see herself as all that great though, that was probably his one sadness that caught him at the most random times through the day, the knowledge that she was now complete… Whole… And with that? Came the bitterness and regret of actions made in her past, things she had to do to survive, things that had become a part of her yet out of her control… He knew it hurt her but he also had every faith that as time went on? She’d get better, people would see it and understand too, and if they didn’t? He’d make sure they did. She was trying SO hard, every day she was rediscovering herself, how many people in Arvandor could say they had to do so much work? And the reason she had to do all that work? Was because so many people had turned a blind eye to what had happened in her youth. In his mind? They were in no position to hold her accountable for things that they could have prevented… And that included himself and his own fair share of the guilt for never realizing what was going on…

After she was done helping him clean and his arrows were sorted out they both washed up, he had to ditch the shirt for rags because it was pretty useless at this stage, feeling her walk her nails up his back which made him shiver and have to bite back a moan… His leg twitching as it just felt all too good as she teased about leaving his shirt off, his own comeback of the girls staring a bit too hard, and when she told him he had a group of girls watching him? Oh his face went full deadpan and he groaned a bit as he held the sides of the wash bin. “I know. It’s why I didn’t bother to clean the place much and just focused on other things. If I kept it dirty they were less likely to come in. You’d think this wouldn’t be happening since I’ve lived here my whole life.” He said but he ended up laughing as she poked his side, pulling her in real fast to give her forehead a kiss before letting her go and get their lunch, watching her with love in his eyes. “The only class I’d offer was to you and we both know you don’t need it!” He said with a smile before he’d gather up his own things, the rug and such to spread out on the grass, the fences around this little business area had him thinking that there was quite a bit of high privacy. A little secret like nook for them to relax in and catch a bite to eat before the day took them where it willed.

Speaking of wanting to leave did spark quite the conversation between them, he refused to let the fear of the surface world control him anymore, there was so much to see and explore that he had never done because of that fear. Now his sweetheart was talking about wanting to leave Arvandor for a little while, take a sort of vacation come adventure rolled into one, something that would more than likely be really good for them both as individuals and a couple. There was no reason for them not to go now though, his busy season wouldn’t pick up till the fall and hers in the winter with the common cold and the like that often went around the elderly and the young, plus the need for herbs in soups and the like that one couldn’t get in the forest as it was covered in snow and all the green were sleeping. Right now? Seemed like pretty close to the perfect time to go in his mind. As she got her food stuffs out he poured them that light summer wine to share, taking out the pastry for himself because he was ever going to have one hell of a sweet tooth. “Yeah, I mean think about it the biggest part for us will be in the fall and winter, right now it’s a way lighter business traffic than it will be later. If we wait we might not get to leave until spring.” Which if she wanted to do that? Then ok, they’d leave in the spring, but he thought given she brought it up that it might be something she wanted to do a little sooner rather than later. Finishing his pastry as they chatted he would give her legs a nice bit of a massage, watching as she nibbled while he spoke, mentioning that Vivian and Taru would be more than happy to come on out and manage her shop while they ran off to the surface for a bit of fun and relaxation.

The mention of going house hunting though, now that made him a good deal happier than she might have expected him to be, pouncing her and giving her one hell of a huge hug in case his words weren’t enough. “More like a hell yes!” And he NEVER cussed so that should tell her that he really was elated, over the moon at the thought of getting a home for them, a place with a bit of room to grow but not too big… There was a lot to go on there, a whole lot of amazing things, choices and options and ideas… He peppered her with kisses and enjoyed her return embrace as they enjoyed the sun and the conversation both in equal measures. “I think building might be the best option honestly. You’re a green thumb and I’m a tinker, we won’t be able to find a place that would fit both of us perfectly, but if we build we can make sure our home has everything we want and need.” Plus this meant more time together, it was something that would have their stamp all over it, not just his or hers… Not the fingerprint of the person who had originally owned and built it… Everything from the smallest nail to the mightiest beam of wood would be their choice and the house would be a representation of them and their life together, both the present and the future, to one day be filled with children of their own bodies or even adopted…

“They take more work, growing them from the ground up, there’s a lot that goes into it yes… Bathrooms are a big one, for instance, plumbing and such are a pretty big part of any house.” He said matter of factly. It was easy to run a pump to a basin for their shops water supply but a shower with hot and cold water? Toilets and bath tubs, kitchen sinks and then the outdoor plumbing for gardens and his workshop? It was indeed a lot to think about and hearing her talking about bringing Garafin into, he knew that had been a little hard for her but it was a good sign, she was pushing herself a bit and that meant she was growing too. “I think Garafin is a great idea… He’d build that Inn of his from scratch from the round up and he knows all the in’s and outs of home construction… And I also happen to know for a fact he misses you, him and Taru both do… I know it feels really lonely when things changed, but you still have plenty of friends here who love you, who still love you and always will.” Garafin would side with Sydel over Naut ANY day of the week, regardless of the situation and anything else because the man had loved her for decades, became her closest friend and staunchest supporter next to himself. Taru who was friends with just about everyone played no sides and took none either, she simply was friendly with those who were friendly to her, and that was probably one of her biggest assets next to her blunt honesty.

Jacob coming up though now that was a BIG step… He caught the kiss to the corner of his mouth and returned her own before he got up and let her get back to her lunch, sparrow like or not if she got too distracted she’d forget entirely until her stomach ached and she was miserable, not something he’d let happen on his watch. “You know… Rose has been writing me asking about you all the time… She asks me to take care of you and keep an eye on you, to keep her up to date on how your doing, mostly because she’s afraid you hate her… She and Jacob are expecting a little family of their own now and she’s been wanting to come and visit you herself she’s just been… Leery… If you want to invite Jacob up I’d love nothing more than to have him around and see how he is doing but if we do… I think Rose should come too, you two were fast friends, you understood each other in a way very few others do… And I think she really needs you… Just an idea…” When he had said his peace though he went back to the task at hand, mentioning wanting to get something a bit meatier, fully intent on eating her out as a little ‘thank you’ for the help… Plus what did she think was going to happen? She knew when ever she gave him the shakes like that he was going to get his at some point in the very near future. “Yes, here, I’m starving… You don’t want me to go hungry, do you?” He’d tease as he peppered her with those ghost like kisses, laughing softly against her skin as she trembled and shivered, his smile easily felt against her thigh. “More like on you love… You need to see what you look like in a mirror as your being pleasured… It’s more erotic than a thousand Khama sutra statues.” And he was sure he wasn’t the only one who thought so either! With that said though he made sure to build her up nice and sweet but he didn’t take too long with it, just enough to get her off and leave her nice and soft, floaty and relaxed.

