The Story of Their What If-....

[BadInfluence]

The fight had taken more out of him than he was willing to admit to. It had been years since the Other had come out, the hand crafted and personally carved warrior of Chegorache, the leader of a massive troupe… It was rare that he had to come to the fore, usually the skirmishes were of the sort where he and his fellow harlequin could dispatch them with their regular consistency, they had all been fighting together for twenty years and knew each other’s strengths and weakness like the back of their hands. Diovan, what ever he had done, what ever had happened? Was not of this world or of Menzoberranzan either for that matter, what it was had a lingering echo like the power he felt in Chegorache’s presence but this was much more watered down, muted like it was wrapped in layers of wool. Even so? He found himself struggling to maintain himself in that fight, they were perfectly matched though he also had the gut feeling that if Diovan had a better understanding of his own power things would not have been the same by any means, the battle would have turned and he would have lost his first fight. That would be a shame he could not overcome easily…



Once the children were born though the need to fight had passed, from that point on it had nothing to do with him, the tides of their own fates had them and from here? It was up to them, their parents, the choices they made as to whether or not they found themselves on the pointed end of a Harlequins weapon. Thankfully too Diovan sensed as much as well and dropped his stance… Then dropped completely to his shock. Apparently this form took a good deal out of him and that worried him greatly, this man was after all battling cancer, he shouldn’t have put himself at such a risk but… On the same hand though he knew how it felt to fight to the death for someone you loved, be it a child or grandchild, the ties of blood are stronger than the ties of fate. Lifting Diovan up onto his shoulder he carried him back into the house which reeked of with elf blood and antiseptic, the sounds of humming from machines no longer connected but still running, the smell of metal… Dropping Diovan off in that bed he would go to the room to clean up and gather evidence as well, things such as the afterbirth and strands of hair from those involved, vials of the blood were all sent to Chegorache. Perhaps his God had a better understanding of the situation than he did, he was after all only one of the Ten, he might have been the only one carrying that particular vision. They normally conferred among each other, seeing which fates were repeated in visions, a common acceptance that those with more than three seeing it often made it their target. Singular visions were far too unpredictable.



The room was scrubbed physically and magically so that there was not a trace of what had happened left behind, the room was as sparsely furnished as it had been at the start, windows closed and curtains drawn and the door closed behind him as he moved on… Packing up from the party, bringing the food inside into the ice box, magicking up an enchanted block for it to keep it from spoiling… The wedded couple would need all the food they could store between now and their first trip out as Mr. and Mrs. The decorations he consolidated and spread around the house so that, along with the gifts Nautilous had brought up and with the help of the two slaves… Er… Freed slaves… They had the house looking quite beautiful, a lovely sort of nest that was welcoming without being so much decorated and furnished that the couple wouldn’t be able to put their own spin on it.



Drained… He could feel it seeping into his bones. Between the fight and the magical use to help get everything sorted it was starting to blurr his mind, slow his movements to almost a crawl, his eyelids heavy. There was more to do though and he powered through it, the last bit going to find Sydel but when he asked? Sydel was not at the hospital, no one had seen her since she stepped away during the birth which scared him, his heart racing a bit as he began to look through the house to find her… Only to realize she was slumped against the door of the bathroom and yeah… That meant he had to crawl into the bathroom window to get into the room, lifting her up in his arms and carrying her out of the room and putting her in the same bed as her husband, stripping them both out of their costumes and rags because they were both bloodied if for different reasons… And God help him… He could smell his sister on Diovan and he knew the two had fucked incredibly recently, a brow rising at the fact though he held no judgement, his mind was clear though his heart ached a bit… How could it not? He loved his sister and knew once upon a time they were only for each other, their touches and intimacy was a treasure only shared between the two of them, but now? The mad flush of a first love had long since faded and in it’s place was a much more mature blossom, something stalwart and timeless, fit to weather any storm without loosing a single petal…



It also meant that as they had become adults their tastes had separated, the singularity they felt for each other had evolved which all things must to be healthy honestly, and they both knew that while they loved each other with a passion to outlast every star in the sky? Their lusts were another matter. How could he begrudge her pleasure considering his own absence and drug use? Especially considering he fucked Jacob far more than he had his sister since they reunited. His needs were hungry and violent under the sway of heavy drug use and alcohol, anything to make the visions stop but he knew it was little more than a plaster for it, until he solved the issue it would just re-emerge to bite him over and over again. Things he had confessed at the wedding now made him feel much lighter, indeed the birth of the twins had helped as well, so much of the constantly high pitched screaming in his ears was gone. Now it was more of a monotonous murmur, a sign that while much of it had been sorted it was not yet done, there was more to be discovered and solved…



Yet with this in mind all he could think about was Her…



Did she know that she was the only other woman to have his heart? His love? His undying devotion and protection? The things he felt for her were as real and true as the dawn, as the things he felt for his own sister, the two of them held equal shares of his heart but unlike Nautilous? He was not settled between them, he did not have both their hearts and thus be able to broker peace and understanding, indeed the only one who knew of his chaotic emotions was his own sweet sister… Thus she had given him this week to sort his brain out, his heart as well, to come home to her far more settled and ready to become the Patron she deserved. Could he do it though? Would Sydel even believe him? He had tried to push her away but it did nothing, he had stayed away and that was about as helpful as the other, neither of which solved anything. Because of that they had become even more confusing and entangled, her words to him before she went into the cottage told him much though, that at the very least it wasn’t one sided… But how deep did this river run?.



Fingers reached out to trace her full bottom lip, moving in he stopped just a breath away from kissing her, taking in the smell of her… She was so soft in his arms… Warm and fragrant… Deliciously pregnant… Everything about her beckoned to him like a flame does a moth. The only reason he stepped away was because she wasn’t his to have… Especially not on her wedding night. So, stripping out of his own virtually destroyed suit he grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it about his waist, finding a chair to sleep in… And would have remained there if not for the violent movements of Diovan in the bed next to her. It looked like the after effects of their fight, the magic he had used was kicking back on him, giving him a violent side effect it seemed to him. Sydel sleeping in the bed beside him was at risk though which spurred him into action, climbing into that big ass bed between them and trapping Diovan in a wrestlers lock, forcing him to remain still while the shivers and convulsions racked him like someone with a high fever. He held him like that for hours even as his body was begging him for sleep, his revere was calling him harder than it ever had before but he held on both mentally and physically until Diovan had stopped shuddering for at least a half hour, only then did he finally let go and the revere when it hit him? Hit him harder than ever before…



Memories coalesced and span around in his head as his body sorted out the last twenty four hours before finally letting his mind wander where it willed…



It was at that time he felt her… Warm and soft against him and he smiled in his sleep. Now this was a good dream he thought to himself… Wrapping her in his arms with her thigh over his hips, her back to his chest as she dreamed on, his lips a soft warm caress over her neck… She smelled like wildflowers… A meadow of them when the sun has warmed the pollen and the bees are drunk on nectar… He let out a warm, soft sigh as he began to stroke her with a touch softer than a feather and yet far from ticklish, just firm enough to be incredibly stimulating… Arms around her he moved his hand to cup a full, tight breast, the weight alone promising so much sweetness to come… The other slipped between her spread thighs as with a practiced ease he went about learning her body, letting every twitch and flutter, every warm and heavy sigh tell him what she loved versus what was ok… She was so warm… So soft… He had to taste her… His fingers leaving her once she was incredibly slick and wet, dipping into his mouth to learn her delicate spicy and sweetness, his eyes rolling up in his head… He had no idea how his mind could conjure up such a complex and beautiful taste but he was thankful for it… It tasted exactly that she should… Sweet with a touch of heat to keep it from being too flat… Complex and multi-layered he groaned softly into her soft hair, the scent of her was richer here, right above her pulse…



Never once did he seek to bite her, his need for her was so far beyond blood, he wanted to feed on her from a different source… His hand dipping down again to continue to stroke and bring her to that peak, what would she sound like when she came? Would she tremble in his arms? Would she soak their thighs or would she keep the pleasures to herself? He had to know… Yet at the same time he knew he couldn’t hold out. Why should he when this was a dream? So play with her he did until she was so slick and wet he could slide into her without her hurting overtly much, his hand lifting her thigh just a little bit more so she was spread out enough for him to enter her, a slow warm movement of his hips… The tightness… His entire body grew hot as he felt the prickles race all the way up to his scalp… “So perfect…” He breathed too soft to be heard in his sleep, they fit like a hand and glove, sliding into her slowly… Letting them both savor every moment of it as their bodies became one, his heart stammering in his chest as tears fell from his eyes, god it was too perfect… By the time he had slid his massive cock inside of her he was already wrecked… He knew he needed her… He had been afraid of it before but now he knew it. He knew it with the certainty that would not give him any peace from this moment on… They had been meant to be lovers, life had thrown them together and yet neither of then had dared to take that step, wants and needs were placed to the side as they chose to nurture and protect their friendship instead…



“I Love you…” A breath against her neck as he kissed her there, slow and soft as he began to move inside her with the grace and tenderness of her dream lover, nothing was rushed or hurried… Every moment was dragged out… Savored… It was pure poetry as he slipped in and out of her as he began to groan against her neck, his hands cupping and palming those full tits before he’s capture her cheek in his hand, guiding her to twist just enough for them to kiss… His lips over hers to taste the melody of her mouth, the complexity and richness of her as he dragged her down deeper into bliss with him, gently and lovingly building her up… He was so slow… So patient… This wasn’t about him, this was all about her, about this moment between them… Years of waiting… “I’ve loved you for years… I wanted to be yours… You were always precious to me…” He whispered against her lips as he rocked up into her, against her, his hand coming down to stroke and play over her clit with a lovers touch… Like he was able to touch her with his heart in his fingertips… “My most precious Snowdrop…” The flower that survives the cold cruelty of winter… The most precious and delicate flower and yet so much stronger than any other… Easily overlooked because the blossoms were small white bells… To him? They were the most beautiful flowers of all…



Even in a dream though you can’t last forever, especially not with how incredibly real this one felt, he could practically hear her moans and sighs inside his head… Everything about it was so real he didn’t want to wake up, he wanted it to last forever but he knew he couldn’t, even now his balls were achingly tight, the pressure in his lower back was goading him to move harder… Faster… But he held off… Oh God he held off as he continued to whisper poetry to her in Drowish, the softest, sweetest of melodies and the most heartfelt of romances, embracing the fire and sting as he held back his need more and more… Pushing her towards that peak, to a climax that she would only know with him, their special place… And when she shattered he’d hold her close, kissing her deeply, passionately as he poured his heart and soul into the meeting of their lips… Feeding her everything he couldn’t say… His love and devotion to her that had never once wavered… His solemn oath to always stay by her side and guard her back… He’d begin to move faster inside her then, slow pull and hard sweet thrust, enough to make her bounce against him and the bed… In and out… Almost pulling out entirely before he’d slam himself into her until his cock was forcing her walls to stretch and adjust to his length… In and out… Slow then hard… His arms tangled around her as he fingered her clit with a different sort of hunger, his breath shattered against her lips as he kissed her over and other again, one hand against her throat with that perfect pressure as the other danced over her pleasure packed pearl until she shattered and triggered his own with a thick anguished moan against her lips… He had never felt something like this… Not since Gia… No one could bring this out of him but her and yet…. She was making him cum harder than ever before, his breath catching and shaking, his cum impossibly thick and sticky as it coated her walls and filled her sweetly… Perfectly… Not too much or too little… Their bodies just perfectly matched…



Even as his orgasm faded into the back, his body weightless yet heavy as warm lead around him, the most incredible sense of perfect completion… He still cradled her close, wrapped in his arms and sheltered by his body, his cock still inside her as he covered them with a blanket,… A solitary tear falling to rest on her cheek… “I’m sorry… I made you wait so long to tell you I loved you… I’m sorry I acted a fool out of fear and hurt you… I love you so much my Snowdrop, I always have and I always will, you hold a share of my heart no one can ever touch… I just wanted you to know that… To know I’ll always love you and protect your back… I’ll follow you into every fray… Forever…” He said thickly… Dreamily… His words muted and a little blurred because of it. He’d slip into nothingness then, that pure sweet black void of a restful and resetting sleep that he needed more than he realized, his mind and body finally in sync once again as he had, after years reached peace within himself and his feelings… And God did it ever feel good….

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she had no idea that she had taken such a hard dive in that bathroom.. at the time she just needed to put a bit of space between her and the child.. the voice of her Father in her head was far to loud.. it echoed and circled her mind violently.. but in that small room she found a small semblance of peace.. just a little as she began to remove what blood she could from her hands.. before (and it would have been around the time Jacobs little boy was born) they struck her again and she white knuckled that basin.. it wasn't painful.. it was just loud.. something she had not had to put up with since she had left there.. and rather than give up her location.. or the proximity of those children she promptly blacked out.. a safety measure.. she remained in a semi slumped position for a good few hours.. against the door making it difficult for anyone wanting to come get to her.. but it would seem he managed through the window..before she was placed down upon those soft new bed covers.. an interesting way to end a beautiful day.. both the bride and groom were passed out.. dead to the world.. not even the sounds o soft breath could be heard in that darkened bedroom.. the night sky was pitch black.. completely devoid of stars.. there wasn't even a moon.. it was all so very odd.. the gods were unsettled.. arguing amongst themselves over what had just occurred.. and just who allowed it to happen.. rain fell heavy upon the roof of the cottage.. no thunder.. no bright cracks of lightning.. just that soft rushing sound that came with a spring downpour.. the room held a few oil lanterns.. maybe a candle flickering on their bedsides..enough to catch features and shapes.... she knew not about the fight between Diovan and him.. she had missed it entirely and didn't even catch wind of it due to her bathroom escapades..

thankfully with the bed being as large as it was her dear husbands thrashing about didn't touch her.. she remained softly silent.. naked as her name day.. head atop one of the many pillows.. doll like in just how eerily still she was.. her lips parted just a little when he traced beneath them.. she drew a quiet breath though she did not know of his close proximity.. before she toppled back down that rabbit hole once more.. her dreams were vivid and colourful.. filled with nonsense and trickery.. faces..words spoken.. a replay of the very day she had just had.. and every so often those same lips would curl as she caught sight of something that made her smile.. the look on Diovans face as he turned to see her there at the altar.. catching the way Nauilous tried to hide his emotions behind his coughing or a quick brush of his hand.. Gia offering her a great deal of advice..an anchor for her bubbling nerves.. and a warmed heart.. Roses book filled with the sweetest messages.. some with a rarity that could never ever be matched.. a bridge being rebuilt.. and then of course him.. the gaze that lingered a little too long.. the talk on her way out where he tried in vain to ruffle her feathers.. only to floor her with his confessions.. had it truly always been there.. was he being honest with what he said about leaving her on that surgical table else he would have given it all away?.. her heart ached at the thought.. that alone conjured up a plethora of scenarios.. of could haves.. and that made her stir a little..

