Meeting at Sanctuary...

[BadInfluence]

He and Thaylan and gotten into a deep if somewhat short conversation the moment that he had gotten Sydel’s reply. Thaylan cautioned him not to go running off so soon, especially with Gia having been gone and neither of them having had the chance to speak with her about what ever mistake they had obviously made. His response was that Sydel would not stay there long, if she was going to be there at all it would be fleeting and if he didn’t seize the opportunity he was never going to get the chance again, he could feel it in his bones. He KNEW he should do something different but his heart and his head were both at war and given how she had written him back, the words on that page, his heart was bleeding for her. He had to do something, to apologize and be held accountable for what he had done, he had to tell her what he knew… What he had realized only all too late… Blind up to that point of everything she had been doing behind the scenes, he was too small minded, too petty towards the end to realize anything outside of his own broken world…



He HAD to explain…



So with a change of clothes and assistance with a portal he went to that place where they had began oh so long ago, the place he had followed her to and captured her, the place where he had raped her and forced Aysil on her… It was the beginning of the end there, wasn’t it? So perhaps it was the most fitting of places to go. Gia had told him of the story between them, the fight in the graveyard where she had been attacked and in all honesty if that was the way Sydel wanted to go? Then he’d let her. He’d not put up a fight or defend himself because if she killed him? It was only fair and probably the one way he could make up for what he had done to her.



Stepping out of the other side of it the chill hit him first. Sanctuary had been gone… For ages it felt like, it had been raided, sacked and abandoned… The graveyard was probably the liveliest of places around with the beasts and creatures feeding on the corpses well below. He took a seat on a stone bench near by, his black suit was incredibly simplified compared to what she used to see him in, black lends of cotton and lined in a suit with white buttons being the only splash of color on the otherwise bland garment. His hair was still those shades of blue flame, slicked back and neatly trimmed, his face bearing all the scars that life had given him… The only other change was the shockingly pale lavender eye that had replaced the pale white one that had long since been blinded…



There he sat, waiting, his heart twisted and his stomach sick… He had so much to tell her but would she actually come? Would she listen? Or would she just shut him out? He really… Truly… Desperately needed her to listen but in their long history together it was the one thing she rarely did for him. He needed her to hear his words, what he said and the emotion behind them, he needed her to be aware of it all but there was no guarantee she would…


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She didn't want to go.. she really did Not want to go.. realistically it was just another 'come hither' that she was attending.. he barked and she ran.. her heart was heavy and sore..she said she would be there.. and she was nothing if not true to her word.. she slipped into an elvish gown.. it wasn't a spectacle.. it wasn't filled with beads or colours.. it was simply a beautifully formed white and gold structured gown..it wasn't the usual dark or striking blood red.. it was.. just white.. her hair.. those long lavender tinted locks were loosely pulled back.. two long stemmed sprigs of craspedia otherwise known as billy buttons adorned the elastic tie..sticking out in their vibrant yellow colour.. her feet were bare.. a portal would pull her forward.. into the lands of Sanctuary.. somewhere she had not visited in quite some time.. though its ran down appearance did not shock her.. nothing really shocked her anymore.. she ended up in what was left of the chapel.. merely the bones of it.. as she stepped out and made her way down what used to be the main road.. everything was overgrown.. animals and critters had taken up residence in what was left ..it was cooler than she expected.. enough to make her draw her arms around her frame.. her body had filled out a little more now that she was eating.. though she would forever remain quite petite.. small.. she left the village.. nearing the cemetery.. catching a glimpse of a figure with his back to her.. in a charcoal suit.. her heart seized in her chest and her feet stilled.. she swallowed down the breath that was threatening to catch against the back of her throat before she exhaled softly.. summoning the strength not to get upset.. -.. Nautilous.. -her head tilted a little to the side as she remained a slight distance from him.. standing beneath what was left of a stone archway..-.. What do you want?

Dress

[BadInfluence]

Funny… The pain was really unexpected…

He had thought he might feel torn, sore and bruised, especially guilty…

But this pain…

It was like a white hot blade through his heart, the edges chipped and rusted, duller than a butter knife and twice as thick…

She was beautiful…

If anything she stole his breath in a way that hurt almost as much as the pain in his heart.

“I’m sorry…” He said as he stood up then, his voice sincere and genuine, the words heavy and heartfelt. “All the years we were together…I deluded myself into thinking I did all the work… That I was the one holding everyone up and together, like I was the glue, the reason…” Jacob had hit the nail so hard on the fucking head and his son didn’t even realize it, it was like the ringing of a death bell, the final blow to the coffin… He knew now he was a fucking idiot in EVERY sense of the word, letting power and intelligence trick him into thinking he knew it all, did it all and was the master of the universe… When in fact he was just a kid playing at a fantasy, charming and handsome enough to coax those around him to play alone, to indulge him… And if anyone had told him otherwise he just killed them rather than realize that he was deluding himself into a deeper and deeper hole inside his own reality. “I was so wrong… I was so shallow… Stupid and naive… And all the while you took care of me.” Which was humbling… So incredibly humbling… “You kept our family together behind the scenes, silent and patient as you helped everyone grow and heal while not claiming any of it for yourself, you let me take all the credit while it was your hands that did all the work.” How had he not seen it before? Had his ego been so large? His delusion so deep? Why did no one in their family tell him he was doing this? Or… Or was everyone else much like him and not realizing that she was the only reason they were together? That Sydel was the glue, the safe place and the rock, only because of her did he have the strength and the means to do his part all while she? Just labored on like a ghost, unseen and unheard, only the effects of her presence felt…

“You put up with me and my childish ways… Tolerated my jealousy and my frequent infidelity… You never tried to change me into someone else, you just took me as I was, with all my faults and mistakes. All the while I judged you, tried to turn you into something you never had a chance to be, not because you didn’t want to but because people were manipulating you so you couldn’t… And I didn’t see it. I didn’t see ANY of it… Not till now and I…” Why hadn’t she left him? Jesus fucking Christ he understood now why she went for people like Chris, they were sane! They might not have loved her as much as he did but fucking hell at least they were honest and true with herself and themselves. They took her as she was and didn’t try to change her unlike him… And he had the fucking gall to kill them or run them off as if they were the ones at fault… Them and her… When the truth was he was the one who was wrong… Wrong about it all… Wrong in so many ways…

“I see you, Sydel…” He said as he moved forward, towards her as he closed the distance, reaching out for her hands… Catching them in his and holding them close, lacing their fingers as he bent his head, his forehead touching hers. “I see you… I see you and I love you… And as much as I love you… I do not deserve you… And I never did.” Gia was right… And wrong… His love for Gia was real. So was his love for Sydel. Like a child he was torn, unable to pick a favorite for he loved them both, and yet at the same time he also felt as if he didn’t deserve either one. Could you love two people at the same time? He saw Gia doing it with he and Thaylan and a part of him grumbled a little… She was allowed to have her cake and eat it too but he could not… Worse still there was no reason why they couldn’t given that Gia and Sydel were long time lovers and closest companions for a very long time… And through all this he knew there was nothing more than a mess inside of him, a desire to grow and change, to become stronger and better… “Jacob told me… About Diovan wanting to marry you despite his illness… How you’ve both been trying to make it work here and how I… I am keeping you from being free because of our link…” He said softly as his hands pulled hers in a little more, their bodies touching as he was suddenly assaulted by the scent of her, something he had never smelled before… She had always been ice… Cold and dark… Smelling of blood and steel and sex… But this was different… This was something sweet and forbidden, her aroma warm and tempting to his nose, knowing that he should make his final apology and leave… Yet her sweet perfume… The warm pink hue of her skin…

“I can’t let you go… Even though you deserve it, even though I know it must hurt you, exhaust you to keep me out… But I won’t let you go… Ever…” A dragon once it acquired it’s prize… Does not relinquish it until death. He would have to die before he gave her up, before he’d accept a divorce or anything that would take her from him. He was going to find a way to have his cake and eat it too, even if the cake screamed and yelled and cut at him, sliced him to ribbons and made him bleed, he’d hold on tightly until it gave up the fight and surrendered… Was it his ego? Likely, virtually entirely yes, but he wasn’t going to apologize for what he wanted either. He’d spend his whole life pleasing others, being what they wanted, what they needed in bed and out… A slave to please and desperate to be needed… Now? He was forging his own path, his own world and his own future, he was becoming his own man and that meant he had to be honest with himself… His mistakes, his faults, the places he needed to grow… As well as what he wanted. He would either have both or have none but until that point came? He had taken up the flag of battle and he was going to win or die… There was no surrender.

He dipped his head down even farther to catch her lips, shocked at how warm and sweet they were, a low whimper mixed with a growl bubbling up as he gently stroked his tongue over her lips… Bidding entrance as his hand came up to cradle her cheek, the other snaking around her waist to hold her to him… “You are… And always will me My Princess… And Mine alone…” He whispered against those succulent plump lips as he seduced her slowly… Sweetly… Weaving romance and love around her like the gentles of nets to capture her…

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..she remained standing there beneath the crumbling ruins of an arch way.. her features were so much softer than they used to be.. she looked every bit like the young woman she was back at that Hearts Celebration Ball when he set out to ruin her.. oh so very long ago.. just older..there were voices in her head.. telling her to turn around.. to leave.. she did not need to be there.. it wasn't safe.. nor was it sane.. it was not the smart thing to do.. her poor heart had sped up.. the echo of its throbbing rang out through her head.. his voice cut through her like a knife.. his apology.. his realisations that he was wrong all these years.. all the time they had been together.. how he was shallow and stupid.. and how much she had just put up with it.. her hands clasped together.. fingers interlacing as they gripped and released.. she was tense.. she took a breath when a spot of silence fell between them.. it sounded shaky as if incredibly emotive.. and that she were on the verge of tears- You hurt me.. -her brows drew inward.. that gaze.. the duo colouring shifted from him.. as if to look through him.. it was the Only way she could steel herself.. the only way she could stop herself from breaking down- You have No idea how worthless you made me feel.. -she frowned.. her lips thinned out as she glanced Everywhere except at him-.. and.. Ill forgive you for acting selfishly because you had a moment of weakness.. I suppose in the scheme of things you're not the highest person on the list of people who have hurt me over the years.. but.. -her gaze would then lock onto his-.. but the thing is.. I didnt want you on that list.. Not you.. -her breath caught-.. Anyone but you..

-her arms fell to her sides.. fingers curling into fists-.. The worst part is you knew.. You knew how afraid I was of people and of being hurt.. and after all the time and effort you put into building my confidence and trust in you.. You then went and broke it in the Worst possible way.. -that glassy reflection in her gaze became more apparent-.. Of all the people in the world to do that to.. Ill never understand why you did that to me.. after everything Ive been through in my life.. and how long it took me to let you in..I was never.. ever perfect and I never claimed to be.. I made so many mistakes.. and I fucked up.. a lot.. But you made me so many promises that you would never leave.. I mean.. For fucks sake Nautilous you even said it to be the night before.. I tried.. I tried so hard.. and for so long to make you happy..I made sure Sybelle got through.. even though it killed me to do it..I lost a child.. I lost a friend.. I lost you..I lost everything.. all in the span of half a day.. and No one.. No one knows how much I cried that day.. -her lips quivered.. tears trickled down her cheeks as she shook her head- You didn't choose me, and that will always leave its mark upon my heart, because of your decision I am forever changed.. and while you can either choose to leave the past behind, or look back on it in whatever light you wish.. I will carry the emotional scars of that decision with me every day. Im not angry.. Im not hateful or bitter.. Im just hurt.. -her fingers rose as she almost angrily wiped at her eyes.. -.. I forsee that one day you will come to know regret so intimately that it will mingle with your insides and become the inseparable part of your soul that I could have been.. -another shaky breath-.. I just dont know if it will be because you loved me.. or.. because you let me go.