When she toppled with those sweet heavenly cries he slid those panties right back up and moved up lay on a level with her, his lips curled in a bit of a wet grin as she praised him in her own light headed way, those yummy chemicals tripping through her system like the best sort of drug. He caught that kiss of hers and returned it with his whole heart on his lips, the sun was nothing compared to the light and warmth he felt when he kissed her, wanting to return that utter adoration ten fold back every time they touched. It lasted long and sweet before it slowly ended and her words were the sweetest things honestly, everything about her was his heaven, she was his home and his entire world, his universe and the very cosmos of his soul. “Me too billy button… Let’s go somewhere tonight… Anywhere you like… Maybe that new fancy restaurant in town? We’ll get all dolled up and dance the night away… We haven’t danced together since we were kids…” He said as he leaned in and gave her another short, sweet kiss. “Plus it gives you a reason to go shopping for yourself.” Now that part came out with a laugh because she wasn’t the type who loved to go shopping what so ever but now? Now they were different, she had the money where she could buy a beautiful dress without worrying about managing the rest of her monthly budget, she was loved and adored and all he wanted to do? Was see her smile all the days of her life.

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She had poked him about his long and ever growing list of admirers.. he might not have noticed it.. but she did.. and it was such a weird feeling.. not jealousy so much but.. something just didn't quite sit right in her belly.. she wasn't about to share.. not with anyone.. and that was so new.. in comparison to what they once had.. -.. Maybe they had always been there.. and you just never noticed.. -she chewed upon the corner of her lip a little-.. Maybe Belles just didnt notice.. -she gave a little shrug of her shoulders.. she couldn't be sure.. she really didn't see a lot of him and Sybelle together.. - I will say this though.. you're smiling a lot more.. -she reached up to cradle his cheek with her soft warm hand-.. and that makes you insanely attractive.. -her lids half closed when he kissed her forehead.. before she went to go get their lunch.. -.. Have you forgotten the comment you made to me.. back on the surface?.. -she questioned as she glanced back to him from the front door of the shop-.. I was out in the garden.. You told me my breathing was always off.. so maybe I do need those classes.. -she lingered a moment longer.. that was the night when everything fell apart.. when he tore right into her.. harder than he had ever done before.. and it shook her to her very core.. that was the night of the grand pool soiree.. the night before everything changed..she got that basket of goodies and headed back around to join him in the sunshine.. the grass was soft .. the air had a warmth to it.. it was Such a beautiful day.. they spoke about heading off on a journey.. just the two of them.. anywhere.. and everywhere.. she loved Arvandor.. she did.. but right at this moment she felt a little.. caught.. a little stuck.. and very raw..

he seemed to be just as interested which was wonderful.. and even asked about going right away.. -.. No.. you're right.. I think it makes sense.. we should go now.. or we would have to leave it till next year..-she nodded-.. we could get everything in order and leave in a couple of days.. Ill leave the destination up to you.. surprise me.. -she tilted her head.. offering him a smile before she turned to the basket to pull a few pieces off her bread roll.. the leg and foot rub was nice.. making her toes curl in response.. an idea had popped in her mind about .. maybe making a home.. something bigger for them .. something that was theirs and his response was fucking adorable.. he had her pinned on the rug.. and he actually cursed which was rare!.. she laughed looking up to him there as she curled in close.. embracing him tightly-.. Perfect.. Thankyou.. -she whispered softly.. the kisses.. the touches.. all of it was incredibly sweet.. nodding when he agreed that building would be the better option.. -.. I really arent sure where to start.. but.. im sure we can figure it out together.. there's no huge rush.. I dont mind if it takes a long time.. -her fingers reached to slide along the rounds of his shoulders.. -.. as long as you are there.. -she brought up getting Garafin to help.. and maybe even Jacob.. he however decided to bring up Rose.. and how those two were pretty much a package deal.. she rubbed her lips together as she turned back to her lunch.. picking at it a little.. - She's got Gia.. -she nodded deciding to cut that off right then and there-.. so I think we will stick with Garafin.. maybe some of your Tryst friends could help out with the hard labour.. surely they owe you some from all your help over the years..

-she slid another small piece of bread between her lips.. he went and took her by surprise then though when he slid down between her thighs and he got his fill from something other than what was in the basket.. he was incredibly talented.. she just melted ..her body trembled and shook against him.. unable to be quiet.. he played her.. he knew where to touch.. where to apply that pressure.. before she just shattered.. the fog rolling in .. leaving her soft and floaty.. a dreamy smile roaming about those pale pink lips.. she pulled him to her.. praising that ability that should have been shouted from the roof tops..before they shared a sweet kiss.. the two of them just curled in close.. arms wrapped around one another.. a big ol pocket of love and adoration.. he wanted to go out.. somewhere tonight.. -.. I dont even know whats around anymore.. -she spoke softly in response-.. but we can do that.. just go out and see where the night takes us.. -they hadn't danced since they were little kids.. the one time she thought they did dance.. that one fateful night.. was soon revealed to not be him afterall..a dance she had held in such high regard.. when all she wanted to do was forget it.. -.. I dont know about going shopping.. but.. -she looked up to him.. those duo coloured eyes lingered upon his-.. I have an idea.. if you will indulge me.. -she kissed the tip of his nose-..Think you can Meet me.. tonight.. under the oak.. near the students village.. the one near the small wooden bridge?..

[BadInfluence]

“It doesn’t really matter if there are a lot or a little, I don’t see them because I’ve always had my eyes set on one person, this perfect little elf that I’ve loved for pretty much my whole life… It’s hard to say you notice the grass when you’ve had the most beautiful flower to look at.” It was why he never noticed anyone before, not that he hadn’t had plenty of takers, women who had worn the flowers of desire for him but he never once returned the feelings. He always let them down gently because in the end? How could he ever think about anyone other than her? People spend their whole lives trying to find what he had found as a child, he was never going to see anyone but her, he had on the worlds most refined blinders because everyone else? They were just mannequins in windows, monotone characters in a book, nothing that took his attention or held his interest… They never would… No one would ever compare to her… “It’s hard not to smile, you know that right? I have you beside me every day, your smile is the first thing I see in the day, your voice is the last thing I hear at night… I am living a dream so perfect that I honestly can’t even imagine how it could get better.” Children might never happen for them and that was ok, honestly he was so happy just being with her that children? Would only be an added joy but not something he needed to feel complete. Unlike his brother he wasn’t as one track minded about children, if they came it was beautiful but he wouldn’t push her for them, his joy? Was her. Everything else was just glitter… Beautiful but not exactly necessary.

That comment though… That had him and he paused for a moment. She was right, he had indeed remarked on it there when she was shooting and he was not exactly proud of what he had said, entirely unaware that Nautilous had torn into her just earlier… But all that aside, pushing that heart breaking night out of his mind he nodded his head, refusing to let her think about something so dark for too long… Sadness? Anger? Resentment? They had to be felt, to be processed, but that didn’t mean they had to be lingered upon. “I haven’t forgotten no, your breathing is off, by precisely two beats… But that doesn’t mean you’re bad, you could easily outshoot everyone else but me, and we both know you’re fully aware of that.” He said before he’d lean in a bit, catching her eyes with his as he looked at her a bit closer, scanning those gorgeous blue and green orbs. “But you know that makes me wonder… Are you Asking me to teach you? Cause for you? I would easily open classes… But you’d also be the only woman I’d teach… You’re the only woman I ever want to be around.” Which was a fact. He had female friends yes, Vivian and Taru and Anouk, a few of the other ranger’s wives or sisters… But never was anyone anywhere near her level in his heart.