anyone that had slept in the same bed as her in the past would know she wasn't a fan of being on her own.. she needed to know she wasn't alone.. she knew he was there.. well she knew someone was.. figuring it was Diovan..it was their bed after all she shifted a little till her body was pressed against his.. her back to his chest.. fingers sought out his hand.. curling..to hold it as she drew it around her body.. and in that warmth.. that hold she softened..calmed..and relaxed considerably.. her vivid scenarios faded to black when his lips were felt against the back of her neck.. she sighed and murmured in response to his touches.. his gentle caresses.. the touch was a lot like Nautilous.. not soft.. not too rough.. just somewhere perfectly in the middle.. enough to elicit goosebumps in their wake.. she could hear the noises he made.. every single heavy sigh was so close to her ear.. it just made her breath catch.. made her fingers glide down to the back of his palm as he began to stroke between her already parted thighs.. she gripped him tightly whenever he hit those little highs.. she moaned and rocked back against him.. it was such terrible teasing.. tormenting her as he began to wind her up.. to stroke and rub.. that sweet little slit of hers growing slicker with his attention.. she whined though when he pulled that hand away to taste her.. drawing her lower lip in to drag her teeth across .. her toes curling against the soft cotton.. his soft groan was met with her leaning into him a little harder.. before he dipped back between her thighs once more.. she stiffened.. oh he knew precisely what he was doing.. those fingers were strumming her like an instrument.. one he knew incredibly well..

he picked up every cue.. every sound she made.. every twitch and tremble.. every single time she shuddered.. still her eyes remained closed as she floated in that sweet space between asleep and awake.. he moved her a little.. her thighs were drawn further apart before she felt that sudden pressure and he slid up into her.. her mouth dropped open a little wider as she moaned deeply the thickness.. the length.. she was stretched out so smoothly.. having been So hot and wet from his earlier torments.. it was the perfect storm.. and it felt incredibly good.. he would have caught those pulses.. the throbbing.. every response her body made to him and his actions.. her heart was aching.. beating so deeply there in her chest it was almost taking her breath away.. she shuddered and trembled.. her hand would reach back to hold his hip...to clutch it as he began to rock against her.. gliding in and out of her with an unnatural ease.. this.. This was too easy.. it was smooth and fluid..there was no hiccups.. there was no mistakes.. it was as if they'd been lovers for decades.. their bodies knew one another.. fit perfectly together.. curves and straights.. pale and ash.. it was so gentle.. so delicate and yet the pleasure behind every time he sunk into her was so much that it almost hurt.. she cried out softly in response.. she moaned and gasped.. his words.. echoed around in her mind.. floating like bubbles would..not quite settling.. not quite sinking in.. but constantly repeating.. his confessions of love.. of wanting to be hers.. how precious she was.. but his sounds made her lids flutter.. they vibrated from her ear all the way down to her core.. making it clench.. making it grip him all the tighter..

their lips met when she twisted around.. the kiss a broken magic of gasped breaths and moans.. but still it was beautiful in its complexity.. she savoured the taste of him.. the power behind his lips and tongue.. he didn't force it.. but he didn't resign it either.. he was strong in his movements.. his wants.. his desires were clear and she fell all the more harder because of it.. her hand rose from his hip to his cheek.. to cradle it.. to hold it..her newly pierced nipples responded beneath his touch.. palming those firm rounded globes as the two of them met over and over and over again.. her head was so foggy.. it was bliss.. pure unadulterated pleasure.. that pressure inside her kept rising.. his slow gradual dragging pace was edging her.. that grinding she got with every single thrust was becoming maddening.. her body felt hot and prickly.. their kisses broke as her head fell back to the pillow.. gasping.. whining.. swallowing down the breaths that just kept catching.. the moans were deep..her body trembled and pressed harder against his.. meeting him as he thrust that little bit deeper.. her body accommodating his larger size.. the poetry in her ears was just like the sweetest icing.. whilst she didn't understand a lot of it.. the tone.. the vibration of it was enough for her to get the idea.. he was being a sweetheart.. a pure heart.. romancing her.. now if she was of the right mind she might just question who this was.. but she was utterly fucked by this stage.. her body was craving the release.. it just wanted more.. of whatever this was.. because it was perfection.. not a single bit of her body wasn't feeling it.. it was all over.. her hand slid down to grip his hand as her breathing picked up speed .. she felt the edge.. it was right there.. so close.. so very close.. before she shattered.. and thankfully that sweet saccharine cry was into his mouth.. she pulsed and shuddered.. she gripped him so tightly her nails would have scratched angry lines against the back of his palm..

that wave of pleasure struck her and took her for quite a ride.. he would have had to have held on.. for he would have felt just about every bit of it.. before her lids would flutter.. she would be thrown from her sleep.. her hearts sudden snap and throb dragging her out of her dream like state.. their lips still meshed together.. the kiss deep.. passion filled.. slowly but surely she was coming around.. what was the taste in her mouth?.. the scent.. unusual.. different.. that last little bit of her climax rolled making her murmur.. before he picked up the pace.. the slow pull and hard thrust.. she gasped loudly.. she could see the last flickering flame from the candle upon the bedside.. her back pressed clean.. tight against whoever this was.. he had his arms around her.. touching her.. but it did not feel like Diovan.. no.. no it wasn't her husband.. this was more like.. Nautilous.. but.. not.. something was different.. when he slammed up into her she cried out.. reaching back to grip onto his thigh.. her nails curling in against his flesh as she turned her head to look behind her.. catching a glimpse of him then and her heart stopped.. -.. Thaylan ..what are you?!.... -she managed to breathe out.. before he stole her lips once more.. she whined into that kiss.. she was not expecting this.. she didn't know what to think.. all she knew was that her entire body felt so good..she was warm..felt loved.. felt the desire..it was more than a need.. more than a simple fuck to cure an itch.. there was something else there.. something almost embracing her like a set of lovers arms .. all of this coupled with his fingers between her thighs oh she just fell..her white flag went up as her body and her heart all but ganged up on her stubborn mind.. making it go sit in the corner.. she felt the way he held her.. the way those fingers rolled and flicked at her already sensitive clit.. she trembled and shuddered against him.. she gasped and moaned.. their lips were a tangle.. more so then their bodies..

the kisses were broken.. caught between sudden shattered breaths and the sweetest moans.. their sounds echoed each other.. his so much deeper.. vibrating through her.. making her shiver.. hers softer and higher as she reached up from his thigh to gain a grip in his hair.. to lock into that rich colouring as he bounced against her.. forcing her to stretch and accommodate.. to adjust to the sheer length of his cock.. it hurt in only the most pleasurable way.. she couldn't catch her breath.. her heart stammered away in her chest.. before she fell once more.. lips were locked as her cry was louder..only muffled by his own thick anguished moan.. her body all but strangled his as the climax tore through her.. she held onto him fiercely.. he was filling her.. that unmistakable sensation.. that hot thick weight.. oh it was perfect.. almost surreal.. she gasped for breath as she tried in vain to regain a little composure.. their bodies pulsing slowed.. though the warmth of their actions remained.. cradled in close..even she had to admit that was good.. like.. really.. really good.. her chest rose and fell rapidly before it would begin to slow.. a little then a little more.. through heavy lids she would look up to him.. the tear splashing to her cheek as the blanket was drawn up and over.. she listened to his words.. his apologies.. his professions.. she wanted to search his eyes when he said it.. so much more was always spoken through those than with words alone..

but his were still closed.. and it would be then.. it occurred to her that he wasn't awake.. his tone was thick and a little blurred.. she watched him then.. twisted around a little as she was.. she saw him fall.. the way his face softened.. the peacefulness that slid into place.. his breathing became slower.. more regular.. she could have woke him up easily.. but she didn't..she just laid there with him.. in his arms.. enjoying his bodies warmth as they remained connected.. anyone looking in.. might have caught it.. you could see it in their eyes.. they werent quite friends anymore.. the way she smiled for him.. friends dont smile like that.. the way his voice changed when he spoke her name.. Friends dont talk like that.. The way they looked to each other that little bit too long.. They werent quite friends anymore.. it had grown into something greater.. her gaze.. that duo colouring lingered .. watching him that little bit longer before the candles in the room snuffed out and they returned to darkness.. she lifted her head a little to brush her lips to the corner of his.. - we have never only been friends.. -spoken at barely even a whisper..she turned her head back to rest there upon the pillow.. her hands falling to rest over his arms.. to hold him there.. -.. I love you more than you'l ever know.. -whispered.. before her lids closed over.. she drifted back into that reverie.. her body warm and soft.. calmed and relaxed.. a restorative sleep.. that would no doubt leave both of them feeling incredibly good when they woke.. well.. her perhaps.. he still had withdrawal to deal with.. the three of them would have slept like the dead for quite a few hours after this.. minimal movement on anyone's part.. the rain would have slowed.. with the approaching of dawn.. sunlight floated through open windows.. soft warm breeze sending the thin white curtains floating.. she would be drawn from her sleep.. a gentle murmur.. a soft sigh.. lifting her hands from beneath the covers to rub her eyes a little.. her face.. rubbing her lips together as she went to shift.. before she felt his arms still around her.. his body still pressed against her back.. relisation striking her of what had happened during the night.. and why her body felt warm and heavy.. her lips curled a touch before she would slowly peel his embrace away.. gently.. trying not to rouse him.. as she slipped out of between those lush cotton covers..

oh her legs had that delicious ache.. and the weight inside her unmistakable.. enough that she pressed her hand against her lower abdomen.. oh she was sensitive..the after effects were kind of delightful ..should probably have a shower.. but something told her no.. maybe a soak in the spings later.. she slipped on a pair of underwear.. nothing terribly fancy.. just more of a boyleg cut.. a yellow off the shoulder ruffled dress.. it was kind of plain.. but it was her favourite colour.. it gave her plenty of movement.. and she would need it today.. but first.. she was hungry.. she pulled her hair back in a loose ponytail.. before on small quiet feet she slipped out of the bedroom ..drawing that door semi closed behind her.. the house was so quiet.. no other sounds other than the wind outside.. There was no sign of Rose or Jacob.. Nautilous or Gia.. she hoped that all went well..she hadn't heard anything either way.. at least not yet.. it worried her a little.. she would write Nautilous.. and ask.. surely he had an idea.. popping the kettle onto that stove.. heating up the water for her tea.. this whole eating and drinking experience was arduous at times.. and even exhausting.. but.. she knew what happened when she didn't do it.. she got sick.. and really quite cranky.. the tea was dropped into the pot.. it was something that Rose had left for her.. a special recipe.. something she fgured she'd like..it smelt nice.. fragrant.. what would she couple it with though?.. there was plenty of food there.. left over and others.. Nautilous had made sure the place was well stocked it seemed.. but out of all the meats and cheeses and breads and fruit.. she took some more of that wedding cake.. not really breakfast food.. but.. she was an adult right.. she could choose when she wanted cake.. a silver fork between her fingers .. a cup of tea before she would step outside the back of the property..

her mind running a mile a minute.. things shed been told.. confessions.. admissions.. she exhaled.. popping another fork full of that ultra sweet icing between her teeth as she pondered..Oh the questions that came to the front.. What was he even doing there?.. Why was he in the bed?.. How did she get there? ..Why was she naked?.. Had she called to him in her sleep to make him do that?.. She had woken to him anchored so deeply within her.. on the backend of quite a sweet climax.. before she surrended to another.. Did he mean what he said? he was clearly asleep.. maybe he thought she was someone else.. she placed her fork down upon the plate there as she cradled that cup .. leaning against the porch fencing...Maybe he thought she was Gia.. that caused her to blink.. it was the way her heart responded to the rejection of that.. the feeling it conveyed.. it was likely that yes he thought she was Gia.. he was stuck in some kind of drunken haze.. her hand rose as she rubbed the back of it across her forehead.. she almost laughed at herself. for even entertaining any of the thoughts her reverie dragged to the surface like bubbles beneath the mud.. giving a light shake of her head.. Yeah she needed to focus on something else.. she conjured a bubble of magic.. this was more of a two way.. less a letter.. to Nautilous.. hoping to not catch him with his pants down.. so to speak.. -.. Nautilous.. -she called to him softly.. it would be up to him if he accepted it.. -.. Is everything ok with Rose and Jacob?..Im a little worried.. I must have passed out.. I dont see anyone else here.. so -she questioned.. letting the bubble just glisten as it floated there.. waiting on his reply if he wasn't asleep.. or in the middle of something raunchy.. she turned back to her tea.. she'd need to catch that train.. back into the city.. she had supplies to refill.. but first she needed to check what had been used up.. and that required a trip to her little store.. soon yes.. she thought.. tossing up waiting till they woke from their sleep.. or leaving a note and heading off.. -

dress

[BadInfluence]

Such sweet words and confessions were lost to him then, a part of the dream he had been living out in his mind, so richly vivid it was like his Visions only so much better… So much sweeter. Being with her like that in his dream was a heaven he never imagined could exist, it wasn’t sex or fucking, he’d done plenty of that lately to know there was a definite feel to it. No this was richer and far more complex, it ran down to a deeper level than just physical pleasure, this was right on down to a tattoo being placed on his soul. He had never had a dream like this and he savored every moment of it, soaking it up second by second and branding it into his mind so he could remember it when he woke up, a precious treasure to store in his head for darker days…

As they slept on his hand was a protective shield over her belly, as if that was his child inside her versus another, she were his wife not his lovers… Close and warm he sheltered her like she meant the world to him, his dreams warm and soft as he imagined their life together, the children they would have… His face was soft and there was a slight smile on his lips as the night wore on, the best sleep of his life ever finding him in these moments, mind, heart and soul were in sync… After so damned long he felt whole… So much so that when she slipped out he barely stirred, just rolled into the spot she had left, his bare ass and muscular back easily visible as he ran too hot to stand being covered for long… And there he would remain with Diovan sleeping like the dead beside him, his body in over drive to heal up what the fight had taken out of him, healthy yes but seriously worn out.

Nautilous:

“Hey there Princess, your up early, I thought you’d be sleeping in for a bit?” He said as he ran a thick towel over his face, his body was coated with sweat and his longer hair was tied back in a tight tail that was past his shoulders at this point, she’d not have seen his hair this long since they first met. “Oh? I thought Thaylan was with you guys? He said he was going to stay up there for a week, something about having to apologize to you for being a proper cunt, but if I cut and ran I’m going to kick his ass…” He said on a growl that showed he and Thaylan had not exactly been the happiest of bedfellows lately… He’d step away from a moment to get his water skin, revealing that he was completely and utterly naked, his body extremely cut as he had obviously been putting himself through some paces. “Rose and Jacob are fine, two healthy baby boys to everyone’s surprise, seems Ace’s little parasite is a master of hide and seek.” He said with a bit of a wry laugh. That fucker… Oh those two had to have a nice long talk with this shit coming to a head now… Plus he was fucking tired of the damn tension this caused everyone. Literally, everyone. From Gia down to Rose herself everyone could feel the heavy air of ‘what if’ like a sort of smog or smoke, a smoldering fire because what had been meant to be got buggered right in the ass, all because the Gods once again decided to piss in the punch.

“They got no place to stay at other than the Hospital though. Gia told them to stay here for a month and catch up with family and friends, visit around and maybe enjoy the sun for a while, it’s not exactly bright down there after all.” And while he could tolerate it easily as a half dragon? He knew Rose and Jacob would start to show signs of sickness from lack of sunshine, they’d start to go a little insane as their internal clocks and rhythm got thrown seriously out of whack, to the point that they’d start to break down and the last thing anyone needed? Was that from the two Doctors on staff. Rubbing his chin a bit as he thought something over for a few moments before he’d take another drink of water before speaking. “I’d go up and help them myself but I’m still training for the Dance of Blades, making sure I have the stamina I need so I can’t quite pop up like a prairie dog… Do you think you could do me a favor, Mrs Dragonsbane Fironiil?” Which was her married title now, she’d have both their last names after all, far from the Orphan she had been before. Now? Now she had a huge family to call her own and they all loved her to death.