.I wonder if you realise.. that without me.. you would have Nothing.. and thats very brazen of me to say.. but its true.. if you weave back through your life.. Im there.. in some fashion.. I am the constant.. the shadow.. the person introducing you to every single person that is around you right now.. Jacob, Aysil, Garafin, Vivian, Rose, Aeson, Thaylan..and of course.. -she swallowed-.. Gia.. You would know none of them.. without me.. -she was hurting.. the ache and sting deep down inside her was almost burning.. she watched him as he suddenly closed the gap between them and she got to see him up close.. something she had not done since before she died.. the first thing to strike her was his scent.. the notes of sandalwood.. the striking colour change in his hair.. his skin tone.. his dress.. and then of course his eyes.. the blue and lavender.. her gaze bounced from left to right.. as if unable to settle.. to focus due to his proximity.. her fingers flinched when he took a hold of her hands and she gasped audibly.. his forehead pressing to hers as her lids closed and further tears slid down her cheeks.. he professed how much he saw her now.. that he truly and honestly saw her and understood that he loved her.. but that he never deserved her ..that he knew about Diovan wanting to marry her.. but that because of the link it was little more than a pipe dream.. that stunning blue ring still remained upon her finger..and for a moment.. for maybe the count of 5 he would have felt that connection.. that had been nothing more than static up until then.. open.. and he would have copped a wave of heart and soul shattering grief.. before it stopped.. it was fleeting.. a moment of weakness..- I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me.. -whispered as her breath hitched-.. But.. I know that if I had the chance.. i..I just couldn't do it..I wouldn't do it.. -her brows drew in a little tighter when he pulled her closer.. their bodies touching.. she could feel the heat he was pushing off.. his scent was stronger.. and his breath was right there with everyone he took.. washing its way across her chin.. she gasped once more.. he was refusing to let her go.. oh her head hurt.. her heart seized once more.. -.. I.. -hesitation as his hands released hers to slide around her.. to settle about her waist.. -.. I dont understand.. -confusion laced her words as she grew further upset.. her palms were pressed to his chest when he stunned her.. when he stole that kiss.. her body all but froze.. she was not prepared for that.. it was not one of the endings she had envisioned in her mind before coming here today.. and yet.. here they were.. his arms around her.. his lips upon hers.. but the thing that broke her.. was the sounds he made.. he was seducing her.. and he knew it.. and she was softening in response.. his tongue would be met with soft damp lips.. before they would part.. her fingers curled a little against his dark blazer.. and she returned that kiss with just as much vigour as him.. the taste of her was a lot more like Sybelle.. but with a greater intensity..like a sharper edge.. tongues met and mingled.. a whimper sounded.. this kiss.. this little reunion went on for quite some time.. seemingly smooth.. it was almost far to quick to fall into this.. heads tilting to the sides to gain so much better access .. tasting him.. becoming all to easily intoxicated.. drinking it all in.. before she broke it.. her breath came out in short bursts as if she was unable to regulate it..-.. No.. what.. what is this.. what are we doing.. -she all but pleaded with him as she pushed at his chest-.. You chose her..

[BadInfluence]

Her words were more than fair and just, nothing she said from start to finish was wrong, he had done all of that and more without even realizing it and that was his biggest sin. He didn’t hold it against her for not looking at him either, if he were in her shoes he couldn’t stand the side of himself any more than she did, and he did his best to remain… Somewhat obtuse to her line of sight… No sudden movements so she wouldn’t have her eye drawn to him because of it. Though he knew… In a lot of ways he didn’t want to have done any of it. He had been making… The best of a shit situation but that had dragged her down with him… No… Worse than his situation. At least he had something that kept him going. She? Had nothing. And a sign he was growing? Came in the fact that while she said this he didn’t argue… Didn’t snap back about how many times she had made him feel that way when she ran off with Tom, Dick and Harry when ever it suited her, especially considering the ones she confessed to loving. They had both hurt each other to the extremes but he wasn’t the same man he had been, he wasn’t that petulant child who was eager and ready to shoot something back off in defense, this wasn’t what loving was about… That wasn’t what it meant to understand someone… To accept them.

Never once through it all did he interrupt her, instead he let her go, let her pour her soul out because he knew… She needed it. More than needed it. She was drowning in it and if she didn’t get the chance to get it out? It was going to kill her… “Believe me, please, when I say I knew that feeling before I left…” He spoke so softly she might not have heard it if she wasn’t listening to him. “I felt the knife of regret slice my soul to ribbons when I had to leave you… Because I loved you… And because I had to let you go.” Funny that no one had asked him the why of it yet… He had said things yes, but no one had asked him why, no one thought there was a reason outside of apparent shallowness and greed. “Worse still it’s not that I would be nothing… It is that I AM nothing without you… You gave me life and a purpose… You gave me a family…” And that had nothing to do with their struggle to have children and everything to do with the people she spoke of. None of these people he would have ever met without her. His world? Without her? Would still have been small, pathetic as he lived his attractive years out as a whore until his face faded and his body withered, either shoved out onto the street or expected to train the next generation of whores to take his place… He KNEW all of this… But did she? Did she honestly? “At that dance so many years ago… I kissed you because I wanted you… Not because I wanted to thwart my perfect brother or to stir the pot of drama out of boredom… I kissed you because you… You were always meant to be the Beauty to my Beast…” And if she doubted it she would find herself wrong because he was still cursed by Lloth to tell the truth in all things, he could not lie to himself or to others, and while that was going to end up hurting him a good deal it was also making him grow.

Moving forward he reached for her, catching her hands as he felt that link open and he was struck with the raw agony of it all and that feeling, the pain… She’d feel it returned… He was not in the fairy tale everyone presumed… It was a happier story yes, but far, far from anything that would be fit to tell a child to lull them off to sweet dreams. He lowered his head to hers, foreheads touching as he whispered to her, his love for her and how sorry he truly was, knowing that she deserved more… So much more… But he couldn’t give it to her. At his core? He was greedy. Not to be mistaken with selfish because he could be the most selfless soul in the world to those whom he loved… But for her? With her? He was greedy and he would not share. Ever. “You always have been… And always will be… A better person than me. You just hide the fact as if it were a stain…” When instead she should be proud of it… Proud of the fact that she was so much more than him though Gods help him he was trying to catch up, to grow into the man he should have been so that he could stand beside her, shelter her without smothering her…

Lips seeking and finding hers he pulled her into him for that soft kiss, something as slow and sweetly saccharine as dark chocolate melting over the low steady flame of lust, melding and mixing them together once more… His whimper, the groan against her lips spoke more than words could, how much he missed her… Needed her… His words were an oath, a threat and a promise, the truth in all things… She was his Princess and she was his. Forever. Diovan die and rott in that fucking bed for all he cared he could never, ever come close to giving Sydel what she needed, what he knew like a second skin… When she surrendered to him he deepened the kiss, his fingers curling against her lower back to pull her even more flush against him, the hand against her cheek slid up into that beautiful hair to cradle and cup her skull… To allow her to feel somewhat weightless… Floating as he kissed her with his soul on his lips and his heart on his tongue… As she broke it though he parted, his breath ragged and sharp, pupils dilated till little more than a thin disk of color remained as he looked down at her… Her words… He shook his head then when she said he had chosen Gia.

“Lloth caught me in the webways… She has my life force in her hands, my magic and my power, my very soul… I am nothing but her puppet to do as she bids. It is her will that I obey… She demands I seduce and woo Gia Navere into marriage and give her children while furthering her household in the ranks of Menzoberranzan…” All the while he spoke it was the truth, his hands never left her body, just gently stroking along her skin and that daringly luscious dress that drove him more than a little mad… “I am to lead her to Achkinnal falls, her ancestral home and from there remain her slave for twenty years and a day or produced twenty children, which ever comes first. Only then will I have all that was stolen returned to me.” What he hadn’t expected was to fall in love with Gia even without Lloth demanding it. Gia was so easy to love, inside and out she was beautiful and fierce, a little terrifying and yet somehow incredibly soft and feminine… His feelings for Gia were true, he knew that without a doubt that he did, but that didn’t mean his love for Sydel had ended by any means. His leaving her? Was a desperate attempt to separate her from the enslavement he was in as well as fulfil Lloths demands of him. He couldn’t drag her into this with him, not with the fact she was as mortal as every other Elf, there would be no coming back for her if she died.

“I beg you to understand… All I have done is out of love for you… Even if it seems cruel and malicious it has been anything but in truth…” He lifted her up in his arms then, holding her up against him as he had a thousand times before in the past, arms under her ass as she was pressed to his chest… Stepping back towards the bench that he had been sitting on before he’d settle her in his lap with her thighs spread, his hands against her hips as he looked up into those beautifully mismatched eyes. “I will never let you go Princess… You are mine, forever as I am yours, long past death I will search through the lifetimes to find you and love you… All over again…” His hand came up once more then, fingers slowly stroking through her lavender and silver locks, eyes seeking hers out… Opening the communication between them wide, pushing past her own barrier so she could feel it all, the sheer purity of the love he had for her… The respect… Admiration… The shame for what he had been forced to do and the pain he had put her through… The lust that was ever present for her, bubbling and bursting under his skin, dragging itself against him until he was always half mad for it… Never able to get enough… “Look at me my dark little Princess…” He whispered up to her, his hands cradling her cheeks, their eyes boring into one another with intimate intensity. “Look at me and tell me you truly don’t believe what you hear… What you’ve seen and what you’ve felt… If you can say that and be true… I will go… I will do what ever you want…” It was such a gamble… Could she do it? He would lose everything if she could… If she did… “But if you can’t… If you feel the same way I still do…” He let that linger… Waiting with held breath for her answer… The truth… Could she? Would she? And if so… How could he ever learn to let her go?

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She was ill prepared for all of this.. the sight of him alone was playing all kinds of hell with her.. and everything else.. she was a tangled bundle of nerves that was just getting tighter as each moment passed.. she spoke clearly and sound.. her voice hitched and broke but she got it out.. she told him how much he hurt her.. and how she hoped he would feel that regret.. his responses confused her..it was all so different to how it happened.. but when he mentioned the dance.. and how he kissed her because he wanted her.. her brows instantly drew inward.. her gaze shifted.. settling upon his as she searched.. for something.. for anything.. as if in some kind of desperation-.. No.. -she shook her head-.. No.. thats not what you said to me.. and now.. now I dont know what to think.. -her hand rose as she held the side of her head.. -.. That night.. when i was on that table.. when you were leaving me.. the last thing you said was That yes.. You were the one that kissed me that night.. but.. But.. -she pointed at him-.. You said you did it just to spite Diovan..that you would have been Jacobs real Father.. That you and my sister orchestrated it all.. because of how much you hated him.. How can you tell me right now that you did it .. that you hurt me.. So much ..leading to my ultimate death.. because you wanted me?.. Please explain to me how that makes any sense.. because my head is hurting just trying to figure it all out.. -He never came for her.. He never approached her outside of that one night.. she barely knew he even existed when she was younger.. i he did indeed want her that badly why didn't he go to her.-.. I was stuck on the surface.. alone.. for months.. for a year.. the only person I had to talk to was Aeson.. -her gaze continued to flicker between his coloured orbs.. watching him-.. Please tell me the truth.. The whole truth.. I deserve that much.. Im so tired of lies.. Im so tired of people omitting information.. keeping things from me because they think it will hurt.. Well it Fucking hurts more when it comes out later on.. Im not a child.. Im older than almost Everyone that I know.. I can Fucking handle the truth..

-she was growing agitated and further upset.. the tears continued to stream down her cheeks as she curled and uncurled her fingers .. he closed the gap.. moving to stand in closer to her..his forehead to hers.. his hands clutching her fingers.. their voices dipped to little more than a whisper.. faint hiccups as breaths were gasped and caught.. they were both stuck in a tidal wave of stress and tension.. that connection opened for a moment.. he would have felt the sudden influx of pain.. of hurt and anguish.. and in return so did she...her heart sank so low in her chest that she whined.. drawing the corner of her lower lip inward as she began to worry it with her teeth.. - That night.. -she swallowed-.I died just a little when you were in the middle of your sentence.. and I knew where it was going.. -she exhaled a shuddered breath-.. I didn't want to hear the rest.. I just wanted everything to slow down.. but it didn't.. and then you made your choice.. and you were gone..-she lifted those long dark lashes.. her gaze.. glistening with unspent tears looked up into those duo coloured eyes of his.. the brilliant blue and intriguing purple.. before he kissed her..and in that moment she just toppled.. it started out slow and a little stuttered.. but as expected they fell into a similar well remembered rhythm.. her palms were pressed to his chest as he explored her.. touched her.. fingers against her soft warm cheek.. gliding back through her hair.. cradling her skull.. before reality struck her like a hard knock to the face.. and she pulled back.. giving him a light push in the process as she shook her head and she rejected him.. he made his choice.. he gave her up.. why this?.. why now?.. before he spoke about this deal he had been thrust into by Lloth no less.. the requirement being to seduce Gia into marriage.. to get the drow Matron pregnant..to remain a slave for twenty years to get his magic back.. she blinked.. -

Sorry?.. -she blinked.. looking really quite astonished at what you had just said-.. Are you suggesting.. that you Broke me.. That you hurt me.. That I have been living.. half a life.. all this time.. because you ..wanted your power back?..-her brows drew in-.. No.. no.. Im going to pretend I didn't hear that.. and simply go with.. You love her.. becuase Thats what you said to me.. that night when you gushed about her.. about how she showed you a love that we only played games with.. About how she showed you what you needed and deserved.. everything that I could not.. -she tilted her head.. looking up to him there.. her hands rose from their place pressed to his chest as she reached for his cheeks.. soft warm fingers curled around his jawline-.. You love her.. thats why you made that choice.. Thats why I became the option.. and thats why I told you if I couldn't have your heart, then you couldn't keep mine prisoner.. Why do you think you can have it all?.. -he tried to get her to understand that everything he had done was out of love for her.. -.. When I look back Nautilous.. youve controlled.. a lot of my life.. and you even tried to.. right at the end.. by deciding my future would be with Diovan without even asking if thats what I wanted.. so whilst yes.. its possible that everything you did was out of love.. it was simply your assumptions..however misguided.. that made you think they were selfless.. -.. realistically.. he just wanted it all to be tidy or thats how it seemed.. was it perhaps a way to alleviate some of the guilt.. if she was settled and happy with his Brother then maybe he wouldn't feel quite so bad for breaking up with her.. all things she would never truly know for sure. he picked her up and her eyes widened a little.. her hands fell down to his shoulders as she held on.. she was about to ask him what he was doing.. before he settled down to sit there upon the bench seat.. the dress having glided up along her thighs as they parted to accommodate his legs.. before her hands slid up to rest there upon the rounds of his shoulders..