Once out in the clearing they talked about travel and while originally she might have thought it better to wait it out and plan for it, he figured between them the best time to go was sooner rather than later or they’d end up missing a year between it trying to sort it all out. Vivian and Taru could easily help her out with her store right now, Aylan could assist too, and if they did it now? They’d have time to leave and come back long before Taru got big enough to get a little clumsy walking around. “That sounds like a plan there missy, though while you pack mind if I plot away, I might head over to the library and send out a couple letters to see some feedback?” She knew more about the surface world than he did though he knew for a fact there were a lot of really beautiful places there, he just didn’t exactly know where, or what might be best this time of year down there. He had a few people he could write to for information, specifically their son which was going to help him sort a few things out, and from there? It was just a matter of narrowing down the options until he found the perfect place for them.

Homesteading was the next topic and there was no way he could hide just how elated he was, pouncing her down onto the rug because this was something he had always dreamed about, the two of them making a home to grow in… What more could he ask for? Dream of? Nothing! He held nothing back when he expressed his joy and excitement, even the swearing which should have been a clear sign of how elated he was about this, the two of them chattering sweetly about who to ask… And honestly? Garafin was a great step in the right direction, she was opening up, starting to reach out to friends once more… Jacob too which meant the world to him if only because he was their son, even if unfortunately neither of them really got to feel that paternal bond with him, they’d always look out for him and try to keep him safe… But with Jacob came Rose and he had lightly hedged that one in, something small, mentioning the letters but Sydel? Shut that one down hard and fast and he didn’t bring it up again, rather he just gently navigated around the topic, back to something else… “We can find someplace near water, I think’s that’s pretty much going to be the one thing that’s a must, I have to keep my little water lilly happy and with wet toes after all.” Said with a smile as he pulled her in just a little closer, kissing her cheek gently, knowing that inside she might be stinging just a bit. “I can ask some of the guys easily to help out, many of them owe me more than a few favors after all, and you know I just realized… With Taru being pregnant and Jacob being the family doctor we’ll just have him pop up to look after her for a bit… Keep him here for a day or two before we send him back. Our son has a great eye for potential places and I know we’d both benefit from his insight…” Rose could stay down with Gia as her doctor but Jacob wasn’t under quite as strict ‘house arrest’ type situations, and surely Rose wouldn’t begrudge them a few days with keeping Jacob up with the family, do some catching up and help out a little… Let him get some sun before going back down…

Still, just to make sure that she had moved around that little bitter bit of conversation he decided to give her something else to focus on, something a lot sweeter and a bit hotter… Something that was guaranteed to move her mind onto better things… And by the time he was done with her? She was floating on cloud nine and his tongue was heavy with the rich sweet taste of her… An addiction like no other he wanted her pretty much 24/7, it was heavier and harder hitting than any drug he had ever had, something that he couldn’t wrap his head around or get enough of. Sliding her panties back up they cuddled in close, the lunch bin pretty much devoured by that point as they just remained close and soaked up that sun, quiet and satisfied before he’d ask her to go out with him… To go for dinner and dancing if she liked… For her to go out and get herself something pretty… Though her request had him tilting his head a bit… Some habits never really do change do they? She was still his girl, his love, the one who was so rare to go shopping for herself… Even rarer to accept gifts or give her own… Her values lay in other areas. “Anything I should wear or bring?” He’d ask, not going to pry into what she might be planning, if she wanted it to be a surprise then he’d do just that. But he did at least want to make sure he came to the party ready and able to enjoy the time with her.

He'd help her pack up the rest of the basket before he’d lean down to lend her a hand up, letting her gather up the rug as they headed back to his shop, and once there she might realize that he had done something just before leaving… Setting up a sigh between their shops… ‘The Feather and Fern’… It was something that came to him when he thought about their little businesses, side by side and sharing the same yard, entirely different and yet very much was had in common… Hence the name… He hoped she would like it but if not? Then he’d keep the sign to himself as a personal memento and think nothing of it. Rather than let her go to her shop though? He brought her back to his and into the smaller back room, probably the only place that hadn’t needed her cleaning since it was there as a spare bedroom for guests or in case of emergencies… Plain but serviceable… And once in there? He closed the curtains and turned to her, pressing the door closed behind her before he’d lean over her incredibly tiny frame, those sea green eyes sparking fire… Dragging his tongue over his lips as he looked at her as if she were the main course and he was starving… He’d reach down with a free hand and guide her hand to his groin where his cock was rock hard and throbbing… After all he had feasted on her but hadn’t done a thing for himself… “Think you can help me out with this particular piece of wood?...” He’d ask, leaning in a bit more, his breath a warm wash across her skin and his cologne of cirtrus and wood with notes of sea spray teased her senses. “I find it tends to respond far better to your touch than my own… Especially the way you polish it with your lips and tongue…” She had only told him a handful of days ago that she wanted to do things for him in bed too, that she felt bad, a little cheated even that he was always doing it all… Well ifs he wanted to? Now was the time… He’d step away and go to the bed, taking the belt off from his pants and lashing it around his wrists before he’d loop it around the brass framing, laying down on the bed as he waited for her… They both knew he couldn’t really climax without pain and he was eager to see what she might come up with on the fly…

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-she tilted her head.. having brought up the 'talk' they had in the gardens back on the surface.. but more so the comment in passing he had made to her when she was lining up her shots..everything about that trip that was meant to be a celebration..hurt.. she'd been stripped down and dragged through veritable mine fields by both brothers on no less than two occasions..she'd been tormented with one hand.. and berated with the other.. and whilst the memories of it still stung and probably would for quite some time.. she wouldn't allow them to consume her.. he mentioned knowing her breathing was off.. and was all rather precise about it.. her gaze lifted as he leant in a little closer.. she scanned those sea green eyes.. -.. Ill never be as good as you Diovan.. regardless of how often i trained.. -she reached up to tap a finger against his chin-.. but sure.. it's something we could do.. you could teach me.. see if we can get this breathing under control.. sometime in the future.. -she lingered there a moment longer before she slipped out to get their lunch.. settling in the soft lawn in the sunshine soon after.. it was a beautiful day.. and having him for company was really quite wonderful.. they made a decision to head off.. to do a little travelling.. to go and see a bit more of the surface world.. together.. leaving their respective shops to a few friends that were more than willing and able to step in.. -.. Do whatever you feel is necessary.. I trust your judgement.. -she offered a smile as she tore off a few small strips of the bread.. he spoiled her with a warm soft leg rub.. they spoke on building a home.. something they both could share.. his home was not really his own.. and hers was far to small for them both.. so this would be something really quite special..his reaction was perfect and it warmed her to see it.. hell he even swore and that was something he did extremely rarely -.. Oh yes.. it has to be by the water..-her arms reached.. stretching to embrace him.. to hold him a little closer-.. Being in the water feels.. well it feels a lot better.. now.. -her brows drew in a little.. with her body being as cold as it was.. swimming just didn't have the same effect as it did when she was much younger.. but now.. she just felt so at home in that crisp cool embrace.. she nodded when he spoke on getting the guys to help.. she figured they owed him something.. especially after all the work he did for them over the years.. and perhaps a work around to bring their son down.. she knew the bridge between us and them would have to be rebuilt at some stage.. but that was not today and certainly not tomorrow..