“I bought that house in the woods on the lake a couple years back, remember it? You and Diovan went on a mini vacation there while Sybelle and I popped off to the surface for a bit. Anyways, no one’s in it right now since I only rent it out during the Season so if they wanted to stay there they could? But they don’t know how to get there, only you and Diovan does and after that fight last night Dio’s going to be tits on a nun for a least twenty four hours.” Which… Where was he, by the way, when all of that had gone down? After all he could have easily stayed at pace with Thaylan rather than leaving Diovan to handle it… Well when everyone else was playing ding dong ditch with the gods? He was handling the portals where they were starting to slip through at. He didn’t get them all though, he knew there was perhaps one or two that had got through, and from which God he couldn’t say… But one thing was for sure… Things in Arvandor were going to be given one hell of a shake up and a seriously loud wake up call. “I’ll keep an eye on your husband through one of my Beholder babies, it’s just a runt so no one will notice and I can monitor him remotely, get someone over if somethings up… I’d really appreciate it love and I know our kids would too, they’re still stupid young in so many ways, these kids came way too early in their relationship and it’s going to cause some waves…” Yep… He had smelled this in the wind for months though… He knew Ace better than Ace knew himself most days, they’d been party buddies for AGES, and that meant he knew how Ace was sober and high… It didn’t matter if Rose had his baby or not? Ace was going to have Rose back at any cost. He was like a kid with a toy he had been given to share, loving it for a while but not liking the fact it wasn’t his 24/7 so he threw it away, only to realize after a while that it was better to share it than to never have it again.

“Expect Ace to rear his head sooner or later. Baby or Not the last time I checked in on him he had basically formed something akin to a sick addiction to the pain of her not being there. Soon enough he’s going to crack and made a move and I’d rather not have our son with the blood of his lovers on his hands. I doubt he’d survive it as the man we know and love with all our hearts.” He was stretching out a moment later, feeling a few bones crack deliciously, letting out a thick sigh and a happy groan. “That said! You my little Princess, after all is said and done, have a Bond to establish and a honeymoon to start. Now send me a kiss Minx, your always so beautiful first thing in the morning with that just fucked flush on your cheeks.” He said with a knowing grin as he noted Thaylan there, standing in the distance behind her, shirtless at the very least… A saucy wink later and he closed the connection on his end to let her figure THAT out… At least Thaylan had done what he was told and actually chased down that mess in his heart. From here out? That first step was taken and it was on him what came next.

Thaylan:

When he woke up he was still insanely groggy but his body felt better, though his head was another matter entirely as the first vicious day of sobriety loomed over him, the ache starting behind his eyes and spreading all the way back to his tonsils he’d swear. It was like having a vice in your brain that was pushing your skull outwards which caused his stomach to roll and churn violently. Sitting up he pushed his feet down to the floor as he made to stand up, albeit slowly as he wasn’t sure how it would go, but at least standing up helped him feel a bit better… Ish… Looking down he wondered where the fuck his clothes went? Or at least the towel? All of it was gone and there was nothing for him but a folded up pile of clothes with Naut’s signature dragon seal on them. “Okaaaaay….” He said confused for a moment as he looked through it and realized this… Was NOT going to work. Within those moments he was madly pinging Nautilous like a fucking telemarketer just a client shy of their bonus for the month and all he got in reply? Was laughter that only got louder and harder until he realized this was just tickling the fucker pink in which case he pulled back and just growled… Pulling on his shorts first that literally? Hid nothing. Raking his hands over his face he caught a scent on his hand at that moment… A pause… Wondering what it was before he came to his fingertips and realized…

That had NOT been a Dream.

If a Drow could go sheet white? He had pulled that shit off in a heartbeat as he quickly pulled on pants that were so fucking tight they might as well be fucking painted on and oh my GOD he was going to get that sadistic bastard! Raking his somewhat long hair off of his forehead he went in search of her, he needed to see her NOW, like… Fucking five minutes ago? Where was she? And then by the time he did find her? God she was beautiful in that little yellow sun dress… And he could see the marks he left on her pale skin… The wry comment from Nautilous on the other side of that orb call, causing him to hang his head a bit, cause if he wasn’t positive before he sure as fuck was now…

When that call ended he stepped forward, his upper body completely bare so she could see for the first time the amount of actual ink he had on his body, all in white silver and gold… Pure metallics blended into the ink so that they would never fade. He was standing respectfully behind her, his cheeks wearing the blush that only the drow can pull off, his dyed black hair was starting to show the white of his roots… A natural platinum that got him mocked by the others because it was considered the mark of a retard but hey… It was what it was… “Sydel I…” He started off but he didn’t… He couldn’t… But he had to. “Sydel last night I… I did some really… Really horrible things… I said things I regret at your wedding because they upset you and then last night I… I was sleeping… I thought I was dreaming and I just… I didn’t stop myself when I should have…. I am so sorry I took that from you… Without your permission or your consent I… I raped you… And I just… I can’t… I can’t undo that… I mean its bad enough but I… I did this on your wedding night…” He said around plenty of starts and stops because he had a hell of a time trying to get it all out. Still even with those difficulties he had indeed gotten it out before he stepped forward and would reach for her hand, to catch it between his, the grip of his fingers around hers showed his concern and fear… His deep sorrow… “But I won’t lie to you… Never lie to you… And while I am sorry I did it I cant regret it… I’ve loved you for years… I was just too stupid to make a move… I Don’t know if you can forgive me but… I’m asking for a chance to make it up somehow…”

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the bubble floated for a little while there.. just glistening as it caught the warm morning breeze.. she drank a little more from her tall mug.. slender pale fingers curling around it.. just soaking up the warmth the ceramic delivered.. before his face finally popped into view.. her brows furrowed as she tilted her head.. he was literally glistening with sweat.. and his hair.. that was certainly a change.. it had been so long since she had seen it at such a length.. -.. mm.. I uh needed to get out feel a bit of sunshine.. she placed the cake plate down beside her.. giving a light shaking of her head as she chuckled at his remark about Thaylan stayng on-.. Might have been nice to know this though.. He is here yes.. -she nodded-.. and yes he was a right proper ass at the wedding.. -she rubbed her lips together-.. a letter would have sufficed though.. -she went to take another sip of her tea before she all but choked on it when he backed off revealing that he was indeed completely naked.. she coughed a few times.. and blinked.. asking herself then why that surprised her.. anytime he could he would be naked.. this was no different.. but the muscular lines.. that body was incredibly defined.. he had been working hard.. like really hard and it showed.. -.. Ah! wonderful.. thankyou.. I lost some time last night I dont recall much more than walking into the bathroom.. its all a bit of a blurr after that.. though what happened in that bed she could see with some fucking clarity .. -.. But two.. I thought.. well I guess it doesn't matter.. Im glad to hear everything went well in the end.. it was a bit of a mad dash.. Thankyou.. for everything you did.. you managed to get that entire room decked out before we even got inside the doors.. -she lifted her cup as if to toast him for his efforts-.. in doing so you saved her life.. and as crazy as it sounds.. our grandchildren.. -

she laughed a little.. grandchildren.. that made her suddenly feel quite old.. she picked up the cake plate once more.. sliding a small forkfull of that super sweet icing between her lips.. listening as he spoke on Rose and Jacob having no where to stay.. -.. mm.. well.. Im sure we could figure something out.. cant leave them out in the cold so to speak.. -she paused when he mentioned the blade dance though and her hand held out-.. Oh.. wow.. really?.. -she frowned a little.. blinking a few times.. it was obvious she wasn't too happy about that-.. I.. I know what that is.. Ive witnessed it personally.. but..Wow.. Nautilous thats so dangerous.. -she exhaled-.. I mean.. the death rate of it.. is huge.. I'm not doubting your skill.. I know that you can excel in pretty much anything you put your mind to.. but.. -she paused.. looking up to him there as he took another drink of water-.. Im not ready to lose you again.. I cant.. -she shook her head.. she wasn't allowing that thought process to take root.. she'd just gotten pregnant and she Knew at the very least one was his.. if not two.. the two of them had had their ups and downs.. and some Huge potholes along that road sent them both stumbling in different directions.. but she honestly felt as though now.. they were finally able to tread the water without the fear of drowning.. - just be careful.. Your soon to be a Father.. and Id much rather you read them stories.. then to have to tell them stories about you..-she took a breath.. placing her plate down once more as he spoke on the house in the woods-.. I do remember it yes.. -her brows furrowed when he mentioned a fight though-.. there was a fight?.. -she looked confused-.. I can take them there yes.. I should probably go over and check everything is still n liveable condition.. its been a while since anyones set foot in there id imagine.. and I dont think its set up for children.. but -she nodded-.. ill go and have a look.. ill get back to you once ive checked it out.. and then ill let Jacob know how to get to it.. maybe even just draw up a portal whilst im there so Rose doesn't have to travel in her condition..

-she rubbed her cheek a little.. -.. mm it was a little early perhaps.. but.. I guess sometimes we dont get to decide.. I expect Aeson to pop in at some point.. if he's able to get his head out of his drunken and drugged up stupor.. I doubt he will get far though...in that house no one will find them.. apart from you or I.. and in Menzoberranzan.. well.. I highly doubt Gia will put up with that kind of nonsense.. that boy would end up with more scars running that gauntlet for the second time.. and I doubt.. in his current physical condition that he would survive it.. -she gave a little shrug of her shoulders.. there was no love lost when it came to Ace.. he Fucked her life up.. and managed to rub salt in everyone elses just by existing.. she smiled when he mentioned she had a bond to establish.. laughing a little-.. Bit hard when my husbands practically dead to the world.. -she blew him a kiss that he would have felt the warmth of against his cheek.. before she huffed at his later statement-.. I have No idea what you are referring to.. -she waved him away as the bubble popped.. she chuckled and returned to her cup.. it was half gone.. but still quite warm.. she turned.. just in time to catch him standing there a rather short distance from her.. the sunlight made the silver in his tattoos shine and glimmer.. she'd not ever seen him without a shirt on before.. he'd always been covered up.. like to a point.. he was practically a Nun in his robes.. his body was incredibly built.. he was a fighter and it showed.. muscular lines ran deep.. lean yet thick where it mattered.. and those pants.. well.. they may as well have been painted on they left Nothing to the imagination.. and after last night she knew what was hiding in there..it was enough to make her draw her thighs in together.. before she lifted up to sit upon the porch wooden railing.. cradling her cup there as he stammered and stuttered..

her heart was hitting pretty hard against her chest wall.. she could hear it in her head.. she took a breath.. those duo coloured eyes seached out his this time.. something she couldn't do last night.. she held up her hand when he said he had raped her.. -..You're right.. you were an asshole to me at my wedding.. you poked and prodded me like a school child would.. and i could only guess it was in vain effort to hurt me.. and whilst it ruffled my feathers a little.. it failed.. -she took another drink of her tea before she placed it down beside her.. his apologies continued.. before he stepped in closer to her.. reaching for her hand.. her attention fell to it as she turned it over.. to see the angry red lines she had left upon the back of his..- mm.. first thing I will say.. is.. did you take those pants from my drawer?.. like I mean.. -she slid her right foot up the inside of his left leg.. just stopping short of his inner thigh-.. they are awfully tight.. -her gaze lifted as she lingered upon his garnet colouring.. her fingers flexed and curled around his hand.. before he would feel the weight of a thin silver band upon his finger.. before she would pull him in against her.. those long pale legs wrapped around behind him.. elbows to his shoulders.. fingers up in his hair-.. I woke up to you.. anchored so.. so deeply inside me.. your hands all over me.. your lips wherever they could reach.. you whispered all manner of things.. confessions.. professions.. admissions.. do you know what i means Thaylan Navere.. when you sleep with an Arvandorian woman on their wedding night before their husband does?.. -she tilted her head so her lips were close to his right ear-.. You take their bond.. their connection.. -whispered so softly directly into his ear-.. when you cum inside me.-she clucked her tongue-..so so deeply inside me.. I became yours.. and You became mine. we are forever bonded, connected as tightly as we were last night...-her teeth latched onto his earlobe.. -.. and with my pregnancy being so.. so very early.. it wouldn't take much.. to will one of them being yours.. especially with how Thick and sticky that cum was.. I mean I havent showered yet.. its all still there.. -her tone was sultry and sweet.. very reminiscent of how she would have been when they first met.. -.. Ready to run away together?..

[BadInfluence]

Nautilous:

“I can’t blame you there, weathers been batshit up there, not even the seasoned sailors are setting out without extreme prejudice. Pretty soon trade is going to dwindle to pretty much nothing if it doesn’t get sorted out.” Again he was reminded of a certain person who needed a damn hard shake. Speaking of people needing a shake though her answer confused him for a minute. Thaylan was staying behind for a week so…? But when she shook her head he got it and chuckled a bit with one of his ever so famous shrugs. “Couldn’t find you to tell you Princess, everything sort of went off like a mad scramble when the Rose pinata popped, I think everyone missed some communications.” Chuckling lightly and he knew she was right, an apology letter would have been fine but it wouldn’t have solved anything, Thaylan would still be a fucktard doping up like a mini Ace and ploughing his way through Rose and Jacob to keep himself numb. That was why he was staying up there, to get his shit straight before he came back home, they didn’t have the time to fuck with this sort of stuff what so ever. Even his own issues he had worked through with little to no drama. Guess when you’re so used to be in control and give steps ahead and you fall off the wagon it’s pretty spectacular… Spectacularly messy that is. “Gia wants him to work through it face to face, a letter is way too easy of an out, and you can’t beat his ass through paper… Unless you figured out a way to do that in which case do share the secret cause I got a few pen pals I’d like to drop kick in the nuts.” Walking off to go and clean up a bit, grabbing his water and the like she was indeed right, if he could streak he did. He was so insanely body proud it wasn’t even funny. Plus he was doing all this without the glamor now, nothing make believe here, no fake perfection this was ALL him… Scars and every bit. He’d answered her question about Jacob and Rose and honestly there wasn’t a soul in the group that wasn’t surprised at that shit. More than a few were pretty pissed about it too. At her thanks though he waved it off and just smiled at her, towel around his shoulders as he raked his hair back off his face, all that deep vibrant hues of red that he changed with streaks of vibrant emerald and the palest yellows so it looked like a moving flame. “I wasn’t the only one, without you and Gia Rose wouldn’t have had nearly the smooth time she did, you two did a hell of a lot more than I did in the end… But I’m right there with you in regards to grandchildren… It boggles the mind we have grandchildren now you know? Not just one but two. I want to get a snug in on one, Gia did and she’s been on a cloud ever since, I think she’d fast forward her own pregnancy if she could just so she could hold her own little ones.” He said with a warm laugh at the fact. Gia was definitely in the middle of a baby fever, she was just thriving pregnant and it was helping a lot now that they had all settled the dust in the room, for the most part everyone was at peace.