she would look back to him there.. they were face to face.. the two of them sat there.. just in silence for a moment.. the noise of nature around them could have just melted away.. she certainly didn't hear it anymore.. he had her focus.. he seemed to have a knack for taking it so easily.. holding it firm between his fingers.. he laid down the law more or less.. that he was never going to let her go.. that she was his.. and he was hers.. that this would go on long past death and well beyond anything that came after that..she took a breath-.. never?.. -she questioned though the singular word was almost inaudible when it fell from her lips.. her lids tumbled closed when he began to stroke his fingers through her hair ..she remained still.. just quiet.. eyes closed.. her lips parted when that connection was forced open.. allowing her to feel what he desired .. the purity of love.. the respect and admiration.. and then of course the sheer amount of shame he held for what he had done.. the ever present lust embracing everything was a sensation she had often gotten from him.. it was like his own personal echo.. and it made her fingers twitch against his shoulders.. before he cradled his cheeks and he beckoned her to look to him.. their eyes met once more.. this time with a lot more intensity.. a lot more drive.. he pleaded with her to tell him true.. about what she had seen and felt.. oh her heart.. it was hurting.. it was squeezing in her chest.. -.. I.. -she hesitated.. her right hand rose.. fingers brushed against his chin.. tracing a finger tip beneath his lower lip-.. I cant.. I -her gaze lingered-.. I cant deny it.. I do.. I do feel the same way you do.. but that doesn't make it right..- she would reach to take his hand.. her fingers would curl around his.. turning his hand over.. they both wore the ring of someone else.. -.. What if I asked you to choose?..would you?. -she leant down to press her lips to the back of his palm-.. Could you? -she'd release it.. leaning in a little closer.. their lips were mere inches away.. -.. I dont think you could.. or even want to.. am I right?.. -she could have easily kissed him then.. but no.. instead.. she did something wholly out of character for her.. or.. perhaps more for whom she was.. the woman he knew..she embraced him.. she hugged him..she held him.. her chin found his shoulder and she just curled in close.. her arms wrapping around him- What do you want Nautilous?.. -she whispered into his ear-..

[BadInfluence]

“Everything I said was in a desperate attempt to make you hate me… To make you loath my very existence because I hoped that if you thought I was vile and felt nothing but venom for me then I’d be able to go without you being left to bleed out… That the hate would be cauterizing…” That had been his hope… But nothing had happened like that, if anything it was as though in the attempt to burn it closed with hate all he had did was take what might have been a painful wound into a fatal gaping hole… Her words told him as much too as it all seemed to hurt her even worse because of it and her request, the need for the truth… She was right… She deserved it and more than anything else she certainly could handle the truth now… No one was left to alter or warp it so that all she’d felt was pain and hate and confusion… No one was there to pull her strings… He took a slow breath and let it out with a lowering of his shoulders as he began to sort out the timeline in his head, all the hidden truths and the deceit, Forcing his own mind to focus on the events of that night and the year that had followed. “You’re right… You deserve the whole truth and you can handle it… I did what I did to keep you from being with my brother because I wanted you. I had seen the way you two looked at each other, a blind person would have seen how much you two were in love, and I didn’t want to lose you. Caela’s plan was the perfect way to make sure you two never ended up together which would have opened the door for me.” He could swoop in, be the savior, pick up the pieces and romance her slowly… Make it so she was utterly and completely woven around his soul so that she could never dream of anyone else but him. He had SO many plans… SO many… “Calea double crossed me when she sent you to the surface with Ace, I was stuck in Arvandor without being able to leave because of my brother and my mother, they ensured I was thoroughly stuck.” And he had meant that. His mother had made sure he had no access to any of the portals or web-ways.

“By the time I could actually get out of Arvandor you were almost due. I found you after a couple of weeks of searching and I was there every day, you didn’t see me because once again, my mother. She never wanted us to be together and she did all she could to make sure you couldn’t find me or see me. I am sure you didn’t miss the flowers blooming outside the house even in the dead of winter though… Or the raven that often sat outside your window or followed you on walks…” He had been there in as many ways as he could, trying to bring her small batches of happiness or companionship but his options were extremely limited and not without cost, more than once the spells he tried to use to break his mothers rebounded on him and caused him a great deal of pain. Every time he got close to her the spell kicked in harder and harder until it was so painful he couldn’t bare it. “When you died though my mothers spell couldn’t work anymore. You weren’t alive so therefor there was nothing for it to attach to… So as soon as I found you where you were I set up shop so to speak… Working my way around in every sense of the word until I had a chance to run into you in a round about sort of way… From what I had seen? Your memory was gone and approaching you right off the bat… Well I doubt it would have ended any better than it did with me taking my time considering you hated me and we fought like cats and dogs.” Oh she had LOVED to fuck him about, insult and belittle him, fight him and make his work difficult… He had growled at her more than once and a few of those fights he really threw into it because she had him so frustrated he could have screamed. “Telling you all of it wouldn’t have done you any favors and with a new life before you I thought it was best I kept my tongue and my secrets. If you didn’t know about my past you couldn’t remember Diovan and I would have no competition.” Simple as that, her death put a neat little bow on a lot of things, gave him the opening he was looking for and with absolutely no work on his part to make it happen.

Their conversation deepened and when that link was opened the emotions were felt on both parts, almost like weeks of pain were suddenly and unstoppingly flooded into each other and it hurt them both, realizing the amount of pain that the other was in. Hands linked… Foreheads touching as they both tried to meet in the middle… He was there to apologize, to tell her the truth about everything and anything she asked, to try and make things right again… “I had little choice, I had asked to take time to work things out but Gia made it clear if I did, she would leave me and that would ensure Lloth won and I could not get back all that was stolen.” He had tried, he genuinely had but Gia made no bones about it, she would not tolerate anything of the sort without cutting him out like someone cutting off a rotting limb. He explained what had happened with Lloth down in the webways, a misstep and he had fucked up so hard it wasn’t even funny, for the first time he had been caught unexpectedly and he was paying for it in spades… Himself and others. “Not my power, she has my soul Sydel, my life force… She can kill me at the drop of a pin if she wishes it and she is beyond fickle…” The only thing saving his ass? Was that she enjoyed watching him being forced into slavery with a Matron, making him dance to her tune like a puppet on a string, a dog on a leash that attacked on command. As she spoke on he felt her raw pain wash over him as if he were flayed alive and she were bathing him in vinegar, lemon and salt, the burn was intense but deserved entirely. When he spoke It was after some silence as he tried to process it all and get his own thoughts in order, to sort out the facts from the emotions, the reality versus the romance. “I do love her yes, very much, but so do you.” He said simply but honestly. “You two were shadow and light to each other for years before I came along and your love was deep and profound. You know how easy she is to love when you’re a broken person, how she has this ability to pull all your broken parts in and make you whole, makes you feel loved and wanted… Protected and get given room to grow. Things I wish to God I could have given you, things I wish you could have given me, but we were broken things from the start… And we just kept breaking each other over and over till the damage was too great and at that point… We tried… We tried so hard, you most of all to undo the damage but at that time, by that point… I couldn’t see it working…Not as we were.” She said she wanted the truth… And his own curse made it so that he couldn’t lie either. But what she got she might not like quite so much and there was no help for it. It was exactly what it was, the truth in all it’s twists and turns, multiple splotches of dark and light… “You’re right… I did control you to a great extent and I won’t deny I did a shit job of it… Thinking I was right but all it was was a prideful delusion on my own part. I told myself I was doing perfectly, doing it all right and flawlessly, but all I did? Was lie to myself to quite the extreme. I had myself fooled so thoroughly it wasn’t until I broke it that I saw it for what it was…”

He had to leave before he saw it for what it really was. He had controlled so many parts of her because he was terrified that if he let up for just a moment, she’d see what a joke he was and leave, turn around and never look back. Anyone that knew who he was at his core? People like her? Certainly would have been grateful for the freedom and the chance to leave behind such a broken wreck as he himself was. He let out a slow heavy breath with his brows drawing together for several moments as pain stretched out along that link that she had silent on her end, or as much as she could with them being so close, his own agony rather sharp at that point. “You’re right… I was entirely wrong and I didn’t see it. I just wanted to do the right thing as best as I was capable… But in hind site and with more wisdom I see it was just a child’s way of trying to apologize for braking another’s favorite toy but having no plans on fixing it or replacing it. Simply expecting some other child to do so for him.” She couldn’t believe he was being prideful… Everything he had said so far was nothing but confession after confession of guilt and mistakes… Spoken from his soul where no truth could exist… Even if he wished otherwise because everything was humbling to the point of pain. He lifted her up and carried her back to that bench he had been sitting on, placing her in his lap with her thighs parted, his hands resting on her thighs as he tried for her to see… To see the picture as he was so desperately trying to explain it.

In the end? He confessed the final secret. He was never going to let her go, he honestly couldn’t, even if it was the best thing for her that he could possibly do… “Never Sydel… I’ve tried to let you go and I can’t… My hands ache and feel empty without your curves, my mouth is a desert of ash and sand without the taste of you, I am deaf without the sound of your voice, blind without you in my vision…” His fingers gently stroked through her hair, weaving the net a little tighter, this was the greatest of prizes… He could not risk her escaping… Not now. Hands moving to cradle her beautiful face between his palms, two sets of mismatched eyes searching each other out with a hungry desperation, the two of them knowing without doubt this was going to make or break, the next path was opening up… Being decided… Carved and cut from the stone of the future. Fingers linked as their rings touched and she was right, they both wore the rings of someone else, planned and prepared to marry someone else… The link was opened now between them both, no more static or silence, pure emotion being fed along that two way connection. Feeling her touch along his skin told him in more than a few ways that she was surrendering… “No… I can’t and I won’t… I love you. I love Gia. There is no way to lie about it and the fact is you both hold a half of my heart, perfectly equal parts, the night and day of each other.” He thought for a flash of a moment that she was going to kiss him but instead she held him close, her chin on his shoulder as his arms rose up and wrapped around her waist, holding her close against him as the two shared silence for a moment before she asked him what he wanted… “Everything…” He responded to her question, there was such a sudden passion in his voice, a fury… A man hell bent on the path he chose and would not be swayed… “I want everything I crave, I want the women I love to be mine, even if I must share them with others I can content myself with that.” He said thickly as his hand drifted down to cup her ass in his hand and she would know… From pitch… From voice… From the heat… He lusted for her like an alcoholic after drink… “I will not fight your marriage to Diovan but I won’t allow your divorce, you are mine and always will be, he can marry you on the surface if his desires are true.” He pulled her in tighter, closer, his lips finding the swan like curve of her neck as he began to kiss down it slowly… Sensually… His breath warm and heavy against her skin as he moved down along her neck in perfect seduction, writing poetry on her skin as he went, his hands over her skin were feather light… Gentle… She could leave if she wished. “More than anything I must have you Sydel, you are the blood in my veins, the fire in my soul…”

He wove melodies around her with his voice, whispering the softest of love songs to her, their song as he kissed along her skin as if he were painting her in utter adoration… Every press of his lips imparting his feelings to her in a way she couldn’t mistake… Down to her shoulder, that supple spot between it and the neck, where it was nothing but sensual nerve endings… “Let me love you Sydel… Let me keep you as mine… Always…” Khorn had killed every child they tried to have, there was no way her father was going to let her breed, that wasn’t what she was built for. So every time they conceived? Khorn killed it. Snuck in and snuffed the light so easily… He had the only child he needed her to have in Jacob, Aysil was a possible back up if that failed, but now? Khorn was no longer a part of her life… She was free… And that meant he could give her what she wanted so desperately from his brother who couldn’t knock her up despite long hard fuck sessions on the daily… “Let me give you everything…” He said before he’d slowly place her under him without her even being aware of it, her thighs spread wide around his as he pushed in close, promising the pleasure only he could give and in a way she had yet to experience from him…

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-she twitched whenever he brought up Caela, it still hurt her.. possibly more now that her mind was all the more clearer from the freedom she newly acquired.. it still hurt her how much trouble her sister went to.. to make sure her life was miserable.. -..I still dont know why Caela wanted so badly to ruin my life.. and still does.. -she shook her head it confused her.. and probably would for the rest of her days.. -.. I never said a cross word to her.. I dont know.. -she exhaled.. it stung that he was so tangled with her sister.. that all of this started because he got caught up in Caelas web.. she listened when he explained though.. when he told her a little more.. and then a little more of what had happened so long ago.. the little bits of her history that were being written.. as if it were a page filled with well worn words.. but he was adding story.. he spoke of Ace and of his Mother.. the restrictions that were in place.. her brows furrowed-.. I thought your Mother liked me.. -she huffed .. was she so wrong about everything back then?. was she looking at the world and the people around her through some kind of rose coloured glasses?.. she would have looked confused.. concerned.. perhaps even a little crestfallen.. she fell silent as he continued.. speaking about finding her on the surface when she was about due to have Jacob.. she blinked when he mentioned flowers and then of course the Raven.. a breath was taken.. slow and steady-.. I do.. mm.. -she nodded-.. I thought it was so very odd for those particular flowers to be blooming on the surface.. especially in the winter time..