he took her by surprise with his next series of moves though.. gliding down between her thighs when he decided she would make a better afternoon snack than what was in the basket.. his talent in such an area was sublime and it took no time at all for her to shatter.. utterly and completely.. leaving her with that soft floaty feeling.. the two of them curling in close.. just enjoying the sunshine and the company.. -.. mm.. no just be there for me.. ill take care of the rest.. you have done more than enough for me.. it's time I did something for you.. -she pressed her lips to his cheek as the two of them moved to head back into his shop.. the empty basket coming to rest there upon the counter.. before she would turn and notice the change.. the shop signage.. her head tilted to the side a touch.. he had named it.. named them.. brought them both together in such a sweet way.. -.. Oh Wow!.. when did you have time to do that?.. -she turned, glancing over her shoulder to him with a smile.. before turning back to look upon the wondrous creation-.. I Love it.. its perfect.. I had been tossing a few names around but nothing would stick.. this though.. yes.. -she nodded-.. Thankyou Diovan.. -it meant the world to her.. something that someone else might take for granted.. or see it as minor.. it was huge for her.. she did go to step into her own shop.. there was still a few things that needed to be done.. though he caught her.. directing her back into his.. a curious look upon her features as he guided her through to the back.. the guest room.. she watched him -.. did you need something?..-she'd question.. glancing around the small room.. he closed the curtains.. darkening the room considerably.. before he turned back to her.. leaning over her.. towering over her as the door behind closed.. she blinked.. looking back up to him.. spotting that fire within his gaze.. he own lips parted and she took a breath when she watched that tongue glide along his.. this was.. different.. new.. and very forward of him.. her fingers curled a little when he reached for her hand.. reaching it over.. he held it against his groin.. her heart seized as she felt that throbbing hardness through the fabric of his slacks..she rubbed her lips together.. -.. like I could ever say no to that.. -the corners of her lips curled.. breathing in deeply as he leant in close enough for her to taste his scent.. his cologne toyed with her senses.. her tongue glided across her teeth when he began to step away from her.. -.. I thought you'd never ask.. -he was hell bent in making sure she was satisfied.. which was no mean feat really considering she was practically insatiable.. but whenever she went to return the favour she was guided away.. it was in no uncertain terms giving her a little bit of a complex.. but here he was.. sliding out of his belt.. fastening his wrists together.. before settling down on the bed.. she watched him for a moment..before reaching down to the waistband of her skirt.. inching it down over the soft rounds of her hips.. revealing inch after inch of pale skin...the tulle like fabric pooling around her ankles.. leaving those long thin legs on display.. she lifted the top.. revealing the flat of her stomach.. the soft red of the underside of the bra she wore.. before she pulled it up over her head.. leaving her there in little more than matching underwear pieces.. contrasting blacks and reds against her almost white skin.. bare feet padded silently over to the bedside as she tugged upon the belt loop.. making sure he was nice and secure.. -.. So really.. with you in this position.. I could do anything..

-she traced a finger down the side of his face.. along his cheek.. that strong jawline.. down along the curve of his neck.. scratching against his shoulders.. along that broad muscular chest.. before she pressed her knees down into the bedding and she straddled his hips.. her palms came down to rest there upon his chest.. before her nails curled in and they dragged down the length of it.. leaving angry red lines in their wake.. she rocked forward.. pressing her hips down to anchor him to the bed.. her lips were warm as she kissed away the sting.. soft heated kisses along that very same trail.. her body shifted.. straddling one of his thighs as she shoved her knee between his.. up hard against the apex of his thighs.. she began to rock against his hardened shaft.. bare knee rubbing against the fabric.. teasing him.. though she knew he needed more.. he had a switch that had to be flicked.. he had a need that had to be met.. it wouldn't matter how talented she was..if that switch wasn't turned.. he wouldn't climax..she drew back.. reaching to unbutton those slacks.. drawing down the zipper as she peeled the fabric down his thighs.. letting it get caught around his ankles.. before she would slide back into the spot between.. forcing his thighs to part a little wider to accommodate.. he would feel her hair as it tickled along his lower stomach.. leaning over as she was.. pressing warm lips to the spot just beneath his navel.. fingers would grip his hips.. before drawing in closer.. gliding up an down that long thick length of his.. that hardened shaft.. the touch was feather light.. before it was replaced with her tongue...dragging it up from base to tip.. circling the end before her lips would wrap around it.. she would slide his cock into the heated depths of her mouth.. fingers curling around the base.. working slightly out of rhythm as she did what he asked.. she made sure that particular piece of wood was well and truly polished.. what he would feel next though he might not be expecting.. tiny pin pricks.. one after the other.. as she ran a newly magically acquired watenburg pinwheel along his fleshy inner thigh.. her knees held him.. stopping him from drawing in suddenly.. from knees up.. and when she got to the top.. she even drew that shiny silver across his balls.. her lips didn't let up though.. she devoured him as if he were the last meal she requested.. -


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“Now why do you think that?” Asked in regard to her statement of never being as good as him. That just wasn’t true. Not only was she good, she was a natural at many of the facets of bowman ship, and with just a little bit of refinement? She could be just as good if not even a little better than he was. She just needed a little more faith in herself but… That was always something that drew them together… Their sense of, or rather lack of, self-worth. It would always be something that haunted them while at the same time made them so perfect for each other, while they lacked the insight and the means to see their own internal treasure they could see it easily in each other, constantly bolstering each other up which while it might seem weird? Was pretty perfect for them. “I’ll always be happy to teach you what ever you want love. Archery, penmanship, how to dig a proper latrine…” The last was said as a joke to hear her laugh, pretty sure that digging a turd trench was the LAST thing she wanted to be taught, especially by someone who planned on marrying her in the future.