There was the issue about housing though, when he’d left a lot of the things he’d taken over were handed over to people who needed them more than he did, leaving just that one summer house type place that the family used during holidays. Talking about not being able to get up there due to his training though he paused as she spoke and that smile on his lips was just for her as he placed his hand over his heart before sending his hand out like a gentle salute to her. “More than huge I know, there’s more Primordial gods alive than there are people who have pulled off the dance with success, I definitely didn’t take it up without thinking it all through. I promise you though Princess I am not going anywhere, I can do this, I’ve been able to complete it three times now with success. Not for a Matron mind you but with someone I trust to be a good gauge of it.” And each time he fucking HURT. Oh man he hurt like the devil had used him like a cheap whore for a week straight. It was far from easy but he did have faith he could do it, but at the same time? This was more than just his own skill and his own stamina, this had to do with Gia and how she felt about the story he decided to tell, if it was enough to make her hit that peak without so much as a single touch… Gia was not easy either, he knew this first hand as she was the most loving of women but on the other hand she was easily the most complicated, hard to understand woman he had ever encountered. It was part of her charm though, he never knew exactly what she was thinking, there was always this air of noble mystery around her that drove him more than a little wild. Just thinking about it caused his cock to thicken which in turn made him step a bit closer to the orb so the obvious half-chub wasn’t visible to her. “Yeah between Diovan and Thaylan. Diovan was protecting Rose and Jacob with the babies, you know how the Gods love to play and those babies are some freakish little hybrids between Slaanesh and Khorn, needless to say neither of them wanted those kids to exist let alone any other God. Chegorache basically told Thaylan to stop the birth so they’d not come into the world so to speak. You should be proud of Diovan though, a Harlequin on full tilt is an enemy even I would struggle to deal with but Diovan kept him at bay through the entire delivery. I’d not be surprised if he sleeps the entire day away before he comes around again, that was no small expenditure of power, I felt it even down here it was like a bat shit crazy solar flare.”

That alone though… Oh that made him wonder if mommy dearest was telling the truth about who baby daddy was though. Mortiki was a really unique man, he had his own strengths for sure but he was weak piss compared to what most could pull off, a handicapped old fart who died when his brother was still a kid. What Diovan did? Was so not something his father could have ever pulled off and while it was like an echo of something his mother could do? It wasn’t her either. No this… This tasted a WHOLE lot like his uncle… And if that was the case? His mother was a bigger whore than he thought she was, fucking the brothers and getting knocked up by them both? Talk about keeping it in the family. But… If that was the case… She could tell he was thinking about something for a moment because he went entirely quiet and still as she spoke, his fingers gripping his chin as his eyes darted slightly back and forth as if analyzing something in his own mind, sorting it into neat compartments of the To Do… “Mmm…” He said a moment later before putting the thought aside and tackling the current moment. “Bring that lout with you and make him clean the place up magically or otherwise. You might as well make him pay for being such a dickhead… Oh God I’d die if you collared him and marched him about as a puppy, Oh man I’d pay good coin for that one, no joke. If you do it though PLEASE record it so I can watch it later.”

Ace was brought up and he sighed heavily and his shoulders dropped a bit. “This stays between us but I plan on going up myself and assisting him in overdosing with some of the heaviest stuff we have down here. Arvandor drugs are far too weak for someone with the tolerance he has. Jacob won’t tolerate him anywhere NEAR Rose and when I say that? I mean it. Jacob will either step away from Rose entirely or kill Ace himself and that’s just going to cause our son way too much bitterness. Rose can’t even move on from him because he’s still alive, poor little idiot doesn’t realize you can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved but she keeps that light lit, you know? It’s just hurting both her and Jacob but she’s so naïve… Like literally… Book smart as hell but in regards to life? Good god that girls thicker than tar…” He rubbed his forehead for a minute before letting out a deep sigh. “Poor fucking kid the both of them… Our relationship was never smooth either but at least we were older and didn’t have half the expectations heaped on us as they do. We fucked up we were the only ones who knew. They struggle and it’s like Everyone knows. Shit is not easy.” And now having a sneak baby in there… “I also don’t think they need Ace’s kid… I know a place where he will be raised in love and support, free from both Adeliade’s grasping claws and Ace’s ghost, keep Jacob from constantly having to look at a reminder of the guy who basically fucked his entire life and relationship up with one load.” How though? He didn’t know. He knew he could spell the child so that it looked dead, infant death wasn’t unheard of and since the babe had been struggling in the womb it wouldn’t be hard to see that happening, especially since the babe didn’t even scream or make a sound when he had come out. He’d just spell Rose and Jacob, plant the memory seamlessly, be done with it and pull that damned weed out once and for all.

“As to the whole dead to the world? We BOTH know that either of us sleeping has never stopped the other Princess. As I recall I woke up more than a few times to this really fucking hot little pastel slut bouncing on my cock like she needed it to breathe.” He said with a grin as oh yes, he went straight up nasty on her, it was the perfect way to shake off the debby downers from just a bit before. He also knew she’d remember each time she did it too in that moment and sometimes? He let her think he was still sleeping. Others? He’d roll her into the mattress and make her pay for it in a way that left her drooling into the mattress and unable to walk straight for the day. “I love you my Princess, be safe now you got some precious cargo on board, loving that baby bump going on. SO sexy.” He said with a smile as he felt the kiss as he blew her one of his own but his? Went right for her neck like a nibble before the call was dropped when Thaylan was appearing in the background.


Thaylan:

“Worse… I’ve been hitting the drugs as a I can lately… At least a kid has the excuse of being young… I was just an asshole.” He confessed and while the drugs were purging his system right now? Oooooh he fucking HURT. His whole body ached like he had the flu, his head was constantly pounding with a dull throb like the start of a headache that didn’t have the balls to go full tilt, his stomach was in knots… He was going to apologize for what he did though, in his mind he had raped her on her wedding night, even if he was in a drug hazed sleep that didn’t excuse what he had done. Nothing could. When she caught his hand though he realized the long scratches on it, his brows furrowing as he studied them, they weren’t defensive they were… Oh… He was pale but blushing all at the same time, insanely uncomfortable and weird for a drow, even those with lighter hued skin like himself. The whole joke about his pants made him groan and his whole face fell. “Your fucking husband won’t send me any of my god damned robes, says I need to pay a penance for shit behavior so all the clothes I get to wear are the one he picks out and sends, anything else I try to wear literally turns to ash on my shoulders. He’s a fucking monster.” Obviously Nautilous had gotten under his skin extremely deep because of how often he was cussing not to mention the sheer face he made, oh he was perfectly, completely miserable.

His hands in hers he felt the shift of magic there, a brow raised before she moved her hand and he felt the ring there, his eyes widening in sheer shock as she caught his eyes and refused to let them go… Dragged in against her like a mouse with a snake he was suddenly hypnotized by those gorgeous fucking eyes, her heat against his bare stomach as she wrapped her legs around him and he was fucking destroyed, a thick hungry growl as she dug her fingers into his hair… His hands reaching out to free her breasts from the top of her little sun dress, his palms warm and calloused against her bare skin as his lips found her neck, his cock rock hard and straining against those pants like a mustang to the lasso… It wasn’t enough… No where near… His hands left her breasts as she whispered all of that and more into his ear, the sweet heat of her breath as he fumbled with his pants before his cock was free and he’d pull her to the end of the fence and right onto his pre-cum right cock, a strangled groan as he slipped into her like they were always supposed to be… It was in those moments he was lost to her words, taking several moments of his thick breathed pleasure before they settled in his mind and his hands on her stilled instantly, a cold chill starting at the base of his spine before it settled into his soul like ice. “W-what…” He stuttered as he looked up at her in something of a mad panic in one part but on the other there was something else, something they shouldn’t have ever touched, something that was not theirs to have…

“I didn’t mean to steal your bond Sydel…” He said on a groan before his fingers curled into her ass hard enough to bruise before he slid her down onto him until she was hilted, her ass entirely free of the rail as it was just his hands and cock holding her up, his lips finding hers in a kiss that was far too hot, too passionate to ever have been from just a ‘friend’ . “But we both know we’ve been bonded longer than this… I’ve belonged to you for decades, longer than you and Nautilous, almost as long as you and your husband Diovan… The only difference is that I never left you.” He breathed against her lips as he began to lift her up and down on his cock in slow, sensual strokes, almost pulling out only to hilt deep enough into her to make her cry out. “I’ve always been your shadow, your guardian and your protector, you have always been my light and my shield…” Oh he was going to hell… Gia was going to KILL him… But she had told him to figure himself out… To find his path… Pushing the door open he brought them into the living room, the fire still burning to chase away the chill from the storm, laying her gently atop the rug there with himself still deep inside her. He’d push deep into her, to the point her ass was digging into the rug as he made her take every inch before he’d pull out with his cock just slipping out, only to slide himself back in as he felt her sweet cunt suckling every inch of his shaft… They were like the night and the moon… They belonged… He’s kiss her for ages, passionate and hot, sweet and almost delicate at times before it’s morph into something all consuming… His stamina was no joke as he made love to her on that rug for virtually hours, his lips all over her body as he suckled and nipped at every delicious inch of her before he’d latch onto milk rich tits and suckle her thickly, lifting her ass just a bit so that he was hitting every spot she’d ever craved in her life… He was a responsive, adaptive lover, what she wanted? He gave her without her having to whisper a single word as he would move her through various positions, change his speed and tempo, the depth he hit…

That early morning was well into afternoon as he spent the hours destroying her in the most saccharine and decadent way, learning how she came all over his thick drow cock, the rich creaminess of her desires as it just coated his cock and left pale rings around it each time he dipped into her. She was littered with love bites and hickies, the roughness of his stubble and the callouses of his hands leaving red marks on her skin like bloodied paw prints in the snow, refusing to give up or give in even if she begged or pleaded with him to cum… The afternoon wore into almost supper before he knew she couldn’t possibly take a moment more, her body was fully and completely broken to him, they had no secrets from each other in those moments… No lies or half told truths… “If you want my child then it is yours… I will deal with the punishment that might come later and I’ll do it without hesitation… I always… Always wanted to have a child with you… To see this…” He said as he pushed her onto her side, pressing her down into the rug with her thighs spread around him at an angle that he was as deep as he could go, hooking around her knee and forcing her to hold that position… His other hand caressing over her half hidden belly in her sun dress. “For this to be ours…” He said and she’d nearly go mindless with his next thrust, the angle and his own unique shape made it so he was hitting spots her husbands couldn’t even imagine, sweat pouring down his back and his tattoos nearly glowing in the hue of the late afternoon sun… “Hold on my little Snowdrop… I’m going to give you all my cum… All you need to make a baby for us…” He said before all that sweet mind blowing softness of the last hours just vanished under the fury of the way he began to piston fuck her so hard she’d have rugburn all over where her skin touched the rougher fabric of the rug. He didn’t just fuck her, he mastered her, he gave her every kinky little wet dream and forbidden fantasy on a savage… Soul shattering… Knee quaking… Drool causing kind of fuck.

He couldn’t keep up something like this forever though, not with what he had already done, his balls firm and hard against her ass as he lifted her up off the rug and settled her in his lap. His hands on her ass as he lifted and dropped her on his cock until she’d squirt all over his lap from the extreme stimulation of each deep rich bundle of nerves inside of her, making sure nothing was missed as he fucked her, showing her parts of her body she didn’t even know… After all the Drow? Knew this shit better than any retarded elvish god.

The pants he wore would have to be soaked, a puddle on the rug as he made her squirt over and over again until he slammed her down one last time and caught her lips under his as he suddenly flooded her again, this time with even more than he had before, the unique sticky texture of it coating every little crevasse she had. If she was telling the truth? If she could still conceive then the chances were she’d be having a baby for every man she loved… One from Diovan…One from Nautilous… One from himself… Of course this was her power though, her gift, what she willed into existence was entirely on her behalf and nothing at all of anyone else’s… All he knew was that in that moment he was wishing for it with each surge of his cock inside her. “Please my little Snowdrop… Take it… Take it all… Love me… Love me and give us a child… Want my baby inside you… Our love child… Our history given flesh…” He breathed poetically against her lips as he kissed her over and over again as he kept her close, arms wound about her as he held her close, afraid she might vanish in a moment now that he had finally accepted his feelings… It took ages for him to soften inside her but even then he kept her warm and close. “We won’t run away together… That’s for cowards and children… We’re warriors and we’ll face this together what ever comes… Your love is something I am willing to fight for, our future is something I will go to war over… The heart wants what it wants, it knows it’s loves long before we ever imagine them, and if the heart loves someone then it is meant to be… You just have to have the courage to press on even when it gets rough… I love you Sydel… I love you honestly and truly… Without guile or subterfuge… I confess my heart to you and how it has been yours for twenty years…” Breathless he pulled away a little to brush her hair off of her face before lifting her hand to his lips and kissing her ring finger, his own silver band showing on hers, releasing it to cradle her cheeks in his hands and kiss her breathless once… Twice… A hundred heartbeats of head spinning kisses… “What ever you wish to happen from here I’ll follow your lead… If this last night and day have made a bond then I accept it fully… If we have created a child I will be the best father I possibly can be to them…” And he would be all that and more as he kisses his way down her chest only to latch onto her nipple once more, gently flicking it until those sweet beads rose and he sighed thickly against her skin, this was the taste he had been looking for each time he went for Rose… He just wanted Sydel… He just didn’t realize it till now… “But in my heart…” He said thickly, the magic that had made her breasts swell with milk was fading so without her willing it to be all he got was a few decadently rich little drops. “In my heart I am hoping that you did… That you thought my seed was worth taking and having a child with…”

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-she nodded a little when he made sure to tell her that she had helped a lot too.. that Rose might not be in the place she was right now if it werent for her and Gias actions.. -.. Ill have to go and see her and Jacob.. see these grandchildren ..ill give them some space for now though.. -he had admitted he was doing this blade dance and she didn't like the idea.. it left her with an ache in her heart.. she knew the life/death rate of such an activity and whilst she did not want to suggest he wouldn't succeed.. it was a possibility..his promises that he had been working so hard made her tilt her head-.. I hope so.. I really do.. Youl have to keep me posted though.. yes?.. -the last thing she wanted was to hear he had died.. she'd heard those words before.. a few times and it hurt every single time.. but she knew this time.. it would probably kill her.. the fight made her purse her lips together.. an argument turned violent between her Husband and Thaylan.. a brow rose.. -.. Really?.. and this happened last night?.. -she blinked.. it must have been when she had passed out.. she had no recollection of it at all.. there was no noise or anything.. and she hadn't noticed any disarray this morning when she woke.. so whatever they had broken or muddled up must have been fixed shortly there after.. -.. Wow.. -she took a breath hearing Diovan was able to hold Thaylan back and she knew that was no mean feat-.. Im quite surprised by that.. I mean I know he's strong.. he can hold his own for sure.. but I know how Thaylan can fight.. and if he had a reason to get through he would have been a Lot harder on Diovan than he was ever on me.. -she frowned a little-.. still.. Im glad everyone seems to be ok.. he looked at peace when I got up this morning.. hopefully no lasting damage.. -she sighed.. rubbing her forehead.. she did not want to know that it would set back his healing or cause any further complications.. the cancer and illness was bad enough..- Ill head down to the cottage today.. or at least in the morning.. soon.. -she nodded-.. air it out.. make sure certain basement doors are closed