-her head tilted a little.. those ivory locks shifted over her shoulder-.. The raven though.. -the corners of her lips curled for a moment.. as if it were perhaps a fond memory before fleeting it was and gone-.. it was always there.. I'm pretty sure I spoke to it.. a lot.. since there was no one else around.. -she pursed her lips together-.. I remember Ace coming home once and seeing it on the ledge.. and like shutting it out the window with a wave of his hand and it hit the glass of the window.. -her gaze narrowed a little at him-.. Only to have the bird attack him on his way out the next day.. -she chuckled and nodded-.. mm.. I remember now.. -he explained it all a little more.. how he looked for her.. and whilst it seemed at the time to be a chance meeting.. hearing this now showed her that no.. he had planned it all.. -.. You were a little cocky for my liking.. I remember that much.. -she nodded-.. incredibly sure of yourself.. and You did not like that I wasn't so easily swayed like the others.. -he told her the reasoning behind not telling her the truth from the start.. -.. I doubt I would have listened anyway.. I was a pretty angry girl back then.. -she knew she was.. she could feel it.. like a bristling along her nerves when she allowed her memories to reach back that far-.. I didn't start remembering your Brother till you took me back home.. -she nodded.. the links were opened between them.. and when he was rushed with her sorrow.. her pain ..she too felt every bit of his angst.. his suffering and guilt.. it was enough to make her breath audibly catch.. to make more of those tears tumble down her cheeks.. He hurt her.. she knew this.. but she had no idea he was in so much pain..

he tried to explain this deal that Lloth had made.. that he had to seduce Gia.. to marry her.. to give her children and remain under her for the next twenty or so years.. but the fact that the goddess had his soul made her exhale.. it was so tricky.. the situation he had found himself in.. and how it had placed such a sharp wedge between them.. -.. I really dont know what to say.. If Lloth has this much power over you and there is no other way around it.. You could well be trapped in this employ for longer than you even realise.. Lloth is well known for not keeping her promises.. utterly and completley selfish.. more so than any other god or goddess.. why do you think no other god can enter her realm?.. -she frowned.. her shoulders sank a little when he spoke about her love for Gia.. and how she must understand how easily he fell.. that the two of them were shadow and light.- I did.. yes.. -she paused-.. a long time ago.. and whilst we did.. find a place that night.. together. -right before he had summoned Gia from the room they were occupying.. she and the Matron had reunited.. they'd spoke at length.. and began rebuilding the bridge that had long been burnt down.. - it ended.. when you found a place in the middle.. -when he bragged about his love for Gia is cut her.. so deeply.. it told her.. everything she had been doing wrong for him.. it reminded her of her mistakes.. her flaws.. her fuck ups.. -.. when you said to me.. that you two found love.. true.. love.. when we -she motioned between them both -.. were just playing games.. -she paused.. exhaling softly-.. uh.. yeah.. mm.. I tried.. I really did.. Im not to proud to admit I made a lot of mistakes.. some.. I am still dumbfounded to this day as to how I did it.. but.. I did.. theres no taking any of it back.. -she looked up to him.. her gaze.. that duo colouring lingered upon his.. listening as he spoke about controlling her.. and then of how she felt he was wrong in trying to map out her future for her..

she felt every blip of pain that came through that link.. and just how much he was struggling.. the two of them had settled upon that bench seat.. her lithe frame atop his lap.. her thighs spread over his.. he made his confession then that he was never.. Ever going to let her go.. how much he ached and felt empty with her gone.. her own heart hurt in that moment.. if he was playing her right now he knew precisely what to do to get her in his corner.. saying the right things.. making the right touches.. even down to the way he was looking at her.. it was telling her much more than mere words ever would.. his fingers gliding down through her hair.. cradling her face.. her soft warm cheeks.. as she looked back to him.. there was desperation felt and seen between them both.. a moment of hesitation before she would reach for him.. finger tips were soft as they traced along his cheeks.. his jawline.. she asked him to choose.. to make a choice between her and Gia.. but that she also knew he couldn't.. or perhaps even just wouldn't.. and he easily confirmed that.. that he loved her and Gia..that they both held equal parts in his heart.. night and day.. it was incredibly reminiscent of what she felt for him and Diovan.. so she understood.. probably more than he might have realised .. before she curled in close to embrace him.. not kiss not grab or grope.. the desire to just hold him outweighed the bubbling lust that was in the background..

she asked him what he wanted..what he desired most of all.. his response made her sigh softly.. she heard the passion and fury in his voice.. that he wanted everything he craved.. he wanted it all.. before she felt his hand glide down to grip onto her ass ..he would have felt her stiffen in response.. a gasp heard against his right ear as she gripped his shoulders a little tighter.. his dominance was felt when he wouldn't allow her a divorce..that she was his.. that Diovan could only marry her if his desires were true and honest.. -.. Yes I.. -she managed to stutter out before his lips were felt against her neck.. any and all stiffness she held just dissolved.. he would have quickly felt her soften.. he was seducing her.. slowly.. with an unnatural ease.. his touches echoed his lips.. gentle and feather light.. she could leave yes.. easily.. she could have just pulled away.. gotten up off his lap and walked out of that graveyard.. and in as much as her mind was throwing up red flags.. So many red flags.. she remained seated.. curled in close.. tight as he touched her.. as he kissed her.. as he weaved her into that web of his as if she were utterly defenceless.. regardless of the fact that in reality.. right now.. she could have flattened him like a pathetic little big.. he would have felt her tremble every so often.. and when his warm lips reached that sweet supple spot between neck and shoulder she whimpered.. gripping his shoulders a little tighter.. - You have no idea how hard it was to force myself to stop thinking about you.. -her breath caught-.. you're incredibly hard to forget.. I tried.. my god I tried.. -her lids closed when he asked to love her.. to keep her.. to give her everything.. her mind was filled with only the most lush sweet fog.. it felt heavy and left her lids half closed as he managed to shift and re position her.. her back pressing to the wooden seat..her fingers rose from his shoulders.. tracing up the sides of his neck.. cradling against his cheek.. his jawline.. - I want everything.. -she whispered.. looking up to him as he hovered above her.. she stole his lips then.. laying a claim as she guided him closer.. deepening that kiss.. controlling it as her knees drew in to hold him in place.. feeling him roll.. pushing close.. the echo felt of a pleasured promise.. one she knew he could give.. though not perhaps in a way she might expect..the connection they held was unable to be explained.. it was strong and fierce.. even if they were Terrible for one another.. - I missed you..terribly.. -her heart ached with every whispered word she spoke as her lips brushed against his.. those tears were not stopping.. not yet..there was more emotion in her now.. than he probably had ever seen in their decades together-

[BadInfluence]

“If I knew, I would tell you, I swear.” Why does one person actively seek to destroy someone else’s life? Simple malice? Envy? Greed? Hatred? Jealousy? There was a thousand reasons to pick from but there was no clear answer he could give her. Not an honest one. He figured it was because of how Sydel simply was. Kind and warm hearted, she took life’s knocks with a smile, stood up and told it to hit harder next time. Anyone who resented their own life could easily find someone like that utterly infuriating and want to make them miserable. Of course Sydel was much more beautiful than her sister too which might have factored in too. Sydel had three men who would have given anything to marry her where as Caela? Got her sisters cast offs… What else could you call Garafin honestly? Sydel’s left overs. Hell that could have been more than enough to make her sister sour and become more and more bitter as the years passed. Throw a stick and you could likely come up with a reason but without asking Caela directly? Who could say? “But sometimes sisters just come out that way over time… You’ve seen that happen first hand.” Like Chaka and Gia. They had once been terrifically close but over the years Chaka’s inability to have a daughter had driven her mad and made her seek out her sister’s pain if only to make herself feel better.

Speaking on his mother though he couldn’t help the warm laugh that crossed his lips when she said she believed his mother liked her. She does, very much. The issue is she hates me. She never would allow you to be with me, if you were, then her darling baby boy would have to find someone else to pine after.” It might have sounded a little cruel but it was true. As soon as Diovan said he wanted Sydel no one else was allowed to be with her except for her son. She’d sabotage everything and everyone if that was what it took. Hence the curse she had laid on him just to be sure that things didn’t change. “She didn’t want her only grandbaby to be raised by someone she hated, even if that someone was her own son. She can be terrifically close minded when she gets on something, like a dog with a damn bone.” He told her that he had indeed been around though, and while he couldn’t be there in person because of that curse, that didn’t mean he was far. He did small signs, subtle little things to let her know someone was there, someone was watching… “I didn’t know what sort you liked so I just picked the prettiest ones to grow that I had seen.” Which meant a lot of them were exotic and ones she wouldn’t have seen before since they were mostly from Egypt, Crete and Rome, lands far away from where she had tread. The laughter on her lips about the Raven made him smile down at her and nodded his head. “You did, and you weren’t shy either, I saw more of you than anyone else… And if you ever wondered where my baby fetish came from? Look to those days…” How many times had she pleasured herself because no one was around? How many days had she walked about in her beautiful skin with a growing belly? He was young… Impressionable… His own desires and fetishes were just starting to form and given his fixation with her, his lust and love? It didn’t matter if the baby wasn’t his, all that did matter was that he could fantasize with her, jerking off in the woods as she pleasured herself with that sweet round belly and heavy full tits… If she had been aware… If they could have been together? He would have bathed her in an ocean of his cum from how many times he jerked off to her.

“You were my addiction… Still are. I didn’t appreciate losing my favorite show. It was bad enough I watched you pleasure yourself without being able to come down and show you what it was supposed to feel like , but then to take that from me? Oh no… I was less than impressed.” And if Ace hadn’t been careful? He would have been shat on more than once or twice too. She mentioned how he had been in those early days and he nodded his head, he owned up to all of it because it was true, his ego was ten times the size of his dick and his dick was pretty fucking huge. “I thought with my looks and charm you would have fallen into my lap like a peach but you didn’t. You insulted and mocked me and it made me insanely angry and frustrated. I decided it was just better not to tell you and let things start off or end as they willed at that point… Though don’t think you were angry… You were manipulated by a lot of people, your father especially, he made sure you suffered when you weren’t doing all he wished.” If she hadn’t been so thoroughly fucked over he doubted she would have been as mad as she was. He didn’t blame her for it, not any of it because there was nothing to blame, just like there was nothing to forgive. They had both been hurt, wounded creatures in those days and no one knew how to help them, especially each other. Just two bleeding souls who happened to find each other and decided to bleed together. “I knew it was a gamble to do it but I felt like I had to try… If you had fallen in love with him again I could have let you go and let you live in peace with the man you had loved since you were a child.” But Diovan had fucked that all up, being so damned timid and shy, keeping his anger inside instead of challenging him to Sydel and therefor earning the right to love her. Diovans own stupid fucking nature had ruined everything in so many ways…

Lloth came in and he knew she was right… Entirely so. It was there in the shared link again, that honest pain with the deep, throbbing sadness like a haunting tempo to it. They were both hurting and yet he had his hands tied, his options were next to nil, yet even so he was determined… “I know… I know Lloth can warp things however she wishes and I am stuck in this tight little box. For every success I make in her trials I get a little more power back… A little more room to move… But I won’t get my soul back until Gia’s house is fully established and she reigns supreme in Menzoberranzan.” He brought up Gia and his love for her and told her that she had to know what it was like, how Easy Gia was to love, a mother to a broken child… Warm but firm, able to control and master without being overbearing, to guide and teach while also allowing freedom. Gia was… Lethal… She was the hidden spider in the web, the one you don’t see until it is too late, fangs deep in your neck. “Look at me Princess…” He said as he brought her hand to his, slicing the pad of his finger with his fang, drawing blood to the surface. “This was us… Bleeding and hurting…” He spoke softly before pressing his finger to her uncut one. “We were pressing against each other hoping that because we thought the other was whole we might heal with them.” He then lifted her finger and pierced it with his same fang, her blood incredibly sweet on his tongue, far too tempting and hypnotic. Pressing their bleeding fingers together he’d speak once more. “So I made you bleed… You made me bleed… We thought if the other was bleeding like us then we could be whole together but it doesn’t work… You just run over into and over the other, there’s no healing, just confusion and clouded waters… We made it so that we couldn’t see anything and lied about it to everyone… Especially ourselves.” He said gently before he’d press on her finger to stem the flow of blood there. It would heal in no time with her genetics. “Gia cleared the waters for me, she showed me what I had been doing wrong, how I had done no good for you or myself despite how often I told myself it was for the better good. I lied to myself more than I lied to anyone else and just played it all off. I didn’t know how to love, I just said I did, and I blamed it on you in the end anyways… But not anymore… We’re both at fault true enough but let’s be honest here… I am the cause of the lions share and I will bear that cross for the rest of my life.”