Talk about a house came up, a chance at a beautiful, amazing future together and he was so far over the moon his toes had touched mars he was sure of it. How could he not be?! But he had made a little bit of a blunder as they held each other in the warm soft sunlight… He knew things were… Terse… But he had no idea that the pain ran so deep… In the end though? Everything she felt? Was totally justified. He would never even dream of correcting her let alone telling her she was wrong. Instead? He just altered it around a little bit, aiming for something a little more neutral, especially considering that he knew she was missing their son… In a lot of ways so was he… It was so strange that they were in such an odd situation. On one hand neither of them really felt like his parents, all of that had been ripped from them without so much as a ‘sorry’, but on the other they still longed to see him and make sure he was happy and safe. A bit of a tangle without a doubt but maybe that was what it meant… Being a parent… Maybe it’s different for everyone? Maybe for them? This WAS what being a parent meant… Letting them be their own person and live their own life, not interjecting unless asked or danger was present, otherwise simply standing as guardians… But if that was the case? Did it vary from child to child? Because he would be a liar if he didn’t pray nightly that Sydel get her wish to be a mother… A real mother, not just pregnant and then the entire thing vanished like smoke, but rather to go through the whole process from start to end and be able to hold her baby for the first time… Not for his sake because he wasn’t a greedy soul like that… This? Was all for her. “I can only imagine… It must have been so strange being cold all the time. I know it’s hard to adjust, your whole world got turned up on it’s head, lit on fire and then thrown down a hill during an avalanche… You haven’t had a chance to land at all yet, not even counting trying to find your feet, so any comfort we can find for you is going to be absolutely perfect for me.” And no where in that did he deny his own part in what had happened. No matter what had come before or after, he was entirely at fault for his square of time with her, every moment of it was on him and he hoped he might live long enough to make amends… Amends because there was no way he could ever actually make up for it… “But you know, if we find a nice spot near the water, I wonder if you’d object to stocking it with some fish? I would love to take you fishing some day like that… Watch the sun come up… Maybe…. Some time from now… Teach our son or daughter how to fish too… Someday.” Again he would never push. He knew she wanted and family and so did he but no matter how it came about? If she was happy? Then so was he.

All this talk of building a home and future together got him in a particular type of mood, one that made him want to return the favor so to speak, and he wasted no time at all before he paid it in full. She tasted like summer sun and caramel apples, she was warm and so fucking sweet, so wet and slippery soft on his tongue it was addiction in it’s purest form. The reason he rarely let her return the favor? Was because he was hooked on her. She was his own personal brand of heroine, tailored to his genetic make up he’d swear on it, he craved her morning noon and night! Which was great in a lot of ways because his sweet little bag of mischief was insatiable and she certainly made sure his thighs, abs and ass got one hell of a work out, his six pack? Was an eight pack now and perfectly sculpted thanks to her. He? Wouldn’t have it any other way. When they were both satisfied they’d head over to their little shops and he got the chance to pull out the sign he had made for their shops, it was something that had come to him and once the idea floated into his head he wanted nothing more than to put it on paper, carve it out in wood… Thus the sign was formed, a blooming fern and a decorated arrow were crossed in the center while above and below were the Fern and Feather names, over all a very beautiful sign that would easily stand the test of time. She had only just saud she wanted to do something for him but what she didn’t realize? Was that just by existing… She gave him a gift every single day. Though seeing her face light up aaah… His soul couldn’t have been happier as his heart was a bird flying about his chest in joy. “You like it then huh?” He asked with a smile of his own before he’d pull her in for a kiss, something soft and sweet as spun sugar. “It came to me when we first decided to do our shops… And I began working on it bit by bit so you’d not know I was doing something… Had to be a little sneaky I know but it was with the best intentions.”

Just seeing her so happy, loving the name he had thought of for their shops, all of it was just so perfect he couldn’t imagine the day getting better… Or… Well no… Technically he could… Rather than let her go back to her shop like she had intended he instead guided her away from it, towards his own and through the main entry that she had cleaned up, back into a little guest room that had been the only real clean place in the entire building before she had helped clean it up. Once there though he took charge, making his desires, his cravings quite well known and deep down… Fuck if it wasn’t insanely erotic to him, pinning her against the door like that, she was so little… Petit… Like a wolf and a sweet little bunny… The hunger shone in his eyes as he darkened the room and guaranteed privacy, licking his lips as he looked down at her, guiding her hand to his throbbing cock. Oh yes… He needed something alright… He needed her and he asked for it in a rather sly, tongue in cheek sort of way before he’d pull his belt off and tie his own wrists up before knotting himself to the bed with him on his back. “Never say never… I was saving this moment for when I knew you were truly happy… I want you to enjoy this as much as I enjoy it when I make you cum.” Last thing he wanted was for her to think he was anything like his brother, he was always going to put her first but in a healthy, wholesome sort of way. This? He knew she was settling into her own skin, she wasn’t afraid of him and at this point he was sure she was hungry for him, an idea first moment… And really, what better day? So many beautiful plans were waiting for them now, today felt like a celebration, something special and truly amazing. As she stripped down he actually pulled himself up on the bed a little, his eyes were glued to her like a cat with a mouse, his jaw clenching as his toes curled a little as she unveiled that decadent bit of red lace and black satin… A whimper emerging as he suddenly felt like perhaps he had bound himself too early? “Goddess Sydel you get more beautiful every time I see you… I fear I am going to faint for how often you take my breath away…” He watched her walk over to him, that pendulum sway of her hips, the little feet upon which she stood… Those legs that just went on forever… He literally bit a hole in his lip as he watched her tug on the belt and talk about how she could do anything… “Oh please do… I’m your willing partner, I trust you with my life, and anything you want to do? Oh I know it will only bring me the most extreme pleasure…”

Unlike everyone else he had come across so far he was probably the one true Sub. He lived to be controlled and mastered, he wanted nothing more in bed than to be told what to do and how to do it, he felt the most pleasure and gratification satisfying his Mistress… The only thing that compared was when she made him cum and that? Oh that was a whole different ball game…Something he knew he was in for when she moved to touch him, her nails scraping down enough to make him roll his neck and twitch, his breath catching hard in his chest for a moment as she just moved on… Down his shoulder… his chest… All before she straddled him and he instantly thrust up against her, desire was already bubbling away and this was just all too sweet to resist, a cookie jar he had to stick his hand in… But no… Oh no she wasn’t going to pay those games with him as she raked her nails down his skin, leaving those angry red tracks and making him hiss and growl, almost angry sounding while deep down? His cock was oozing precum and his balls were tight and firm… This pain… This sweet heat… It was the only key to unlock his climax… And she knew how to do it for him every. Single. Time… “Fuck Sydel-“ He whimed as she began to move down his body, his legs slid apart as she dropped her knee against his balls, grinding against him as his hands found the bar of the head board and gripped it like a man having a fit. “Gyaaah fucking Tease-“ He said on a strangled laugh, rocking up against her every single time before she’d move down, forcing his legs wider apart as he watched her… This sweet girl who looked like a dandelion puff fairy but dressed in the lingerie of a succubi… His Mistress… His Hell… His Heaven… His everything rolled up in a lavender dream…