-she laughed a little.. yes Diovan and her had made use of the property when he and Sybelle went off on their little sweetheart lovers tryst.. the basement was kitted out like a mini dungeon.. bed of nails.. posts..stocks.. bars.. whips.. not everything.. and certainly not a Huge selection.. but enough to keep a couple occupied -...at least locked up in the short term.. -she dragged her tongue across her teeth after she took another mouthful of sweet cake.. listening as he spoke on Ace and how he was going to help him.. disappear.. she paused.. just taking all that he said in-.. mm.. are you sure thats wise?.. like.. dont get me wrong.. I certainly wouldn't miss him.. but theres a huge difference between hating someone that you used to love and just having distance between them.. or.. knowing their dead.. if you get what I mean.. I dont know.. whilst I see good in him disappearing.. falling off the face of the planet so to speak.. I wonder if Jacob.. or at the very least Rose is actually ready for his death.. I dont know Im no seer.. I cant predict what would happen..but.. -she glanced up to him there across the connection-.. Even at your lowest.. when you Hated your brother.. and i mean.. despised him.. i think.. if he were to have died it would have shaken you.. -she took a sip of her tea.. lifting up to sit there upon the railing-.. but im not going to tell you what to do or what not to do my dark prince.. You do what you feel is best.. Ill always have you back.. you know that.. -she placed her cup back down.. though she nearly choked on the tea when he mentioned the fucking whilst one was sleeping.. oh her cheeks god bless her flushed-.. Ha.. yes.. well.. -she cleared her throat.. and he was right.. the images that came to mind from that sentence alone-.. if he doesn't wake soon.. I might just do that.. maybe.. -she shot him a wink-.. but I want to be sure he is okay first.. I dont want to hurt him.. -they shared a flew blown kisses.. feeling his as it nibbled its way across her bared neck.. making her lift her shoulder a little in response.. before the bubble popped and Thaylan appeared ..

she took a breath.. turning her attention to him.. her gaze that deep blue and vibrant green lingered as she took another drink from her warmed tea.. -.. mmhmm.. not going to deny it.. You were an asshole.. You dont need the drugs Thaylan.. its all good and fun.. of course it is.. -she gave a little shrug of her shoulders-.. Ive certainly done my fair share and Im far from finished.. but.. I can safely say I didn't turn into a raving bitch when i was coming down.. -she tilted her head.. placing her cup back down along side her plate-.. Im not surprised Gia made you stay up here.. sober yourself up.. she probably would have hammered you to the cross if you spoke to her like you did to me.. -she rubbed her lips together.. glancing then down to these incredibly tight pants.. the way they were practically painted on.. his response.. the anger.. the swearing and frustration only made her delight.. the corners of her lips curled as she laughed a little-.. Oh you're so testy.. -she grinned-.. all Im hearing is blah blah blah Im a big girl.. -fingers curled around his as he took her hand.. the two of them looking at the holding before that band appeared.. the single silver ring.. she knew what it meant.. but did he?.. before she wrapped those long bare legs around him.. pulling him in.. snaring him close as her fingers tangled within his thick hair.. the growl was a surprise.. the way his noises vibrated their way through her entire body.. his lips upon the curve of her neck.. hers so incredibly close to his ear.. a sudden breath catching as he pulled her dress down.. releasing those well rounded breasts.. nipples instantly hardened under his touch.. she spoke to him.. telling him of what she had woken up to.. him anchored so deeply inside her.. touching her.. kissing her.. her tone was sweet, sultry.. warm against his skin.. she missed his movements.. his fumbling with his pants.. all she knew was him yanking her toward the edge of the fencing.. before that pressure was unmistakable.. he slid right up into her and she stiffened against him.. her mouth dropped open and she moaned right into his ear.. Oh she was not expecting that At all.. her whole body shuddered.. -.. Oh good god.. -she whined when his fingers dug hard enough into her ass they would have left marks..that fullness as he hilted her.. their bodies locked together..

her ankles crossing behind him.. her fingers in his hair grew so much tighter.. -.. You dont sound sorry.. -she murmured against his lips with a grin when he said he didn't mean to steal her bond.. before they kissed .. a perfect mix of lips and tongue.. deep.. passion driven.. breath stealing.. she just wanted more.. becoming all to easily intoxicated by the taste of him.. by his heat and his actions.. the package as a whole was really incredibly alluring.. his words on them being bonded so much longer than this had her looking to him.. fingers leaving his hair to curl around him.. to cling to him.. face to face.. eye to eye.. it was true.. they had known each other for Such a long time.. longer than Nautilous.. and so close to the length of time with Diovan.. -.. My shadow.. -whispered as her lips brushed against his.. gasping loudly when he slowly began to stroke in and out of her.. the hard hilt though made her cry out sweetly.. -.. My guardian.. -she latched her teeth onto his lower lip-.. My protector.. -she whined.. she was going to tease him.. torment him a little.. fuck with his head.. but this all took a turn she was not expecting and now she was drowning.. he knew how to blindside her.. his actions were far from predictable.. she had no idea what he was going to do next.. her heart throbbed.. ached there within the confines of her chest-. I want more.. Give me more.. -their lips met once more.. their arms tangled.. she gripped onto him as if her life depended on it.. moving them back into the cottage.. feeling the heat from the open hearth as he layed her down upon the soft plush rug.. one hand rose to grip against the back of his head as she devoured his lips.. wanting that kiss as he fucked with her.. he pushed deeper.. the friction was delicious.. their bodies pressed firm.. tightly together.. before he would glide out.. dragging that thick hard length all the way out.. the kiss breaking as she gasped.. feeling it catch against the back of her throat as she looked up to him.. before he slid right back into her and her lids fluttered closed.. each and every stroke was smooth like silk.. the pleasure was almost maddening in its perfection.. birthing a dangerous craving.. a want.. a need..

their kisses were sublime.. a desire filled union matched with a hunger that neither could sate.. she moaned and arched up against him as he dipped into her over and over and over.. his lips tearing away to caress her pale frame.. leaving little red marks in their wake.. like a map showing just where he had been.. her fingers found his hair once more as he latched onto her nipples.. those newly pierced buds quite a treat for him as he suckled and nipped..she trembled when he lifted her up..- Do you have Any idea how good that feels.. -she whined.. rocking her head back into the rug as she clenched her eyes closed.. she felt cold and hot.. she shivered one moment.. and sweat beaded down her lower back the next.. easily losing all concept of time.. she had No idea the early morning had turned to the much later afternoon.. and that they had spent all of that time tangled up with one another.. his stamina was like nothing she had experienced.. he had built her up continuously.. the pressure deep down within her peaked multiple times till she was gasping for breath.. her cheeks were flush.. her body was burning hot.. she had told him of the possibility that one of the children could be his.. it was so early in the pregnancy ..and if what Nautilous had told her was indeed right.. well it would be little more than willing it to be a thing.. he confessed his desires.. of always wanting one with her.. and that he would deal with the punishment later.. without hesitation no less.. shifting her positioning.. she was on her side.. his hand to the soft small round of her stomach.. her lips parted to speak.. drawing breath before he thrust suddenly into her.. and on such an odd angle that she tensed and cried out.. she all but gripped the soft rug as he rocked in against her.. hitting the spots she had not experienced before..

her head rocked back.. she moaned deeply.. the pleasure spiked hard.. shocking her.. before he warned her.. to hold on.. her breath audibly caught as she looked up to him through heavily lidded eyes.. his voice.. echoing through her mind.. he was going to give her all the cum she needed to make a baby for them both.. oh her heart ached before he fucked her So hard.. pistoning in and out of her with a fury unmatched as her lids snapped shut and she cried out.. oh that rug easily burned her arms.. her thighs as he mastered her.. she couldn't do anything but surrender.. he had her.. hook line and sinker..the sounds of gasps, groans and grunts echoed.. slapping skin.. sweet slick wetness.. all coupled with the healthy crackle of the fire from the hearth.. she was So incredibly hot.. the friction was intoxicating.. his hands upon her body.. his voice.. his actions.. she was utterly fucked.. her head spun when he pulled her into a seated position.. her body pressed against his as she gasped loudly.. his thick cock anchoring deeply inside her.. her arms rose as she gripped his shoulders.. wrapping them around his back as he grabbed her already bruised ass.. there was no way to withhold the squirting.. he had overstimulated her.. she was so fucking sensitive as she clung to him like glue.. shuddering and shaking against his body.. in his hold.. this was all so incredibly new to her.. so much of it surprised her enough to make her think she'd probably Die from this.. her poor heart was getting quite a workout.. intense.. there was no other word for it.. Utterly and completely intense .. soaked through.. she could feel it under her thighs.. before he slammed down once more.. hard and fast.. as she felt him bury into her.. flooding her all over again.. that scorching heat.. that unmistakable weight.. the fullness that just almost stung..she cried out into his kiss as her nails dug into his shoulders.. the back of his neck.. she couldn't stop trembling.. shuddering.. gasping against him.. she could feel Everything.. even though she swore she was completely numb.. every pulse of his cock.. every surge as he painted her up.. more and more of it as her head rested against his.. gasping for breath.. trying to regain a little composure.. something.. anything as she whined.. -.

. I.. I -she stuttered when he pleaded with her to take it all.. to love him and give them a child.. she swallowed down another hitched breath as she continued to shiver-.. I want it all.. -whispered against his lips before he stole them once more.. feeling his arms wrapping around her.. their bodies pulled in tight.. flush together.. they remained there for some time.. enough for them to catch their breath.. for him to soften.. though she never felt a chill.. her head had come down to rest there upon his shoulder.. listening as he spoke on them not running away together.. of love and the hearts wants.. how his had been hers for over twenty years.. she murmured as she lifted her head.. looking back to him there as he brushed her ivory locks away from her face-.. mm.. I know we cant run.. i was just wanting to torment you a little.. -she slid her hands up from his shoulders.. fingers would softly trace up the sides of his neck.. along his strong jawline.. his cheeks.. beneath his full lower lip-.. We are far from cowards.. or children.. -whispered softly as her gaze watched her fingers path for a moment before they would lift to catch that striking red he wore so beautifully and thats where they would linger for a little while.. just watching him as they settled there.. joined together..sharing a moment..one that was perhaps a very very long time coming-..You speak to me as if youre afraid we will fall in love.. -spoken softly as her fingers slid up from his cheeks to glide back through his hair.. moving it away from his face as it was coated in sweat- this is dangerous.. Ill readily admit.. I could start fires with what I feel for you.. I remember.. when I first saw you.. Oh.. Oh so very long ago.. -the corners of her lips curled into a smile- ..You approached me.. I must have looked a little lost.. pale..white.. small.. I thought you were an easy target.. You looked kind of weak..thin.. Your eyes intrigued me.. Id not seen red before....Eyes.. those damn eyes fucked me over.. -she looked from right to the left-.. and I tried to attack you.. like id done to some very pathetically soft soldiers the day before.. but no.. you set me on my ass and barely broke a sweat.. I was so agressive.. and far from refined.. and you met every move I had.. I got so angry with you.. and yet.. -she tilted her head as her fingers caressed down the back of his neck.. barely tickling the skin-

I was impressed.. You were so strong.. your focus was perfect.. your skill was unmatched.. I wanted your blood.. -those fingers slowly slid back forward over his shoulders.. tracing small designs upon his warm skin- i wanted to see you take your last breath.. but on the other hand.. you were like a drug.. I knew everytime I had the opportunity to leave I should have.. but I wanted more.. and slowly as you pushed me.. as you.. helped to mold me into the fighter I am today... that want turned into a craving.. one that was constant.. so deep sometimes that it was a physical ache.. but.. then on the other hand I didn't understand it.. I had blinders on.. from the soldier mentality I had forced upon me.. that I struggled.. so.. friendship..kinship.. protection.. on both sides.. -motioning between them with a gesture of hand-.. I saved your life.. you saved mine.. thick as thieves.. I would have died for you.. and as forward as it might sound.. Im certain you would have for me.. -she rubbed her lips together-..You were a risk.. a mystery.. and the most certain thing Id ever known.. and that runs true to this day.. -she tapped a finger beneath his chin-.. To say I wanted you.. would have sounded far to eager.. To say.. I needed you would have sounded far to desperate.. -she dragged her tongue across her teeth-.. To have said I loved you would have sounded far to hasty.. so I remained silent.. hoping in my heart not to sound to indifferent.. -those same fingers curled to hold his chin as she leant in to press her lips to his.. just lightly.. barely a hint of a kiss-.. You placed your hands on my mind long before reaching for my waist..my hips.. or my lips.. That tells me so much more than words ever will..and i love you for it -whispered against his mouth..the broken will always be able to love harder than most, once you have been in the dark you learn to appreciate everything that shines.. they were both reflections of each other.. both of them having been torn from their first loves.. just under different circumstances.. but no less heartbreaking.. and yet they managed to find one another in a time of change and rebirth..

they helped each other more than either of them will ever realise.. helped to fill a gap.. a hole that neither at the time knew existed.. or recognised such.. her memories of Diovan were gone.. his of Gia the same.. and yet they didn't fall then.. they just propped each other up.. she was his shield.. he was her protector.. she was his light in the darkness.. and he was her anchor to stop her from just floating into madness.. they needed each other.. but to what end.. - Thankyou for loving me when I tasted of heartache and war.. -softly spoken as she watched him taking her hand.. her fingers twitched a little in response to that kiss.. before she felt the mild restriction.. the weight of the silver band ..her lips parted.. she looked to him as her brows drew in a little.. did he understand it then? before he stole her breath in the sweetest kiss.. she gripped his shoulders.. she held him there as she murmured.. oh sweet jesus she thought her head was just going to float away.. when it broke he left her with a soft almost dreamy smile.. -.. mm.. no.. ill be honest.. that bond with Diovan is secure.. I just wanted to toy with you.. to see you go a little pale.. rib you a little.. frustrating you was always a favourite hobby of mine.. -her smile turned into a bit of a grin as she chuckled a little.. drawing the corner of her lip in-.. but.. you were right.. in what you said earlier..we formed a bond.. so long ago.. its always been there.. I guess I didn't understand it properly.. util recently.. -she took a breath.. Do you have any idea how badly ive wanted to kiss you.. -he began to kiss his way down her chest.. a gentle gasp sounding when he latched onto a small hardened nipple.. fingers found his hair once more as she stroked through it.. caressing the back of his head whilst he lapped at her skin.. her lids felt heavy.. - I dont care how complicated this gets.. I still want you.. -whispered.. gliding her fingers back to tug lightly at the hair against the back of his neck.. drawing his head away from her chest.. so she could steal his lips once more.. a sweetly saccharine laced kiss.. flicking the tip of her tongue against his upper lip a few times.. before she pulled him in for a tight warm embrace-.. I could sit here.. like this.. for hours.. but.. if I dont go shower Im going to smell like you Forever.. -she grinned as she kissed the side of his neck-. not that that is a bad thing.. far from it.. You smell So good up close.. -she nipped at his shoulder-. so im going to leave you here.. in your sticky tight wet pants.. and wish you luck in getting those off.. -she laughed a little.. - but Ill say this much.. -whispered into his ear-.. you should wear them more often.. it does all kinds of horrible things to me.. -she shot him a wink as she slowly peeled herself away from him.. almost wincing as she moved to stand on some very.. Very wobbly legs.. grabbing his shoulders for balance.. that little yellow dress slid back into place.. there was no way to hide the sweet glossy potent mixture as it trickled down her inner thigh.. she glanced over her shoulder to him a moment before she disappeared behind the bathroom door.. letting it close behind her.. she exhaled long and deeply.. her body felt hot.. flush and heavy.. but gods be damned if she didn't feel so good.. he surprised her.. over and over again.. who knew all of that was hidden beneath the quiet studious facade.. the room filled with steam as she ran that shower.. her clothing removed.. letting her hair fall back down she caught her reflection.. the smatterings of love bites here and there.. the hand prints and marks upon her ass and hips.. before she stepped beneath that stream of water.. dipping her head forward as she felt the wave of warmth.. enough to make her sigh and just about melt-

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“Sounds like a plan. Given everything that just came about I worry about them honestly. Bit of a shock all of it from start to end.” Worried about a lot of things really but right now he had to pretty much consolidate it all. He now decided what he should, would, and aught not to involve himself with depending on the importance to him as well as the probably outcome of anything positive if he did. In some ways he felt like he was letting his family down by not picking up all the slack but at the same time it was better for everyone when he didn’t. This was making them all grow and learn, he’d pretty much slapped training wheels on everyone doing that, and that included himself too. Took a whole for him to realize it but in the end? A lot of the hiccups and growing pains everyone he knew was going through could pretty much be related back to him in some form or another. Bit of the suck on that front, made him feel like a rather monumental heel, sometimes that’s just how it goes. “I just hope they come out of this ok you know? They’ve had a shit ton of ups and downs… I don’t think they’ve been together for as long as run as they have been in Menzo before. I see the love there but we both know love isn’t a strong enough boat to weather every storm… If Jacob or Rose come to you for advice I wish you luck, them too, God knows we’ve both come to realize that life is not just one set path.” He loved Jacob like his own son and he had a lot of fondness for Rose but honestly he worried about the girl the most. Anyone who knew her knew she was fearless and reacted on instinct which… Has it’s place and purpose sure but it was complicating her life more than helping it and he was wondering if it might just be time to set her down into a revere and let her actually SEE the cause and effect of everything from start to finish… She wouldn’t be the first he helped through a Revere after all and given he was more of a neutral type party it might be the best way to go.