Truth were shared in those moments, especially the fact when he said he was going to keep her to himself, forever and always. He was willing to give her Diovan, marry on the surface and share her like that, but give her up? Never. She was HIS. The confession wasn’t easy when she held him in her arms and asked if he could chose. Could the sun choose when it rained? Could the flower choose which bee? No. He loved Gia as much as he loved Sydel, the light and dark, yin and yang… He needed them both to thrive like a plant needs soil and water. His lust was starting to overwhelm him though, they were shedding so many chains of heavy misunderstandings and lies, the truth was giving them a freedom they had not known before and with that weightlessness? He was struggling to keep himself from nudging that beautiful dress aside and reminding her why they were like a match and petrol… Kissing up and down her neck as she gasped, oh if she knew how quickly those little breaths, the sound of her heart in his ears… The pulsing of her blood beneath his lips… Alive… Warm… And smelling so fucking sweet… She could leave and he wouldn’t stop her, he made sure she knew that as he kissed and touched her softly, “I never stopped thinking about you… Ever. You were in my mind day and night without ever a moment passing…” She had spent a lot of energy blocking him out but he? Had left the door wide open because he never once planned on locking her out.

Begging for permission as a gentleman would when she submitted to him it took literally everything he had not to tear their clothes off. Her touch was so soft though as he moved his head to kiss her palm, catching it before pressing it to his chest, over his wildly beating heart. “And I will give it all to you… But… I can’t lie to you Sydel… I won’t lie to you… You might tear… I’ll try to make sure your pleasures outweigh the pain I promise.” He used to control it’s size before but now? There was no way to do so… She’d feel it all with every ridge and bulge… Shaped and packed to please but he was a tall man which translated to his cock being quite large… He’d roll them so that she was under him, her back against the wood before he’d pull away from a moment, sliding out of his jacket and placing it under her… His vest came next to rest as a pillow under her head. While she might be warm and alive? She was still incredibly petit and little, he could break her if he wasn’t careful and he was going to be exceptionally careful indeed, his hands gentle along her skin. “I missed you too my love… My Princess… My world… But before I touch you any more… Do you wish for a child still? I… I can’t stop myself if you do… If not I need to stop before I climax…” He said and while she pondered it if she needed it he would move down her body, kissing every inch of her skin as he gently caressed her clothing aside, nuzzling the sweet firm mounds of her breasts… Moving over that delicate pink nipple before he’d flick his tongue over it, his hands remaining at her breasts or her shoulders, never dipping lower than her waist… He’d build her up slow and sweet with hands that strummed over her skin like a musician with a beloved instrument… His lips prayed to her as his Goddess with every kiss… Tongue worshiped her divine beauty as it wrote out poetry against her nipples… He’d go so slow and sweet until she found a shocking orgasm without him touching her sweet core, letting it wash over her before he’d move down, gently lifting her skirts…

“Are you sure?... You don’t want to change your mind my love?” He whispered gently to her as he began to undo his pants, sliding them down over his ass so his cock was free, every thick glorious nine inches of it and it’s intense pleasure geared size… If she didn’t stop him he’d settle between her thighs and line himself up with her core, rolling his hips against her slowly, elegantly… A gentle dance between their bodies as he rubbed his cock up and over her slit, pressing and stroking over her clit with each thrust as he continued to prepare her body for his cock, his arms pulling her in close… Eye to eye as he looked down at her, maintaining that eye contact the entire time, letting it all show in his eyes… His love… The adore… The determination to make her happy and give her everything she wanted… The might be bad for each other but they were better together than they would ever be apart… “I love you Sydel Dragonsbane… You are my Wife… I will Never let you Go…” He whispered against her lips before he’d kiss her and she’d feel like that kiss was what brought the starts into life, taught the sun to shine, the world to spin… It was everything she could have ever dreamed of and more, as if he were pouring his soul into her, his heart in her hands… He’d catch her hands in his and hold them above her head lightly, right by her ears as their fingers twined… Linked… As intimate as possible as those tears fell down her cheeks… Reaching down to kiss each and every single one away as he’d bring her to the slowest… Sweetest climax of her life… The kind that makes you see God… Makes you believe in the fairy tales and true love…

She was slick against his cock, there was almost no friction with how wet she was and he knew he couldn’t have held back a moment longer if he had to, he was almost mad with need… “I’m sorry…” He whispered against her lips as he began to slide home inside her, their bodies knew this dance better than they knew how to breathe, they’d always known how to move together… To find peaks no one could ever dare approach… He went so slowly though, letting her core open up around him like a flower, to stretch and accommodate his girth before he’d move forward bit by bit… Kissing her and easing any tears, moving down to suckle her breasts so she’d find the pain edged off by pleasure as he pushed… Pushed… Pushed until finally he was balls deep inside of her with a strangled groan and whimper of pure pleasure, his eyes closing as his face was a mask of sweet anguish, his breath strangled and tight… “I’m home…” He breathed against her skin as he began to move inside of her, teaching her body how to sing, what making love REALLY felt like… What his type of love making was, more addictive than any drug or high, his body moving inside of her for her pleasure… Her joy… Every thrust was geared to show her how much he loved her… Worshiped her… Made her the center of his universe as they moved in tandem… Slow… Sweet… Sensual poetry… His lips never far from her skin, kissing her or laving his tongue across her skin, gently guiding her towards her next orgasm… Letting her set the pace… The path… He was just a companion on this pleasured adventure…

He'd move inside of her for easily a handful of hours, melting her bones and letting her soul taste the joy of sunlight with how he held her up in pleasured bliss, letting each orgasm roll into the other naturally… No sharp edges… No violent highs or deep drops… Just the purest… Most incredible pleasure like the poetry of the Gods… But his stamina was not what it once was when he had his magic to help numb it, his limit was being reached as he clung to her, holding her close in his arm while one hand kept hers linked with his… His breath rough… Ragged… Strained… “I’m going to cum… I can’t-… I can’t hold back anymore…” He said as he stroked inside her a little faster… A little harder… Just enough to make her gasp and cry out in a different sort of pleasure that would make her see stars… Pumping away inside of her before he’d move to pull out…

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-He made a lot of sense.. it was answering a lot of questions that she didn't really even realise she had.. closing off things that had been sitting there dormant .. left unanswered until now.. he probably had no idea just how much it was helping her.. though she was left a little confused by the conversation about his Mother.. on one hand it made sense.. but on the other it left her with a few more questions.. -.. mm.. I know she loved Diovan yes.. I know he was the favourite I recall you telling me as much on more than one occasion.. -she tilted her head a little-.. but if that was the case.. why was I let to roam the surface like that?.. if your Mother was so hell bent on making sure I was taken by your Brother.. why was I let to leave with Aeson.. she obviously knew where i was.. keeping you from me.. -her brows furrowed.. were it possible that all of this could have been avoided?.. she exhaled.. maybe it was better off just being left in the past.. where it happened.. where it belonged.. for dragging it all back up was just making it .. well this especially.. all the more confusing.. -.. I remember the flowers.. -she nodded and she did.. they were quite fascinating.. -.. They were so different to what I was used to.. but.. since I didn't know a great deal about the Surface.. I guess I never really questioned it.. The Raven though.. quiet perfect listener.. -she rubbed her lips together lightly-.. you would have heard all my secrets.. my rants..my desperation.. my loneliness.. -she sighed.. and he would have.. whenever she had questions..she bounced them off that bird.. What was she doing there?.. Why was she left all alone?.. Why didnt Diovan stay?.. Was she not good enough?.. She had come up with so many explanations as to why he was not there when she woke that one fateful night.. and each and every single one certainly did not paint herself in a good light.. this was well before the truth came out.. the corners of her lips curled and she laughed a little when he said she wasn't shy-.. mm.. no.. Ive never been shy.. not really my thing.. I think it makes some people uncomfortable.. -she had always been body proud.. it probably stemmed to the mistreatment she had been introduced to from a young age.. but.. nudity felt comfortable to her.. clothing was sometimes a restriction...he spoke on her being his addiction and how she still was.. that he enjoyed his 'favourite show' and that Ace had cut him off.. -.. It was maddening being there on my own.. long before that once Garafin brought it all out in the open I stopped all of it..

-she pretty much became celibate after that.. and then for the next couple of years.. regardless of the fact that the urges were there.. -.. Your Brother was the first person I slept with after ..well.. -she nodded-.. you know.. and then.. I was told I slept with Ace.. but that never happened.. and then I met you.. I saw how the women in the town looked at you.. lusted after you.. and how you could summon them to do your bidding with little more than a wink or a crook of your finger.. You were attractive yes.. I wont deny it.. but you were just So cocky.. someone had to drag you down a few pegs..I enjoyed watching the shock in your eyes when I turned you down.. I got a little thrill from it.. you got very angry with me at times.. -he spoke about how she was manipulated by a lot of people.. especially her Father-.. I dont remember a lot about that.. but I do recall feeling a lot of pressure.. and pushing and stress.. as if I had a lot to live up to.. that I was never truly good enough.. -she made her thoughts known about what Lloth could be up to.. how it could be truly sneaky and underhanded.. there could be a lot more to it than what he was thinking or expecting.. she was an incredibly greedy goddess.. she looked up to him when he called to her.. watching as he sliced into his finger to prove a point.. that they were bleeding and hurting.. she winced when he sliced into hers.. the blood pooled easily to the surface.. trickling down her finger before they were pressed together.. she nodded a little at his further explanation.. that no matter what they were doing or did that the wounds would not heal with them both being so torn and broken inside.. she exhaled-.. I didn't know how to love either.. not really.. I still dont...-her brows drew inward.. she still made mistakes to this very day..-.. I mean I watch other people.. and it all seems so foreign to me.. I dont understand it.. I think ive just been gone too long.. Im a bit too warped.. I should count myself lucky people have the patience to want to be around me.. - God knows Diovan bore the brunt of it.. more than he probably ever should have.. Honesty was like fire.. it scorched the earth.. it cauterised.. it cleaned the slate.. and with every little bit that was coming out.. it lifted just a little more weight.. it took the layers away slowly.. revealing the desire that would always be bubbling beneath when it came to them both.. even in fits of rage or sadness the connection they had with sex was like none other.. it was their language.. so naturally.. once the raw pain was beginning to settle to be an echo in the background.. they began to touch.. to explore..

kisses were shared.. lips found each other.. tongues danced and mingled.. breaths were stolen.. gasped and murmured.. she confessed that she hadn't been able to get him out of her mind.. much as she certainly tried it.. he was in the same boat.. two distressed souls parted ways and left jagged edges.. but memories were never so easily erased.. especially the ones that stung.. his lips were soft and warm as they found the curves of her neck and shoulders.. his words were soft whispers.. blown across her heated skin.. her fingers twitched when he kissed her palm.. before it was pressed atop his heart.. curling in just a little.. just enough for him to have felt her nails -..You wont hurt me.. -she whispered.. that duo colouring lifted as she found his gaze.. found his own odd colouring looking right back to her.. this really.. this right here was probably the most intimate experience they had Ever had together.. in all the years they had explored and done Everything.. even more than the books would have ever described.. this was new.. he shifted her positioning till her back was pressed to the seat of the bench.. her thighs remained parted around him.. that jacket and vest was placed underneath her.. giving her a bit of a buffer between her skin and the hard paint peeling wood.. she reached up.. her fingers found the buttons upon his shirt as she slid them open.. one by one.. her fingers desired to touch his chest.. and touch it she did.. feeling the broadness of his shape .. how much his body had changed in such a short amount of time.. no doubt from the training he was being put under.. strength.. she could feel it just washing off of him.. she paused at his question.. did she wish for a child.. that he would struggle to stop .. he needed to know now.. -.. I.. -a spot of hesitation-. I dont think I can anymore Nautilous.. -she shook her head a little-.. I think.. with everything that happened on that table ..and in Naggaroth.. -she blinked a few times it was clearly a touchy subject.. something that was bothering her-.. its not for want of trying.. I just dont think its possible anymore.. so.. dont worry..