That soft silken hair trailing on his skin made him laugh and groan all at the same time, his eyes squeezing closed before they’d open right after, unwilling to miss a single moment of the show she put on… His pants down on his ankles meant his movement was limited… Her tongue hot and wet on his skin before he felt her hands on his cock and he rocked his head back into the pillow hard enough to shake the bed, hands gripping the metal bars till his knuckles were white as she began to worship him with her mouth and oh fucking Christ… “Your mouth is so fucking hot- Use your tongue… Yea- Like- Oh FUCK-“ He groaned as she began to do just that… Teasing him with her tongue as she swallowed his cock like it was her last meal, sweat starting to bead up around his temples instantly before she started to fuck with his head, stroking him out of rhythm so his abs kept clenching and his thigh muscles flexing as she began to drive him insane… And honestly this was delicious… Insanely good and maybe he might have cum from it alone if she kept at it long enough but he’d never know… Didn’t even have to worry about it as she began to roll something along his skin that instantly made him rear up and hiss, the pain was sweet and sharp and unlike anything he had ever felt before, causing him to yank on those bars hard enough to shake the bed. “WHAT THE FUCK!!-“ He cried out in pleasure as that pain magnified his pleasure, those metal prongs rolling up and down the most sensitive skin, all before she upped the anty… “Fuck! Baby wai-“ He tried to get out but the moment she ran that pain along his balls it was game over for him…

He reared back, forcing his head down into the pillows as his balls became rock hard and she’d get the sudden and delicious sensation of cum exploding on her tongue, painting up her cheeks and teeth with those pearly strings. He had HOPED to last longer than five minutes… Probably could have if he had known the pain… Been familiar with it… Paced himself through the agony and the pleasure… But this was so new and after everything he was pretty much out of control as he whimpered and clenched his ass cheeks as he pulsed away hot and fast between her lips… And oh my… Quite the substantial amount too! But he didn’t get soft, oh no his balls were still firm and pulsing, his breath was shot and he was covered in a very fine sheen of sweat… But he wasn’t done… Not yet… “Mistress…” What a sweet plea to her ears… “Sweetheart…” A more tender… Loving endearment… “More… I want more…” She said that she wanted to be even, right? Well if she thought SHE was insatiable? She had yet to see just how bad he could get and today?... She was about to get a bit of a crash course.

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What started out to be such a normal usual day , where they both tended to their respective stores.. where she helped him with a spot of cleaning and where they had a sweetly delicious lunch.. it soon took a sharp left turn..he had devoured her out on that soft bed of grass.. the picnic blanket warmed by the early afternoon sun as he dived between her thighs and brought her to the sweetest climax.. leaving her a touch floaty with a dreamy smile upon her features.. he surprised her.. often in just how much he knew.. how much he had learnt.. if she were to cast her memories back whilst he was never Bad in the bedroom..he had just become incredibly talented.. he listened.. he learnt.. he heard the cues and he grasped at everything.. it was pretty special.. he made her feel good.. really very good.. but most of all.. he was patient with her.. and above everything.. that meant the most..he had guided her back into the shops and shown her the sign.. the one he had prepared earlier.. secretly.. keeping it all quiet and she just adored it.. she loved it.. and it said as much right there on her face.. -.. I do.. I really like it.. -she offered him a smile before he pulled her in, the two sharing a soft and sweet kiss.. her arms reached around behind his neck.. fingers interlacing as she looked back to him.. listening to his explanation on how he came about it.. -.. You did a damn fine job of keeping that to yourself.. I had no idea.. Its perfect.. Thankyou Diovan.. -she turned back to glance toward the hand carved sign once more.. it was what the two shops needed.. it was that final touch.. well.. his shop still needed a damn good scrubbing.. but that would come next.. she went to pull back.. to head toward her shop once more.. but he it seems had other ideas.. guiding back into his.. through the swinging doors.. out the back.. it was the guest room where he suddenly switched.. the door closing.. the curtains drawn and his tall lean frame pinning hers against the hard wood.. that hunger was something she really liked seeing.. it was pure and honest.. it wasn't forced.. his needs met hers.. the two of them utterly exhausted one another on the daily.. enjoyed one another.. devoured one another at every possible opportunity.. and it seemed this time would be no different.. he bound his hands to the bed.. and made his requests.. she stripped down.. removing the skirt.. the little top.. leaving her in only that black and red lace underwear set.. -. well fainting wont serve you any pleasure.. you'l miss it all.. and we cant have that..

-the corners of her lips curled as she straddled his stretched out frame.. her nails marked his skin.. dragging angry red lines down his chest.. thriving on the sounds he made.. the hissing and growling as he bucked up against her.. her knee found its place between his thighs.. rubbing.. teasing.. tormenting him a little-.. I mean I could stop.. if your uncomfortable.. -she clucked her tongue .. reaching to remove his slacks.. peeling them down to his ankles before she would drag her tongue across his heated skin.. her lips wrapped around his cock.. feeling him tremble and shudder beneath her.. she devoured it.. every inch.. those lips were slick wet.. her tongue slid from tip to base.. she fucked with him a little though.. fingers wrapping around the base so stroke..to jerk though in an off rhythm.. whilst she worshipped that shaft.. it would be then that she would up her game a little.. drawing forth a tool she had used before but not on him.. the tiny metal pin pricks were drawn along his sensitive inner thighs.. hearing him hiss and moan.. feeling him yanking hard against his own restraints..- mmhmm.. You like that huh?.. -she'd question.. hearing his cries as she continued to roll that silver disc up higher.. her eyes.. that duo colouring remained upon him.. even with her mouth drawn open wide.. before that tool was dragged across his balls and he couldn't have held back even if he were a stronger man.. she felt that unmistakable pulse and he exploded.. her eyes rolled back a little as she felt that weight in her mouth.. the way it painted up her cheeks.. trickling down her chin as she was unable to catch it all.. murmuring a little as he called her Mistress.. and in the next breath sweetheart.. she dragged her tongue across her glistening lips as she sat up a little.. - more?.. mm?.. do you think you could really handle more?.. -she reached up to drag a finger along that line of cum that trickled down her chin.. sliding it between her lips as she sucked upon it.. she held up the wheel for him-.. pretty neat huh?.. -she reached up to drag it across his lower abs.. just tiny sharp little pin pricks .. watching as his muscles shifted each time he tensed.. - I wonder..-she gripped his still hardened cock between her fingers.. gliding that cum down along it.. -.. I wonder how well you'd handle.. -she lifted the wheel.. pressing it down against his balls once more.. those that were firm and so tight.. but instead of just roaming across.. she began to leave those same little pricks up his shaft.. slow and controlled.. all the way up until they reached the head.. where she would brush over the top.. dragging a little harder right on the tip.. she leant up over him.. her knees pressing into the bedding.. that pinwheel continued to wander its way.. down his length.. over those taut balls...across his ass.. and back.. her gaze found his though as she leant over him.. an inch.. maybe two away.. face to face..-.. is this what you need Diovan?.. -she tilted her head-.. you Need a Mistress?