“I promise I will. The biggest risks are taken when the reward is the greatest. We both know Gia would never submit to sharing anyone she loved with another, not outside of enjoyable flings or friendships, especially not someone she was going to bind herself to in matrimony. The dance is my way of proving to her that I am worth that change to her traditions. I love you Sydel, I always have and I always will, this dance isn’t for my pride or boasting. It’s for us, all of us, at the end of the day… Well we both know I’ve been that asshole who had to have his cake and eat it too, even if I had to go above and beyond to do it, I’m just that greedy fucker.” He said with a laugh as he confessed to something he never would have otherwise, especially not with a smile on his face, without trying to make excuses for it. He owned up to his faults now rather than tried to hide them, he shone them up as stones just as precious as the ones which showed his assets, he was a man with both good and bad traits but they were what made him whole. If you loved him? You had to take them both because he would never hide or downplay himself again. He was perfectly flawed and he had finally made peace with that.

“You’re surprised? Shit woman I bout shat my pants when I realized what happened. I’ve been able to beat my brother hands down every single time we fought. If he ever won it was because I decided I was bored and let him. Seeing him beat on Thaylan was literally one of the most shocking things I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen some shit.” Which was pretty much true as hell. Either Thaylan was being exceptionally sloppy because of his coming off of the drugs or literally Diovan was a fuckton stronger than his brother even realized he could be. Very… VERY few people ever faced off against a Harlequin intent on an outcome and lived to tell the tale. “I promise your husband is ok my sweet one, he’s going to have a shock of silver hair that should fade after a while but he’s right as rain, though it definitely has me thinking about something… If it comes to anything I’ll let you know of course. For right now just take it as it comes baby.” He said as she spoke on going to the cabin and giving it a once over and close certain rooms which only made him laugh right along with her, dragging the towel over his face before rubbing his chin. “Might be a good idea till Rose is healed up. Otherwise its just flat out teasing.” After all he knew Jacob enjoyed being on the bottom with occasional breaks on the top so that would honestly just be one hell of a tease for the poor boy.

Talking about Ace though… It was fucking complicated. Like… Disgustingly. On one hand he was pissed to have seen how it just crumbled because of a Gods meddling, he knew how it felt, knew what it was like because he’d gone through it with Sydel for fucking YEARS… But at the same time if his son felt threatened or emasculated by Aces presence was it really worth it? Ace had more dominance than a fucking bull with four sets of testicles and Jacob, while he was insanely confident and skilled in warfare after all the training and sheer genetic talent, the fact that he preferred a submissive stance perhaps has made his son feel that he is less of a man for it… He knew too that when it came down to Rose the waters were black as far and just as thick, coagulated and fermenting at this point, nothing had healed and instead it just festered like gangrene. Jacob had simply severed his emotional limb off in regards to Ace and moved on but he wasn’t so sure his son realized what that would mean and perhaps, from time to time, might miss the limb he could have perhaps saved with time and effort… Rose? Oh fuck that poor kid… One week she was ok, she had it sorted and she moved on, then something would trigger it all and she’d just fall right back into a vicious cycle. It was almost like the entire relationship with Ace caused her to have some form of PTSD and the attacks would come out of no where, sometimes with obvious triggers and sometimes not, and all the while it was eating Jacob up inside because those same thoughts would come to him… He wished he could show them what it looked like from the outside, he also wished he could just give them each a bit of space to process apart before trying to formulate together, otherwise it was just like this… Jacob would try to match up with Rose and pretend he didn’t know she still loved and cared for Ace and Rose would constantly burry everything down rather than take the time to work through it because she felt it was unfair to Jacob.

“When I found out Diovan was sick it felt like the floor just fell out from under me. The fact is I still hated him at that time, if anything I hated him even more because he had you and it looked so easy you know, like he made loving seem so simple and straight forward and it drove me nuts… But even then I didn’t want him to die.” He said with a sigh as he rubbed his hand over his face for a moment before he draped the towel over his shoulders for a bit. “You want to know what I think? I think that if they managed to get Ace away from all the stupid shit he thinks he has to do and what’s expected of him, her Adeliaides hand out of his ass and stop working him like a puppet, give Ace a chance to actually purge all that bullshit home life? He’d be a hell of a lot different, I mean a hell of a lot, so much of the shit that makes people hate him is the same stuff his parents beat into him cause it was expected. Jacob? Jacob has to get over the shit with Cara and Ric. Ever since that damned thing exploded Jacob’s confidence in himself literally swan dived. Now Jacob sees everyone who is masculine and involved with a female he is fond of it’s going to be the same way, that he’s going to be the doormat while the two fuck on top on him without giving him any consideration, like he’s not even there. Rose? Oh fuck man that kid… It’s like she’s suffering a growth spurt but instead of just embracing it and letting what comes come, she shoved herself in a tiny ass glass bottle so that she won’t change, so all she’s doing is warping herself trying to stay the same person she was when Jacob fell in love with her. It’s like… All three got these issues but none of them can work through it without the other as fucked as it seems. Ace? Wont ever see himself as anything but what was beat into him to be because no one ever made him actually do it. Everyone just pats him on the head, says poor baby, and lets him fuck off again because hes the weather man. Jacob right now is more than strong enough to whoop his ass I can guarantee it and the moment Jacob hands Ace his ass several times in a row it’s going to dawn on that salty old fuck that everything he was raised to believe is a lie and he can start to grow as his own person. Beating Ace’s ass will also go fucking LIGHTYEARS with our son because he’ll realize that having a masculine attitude and that perfect Dom aura doesn’t mean your stronger or more of a man than anyone else. Jacob will finally understand that just because you enjoy being a submissive doesn’t make you weak or unworthy, it just means your even stronger than a dom because you got enough balls to hand those reigns over to someone else and know you can survive anything they dish, its why Subs are always stronger than their Doms. Rose?...” That one was a trick… A hard trick… Like making a dragon disappear into thin air with nothing more than smoke and mirrors in a room packed to the gills with critics. “She’s just scared… Constantly. Her constant talking is her way of trying to come across as confident. The way she jumps first into everything is like she’s trying to prove she’s fearless. Her denial of seeing things as they are as well as refusing to fully accept her faults is the outright terror of if she does? What’s going to happen to her? She’s scared if Jacob knew how unconfident she was that he’d lose interest and walk. If she showed it that Ace would think of her as nothing more than a wash board kid. So she keeps putting on this fearless face while inside she’s trembling. She won’t confess any of it either, she’s terrified if she owns up to any of it that she’ll lose everyone who loves her right now, and when you’ve grown up without a soul who gave a fuck about you that possible outcome is literally worse than death for her. She’s got to learn to love herself and see her shortcomings aren’t failures, they’re just the seasoning of her own unique flavor, things that don’t make her less of a woman rather they make her even more beautiful for it. Fact is I sure as shit don’t know how to do it. Hell look at us Princess. It took us HOW many years before we got to this point and could honestly say we loved ourselves? Shit I barely even know my own voice when I tell it to myself.” He said with a laugh and a roll of his neck. “Raising kids is damn hard work baby… I like them a hell of a lot more when they’re little and way less complicated.”

Those things said and a few teases and laughs, kisses shared before the bubble burst and he would turn back to the field he was working in, slowly beginning to put out the blazing fires one by one. His sword dance was unlike any other before his, each dancer had to have certain similarities in the dance, such as blades for example as the dance was pointless without it. He had the blades of course but he also had a pillar of raw flame every foot around the entire border of his field which was larger than any other in history, he knew for a fact he was pushing it but he did it with a reason, for the right purpose in his mind. The extreme heat of the cave he practiced in was enough to start to soften many of the stone fixtures, it was just how hot he had it going in there, he had to have it like that… The constant heat pushed his body to every possible limit he had and then some, allowing him to not only perform the dance under extreme circumstances but under a condition so extreme that no one else could have ever survived it, ensuring that his dance for her would be one that could never be topped… And the only person to see it? Would be his beloved Gia…

Such a sweet name on his lips as he had returned back to the main Castle, knowing that she was likely doing what ever Matron needed to do, going over the notes and information on her territory and dispatching orders to fix anything broken or to ensure that good order was maintained. He also knew with Thaylan in Arvandor that Gia was going to be alone and perhaps even smarting a little bit, after all she loved Thaylan with all her heart, seeing him suffer must be tearing her apart inside even as she remained as stoic as a Goddess. If she thought he didn’t notice though she would be mistaken, he knew all too well how much she was hurting because he felt an echo of it himself, having no idea where he and Thaylan had suddenly diverged and become some acidic to each other. He loved Thaylan he truly did, he was the only man he had ever allowed to make love to him of his own volition, his own pleasures and the things he felt with Thaylan? Were precious to him… He wanted him back to himself as much as Gia did but he had to wonder at what cost that might come. He hoped that being with Sydel would help him sort things out and ground himself, sober up and get back into his own skin, and if not that then at least be settled enough to be happy… Content with the man he was becoming. Menzoberranzan was no easy place to live he knew, it was hard to adjust and probably harder for Thaylan who had never had to be in one place for long because of his God and his lifestyle… But there comes a time when you have to button down and gee up… He had, he’d made his choice and he was sticking through it, he was pushing himself to the extremes of extremes just to prove he deserved what he was asking for. Thaylan could do the same thing. He just had to decide.

Grabbing a shower first he made sure to scrub himself perfectly clean for her, shaving his face and making sure his hair was neat and braided down his back for her, revealing her collar about his neck that he took off only for training… His clothing was simple, black with bits of gold embellishments to match his collar, flowing robes without a shirt and black silk slacks with simple leathers sandals. No mask on his face today as she had asked him to not wear them within the castle though he did keep a hood up so no one could see his face easily, he had his secrets to keep after all. In his hand he carried something small, easily dismissible, really something no one would even think about… But it was just for that purpose alone that made it so perfect. He’d appear out of the shadows right behind her left shoulder, causing one of the priestess in attendance to damn near jump out of her skin, the look on her face? Oh how she wanted to say something vile about the incredibly uppity slave. The only thing that stilled her tongue? His darling little spiders appearance on his shoulder which reminded her of her place in the hierarchy… That he? Sat above her, at least for now, Lloths favor was like the weather… It could change on a whim.

“How are you feeling?” He’d ask as he would gently rest his hands on her shoulders before he’d start to massage them in slow, perfectly pressured strokes, seeking out any bunches of knots or tension she might have picked up. “Was that the last duty for the morning?” As a Matron she had multiple ones through the day, it was never idle though a good Matron makes it look as if the whole place runs itself and she is dying from boredom, mastering her domain with such subtly that you’d never know the work that went int it. “I have made you a gift…” He said after she answered, coming around the side then before he would kneel at her feet, offering the key up to her in his palm. “I found a room that was unused and dedicated it to you as a haven…” He said before he’d Rise with her permission and offer her his arm, escorting her through the castle as his fingers idly stroked the palm of her hand over his, nothing overt or out of place… Public eye… It was harder and sharper than any blade. He maintained the absolute perfection of a slaves decorum, the perfect weapons master, a jewel in her crown for others to lust after. It was a short walk but not exactly close, perhaps fifteen minutes through the many warren like pathways of the grand place, leading to a door at the end of a very deserted hallway. The door and indeed entire room was enchanted so that if someone were to open it without the key? It would just be an empty space. With the key in the lock though? And as soon as she opened the room it would be like stepping out onto the surface for her… Birds chirped their own unique songs in the distance, the sun would be warm on her skin and bright on the large expanse of flowers and trees and yet it would not hurt her eyes, it was enchanted so that it was as illuminated as if by daylight and done so cleverly that as a Drow she could enter without fear of pain. A trick he had learned in one of the many, many books in the library that he had been studying up on, wanting to give her a place that was… Entirely hers. Butterflies of various species flitted from flower to flower, insanely fat bumblebees weighed down brightly colored petal heads as they rolled in the pollen, ladybirds were seen here and there as bright red spots against green backgrounds… The sound of a brook not far off bubbling away musically and the soft wind that rustled the fruit bearing trees… “I was so caught up in everything that I forgot my promise to you… So I wanted to give it to you in a way that you could enjoy over and over again. Everything in here is real, every flower and bee, every butterfly and bunny… You can smell the flowers and eat the ripe fruit, swim in the water and sleep in the warm sunlight when ever you like…”

Lifting her hand to his lips he’d kiss along the back of it slowly until he’d flip it over and nibble on the inside of her palm and down her wrist before lifting her hand to his cheek to cradle his face, leaning against her hand just slightly, his eyes half closed as he watched her. “A sanctuary for you and our daughters, a place to get away from the routine that can become painful, to recharge yourself when you feel exhausted by the duties you handle with such apparent ease…” He’d dare to reach out to her then, after all they were well away from the public, here was her sanctuary after all… Here she could do and be exactly what she wished without a soul being any the wiser. Pulling her flush against his body he would hand her the end of his leash that hung off the O of his collar and in handing that to her? She’d also receive a little vial full of something odd, something that was clear yet shimmered with a golden light, the whole thing locked within a beautiful golden cage of impossible intricacy that hung with a spider strand thin chain. “It is easy to say you own me by wearing your collar but what the mouth says and what the mind means are not always the same… A mouth can bear the sweetest lies as the mind plots deviations…” He said gently against her cheek before he’d move down a little more… Kissing the spot behind her ear before moving down a little more… A little more still… Down to her shoulder as his hands caressed over her with a sort of reverent gentility… “I give you something far greater than just my leash… Within that vial contains an essence of my body that no one has ever seen nor touched… Through it I am giving you complete power over me. You simply need to think what you want me to do and I will do it no matter how close or far apart we are… All my willpower… All my individuality… My personality… Everything that I am is yours…” He’d slide a part of her dress down her shoulder so he could kiss along the expanse just a bit more before resting his head on her shoulder and holding her close to him in a beautifully tight embrace.