-her lips thinned out a moment.. he continued to touch her.. manipulating the clothing she wore.. it was easily slid to the side.. layers of chiffon and thin stretchy cotton easily yielded as she felt his fingers cupping her breasts.. that tongue though.. instantly made her arch up off the seat.. she trembled beneath him.. gasping and whimpering as she gripped his shoulders.. he played her like a prized instrument.. strumming her skin with unmatched perfection.. her whimpers turned into breathy moans as he got her so quickly to that first peak.. she cried out sweetly with her fingers in his hair.. trying in vain to lock her thighs together but his body was firmly wedged between them.. her lids closed over as her head rolled to the side on that vest of his.. her cheeks were flushed.. her body easily flooding with goosebumps as he slid down her to lift her skirts.. -.. Please.. please yes I am sure.. -she whispered-.. mm.. but are you?. -she'd question.. her eyes opened just a little.. just enough to catch a glimpse of that glorious nine inches on display as he slid those charcoal slacks down over his ass.. she caught her lip with her teeth then.. it was a little intense.. -.. are you sure this is what You want?.. -she'd ask as he settled down between her thighs..it was one thing to have a quick sexy fling, but it was another when love came into it.. was he prepared for the ramifications of what this could all mean.. she watched him.. felt him lining himself up.. her lips fell open as he began to roll against her .. their bodies were the perfect fit.. even with her being so much smaller than he was.. they were like puzzle pieces.. where his rounded out.. hers dipped inward.. though now her hips weren't Quite so sharp.. regular food intake meant she had softened..got a little more of a feminine shape.. not quite as lean.. every time his thick cocks head thrust over her clit she gasped.. she lifted against him.. eye to eye.. there was no escaping it.. this was needed..it was necessary.. she could feel the love the adoration and determination in his gaze.. she loved him.. she always had.. and always would.. it was no doubt why he was able to hurt her So much as she had let him in.. she had let him beneath her walls.. into her heart.. a place that only very few held residence.. but him.. she trusted.. him leaving her.. hurt her more than Chris dying.. than having to leave Gia.. and Diovan not returning that morning.. he was the only soul to have hurt her that much with his exit.. and thats only because of how much she loved him..

he would have felt it.. all of that as each thought crossed her mind.. it was fuelling the tears that continued to tumble down the sides of her face.. she wanted this more than anything.. but she also knew that she didn't want to hurt anyone.. anymore.. for she would not have forced the way she hurt upon her worst enemy.. let alone someone she was close to.. but there was no way she could pull away.. he had her.. hook line and sinker.. he always had.. her arms rose..sliding up along his own as she held onto him.. as she shifted and moaned in response to his actions.. They were so So bad for one another.. but he was right.. apart they were so much worse.. he whispered the sweetest confession against her lips.. his love for her.. his life and that he would never.. ever let her go.. the corners of her lips curled.. he would have had to have felt the smile- I love being yours.. -she whispered back in reply.. I never stopped loving you.. not even for a second.. -she whined.. her words came out a little stuttered as he continued to rock and grind against her-.. Even when I hated you.. i loved you.. -and he took her breath away with that kiss..and in that one seemingly easy innocent action she felt her world just spin out of control.. her body softened beneath his in complete surrender their fingers linked.. she held on firm.. tight before she suddenly arched up and cried out the softest sweetest sound directly into his ear..her head felt so heavy...she felt warm and tingly.. that same flushing crept across her skin as an almost dreamy smile settled upon her pale pink lips.. his apology didn't quite register though she did hear it.. but soon enough she felt the reason.. a sharp loud intake of breath sounded as her head rocked back against the folded fabric.. she whimpered.. she moaned.. he was larger than she remembered.. but it had been quite some time since she had experienced this side of him.. the pace he set was helpful.. her body adjusted.. opened up.. stretched around to accommodate his sheer size.. there was no mistaking the sting.. the ache.. there would be tears.. no real way to avoid it.. but his kisses stole away the sting.. his touches chased the pain with only the sweetest pleasure..

her moans were deep and she was easily left breathless when he sunk deeply into her.. the sounds he made just melted her.. made her tremble.. made her sigh.. she gripped his fingers tighter.. -.. God ive missed you.. -she whined.. swallowing down that hitched breath that continued to catch.. the two of them moved easily.. smoothly.. as if they'd never left.. but it was different to her.. he was different.. his actions were all about accommodating her.. he was teaching her what he had learnt.. this true and honest love making.. and it was sinking in hooks deeply.. it would become an all new addiction.. one she would never find a cure for.. her body responded perfectly.. she arched and grabbed him.. she moaned and gasped.. reaching to hold him.. to touch him.. she'd capture his lower lip.. she'd suckle his tongue.. her eyes would linger upon his whenever hers were not rolling back or finding themselves caught beneath fluttering lashes.. she hit her peaks over and over.. sweet high pitched cries sounded.. the pleasure felt was incredible.. like sweet rolling poetry.. she felt his arms around her as he clung to her as if his life depended on it.. his breathing was matching hers as they both gasped and panted.. his cries that he was going to cum.. that he couldn't hold it back made her whimper.. made her whine.. his speed picked up.. she felt her ass being pressed down a little harder on that seat.. his intent to make her gasp and cry out succeeded.. she squeezed his hand all the more tighter.. before he went to pull out.. and she locked him in with her thighs.. her right leg curled around behind his.. he possibly could have overpowered her.. but would he?.. her gaze.. that brilliant blue and green looked up to him there.. the pleasured agony clear upon both of their faces..- let a girl dream?.. -whispered brokenly before that very same gaze would have rolled back.. her head rocked into the makeshift pillow.. body arched and she cried out.. that sweet finale climax shattered her.. he would have felt every single pulse and throbbing of her warm sweat slick body.. her heart resorted to short shallow beats as she gasped for a breath she couldn't seem to catch-

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“She fully expected him to chase you down and steal you away quite heroically. That is what his father would have done and her love for him had a majority to do with how much he resembled him I think. She expected him to live up to being a little clone almost and for the most part? He stuck true to course.” That had all hit the wall a bit hard though when Diovan sat back rather than ran after Sydel. Perhaps that was the first time their mother had realized her son was not quite exactly like his father, that he was much more passive than his father ever had been, a true submissive in every way… Which was amazing if you wanted that… If you were looking for that sort of thing… But in that situation? It had pretty much blown up in everyone’s face. “She was disappointed in him for the first time I think but she kept hoping he’d come down hence her keeping me away to the best of her abilities.” Which had been extremely frustrating in so many ways. He just wanted to swoop in there and steal her away, he’d have claimed Jacob as his own right there and then, kept her alive and they’d likely have a massive gaggle of children by this time… “I’m glad you didn’t question it honestly. They were there for you to enjoy, brighten your window up a bit, keep it from being dull.” The comment about the Raven had him laughing though, it was the same Raven he had kept as a familiar afterwards, a flash from the past for her but she hadn’t recognized it so it was what it was at the end wasn’t it? “I did and while Ravens can learn a few words unfortunately if I had carried on an entire conversations with you, or heck, even just replied you would have been rather startled… And far less likely to talk to me or let me enjoy the view.” He said with a warm chuckle. He knew she had been hurting but he couldn’t anything about it at that time, he was already playing with fire doing what he was doing and it was so worth it for him, but even so… He did wish he could have done more.

Sadly he had no answers for her about his brother, no more than the ones he had told her when the whole story had come out, why Diovan had chosen to appease Caela rather than just stay in that bed and say sod it… But Diovan was a people pleaser at heart, much as Jacob was he would let himself be turned into a door mat if it meant someone else smile, which was pretty much exactly why he figured Diovan had bounded off like a bunny that night. He mentioned that she had been far from shy about her body though, he had perved on her the whole time she was on the surface, jerking off more than several times a day as she walked about in little more than her glorious lavender hair. She drove him utterly mad, at times he would beat a tree to a pulp because jerking off just wasn’t enough to scratch the itch she was giving him, which to be fair? Was a fucking full body rash at that point. “It certainly does make some people uncomfortable but that’s not your job to worry about them. Some people are very shy about their bodies, depending on the way they were raised, or in other instances screwed up romantic relationships that left them scarred. There is no reason for you to have hidden yourself what so ever.” Though some days he wished she would have covered up, watching her grow as her body got farther along in her pregnancy had caused literally the worst fetish of his life, more than the dominance or the need to force someone to submit. Seeing her round and heavy breasted made him bite his knuckles and go virtually mad. He had knocked up at least seven of the girls in town around that time, his lust was insatiable and he wanted to indulge in his new fetish, needed to or he’d peel his nails off out of frustration.

“When you have the choice to pick a lover taken from you it’s a horrible thing… As a man it was different for me because I wasn’t the one being penetrated… I didn’t have someone invading my body like you did… The act of being whored out is worlds different between our sexes.” He was guaranteed to enjoy it just because of the way he was formed as a male but for her? Her pleasure was never even taken into consideration. Plus from what she had told him and he had heard from Garafin and a few others, she had been badly beaten as well, put into some downright horrific situations and beaten by those she called parents if she didn’t do well enough. Worlds different didn’t even begin to cover the space between the two… “Diovan deserved to be that first person in a lot of ways I admit… He loved you from the start and had been there at your side since you were children, if there was someone you should have let be that person after so long? It was right to be him.” And while it stung to admit it? It was still the truth. Diovan earned that right. “Though Ace never did touch you that’s true… I think he felt too guilty to even try.” And he should have felt that way too. Sydel was surrounded by the men who did her wrong, outside of Jacob and Garafin that is. Hearing how she liked to make him angry back in those days, oh that did make him chuckle more than a bit, she had virtually lived to knock him down a few pegs and it had made him see red SO many times. “Not were… Am… I’m still insanely cocky and confident, I can’t change that part of me no more than a leopard can change his spots or a tiger his stripes, some things are just a part of you.” His confidence was off the damn scale, so much so that it made Ace seem like a bashful school boy virgin in comparison, which no doubt frustrated him to no end. “More than a few times I wasn’t sure if I wanted to fight you or fuck you, no one ever made me dance that line before, it was it’s own sort of rush but a dangerous one.” He could have snapped and wrung her neck at some point after all and that would have been the greatest sadness of all time.

Speaking on control, influence and pressure, he told her a lot of what had gone on wasn’t even her fault. Primarily it was her father who had fucked everything up, made her cut people out of her life with a rusted butter knife so that it hurt, poured gas and lit the match on the bridges of her youth… Khorn had wanted her all to himself, the perfect puppet with invisible strings, made to entice and delight while keeping the venomous fangs and claws so well hidden. “Khorn made you miscarry every child of mine and my brothers after Jacob was born, he couldn’t have you breeding when he wanted you as nothing more than the perfect soldier, marriage and romance were weakness in his eyes… He made sure you destroyed anything soft without realizing someone else was pulling your strings… I know because for a while he did it to me too…” Those first few years under Khorn felt like a wild rush of blood and gore, he saw nothing but red, smelled nothing but copper and steel, heard nothing but the chorus of screams. Khorn stuck him after Sydel more often than once, dragging her back from men he felt were unworthy, staying as her keeper and her mess cleaner… The two of them together bathed the world in crimson paint and it wasn’t until he was a bit older that he realized what was going on… When he cut the ties that had been around his wrists and throat, deep inside his mind, his bones… Once he was free though he had to find a way to free her and that was out of his scope to do… It was something she had to do herself. The same went for what he tried to explain about them, why despite how hard she had tried, how desperate they had both been to make it work… They were both far too wounded and broken, all they did was keep the other from healing by being around each other, it was why they had to leave… To split up… They had to find a way to heal apart before they could be healthy together…

“I feel the same way… I never knew how, it wasn’t something I ever saw in person, it wasn’t what I was taught… My first time with love was nothing more than extreme hell, lies and trauma, it jaded me so badly to love that I doubted such a thing existed…” Sydel and he had played at it but it hadn’t been till he got with Gia that he understood it… Had seen what true love was… What it meant to really love, to dedicate and devote yourself to someone, to their well being so that they grew into a bigger and better person. “I’m learning though… And making plenty of mistakes along the way, so many mistakes and yet she has patience for me, she lets me make mistakes but ensures I learn from them… Its so humbling… And embarrassing at times too but… Good…” It was a mix but it was one he loved, adored, and he wanted to do something incredibly special for her to make up for it all… Something only he could do…

Once the rough turbulence had passed it was like the doors were opened for them, they could chose to back out or step forward, and between them both he knew which way they would move… Broken and bleeding they might be but their sex was perfect. They knew just how to touch each other, where to press and how, it was like lightning and thunder being around each other… Earth shaking… Brilliant… White hot… He wanted her, needed to be with her, to make love to her… Show her all she should have been having… Should have had from him from the start… What making love really was like, the serene intimacy and the melody like out of body experience that it could be, slow and sweet as melting chocolate… He was worried he was going to hurt her though, he couldn’t shift his form anymore, his cock was as nature intended… And as a dragon halfling that alone was enough to make him thick and uniquely shaped… Very intense and while it was guaranteed to be insanely pleasurable it was not for the weak of heart. “Oh my precious little Princess… I promise I won’t ever hurt you again…” He whispered back to her as their clothes were slowly shifted around, his placed under her to make the old dilapidated bench far more comfortable, hers so that he could have access to her sweet and plump little tits. She began to undo his buttons before he’d move down against her and begin to gently ease her into an orgasm, whispering poems of love and adoration in her ear, against her soft skin… Asking if she wanted him to pull out because he didn’t want to give her a child if she didn’t want it… She’d been through enough already he wasn’t about to add insult to injury.

Her fingers over his skin noticed the fact he had almost doubled his bulk, he bore more scars now from training his men, his chest muscles were firm and well shaped… Promising that if she saw him naked she’d be unable to look away to save her own life. His heart broke for her though, the fact she felt she couldn’t have children anymore despite what she wished for, the marathon sex she had been having with his brother and yet nothing had come from it… Not even a pregnancy scare… Just barren nothingness… What could he say to that? What did he need to do to help her feel better? He knew there was a way he could give that back to her… He had something saved, a fail safe, to be used only in the most extreme of situations… But this… This was worthy of it too, wasn’t it? The world had taken a lot from her… He had taken the most… Wasn’t it right to give back? His words against her body as he touched her slowly, writing his love into her skin with lips, tongue and fingertips… “Do you… Want to try?... With me?” Diovan might not be able to knock her up given he only had one testicle, but that didn’t mean she was infertile, it just meant her partner would need a lot more time before the chances were in their favor… But if she got pregnant with him?... What would she do then? How would she feel? He wasn’t in this to get her pregnant, he was here to apologize and show her he loved her, that he had never stopped… The way this was spiraling out was simply nature and fate taking their course, something neither of them had come here expecting, planned on… As he moved he remembered every spot she adored, the places that multiplied her pleasures, brought her to sweet high peaks that no one else could bring her to… All the while he did it slow and sweet with so much adore his love was sinking into her skin like a perfumed oil… When she hit that first peak he had asked her if she was sure… She could back out of this, he wouldn’t judge her if she felt having sex was too much, it was entirely understandable if that was the case… Her response as he lifted her skirts, moving the soft fabrics to leave her body open to him, his hand stroking over her belly… Was there no chance?... Or was she mislead?