[BadInfluence]

“Don’t thank me for this… Not really.” He said as he smiled down at her, pulling her into his arms, the two holding each other in a warm and gentle embrace. “Your happiness is all I need Sydel. Well, that and just you in general…” She could thank him for doing something he didn’t already enjoy, like shoveling shit out of a stall or doing laundry, but doing something that made him happy? There was no need to thank him for that. “But all the same I appreciate it and I love you too sweetheart.” It had certainly been hard to keep it a secret, working on it bit by bit, not doing it more than a day at a time so that she’d not know he was up to anything. It had been fun though, a labor of love and understanding, wanting to do something that was just for them… And given she was talking about them building a house together? He felt it was the perfect time to show it to her. Her response was more than he could have anticipated and it made his heart sing as he enjoyed her love and her joy from the gift…

When all was said and done though he had a craving of his own to share, a deep desire to have her all to himself for a minute, something rather perverse and all too delicious. He knew she often felt a bit left out, even irritated when in bed he was always giving and not letting her do much if anything for him, though the reason for it wasn’t what she might have first though… His reason? People had spent virtually her whole life taking from her, taking sex and her freedom, her right to express herself and to be who she was… When she was with him? He just wanted to spoil her, to give back everything that others had constantly refused to return to her, to put her first in everything… But just as you can over water a plant, he knew he was doing the same with her, she wanted to give and he wanted to see what she wished to do… Because of that he lead her to his shop versus her own and into that back guest room, tied himself to the bed and told her to do what ever she wished to him, and there was no lying in any of it… He was forward, honest and unblinking, his former shy self was often and easily swept away under a much more confident and self-assured persona. It felt good for him to do this and he knew she certain enjoyed it because she couldn’t get enough of him even after an all night sex smorgasbord. Seeing her strip down for him was insanely erotic though, that outfit underneath was like nothing else he had ever seen before, sexual and utterly seductive… Naughty… And all hidden away so neat under a sweetly unassuming vanilla type outfit… How could anyone not be addicted to someone who was so unpredictable like that? She might look sweet as spun sugar on the outside but strip off that layer and she was more decadent that red velvet cake dipped in dark chocolate with sumptuous cherry filling…

“I doubt I would miss it all… You’re so stunning, like a lightning bolt, you’d shake me up in no time.” Said with a teasing smile as she got onto that bed with him and started to make him feel like he was in a silk wrapped hell… No One could fuck him up like she did, make him ache and wine, make him throb and feel as if his next heart beat would be his last… She was a Goddess, HIS goddess, Mistress of all his pleasure riddled pain and the Empress of his Orgasms… She… And only She… Would ever be the one for him. “White witch… As if I would ever ask you to stop… And even if I did you wouldn’t listen which is why I love you all the more-“ Oh his voice was a touch strained, a little strangled as she tormented him deliciously before she took it to the next step, his eyes rolling up in his head even when he fought to watch her at work… That sweet slender body pale as milk and rose petals stretched out on that bed between his thighs… The striking black and red panties… Her hair that was the exact hue of clouds being painted up lavender at sunset… She knew just what to do as he struggled and whined, the build up was utterly sublime, delicious and she was probably the one woman in the world where he thought he could climax without pain… But they had yet to try that out and there was no reason to do so… Not yet… Especially with her bringing out… What ever that new toy was it ruined him deliciously, his head span like a top and his heart thudded in his chest like a mad drum, vision going hazy as those perfectly placed… Minute but heavier than lead… Pulses of pain from the pinpricks of the wheel… And that wasn’t all of it either, oh no she was jerking him off just out of rhythm of the way her sweet little mouth was gobbling his cock up like the deviant she was, making it a perfect storm… “OoooohFUCK yes-“ He growled as she had him wound up tighter than a coil. What she was doing? It was The ideal cocktail to set him on his ass and oh did it ever! His balls tightened and his head fell back on the bed with a strangled cry as he felt himself unravel out of his control and pulse thick scalding jet after jet of potent spunk deep between her lips, coating up her tongue and cheeks before she’d start to swallow, trying to catch it all as best she could…

It wasn’t enough though… No where near…

“Probably not but if I am going to die I’d rather it be in bed with you than anywhere else.” The laugh was a little strangled but it was genuine. He meant it, if he was going to die there was no where he’d rather be, and what better way to go than an excess of sensations and climatic bliss? His terms of endearment were mixed but honest, she was his sweetheart, his best friend and his mistress too, all rolled into the most beautiful package that was ever born. “It’s deviant and utterly lush… I know better than to ask where you found that too. I’ll save my energy for enjoying it rather than asking questions…” The pin pricks ran up his abs and was it any wonder he hissed and his abs tensed up, biting the shit out of his bottom lip as he gripped the metal over his head hard enough to dent the damn thing, and still she went on and ohhhhh was he ever grateful for it. How well could he handle? Depended on what she was about to whip out and what came next? Was enough to make him cry out thickly, deeply in raw pain, the best sort of agony that washed over you from head to toe… His cock throbbed as little beads of blood drew up and he was panting, writhing, his legs jerking and clenching as he tried with all he had to keep his shit together… His breath wooshing out as she got to the head of his cock and pressed even harder, his lungs on fire as he forgot how to breathe, shaking like a meth addict going clean… He wanted to fuck her and he wanted to fuck her NOW. Just tear the damn belt off and pin her to the bed and fuck her like he paid for it. He took in a breath like a strangled gasp and tossed his head back on the pillow hard, the bed groaning and creaking as she had him in the palm of her hand, virtually putty for her to play with how ever she saw fit.

“All I Need Is You.” He got out around clenched teeth as she ran that wheel all over his most sensitive zones, lifting his leg to hook it around her, dragging her and pinning her against his chest with her so close to him… Lifting himself up he planted his lips over hers in a firm, almost bruising kiss as the leather around his wrists began to creak and tear, he was pulling on them so hard either the leather was going to give or the bed frame was going to bust. Either way something had to give as he kissed her with more passion than she might have ever felt in her life, it was like ghost pepper chili with the sweetest, smoothest chocolate… Heady… Indulgent… A complete fucking rush and enough to make her head spin as he dominated her from beneath, not seeking control but rather firmly reminding her that he was hers but he was also a man… A man who loved her… Wanted her… Craved her… He submitted to her yet had enough strength and reserve to dominate if she needed him to… And right now? He was on the cusp… If she bent… IF she showed that she needed a chance to be dominated… Those ties would snap and he’d roll them hard and fast so she was under him… Those panties and bra would vanish, torn off before he'd pounce her like a starving man, their sex wild and primal and beyond a little raw… Like a violent storm with lightning so bright it makes daylight pale and thunder deep and hard enough to crack the bones….