“I am not a man who has known fear often but in that bed without any control over my body I felt the most intense fear I have ever known in my life. I had no option to flee or to fight, I was entirely at your disposal, no one has ever dropped me so low in my life… Chaka tried but even with my body gone I could fight her with my soul and my mind… But I could not summon any fight against you… I love you Gianna and with that love comes Trust… Faith… Respect… Our waters will never be totally smooth as our lives spin on through the years together, we will have rapids and at others we will have it so placid and sweet the waters are as glass, plenty of times we will have things in between… It is not in my nature to be a man easy to love, I can be surly and even juvenile at times, exceedingly greedy and bossy… Demanding to a fault… Second only to my Pride of course… In those moments I felt it all rush onto me and I knew you could easily let me die and pass it off as accidental… But you didn’t. Instead you brought me a pleasure I… I have never known. I can’t explain the twisted way it turned me inside but watching you sleep with my brother, understanding that to love you, to be with you… To pleasure you as you need… As you Deserve… That takes perfect trust and submission… It wasn’t till I saw him loving you and making you cum that it all dawned on me…” Lifting her hand he would place it on his heart where she could feel it beating hot and hard yet smooth under her palm, his other hand settling in the small of her back so that she remained close to him, their scents mingling into a unique and heady aroma that was theirs alone. “I have loved you poorly my Gianna… I was ignorant and arrogant and a complete fool… I understand that now and I want you to know I give you this power freely, from my mind and my heart, my very soul trusts you with this extreme control… Please Gianna… Say you still wish to let me be your humble husband? That you will love me enough to allow me that honor? Let me live by your side and father daughters for you year after year, let me thrive under your loving hand, to know the pleasures of servitude to you… I swear I will not let a day go by where you would regret a moment of our lives together if you would grant me such a wish?”



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“You say that like you know what I’ve been doing.” He said softly with a slight shake of his head. “I’m Drow, I’ve done every drug and then some, my tolerance is a bit high for the random and regular to touch what I needed to mute out.” Why was he so fucked up? He was basically the new drug dealers of Achkinnal’s Guinea pig, taking any new mixture they produced and then some, reporting on side effects and general sensations and reactions. Sometimes? Oh sometimes those new hybrids were so fucking good they made him drool just to think about it. Others were hardly more than nightmarish and coming down from them was something he couldn’t have done fast enough. All of this combined with extreme physical and mental fatigue the hard sex he was forcing on Rose and Jacob were literally the only things holding his sanity together under the repeated onslaught of those hellish visions that were driving him insane. “I’ve already made some extremely large mistakes with my sister unfortunately… Some I don’t think I can be forgiven for.” He wouldn’t elaborate though, not even if she asked so damned sweetly, he’d just dance around it in a way she knew from years and years of their friendship.



Skin tight pants commented on oh yeah… He literally went off on a torrent of swearing and bitter remarks on a certain asshole who decided he wasn’t allowed his typical garb and was going to have him parade about Arvandor like a fucking Puff. Seriously when he got back to that red headed son of a bitch he was going to hang him with that fucking shit Lloth help him! Her reaction, that teasing did not improve his mood or outlook on the thing what so ever, if anything they just made him growl in a low, silent vibration in the back of his throat as eyes the color of copper flashed dangerously at her. He did NOT like this. At all. He was a man who moved like water, his robes ensured his motions were kept subtle, allowing him an extreme advantage on his enemies. It also kept his body well hidden so anyone he went against would not know the physique under it, allowing others to think he was going to be somewhat slender like all Drow were, instead of the very real fact his mixed genetics allowed him to pack on muscle that should have been impossible for his race. “You’d be pissed too if someone was forcing you to wear princess dresses with yards of fucking pinafore and pastel colors. It’s the same damn thing.” Course a lot of that went to virtually nothing when she dragged him in against her and it all just unraveled like a line of knitting with a tornado having caught the loose end, there was no time to save it, to try and snip that rapidly tugged thread that caused it all to shrink until there was nothing left…



Hands against her breasts he reveled at the changes of her body, their frequent sparring had given him a very personal and profound knowledge of her body, how cold and hard it had been. The fact she always smelled like fresh blood spilled on the snow and the metallic slice of steel. Now she was just so supple and soft, incredibly warm and her body was almost plump compared to before, every little inch of her just begged him to explore it… To learn all the changes, subtle and surprising, to press on spots he knew would make her react… The growl was primal and hungry, a wolf about to stalk a female alpha in heat, the promise of a mating in every nuance of it… The threat real and very prominent. Her words only drove him on, a red flag before the bull, his reactions were primal and instant as his hands cupped and fondled her breasts as her legs wrapped tighter around him… The sweet taste of her skin under his tongue… The sudden presence of a pulse where before there had never been a beat… Within moments he had her off that fence and planted as deeply on his cock as her poor little body could take him, his breath catching in the back of his throat before her cry to a God, his lips against her neck as he gripped her ass hard enough to bruise as he hilted inside her. “Gods are neither good or bad… This is Us… Just us…” He moaned against her flesh as he felt the insanely hot, tight gripping of her honeyed vice, the way it was already fluttering around his cock with excitement… The apology on his lips a moment later as he hadn’t meant to steal something like the link meant to be between herself and her husband, he had committed the crime in his sleep and without intent but that didn’t undo his actions, no more than he could say he honestly regretted it. “Deep down I’m not.” He said simply as their lips met and meshed in a perfect blend of throbbing passion and starving hunger.



It was terrifying how perfectly their bodies fit together, her slender little frame felt as if it had been molded to pleasure his, for him in turn to be able to bring her to such peaks she’d never fully fall from. Facts were that they had been together for twenty years, they were each others moon and night sky, they had never existed without the other in their lives after meeting. He had captured her, saved her, cultivated her so she could survive in the wilds… And all the while he had no idea he had been slowly leaving parts of his heart inside of her with each passing year until she had such a pile of them that they easily amounted to the other half of his heart. “My Snowdrop… My proof of Spring… My sweet forbidden love…” He gasped against her as he lifted and dropped her down on his cock with such an irregular rhythm, a slow sensual separation before the hard fast plunge, feeling how each thrust made her pussy grip him just that little bit tighter… Unwilling to let go of something that was able to pleasure her in a way no one else had. “So… So Forbidden… But so much Sweeter for it… Lloth knows how many nights I’ve dreamed of this…” A hot confession against lips that continued to tangle between her sharp gasps and throaty cries, the fact he had denied it for so long because he knew it was not to be born, it was even more forbidden than his love and lust with his sister… This was an abomination far worse than the inbred children he had put in his little sisters belly… This was going against everything he should do and yet he stepped off of that proud and proper path with no real hesitation and onto this one with her. He was damned… He’d feel the fires of hell and the endless torment of mind flayers for this but it was worth it for this… For this perfection… This ideal union of bodies that had been over twenty years in the making…



“All… I will give you it all…” He groaned against her lips as he laid her against that rug and began to fuck her in a way that those who had known her intimately could never comprehend. His race used their bodies like tools, perfected and finely honed over hundreds of generations, they had the act of Sex so perfected that no race before or after would ever come close. In a world of darkness and toil sex was the one thing granted to them to enjoy freely and without reservation, their one source of pleasure and as such they had a natural instinct with just how to fuck their partners, knowledge of the body that allowed them an unfair advantage when fucking. Even so those sweet milky nipples drew him harder than any drug had, lapping and suckling at the few little drops, realizing why he was going after Rose’s milk heavy tits… Because he was searching for this specific taste. “Yes… Because I feel it too… Goddess I wish you had more milk to give… Your sweeter than Deathshead wine… More addictive than any drug.” He said around that delicate berry of flesh, such a perfect shade of shell pink, almost coral and driving him perfectly wild. She… She was the Drug… Not a Drug…Or One of… She was THE DRUG… She flowed in his veins as real and true as his own blood, she saturated his pores and the very tissue of his mind, the essence of his soul… Gianna was the dark side… Sydel was the light… He was the coin they shared and he knew he was a slave to them both… Would not exist without them and in that moment he understood the driving force behind Nautilous and the reckless risks he had taken… Something like this? Was worth gambling everything, fighting undo death, risking and braving it all…



Because of that realization and the words, her teasing that he might have gotten her pregnant, little did they each realize what it would do to them… The sudden need that burst into life like a star that now? Could never be extinguished. He drove her to pleasure as often as her slender body could bear it and then he pushed her beyond that place, he taught her body how to respond to him as he was learning exactly what her own body needed, the types of orgasms her body had always craved but never fully received. Hours span on but to them it was little more than a few minutes at most, years of submersed needs and desires were floating to the top like sweet cream, driving them each to indulge each little potion that came into view. There’s be no going back or stopping, instead when he felt himself starting to hit his threshold he adjusted her a bit so that she was wide open to him, his hand on her belly as the other lifted her up into that perfect angle for him. In those moments he went from slowly and sensually loving her until she was virtually mindless to something that could only be called perfectly primal in every way, a vicious hard bouncing of his hips against her plush soft ass as he piston fucked her like an engine going 100Kmph, watching as her tits bounced badly on her chest as he pushed her to a new place… A dangerous place… Reading every little bit of her body with hands and lips, teeth and tongue, eyes and ears and even taste… Lifting her up quick and hard he slammed her down into his lap then so that he hit that spot… The sudden and intense heat as she squirted all over him and he knew he’d given her everything, his own deep throaty moans of raw pleasure and satisfaction in what she did, after all it was far from easy or simple to make a woman give such an obvious sign of climatic bliss…



Moments later he slammed her down harder onto his cock than he had before and held her there as he stiffened and gasped, his cock swelling and surging inside her before that thickness was pushed into her in a hot and violently pressured geyser, every sharp sting of her nails as they dug into his skin only served to make his balls clench that much harder so that the cum came out twice as hard… It’s insanely thick viscosity was like tack or tar, it painted and clung and would never side out, it would either give her a child or it would be absorbed by her body as nutrients… Their lips were one, tangled and dancing as their tongues fenced like musketeers, their mouths catching each others cries and moans until he broke it with his own pleading… He knew it was signing his own death warrant… “Me too Snowdrop, me too, with all my soul I want our son inside you right now… My every wish from my heart is to see my seed take root and grow.” If he were free to do so he’d breed her like this every single day and night, drive her beyond wild with pleasure until she begged him to give her a child, to go on and on and on until the first signs of their son in her belly showed… His touch upon her skin was softer than a lovers sonnet, the feel of her head against his shoulder was a weight he had dreamed of over half his life, his breath a warm fan against her skin as they shared confessions that would see them burned.



“You’re cruel at times… Worse than you realize because if you had spoken these words to me before I rejoined with my Sister I would have taken your hand and brought you with me on all my travels as a Harlequin. Make love under the stars until there was no choice but for our passions to take root, to have a son to train up as I have been, to watch grow into a young man and guardian over brothers and sisters we would have surely given him in our deep desires…” Running now though? Was not even a thought for either of them, he had his beloved sister to marry, to become the Patron she deserved and the father he always should have been to their children. Turning his face into her hand as she stroked her fingers along his skin before pushing his long hair off his face, catching her hand in his, holding it close as he felt his body slowly, grudgingly starting to soften inside her. If she so much as fluttered though they’d not be able to separate because he’d be rock hard again in a matter of seconds. “Not as if… It can’t be like that… I already know I have.” And that was the danger wasn’t it? His sweet Gia had given him a week to sort himself out and find the path he needed to walk, though he was sure neither of them in that moment had believed it would have lead him here. Hoping and wishing with his heart that she was genuinely early enough for his seed to catch, that he could see her blossom and round out with a child from him as well as her husbands.



“You reminded me of myself when I first came to the surface… Nothing there made sense, it was all too loud, too bright. It smelled too strong, the fresh air was like razors against my throat, the feel of everything around me was so alien… You looked like I had felt in those first months before I adapted.” He said honestly before she made him laugh when she said it was his eyes that did her in, the unique shade of copper that was rare even among the drow. “It was your hair for me… White is common among the drow but not with white skin, not even our albino’s are as pale as you were, like someone had drained all the color from you.” Everything about her was strange to him so when she had attacked him? He had honestly thought she was some sort of new race of monster perhaps, like a blind mimic or something of the sort, yet the fact she was an animated corpse became apparent to him she became an even bigger curiosity… Something he wanted to puzzle out. A mystery… And he always loved those things that were unknown to him, as a Seer they were precious treasures, incredibly rare and beautiful and to be savored slowly and dragged out as long as it could be. “You were the most unique thing I had ever seen in my life and I wanted to make sure you would survive because I enjoyed your very existence so much. I wanted to give you the skills to preserve yourself so that when we had to separate I could rest in the knowledge you would be there when our paths crossed again… It was a few years into this that I realized I wanted your survival for more than the desire to preserve your specialness.” When had it been? The exact moment? He couldn’t place the hour but he could place the season… It had been a viciously cold fall, the harvest was meagre and there was suffering everywhere, he and his troupe were finding it difficult to find places to perform with so little good having come in the year before their arrival. They were traveling along the road when he saw her, this flash of white in the woods like a streaking of a ghost between the blood red leaves, followed by a sudden cry that was silenced just as quickly. He had sent the group ahead of him while he went to seek her out and in that moment he had seen her feeding off of a stag she had hunted down, the sticky wet sounds of her slurping and he wondered why she simply didn’t take down one of the villagers, he was not unfamiliar with her peculiar diet after all… But it had dawned on him that she had spared them… Not because she wasn’t hungry but because the village was already struggling under a famine and drought, only compounded misery as so many of the men had been taken away by local lords to fight in this or that war, only the wounded and the old or very young remained… This was further proven when she dragged the body to the edge of the village and left it in a place that it would be found… Such an act would easily feed the village for a week and give them hope that it might be better tomorrow…



“I fell for you the moment I realized the monster without a heartbeat had more compassion for people than they held for her… The act of love even for a world that showed you none… It was then I knew I had to teach you as much as I could because the idea of you no longer being there for me to find… To watch and marvel… It would kill me.” They had always been each others mountain or stream, they always knew what the other needed without a word being spoken, that sort of sureness that they might have never felt with anyone else. “Deep down we always knew… Even when we pushed each other to the point of breaking that our hits were always just a little pulled back from full tilt. I always looked for you on every battlefield and would go to you as soon as I sensed you there. I always knew you felt me too. I didn’t dare tell you I loved you because I thought it might cause you to weaken, to open yourself up to someone hurting you because you knew how I felt, I didn’t want to be a liability.” And he knew he might become just that if she spent too much time trying to defend him or taking unnecessary risks to get to his side. Capturing her hand in his he would lift it to his lips and place a ring upon her own finger, thin and delicate with a single stone in it, a rare sapphire that was both blue and green and had always reminded him of her eyes. It was incredibly understated and easy to miss, a bit like how their love had been for each of them over the twenty years together, and it was the way their love might always be. “I know what it means… I saw Nautilous give one to Gianna and explain it’s purpose… I Love you Sydel Dragonsbane Fenriil…” He said after he kissed her with his soul on his lips until she was little more than soft and dreamy, her words about loving to rib him made him chuckle thickly against her skin, he couldn’t get enough of her… “Imagine how I felt the time I found you in splinter… I never saw you having sex before. It took all I had to step away after piercing you because if I had a sliver less of strength I would have been atop that table with you and buried inside you and I’d never leave.”