“I know I want you happy Sydel… I want to see you smile every day of your life… I want to show you all the love you should have had from the start… I want to give you the children you think you can’t have anymore… I want to give you a home, not just a house full of beautiful things but a place that echos with your laughter and full of your plants and drawings, rooms for family and friends to stay… Nurseries filled with small toys and white cribs… I want to bring you with me to Menzoberranzan and see you embrace Gia again so your heart can be complete at last with all the missing pieces returned home… I want to see you thrive and find out who you want to be in a place that is safe surrounded by people who love you… Where you have no past to be judged on… Just a future waiting for you to color it in all the bright vivid hues of your imagination and will…” He knew what he wanted to do was going to be hard, extremely so… He was going to have to placate not only Gia but Thaylan as well, prove to Gia why it was a good idea to bring Sydel into the fold, show her it was the right thing to do for everyone involved… He could do it… He knew he could. He had to. But that didn’t mean it was going to be easy. He knew no matter what? It HAD to be done… No matter the cost… And with that fact he was steeling himself for the fire and steel he was going to be living for the next few months. “I know… Even if all of that can’t happen… I want you… From the bottom of my soul… You are Mine…”He said before he dropped his pants and she got to see what it was, what HE was now, the changes that were a bit more noticeable than she might have first guessed… Their bodies coming together flush, sweet and hot as her perfect dips and swells of that soft feminine shape were the exact match to the firm plateaus and bulges of his own masculine shape, the ideal matching pieces while from the outside they seemed anything but…

She wasn’t ready though for all she said she was, he knew she would need more time, more touches and a wetter core… He wanted to keep the pain as minimal as possible and that meant she had to be in a state of extreme arousal before that could happen and even then it might not be enough… Because of that he began to make love to her without penetration, rubbing his throbbing cock up and over her clit with each stroke as their fingers touched and lips meshed, tongues tangled and breaths caught… The entire time he watched her, he held her gaze and let her see it all, his anguish and need and his absolute adore and love for her… This was more than just needed, this was vital for them BOTH to start healing, and it wouldn’t start without this being done… These new webs being woven, a new bridge over the burning rubble of their past, a chance to meet in the middle rather than hurdling logs across the space and blaming the other for it not working… The channel they had shared since marriage was there, firm and full and wide open, allowing them each to feel and know the sensations and thoughts of the other without any confusion or filters… It was all raw and beautiful… And as he brought her to those peaks he told her that she was his in ever way… She was never going to escape him, he would dig his claws into her very soul and hold her his prisoner for all time, she would never be free of him… They might be broken together… But apart they were even worse… Not just for each other but for everyone around them too… They had to be together… There was no other way for them to exist, without one another they were ghosts, poltergeist moving about the world and interacting with it but somehow invisible… Intangible… “I never stopped either… I will always love you… No matter where my heart goes, where my feet wander, you are always in my soul… You are a part of me, deeper than my bones, giving me substance… Without you I do not exist…” He half whimpered against her skin as they kissed and held each other so close, hands roved while others linked, bodies flush and desires at a peak… Kissing her breathless before he apologized after she climaxed, knowing it was going to hurt but he went slowly, made sure she had time to adjust to his girth… But even so her cry hurt his very soul as he held her close, wrapped his arms about her as she whimpered and cried, peppering kisses along her shoulder before he bit her… Would she notice? Realize amid that wash of pain? It was meant to peak her pleasure, to draw her attention off of the pain between her thighs for a moment before he began to move inside her so slowly, listening to her sounds and the way her body moved… Rocked… Letting her show him what she needed…

In those Moments…

They Made Love…

Not sex… Or Intimacy… No fucking… This was Slow… Languid… Sensual… Saccharine… Seductive… Addictive… Every thrust inside her was his coming home, a confession voiced on a whimpering moan, a soul wrenching groan as she wrapped him in pure raw pleasure inside her… So tight… Vice tight… Impossibly tight… Tight enough to strangle the air from his lungs as he brought her to peak after peak in what could only be called the sweetest of sexual waltz, she was unraveling him even as he sought to bind her to him that much tighter, teaching him everything he had been enlightened by… Stroking deep inside her walls, pushing and pulling those silken walls with his thick throbbing cock, his heart hammering and his breath catching all too frequently… Groans… Sighs… Deep throaty moans… Whimpers… He made love to her for hours on that bench as time around them seemed to slow down to little more than a crawl, seeking to push her to every sweet peak her body could find, nothing brash or hard… No these were sweeter than fairy floss chocolate spun around a core of pure pleasure… Meant to guide her to each climax while leading into the next, one rolling into the other so that she never truly came down yet wasn’t over stimulated, something so magical it couldn’t be real and yet here it was between them… Love making in it’s finest, purest form… He began to lose his grip on his control after all that sweet torment though, he couldn’t hold back any more as he confessed as much to her, prepared to pull out and cum onto her belly as might be needed but rather that let him pull out? She pulled him in closer, shock showing on his face for a moment before he’d react to it, pushing in deeper… Slower… his hands sliding down beneath her ass and lifting her just a little bit more, grinding himself down into her, pressing into her cervix with each thrust… “I’ll make it a reality…” He said as he geared her up for a different orgasm, something that would make her scream at the intensity of it, something that would make her body open up for him… Driving in harder… Faster… Holding on by the sheer grit of God himself before she’d find that climax and he could feel it… Her cervix softening and opening a bit as he drove home, his rhythm shot against her sweet white hot pulses, hard and fast, slow and stuttered as she fucked his mind about with raw sweet bliss before he cried out… His teeth finding her neck again but this time it was different, this time it burned sweetly, like the sting of a fine bourbon down your throat…

Gushed…

Flooded…

There wouldn’t be a single crevice inside her that wasn’t going to be utterly painted up, her very womb would find itself filled by his cum, the head of his cock pressed against that softened opening so that his seed sunk deeper than his brother could ever manage… Filling her to the point of extreme heaviness, almost pain as he thudded home over and over again, slow yet hard as he ensured he pushed it all inside her… Not letting her body miss a single drop before he’d finally spend his load, his balls aching as his hands found their way to her face, to cradle her sweet flushed cheeks as he kissed her a thousand and one times as they remained there… Bodies locked… Both praying for a life to be started in a place that held only death… He held her close to him, wrapped in his arms as he kept her warm, letting her body fully absorb all that had been pumped into it before he’d slowly move… Gently lifting her in his arms… their bodies still joined as he sat her in his lap, fingers brushing through her strands softly, letting her come down as slowly as she wished before he’d speak… “I have to return… But before I go… I want to ask you… To please marry Diovan… Here, on the surface, give yourselves the dream you had since you were children…” He whispered against her neck, kissing the spot that now bore his mark, his dragons brand, his claiming her as his second queen… “I know he is dying and I want you to spend the time with him without regrets… I will visit you as often as I can during that time… While we are apart I will be earning favors in Menzoberranzan until I have enough together to bring you down as my second wife.” They could never be together in the public eye in Menzoberranzan but so long as he could see her, smile at her, talk with her… What happened in the public eye was fine… Behind closed doors she would be his. “I’ll write you often… Tell you how things are coming along… And when I have won my right… I will come up and bring you down.”
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The conversation between them both was needed.. on all fronts.. it wasn't dripping with sweetness.. and it wasn't bitter and angry.. it was just honest.. and that pure fact meant that wounds that had been wide open and bleeding for decades were actually beginning to heal.. They were talking to one another properly.. as adults.. no arguments.. no storming off.. no assumptions or jumping to horrible conclusions.. she asked.. he answered and vise versa.. she arrived there on this day feeling really quite brittle and incredibly close to just crumbling..but the way he handled this was perfect.. he coaxed her to listen to what he had to say.. and it was the medicine she needed.. they both admitted to not knowing how to love.. for him he however appeared to be on the right track.. Gia was helping him.. baby steps.. through it ..she was the guiding light he needed.. even if he appeared to be stumbling every so often.. she nodded- You have grown.. -her head inclined a little-.. Im not sure if you know it.. but.. I see it.. the way you speak.. the way you walk.. the way you .. just.. exist.. is different.. you dont seem so tired anymore.. so worn.. -her gaze lifted to catch his.. and she was being honest.. it was one of the things she had noticed when she arrived.. he had a different air about him.. he seemed.. a little more stable.. not quite so erratic or flustered.. and she knew it had to be Gias influence.. and whilst it stung to know it.. she understood it.. she knew he needed it.. he needed guidance and it was something she could not give him.. not about this.. love was tricky.. and it was a thing she did not understand .. not properly.. so how could she possibly guide or teach it?.. -.. Everything takes time.. especially the things that are worth it.. and time is something you have in spades.. so just keep going.. -she nodded a little and it was truly how she felt.. he was still so very young .. in retrospect he had his Entire life ahead of him..

the kisses they shared were magical.. they stole her breath.. her balance.. the very beating of her heart.. he knew how to move her.. he knew which buttons to press.. how to guide her so she fell so smoothly into his awaiting web.. though it wasn't entirely one sided.. she couldn't really deny the feelings that were underneath.. he had hurt her.. gravely yes.. but she didn't hate him.. she couldn't.. he was a part of her.. he'd gotten his hooks down so deeply into her that there was no way she could properly shut him out.. the softest of touches and love fuelled poetry sounded as she was laid down upon that old white bench.. his vest.. his coat jacket was placed beneath her for a little more comfort.. her body not quite as sharp and rigid as it once was.. not replaced with mildly softer curves and obvious feminine dips.. she responded to his seduction.. his fingers tracing over her skin made her shiver.. made her jerk beneath each warm touch.. she sighed and murmured.. the topic of children had come up.. that in as much as it would be so easy to simply push it to the side it was a reality that needed to be voiced.. she however was of the opinion that her Mothering days were over.. she died on that table back on that one fate filled day.. and her body went through so many changes upon its return.. that it made sense when one thought about it ..that it just wasn't meant to be.. Her and Diovan had tried.. and it was a valiant effort.. but nothing.. her lids tumbled closed when he dragged his warm wet lips across her newly bared chest.. she began to worry the corner of her pale pink lips with her teeth.. drawing the pocket inward as she whined.. he asked if she wanted to try though.. with him.. her heart ached at the thought.. enough that it hurt for a moment.. dare she even try?.. it was highly possible it wouldn't matter.. that nothing would come from it.. her mind had pretty much come to that conclusion already.. but still it was nice to dream right?.. -.. I do.. -she whispered.. it was almost inaudible..

before he brought her up to the sweetest peak.. she toppled easily for him.. without a great deal of effort as she moaned and arched against him upon that chair..he asked her if she was sure she wanted this.. it was giving her an out.. a chance to say no.. to reject him and get up and walk away.. but could she?.. no.. he had her in those moments.. her undivided and complete attention.. she turned the question around on him though.. was he certain he wanted to risk it all.. with the possibility that it could go so very horribly wrong.. she looked to him.. her eyes catching his as he began to lift her skirts.. guiding fabric to the side.. out of the way.. his fingers stroking over her stomach.. he spoke on his wants.. though they were all for her.. he wanted to see her happy.. to see her smiling.. to show her all the love she should have had from the beginning.. a house with children.. a proper home.. not just bells and whistles that were all so very fake.. that he wanted to take her to the Underdark.. and see her reunite with Gia once more.. her brows drew inward a little as her lower lip trembled once more.. so many unspent tears tumbled down the sides of her face once more.. she had cried more since she had come back than she had Ever done in her entire life.. but this.. these tears were different.. they were born from admiration.. from daring to dream that she could be that kind of happy.. the kind she had when she was younger.. for that small pop of time when her parents were gone.. when she was free to do what she wanted.. when she was happy.. his words echoed through her mind as she reached up to wipe her hands across her damp cheeks.. -.. it all sounds to good to be true.. -she took in a shaky breath.. trying to console herself.. to ground herself as her heart fluttered away in her chest.. he told her he wanted her regardless.. that she was his.. her response was a smile.. it played about her lips before she chewed upon its corner..