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-she tilted her head to the side a little when he told her to not thank her for it.. resting in close as the two of them embraced.. the way she felt.. was almost foreign to her at times.. and there was so much she was learning.. and a great lot of it was from his cues alone.. she hoped he realised that.. especially when it came to saying things like.. Thankyou.. and being all round hospitable which was Not something she would have done a mere few months prior.. her head rested to his chest.. just breathing in his scent.. taking in his warmth.. in truth they had come a long way .. and yet it didn't feel like they had moved much at all.. still learning.. still growing.. still hiccuping every now and then.. he guided her back to that room.. that little Shop Managers private quarters that would have been reserved for overnights when it got busy.. or guests that needed somewhere to rest.. and thats when he surprised her.. ripped out the rug from beneath her as he towered over her.. the look in his eyes.. the hunger.. the almost lust filled desire.. the tone of his voice.. deeper.. so much rougher as he placed himself into that submissive position.. fastened to the bedding.. his body stretched out over the newly made bed.. she slipped out of the day wear she had.. giving him an eyeful of the almost sinful fabric that was hidden beneath all the softness and light.. she teased and tormented him.. made him buck and hiss and groan.. lips traced down his warmed skin.. nails left the most angry red marks in their wake.. she nipped and suckled.. before she removed those slacks and wriggled her frame down between his now well parted thighs ..

she devoured that thick hardened length of his.. the freedom he had given her she used to her full advantage.. he might well have regretted tying his hands up with just how much she was about to put him through.. a perfect storm.. the mixture of stroking fingers and slick wet lips.. and she enjoyed it.. glancing up to him every so often to catch his gaze..before she brought out that pinwheel he was not expecting.. and thats when he began to unravel .. and quickly.. toppling from that sharp cliff as he painted up the inside of her mouth.. her tongue.. her throat.. she struggled a little to keep up.. but managed to capture it all.. even dragging a finger up along her chin to guide a few back between her lips..she murmured.. a smile playing about those very same lips as she lifted a little.. showing him that pinwheel.. before he begged her for more.. she wasn't sure if he would survive it though.. but that hadn't stopped her before.. she teased those tiny sharp pinpricks along his abs.. watching the way his muscles jerked and shifted beneath the skin.. -.. You're going to break your bed -she glanced up to him.. a grin present.. she guided that wheel down lower.. letting it prick up the length of his still hard cock.. watching the little beads of blood appear.. she leant in.. closer.. dragging her tongue to follow it.. to capture those droplets.. before she applied the pressure down on the head.. harder.. firmer.. he was shaking beneath her.. trembling as his skin was flooded with goosebumps.. her tongue dragged over the head.. a sweet cocktail of cum and blood upon her tongue before she pulled back.. letting that toy continue to fuck with him.. she slid her frame up along his.. resting in close.. half over him as he whined that all he needed was her.. her gaze.. that duo colouring looked down into his perfect seafoam green-.. Im all yours.. -whispered.. before he hooked his leg around her.. dragging her over so she was atop him.. chest to chest.. her breath catching against the back of her throat-.. Well hello there..

-she was not expecting that kiss.. that all encompassing.. bruising.. passion filled perfection.. oh she just melted.. the grip on that toy faltered and it slid free of her fingers.. she whimpered.. he would have felt her body soften against his.. it was so hot.. and so heavy.. her heart was throbbing hard in her chest.. she had no idea he had that in him.. it literally took her breath away.. -.. please.. -she whined against his lips..a shiver had snaked its way down her spine.. her head was foggy.. she felt on fire.. though she blinked when the leather snapped.. and in an incredibly short amount of time she found herself on her back.. pressed into the bedding.. her breaths coming out in short bursts as he tore her underwear.. the bra.. the panties.. gone.. before he pounced her.. the two of them just fell into one another.. it was incredibly wild and raw.. nail dragging.. bed breaking.. teeth clenching.. the rest of the world could have been at war outside that room and neither of them would have looked up.. eyes were on each other.. He only existed to her.. and she clung to him So tightly it would have drawn blood.. the sweetest cries rang out from that tiny back room.. its clear.. the air in the back of that shop would never quite be the same-

[BadInfluence]

“What a great way to do it-“ He couldn’t summon a single atom of disappointment for it either. The bed could be replaced but these moments couldn’t. Raw and passionate, starving for touch and pleasure, once the fire was lit there was nothing to do but let it burn till they were both exhausted. An orgasm wasn’t enough to drop him like it once had, he could go through several and still hold on it he had the focus, and right now he wanted to do nothing more than watch her burn out in glorious flames… The cost of a bed? Small, infinitesimal in comparison really. The more she fucked with him the more he found his control starting to unravel, she had lit a fire in him that had never burned before, something pure and so intense it was white… Blood and cum, the smell of foreplay and sweat on the air, the sounds of his own groans and deep throated cries of pleasure as he felt things beginning to snap… Did he want a Mistress? No. Just her. She was everything he could dream of and a million more things besides, there was no reason for her to be anything other than what she was, and she was perfection all on her own. “Forever…” He said when she whispered that she was all his, and in a way she was, but in a way she never really would be… There was a world that she was a part of that he could never be in. He knew a part of her would always belong to his brother but he was ok with that… Because now? He had the lions share and he could make sure she had a partner and could find the happiness she had always been looking for.

She had him going more than a little bit insane with her there and there was nothing to be done about it at that point, hooking his leg around her he dragged her down against his chest, and once they were there? He snapped that belt around his wrists and kissed her hard, harder than he had ever kissed anyone in his life, a sort of wild passion consumed him and was riding him with gilded spurs… “Always” He knew what she meant… What she said in that little word… Something small but was an entire novel of meanings… She needed more than him being a bottom and while his nature was anything but dominant on most days? He could… When the need arose… Become something like what she wanted… Something she craved… He tore through her things like they were made of tissue paper, just a shower of black satin and red lace like confetti, leaving her bare beneath him and he simply did what his cravings demanded… He parted her thighs and dove into her with one sweet, solid stroke that would have her gasping for breath, another stroke… Harder… Her legs and arms around him with his hands gripping the headboard bars he began to fuck her slow but viciously hard, nearly pulling out completely before he’d slam back into her hard and fast, her sweet wet pussy making the most addictive shlurping sounds each time he plunged into her… Over and over again… Sweat beading up on his back and dripping down the end of his nose, his lips finding her neck where he bit and nibbled, suckling so as to leave her a vibrant red hicky…

He rolled her again so that she was on top, his hands on her hips as they slid down to grip her ass, fingers digging in hard as he gripped her… Forced her to stay still while he pushed into the bed with his heels and began to piston fuck her from beneath, his thighs burning as he felt her supple ass bounce and clap against him, feeling her quiver and shake… His hand slid up to lightly grip at her neck, to give her that perfect pressure while his other hand reached up to palm her breast while pinching her nipples, never letting up the brutal pace he had set for them… Her cunt just getting wetter and wetter as he made vibrant and just a little savage love to her, keeping it up until she shattered atop him, until she begged for him to stop and he’d still go past that… Just to the point of her being boneless before he’d cum deep inside her, a short but sweet prayer, his breath catching as he unloaded quite the potent volume of spunk into her.