it always struck her deeply when he said that.. it had done so since the very first time he had said it.. that she was his.. that he owned her..i made her heart take a few more shallow beats.. before she happened to catch a glimpse of him as he drew his slacks down over his ass.. her breath was caught in the back of her throat.. it had been some time since she had seen his dragon form.. the sheer size of it would have made her draw her thighs in if it were possible.. but his body was wedged firmly between them.. he rested down upon her.. though she never bore the brunt of his weight.. touching him was something she couldn't resist.. he had changed.. quite a bit in the time they had been apart.. his muscles were a lot more defined.. his chest.. his arms.. and there were so many more scars there than there used to be.. he began to rub against her.. she felt every ridge as it brushed against her clit.. the stroking as he held her hand... her gaze.. they were face to face.. it was an incredibly intimate position.. she shuddered beneath him.. she moaned and gasped.. their kisses were hot and sultry.. smooth like silk.. filled with emotion that was new and yet with echoes of what they already knew.. they were two pieces of a puzzle.. they would always fit.. Always.. the communication channels were open.. honest sensations and feelings were being shared.. there was no hiding.. it was all there .. out in the open.. she felt all the adoration he was sending across as he looked to her.. the captivation.. the love.. he brought her to that peak once more.. her body lifted up off the seat as she cried out sweetly.. her fingers curled in to almost strangle his as she whined and whimpered.. his kisses dropped her.. her heart slowed a little.. she melted beneath his touches.. before he began to enter her.. she felt that pressure.. the strain.. he was considerably large .. even with how slick wet and hot she was.. her cry sounded.. it was unavoidable.. it stung.. but he chased all of that away when he bit her.. her lids fluttered and her eyes rolled back.. she wrapped her arm around him.. holding him.. her fingers curled and flexed against his lower back.. her nails scratched as she moaned deeply..

this was really quite beautiful.. she felt an almost out of body experience with how different it was.. they had slept together.. more times than could even possibly be counted.. and they had done Everything imaginable.. they had fucked a lot.. but this.. this was something different.. the sounds he made were chased with hers.. his deep groans were met with high pitched whimpers and cries.. she wrapped her thighs around him.. long pale legs stretching.. knees drawn in as he rocked and thrust.. she was rendered breathless.. she gasped and held him.. so tightly.. her entire body tingled.. it trembled and shook.. his goal to have her climaxing was met over and over again.. each one a little stronger than its predecessor.. her body ached in the most delicious way.. the sheer amount of sweet pleasure she was being inundated with was sublime.. he began to falter.. she could hear his breaths picking up.. he was panting hard and his rhythm was shot.. she looked up to him when he went to withdraw ..and she denied him.. she didn't want him to cum all over her stomach.. her leg wrapped around him to hold him in place as she pleaded with him to let her dream.. just a little.. she noticed the shock upon his features.. he had to have caught the touch of desperation in her eyes.. before her heart just about burst at his reply.. logical thought would tell her this was silly.. but in those moments she was going to dream about the possibility.. before he switched things up.. changed the tempo.. the pace and the angle.. he drove down harder into her and her head rocked back.. she groaned deeply.. it felt so good.. there was no way to hold back that earth shattering climax that was coming.. it hit her hard.. her nails dug down into his lower back as she stiffened beneath him.. she felt the heat from his orgasm. the sheer weight of it as he flooded her entirely.. it actually stung .. there was an ache there that made her whine -.. Oh my god.. -she gasped for breath.. when his teeth sunk down into her neck her cry got higher.. she grit hers down as her eyes closed over..she clung to him as if her very life depended on it.. her breaths came out hard and fast as he reached for her.. as he cradled her rather flushed cheeks.. and they kissed.. it was sweet and needed.. it was the perfect way to end that.. it was the veritable cherry on top as she whimpered into the depths of his mouth.. .. they embraced.. she held him before he pulled them both into a seated position.. her body settling upon his lap.. still joined together.. still warm..still pulsing if that were even possible.. her forehead came to rest against his as she drank in his gasped breaths.. -.. that was nice.. -she whispered.. there was quite a smile upon her face.. even this close he must have seen it.. -.. I really liked that.. -her hands came down to rest there upon his shoulders .. he spoke on having to return.. but that he had a request.. she murmured-.. mm.. I will.. -softly replied-.. I was planning to.. I need him.. in my life.. I know.. you two dont see eye to eye on a lot of things.. I understand it.. -she lifted her head away from his.. to just look to him-.. but I have a horrible feeling he isn't going to be around much longer.. -her brows furrowed a little-.. I dont know.. I could be wrong.. it's just.. a feeling.. -she nodded..her hands rose from his shoulders.. to cradle his warm cheeks.. thumbs brushing beneath his lower lip-.. be careful.. -softly.. -.. please.. be careful down there..

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Honesty wasn’t something they had been the best at in their relationship that went without saying. They were masters at the half truth, only saying what they had to, omitting other parts for the sake of what they believed was peace. This right here though? Was everything being laid out, the ugly and the beautiful, no shadows to be cast or falsehoods draped over anything to make it seem prettier than it really was. It was insanely healthy for them, going so far to start healing a lot of the damage that had been caused over the years, a most definite step in the right direction. “I think in a lot of ways I needed something to work towards… I always had too much money, too much power, too much magic… I felt like the world was nothing more than a play thing.” In Menzoberranzan though nothing could have been farther from the truth if they had tried with all their might. “Down there I am nothing… Nothing of what I was or who I am matters, all that matters is what I do, what I prove. I’m judged on skill and skill alone and that’s a challenge…” Something he had never really had before. When the whole world drops to your feet at the crook of a finger everything gets incredibly dull… You start to look for trouble, for something, anything to alleviate your boredom. Down in the Underdark he was never bored, he was constantly working and training, fighting and instructing… In the evening he was a lover and a father to be… His world had… Rhythm. It had a beat, a steady tempo that he grew under, that he was flourishing with…

“I do… Something strange isn’t it…” Gia and Sydel were of an age and both of them were over a decade older than him at LEAST, but it certainly wasn’t a deterrent, if anything it was the most massive turn on ever. They were like catnip, she and Gia were a drug, something that made him twitch deep under his skin without. All he wanted to do was roll around with them and enjoy everything they had to offer, to be guided and taught while also being able to delight and entice them in return… He made them feel young and that was all good in his book. “I’m finally growing up which is rather sad in its own way… I made you mother me because I didn’t realize how juvenile I really was. You put up with… So much.” And he was a bit afraid that he was doing something somewhat similar to Gia at times when he slipped up, when his traction failed and he slid back a bit, when pride and youth combined and he did some incredibly stupid shit.

What came next was either incredibly stupid or the smartest thing he had ever done, time would tell the truth of the matter but in the moment all he could think about was her beneath him, how utterly soft and warm she was… So sweet like marshmallow fluff where before she had been brittle and tinny… As much as she felt herself being caught in his claws the feeling was mutual because the moment he had touched her, kissed her, realized that the woman he had loved was no longer a zombie but flesh and blood… Her body flushed where he touched and kissed it, goosebumps rose when he hit a spot she particularly adored, her cries were so saccharine and utterly addictive… He did all he could between them to make sure she made all those sweet sounds and more, his own mingling with hers as he was caught up in the riptide, the storm that threw them together and would always control them body and soul. The only bittersweet part of this was that she feared children were now going to be denied her, that through all the chances and miscarriages, the way her life had played out that it wasn’t meant to be… But that wasn’t always the case, not everything was so cut and dry, especially with her… He knew she was making frequent love to his brother, he could smell it on her skin like a secondary perfume, a deeper note… But nothing caught despite their best attempts… But in his mind? His brother was lacking… With only one testicle and having cancer he doubted that sperm count was up to snuff but his? His was out of this world high, he could knock up a corpse, he had faith if they tried… She’d conceive…

Because of that he wanted her to be sure it was something she wanted to do. He was coming to her honest and bared soul, he told her his heart was torn between her and Gia, that he would not just pick one because that was like asking someone to pick day or night and give up the other. He needed them both and he was genuine about it and if she wasn’t sure she could live like that, and because of that he needed her to be entirely sure she wanted to take this risk, to gamble on the chances of getting pregnant… But she? She wanted it… Told him honestly that she did want to try… From that point on it was a succession of the most tender of love makings blended with peaks of the utmost saccharine climaxes for her, learning her body as he went, letting her lead the tempo and beat of what came next… All of this was geared around her, her pleasure and her love, he was simply there as a companion… To help her reach those sweet high peaks… As they made love so many things were shared, truth and wishes for the other, deep dreams and fervent hopes… “Don’t say that and believe it… I know we can do it together… We can make it happen if we fight for it…” And they could… He refused to think of anything else, they were going to make it happen, no matter how hard he had to fight for it he was determined down to his soul.

He claimed her once more and the two fell down that sweet love filled rabbit hole until neither of them could recall which way was up, acts like breathing which they had done their whole life seemed like an easily forgotten chore, his world whittled down to her and nothing else. He felt a pang of guilt for the pain she felt at the start of it, he knew he was large, it would hurt anyone to take him… Yet she accommodated him as they kissed and moaned, doing all he could to make sure she felt nothing but pleasure the entire time until at the end he was torn, he couldn’t hold back anymore, his orgasm was becoming too much for him to hold back and he wasn’t sure if she had gotten as much pleasure as she possibly could at the moment. He held her close, clinging to her as he prepared to pull out but she caught him, hooked him with her legs and pulled him in closer… He didn’t need to be told a word… He knew what she wanted and he delivered it in spades, giving into his needs to climax as he picked up the pace, shoving his cock even deeper into her so that he invaded that sacred space where life was conceived, his climax ripping through him violently as he bit down on her shoulder and marked her as his second Queen. He had no magic to tell him if they had conceived like he had with Gia, all he knew was that he loved Sydel so deeply he couldn’t breathe right without her in his life, and if his sperm still worked based on the love he had for his partner… They might be creating life with every pulse and throb of his cock inside her… He hoped so… Prayed so… He knew she wanted a baby and so did he… As he slowly came down he kissed her so sweetly, as gentle as spring rain and just as healing, keeping her warm and safe in his arms until they had both come down from that incredible high…

Shifting them so that she was in his lap as they sat up together, holding her close as they spoke, her words on how it was nice though made him chuckle deep in his chest as he peppered kisses over her chest. “Nice… Mmm… I must have been doing something wrong for you because that was incredible for me.” And yes, he was teasing, but it was a warm hearted tease to make her smile. As it stood their conversation took a more serious turn as he told her he had to leave or he’d be noticed gone in a pretty extreme way, he also asked her to do him a favor… To marry his brother because he knew he was not long for this world, he knew the cancer was unstoppable, just as it had been for his father despite magical intervention. Even godly intervention on behalf of his mother trying to save her husbands life. All she had done? Was prolong it. Her words on how he and his brother didn’t see eye to eye on things made him nod his head slightly even as he sighed. “We never will… He’s afraid to act and it makes me so mad I can’t stop myself from seeing red…I bully him and push him, punish him because he knew what it meant to grow up knowing love and kindness but he’s too afraid of taking this life he has and holding onto it, living it to the fullest… I’d give anything to have known what a mothers love was like, what it meant to have a father who thought well of me, to have friends and a safe place… A home… He was born lucky but he never saw it…” That would have driven anyone to pure and utter distraction, and in his case, to extreme amounts of rage against his brother. He tried to curb it he really did but all it ever was were band aids… Nothing healed it only make it look less garish.

“Cherish him my love… He’s a fool but his heart is true and his love for you has never wavered. He will make you a fine husband and if… We created a life here tonight… He will be a good father.” He said gently… He took Jacob as his own, he could allow Diovan to be the father of his own child while he lived, give him a chance to understand what being a father meant and all that comes with it… “His fathers genetics are to blame for his cancer… His father had it and even my mother couldn’t keep him alive… Diovan is going down the same route and I just thank God that Khorn took a hand in Jacob’s life and remake him… Jacob won’t have that cancer and nor will his children.” A small but beautiful blessing that one… And while Jacob might not see it that way if he came out like his mother and children became progressively harder to conceive, at least he would be alive to see what children he could father grow up, to see life that he had a part in creating and help nurture it… Something he himself had taken for granted but now valued so much more than he ever had before… He waited with their bodies joined together for several more minutes as they talked before he knew he had to go… Pulling out of her slowly, carefully because even though he had gone soft he was still a large man, and she being torn meant it was going to hurt regardless… But as he did he was pleased to notice none of his seed came out with him, it was sunk truly deep inside her which bode well for higher chances, nothing that he would say right now though… He wasn’t about to curse it… “Don’t worry about me… I will be careful I swear it to you…” He whispered to her as he straightened her dress for her and kissed her once more, long, slow and sweet… Enough to make her soul sigh before he’s break it off. “In Arvandor… At the temple where Sybelle is buried… Go into her tomb… Beside her in the form of a small orb you’ll find held in her hand… I’ve left you something…” He said as he slid his hands down her arms before he’d rest them over her belly. “If you truly wish to do this… Knowing that our future together is going to be a touch storm tossed for a while… Then take that orb and swallow it… I promise you if you do? You’ll feel our child… Or even children… Quicken in your belly in a way you can not imagine… Just know that it won’t be… normal…” Yes… The one hitch… A little weird perhaps? “You’ll start to show very early, they’ll grow much faster than you realize but don’t be scared, it’s just a side effect… They’ll just be born early for elves, about six months gestation total, half the time for an elf…” But perfectly normal for a Dragon… “You don’t have to, this is entirely up to you my love, and I will support you what ever way you go…”

“With that said… My magic is gone so could you please teleport me to this location in Menzoberranzan?” He would ask her, giving her the location for his arrival and once the portal was open, he’d lean in and kiss her cheek softly. “I love you Sydel… I’ll write you soon…” He said and with that? He stepped through that portal, his jacket and vest left behind for her, to remind her it wasn’t all a dream… And on top of those? Was the wedding band she had thrown aside with a small note… “When I said Forever… I meant it with all my Soul… You will ever be my Princess Sydel…”