Kissing down her chest he latched onto another sweet nipple, groaning as he coaxed more sweetness onto his tongue, gently palming and squeezing her breasts to give him every little drop he could as she moaned and sighed. “I want you too… I know that Gia might kill me for this but I can’t make myself want to take it back. All of it…” He groaned against her tit before he hollowed his cheeks out curiously and when he got that sudden deluge he moaned thickly and refused to let her go, his arms tight around her as he got rock hard inside her once more, filling her with a speed faster than either of them was expecting.. “We don’t have marriage ceremonies among the Drow, our lives are too complicated for something like that, marriage is… Just a different form of ownership.” He said around a thick mouthful of her nectar, smacking his lips in pure pleasure as he went from one nipple to the other, suckling all he could get from her as he let himself get addicted to her. “I can’t give you a fancy party with flowers and music like they have but I ask you to be my wife right here… Right now… Take me to husband and love me is all I need… I know your two husbands well, Ive fucked them both, I know their pleasures well and I am far from a jealous man… I will simply be overjoyed to be your third and final husband.” Their lips caught as she pulled him off of her breast and not without a growl of his own as their kiss was as sweet and warm as her breastmilk was, groaning thickly against her as he gently fucked her one last time, this was nothing but slow sweet thrusts of his thickened cock inside her… Perfection… Their peak hitting them fast and simultaneously as he forced his cocks head up into her womb at that point to send his seed joining the others, the magic of her own nature now catching it and speeding it along like a shooting star to land beside it’s siblings… The third baby… A son.



Stroking his fingers through her hair as he was oblivious to what he had just done, instead just focusing on her, how incredible she felt around him… How perfect… And if she had accepted? His wife… His longest love… At her words he found himself laughing once more and a brow rising. “Does this mean you’ll stop calling me the fungus humungus? Or Bert the Dirt?” Brushing stray strands behind her ear as they kissed once more, sweet and slow, the tease about the damn pants made him groan a bit as that settled on him once more. “Mmm Ill need it… Until then though if you can… You know… Tell with this thing that your husband gave you… Will you let me know?...” This was her will after all and he had no idea what it all meant, only that if she was then he knew this child would have a stranglehold on his heart, a child born out of love… Not lust… Or need. But Love. As she began to step away though he caught that trail of cum trickling down her thigh and he grabbed her leg and dragged her back over to him, having her stand over his face with her legs lightly spread as he began to eat her out, his thick well trained tongue knowing just how to scoop his cum out of her. He and Gia had become masters at this little routine as it kept their secret safe and now as then? This was their secret until they both formulated how to reveal it to the others… until then? His tongue would always dip inside her sweet little pussy and devour up every drop of his cum inside her until she came against him and with her own sweet juices would rinse the rest out for him. Only then did he let her go and get up to take that shower. Standing up himself he’d tuck his soft, well coated cock back into his wet pants, walking uncomfortably to the bedroom where a fresh set was laid out for him. Not surprising… What was? Was the fact Diovan was sitting up on the bed with a grin on his face and arms tucked behind his head with a rock hard erection making those sheets tent like no ones fucking business….



Diovan:



“She’s so easy to love… Here her father forced her on her mother in the hopes of creating a perfect weapon but all he did was make a woman so beautifully broken she’s impossible not to fall in love with… I can’t speak for her husband Nautilous but I can tell you I give you my blessing. I heard everything and the fact you kept her safe for me all those years till we could come together again means everything to me… Because of that I think you deserve a share of her heart as much as we do… And I also believe that now she is complete. She has all the parts of her heart now, her past, the present, and her future… She has her armor, her shield, her blade. That said…” A crook of his finger and he couldn’t help the thick groan of pleasure as he saw the way Thaylan instantly got hard and came into that bed with him like a starving man. “It seems we shall be sharing each others wives quite often… Gia is a sublime mistress and when she cums on my cock it’s the most incredible feeling ever… Who knows… You put a child in our wife and I might have even put a daughter in yours?” He teased only slightly which was just met with a warm laugh from Thaylan who pulled that sheet away and parted his thighs, hocking a thick gob on spit onto his ass for a bit of lube, feeling Thaylans ultra thick cock sliding into his ass made him gasp and arch hard as his cock twitched like mad before he started to cum violently against Thaylan’s abs and chest. “FUCK!- No wonder you can make Nautilous cum in minutes… What a cock… Son of a bitch… Fuck be hard Thaylan… I’m a bigger pain slut than my wife.” To which of course Thaylan did NOT disappoint as he found himself suddenly dropped into a world of pain so white hot that even Sydel at her worst hadn’t dropped him too, the hand around his throat and the other squeezing the fuck out of his balls had him shooting off load after load until he was actually whimpering… Tears streaming in pure bliss… His cock getting bigger… Thicker before suddenly Thaylan pulled out and then began to ride his own cock which was just what undid him, his hands on Thaylan’s hips as he pushed up into him over and over again until they cried in unison, moving forward to catch all that cum from Thaylans big thick black cock on his tongue and lips… The two of them collapsing into that big bed together in a tangle of arms and lips, gasping and panting, the smells of sex on the air as Sydel walked out of the shower to find them in a lovers embrace as hands jerked each other furiously under the sheets until he began to groan loudly. “Oh- Oh Ok FUCK! Alright- Yes- You win- You win!” He cried out half broken before Thaylan would dip under the sheets and his eyes rolled up in his head as Thaylan blew his cock better than his own brother could and he piston fucked that dark head beneath the sheets until he painted up Thaylan’s mouth and throat with cum and collapsed against the bed.



“FUCK… No wonder Nautilous is mad for you… God damn… That has to be illegal…” He was panting, wheezing against the soreness of his throat that was so decadent, covered in sweat and breathing hard. He’d look over to see Sydel in nothing more than a towel in the shower doorway and he’d smile at her, just for her, all the love he held for her in his eyes as he looked at her… His sun… His moon and stars… The reason he even drew breath. “Hey billy button baby…” He said as he patted the expanse beside him for her to come and sit with them… Thaylan crawling out from under the blankets onto to come up behind her and snuggle into her. “I’ve been up a while now… Nautilous rang up to check in on me and that’s when I heard you two in the living room.” The smile was still on his face as he reached out to take her hand up in his, his finger tracing over her new ring, she now had a stack of three… His, his brothers, and now Thaylans… Oh if the women only knew… How jealous they would be. “I heard the story and the confessions and I fully approve and support it… I can’t speak for Nautilous but I honestly am so happy for you my sweet wife, to have this final piece of your heart come home to you, to be complete at long last… My heart swells and my soul sings… Honestly this is the most beautiful wedding gift I could ever wish for you.” Dragging her down into bed with him even as Thaylan fake grumbled at having to release her for a moment as she laid down beside him and he’d drag her into those sex scented sheets. “Thaylan is going to go to this cabin with you to keep you safe and clean up while you relax and work on giving yourself the time to process your pregnancy and if you want this third baby and of course the magical influx to bring him to life.” He said with a nod of his head, peppering her with soft, adoring kisses as he held her nice and tight to his chest. “I’ll stay here and clean up, get everything in order and send off the letters for what we need to the shops so you only have to swing by them to pick it up rather wait for the deliveries to be packed up at each place. Something tells me I’ll have to put in an order from one crib to three.” That was one thing about him? He was never the jealous type, he knew that the heart and soul were complicated things, emotions were more wild and unpredictable, deeper and brighter than the seas and stars. So long as he could love her he had been happy, having her love in return now, the fact she wore his name after so many years… Oh his world was utterly perfect.



“When you get back is it our wedding night, albeit a little later than we intended but we’re used to it I think.” The laughter was warm and like a physical caress, a hug to her in so many ways, he was just the most blessed man in the world and he felt it. “While you two are out I think we might want to fit a room out here for our play time. I’ll have our husband send up his favorites from Menzo and gear out the room while you are getting everything else. I ask though that if you fuck while out I want recordings. Hearing it and not seeing made me want to explode in that bed.” He’d hear Thaylan chuckling before the kiss that he would press to Sydels neck before leaving the bed to grab his own shower and put on the second outfit that had been delivered while he and Sydel remained snuggled up in that bed together, his hand slipping down under the sheets where he’d slowly slide it over her belly, caressing that sweet perfect mound of hers. “To think… Three little boys might be in here… Yours, my brothers, and Thaylans if you will it… And from what I heard out there? It’s something you both want even with the fire you might have to walk through.” He knew little of Gia outside of the fact that between he and she? There was something blooming… Perhaps the exact thing that was between Sydel and Thaylan… After all he knew the moment he slid into her sweet body that he had felt something stir in him that he hadn’t felt since his first night with Sydel… The desire to be with her, love her, worship her and be her adoring slave… To give her children and see her sweet perfect body round with his seed and others inside her… The perfect Goddess for him to worship and oh… He wanted to worship Gia… “You saw myself and Gia in this bed too… I can’t deny that I felt something stir for her… That making love to her was incredible, second only to you my sweet wife, and like you and Thaylan… I would give her a child if she were capable… I think you two are linked in ways we can’t see yet, think about it, you each have the exact same lovers… All of us have fallen in love for you and she both, we wish to give you both as many children as we can, to love worship and protect both of you. It’s as if you two are mirrors of each other, one dark and one light, no one felt… Complete… Until all of this happened… I think we were all looking for pieces that we’ve only now found… Which makes me ask you my sweet wife… Would you allow me to do with Gia what you do with Thaylan? Would you not be jealous or angry if I were to love a child into existence with her? If I were to ask her to become my wife and I her slave? I would ask you to think about this while you are out and if you can give me an answer we’ll work from there… For one thing I know for sure is that this is going to shock everyone at first but… I think too it will all make sense in the end for them too.”



The kiss he gave her then was full of more love, support, understanding and encouragement than she might have ever felt in her life… Going on and on as he held her close and sheltered her in his arms, letting her feel safe and warm, protected and so very wanted. When it finally broke he would move down a bit and kiss the sweet mound of her belly before he’d hold her close there for several more moments. “Gee on my love… You have things to do and tonight when you come home we will have our wedding night… All three of us… I want to share my Bond with him so that you will have us all no matter how far we might have to wander… But until then? Just think of how incredible it will feel with both of us inside you at the same time my love… Your sweet tight little cave forced wide around our cocks as you bounce atop us until we all come together and the Bond is Forged… All night long my love… All night long we’ll love you long and sweet… Hard and Fast… You’ll be mindless come morning and you’ll wonder how in the world you ever thought you could live without the three of us to fill you so perfectly.” Such hot words spoken sweetly by her ear… Everything to paint up that fantasy for her until she would almost be panting with it… And in that moment? He would reach out and press his hand around her throat hard, curling his fingers in enough to cut her air off as he pulled her down to him, his other hand fisting in her hair as he moved to his knees and almost towered over her… Holding her there until just the perfect moment when he released enough to let her suck in a breath, stroking his thumb along her bottom lip softly before he’d dip it into her mouth, his seafoam green eyes a dark shade of pine… “I’ve been studying… Very hard to master this form for you… And tonight I will show you everything I’ve been learning my precious little whore of a wife… If there isn’t a third little bastard in your belly by the time you come home? There will be before the next night passes… This body is mine… You are mine as my Wife… We want a big family after all, don’t we my little ladybird? Lots of babies… So my little love will open her cunt nice and wide and beg her Drow husband to put a baby inside her because she is a good little Pet, isn’t she? She wants to share a house full of laughing babies with her husband after all, the more cum we pump into you the better chances you will to lots and lots of pregnancies, pale, tan and the shade of ash…” He whispered by her ear before he’d kiss her again and this time it was with as much dominance and heat as his brother… No… No he had stepped beyond that… His scope, the flexibility he held was greater than that so when he kissed her it was as if Chris and Nautilous had morphed into one man… Into him… The way he bent her over his arm and mastered her so easily, as smooth as heated honey, stealing her mind and possibly even her soul with that kiss before he would let her take a breath… A loving tap to her cheek before it would turn into a caress and the kiss that followed was impossibly saccharine. “I cant keep that side up for very long but it’s ALL yours tonight my perfect, sweet, wonderful wife… I want to give you the dominance you need as your Husband and I promise I will be your best…” He said before Thaylan would come out wearing… Well fuck…It was impossible not to rake his eyes over the figure the man cut in that outfit. Go on you too… I’ll see you home for dinner.”



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..she had been for the most part keeping herself busy, that and she had little choice.. the fact she had spent so many nights away from her home meant there was work to be done.. the background thoughts though of Thaylan being away.. and the reasoning of that still kind of poked and prodded at her.. yes.. she had given him a certain amount of freedom to spread his wings so to speak.. to seek out that which was being up until then caged within his heart.. but she would be lying if she said it didn't hurt.. at least a little.. still.. the her to do list was keeping her mind incredibly active and busy.. she knew Nautilous was training.. was with the guards, the soldiers and the army.. she knew not of the extent he was going to with the dance however.. but figured that would be coming around soon enough..so on this day she was within one of the state rooms.. her office.. so to speak.. the large imposing desk and chair.. the books piled, rolled papers and signatures required.. this would be the administrative side of keeping her house a home.. and keeping it as safe as she possibly could.. but the other pressing matter was her clothing.. it was already form fitting.. and now that her stomach region was more convex as opposed to concave she needed a little more assistance.. there were several seamstresses around her.. lengths of measuring tape drawn about her mid section.. her bust.. her waist and hips.. and whilst she desired to wear those corsets she knew.. there was a voice of a young stubborn Doctor in her head reminding her that No.. she wasn't allowed to.. not when so much was on the line.. in her hands was a large book.. ribbons hung over its spine as markings for certain passages.. she was instructing a bevy of help to organise the quarters for her daughter.. that the training and inevitable ascension of Priestesses would begin once Anya was secured at home..

she had on little more than a long emerald coloured velvet skirt.. it hung low upon her hips.. her upper body was covered in little more than a haltered crop.. that mid section was on display.. it made things easier when it came to seamstresses and their poking and prodding..her lips curled into an amused grin when she watched the slave take a sudden jump back.. though she too noticed the look in the young ones eyes.. the disdain.. the need to speak the words caught on an otherwise venomous tongue.. she paused.. reaching forward.. long fingers would glide along the slaves neck.. tilting her chin up..-.. You may leave us.. Ill call you if you're required again.. -she had no room for those who couldn't keep their thoughts off their faces.. it was all well and good to think whatever you liked.. but if she could read it.. without you speaking a word.. you were gone.. her shoulders lowered and she sighed softly in response to the touch.. his hands massaging away the ache of the day.. -.. Ive been better.. but much worse.. -fingers reached to seek out his.. to curl over his hand there-.. just a little nausea.. nothing I cant handle.. and Ill gladly deal with a little discomfort for such a bright end result.. -her attention returned to the book there as she swiped her hand to the left and the page turned over-.. mm.. it is.. I am concerned that we have no House Wizard as of yet.. the ones who have come to the stand to try are simply not skilled enough.. and whilst I admire their confidence.. I cant in good faith put them into that position without a certain amount of natural talent.. -she rubbed her lips together lightly..a painted nail slid down the page over the names that had all been crossed out-.. I was considering offering it to your wife.. but.. the quandry with that is that she is female.. the position is taken primarily by a male.. might you have a suggestion my dark knight?.. -she slowly closed the book over.. a rolling of her wrist would have those last few seamstresses turning with a curtsy before they exited the room with their notebooks..he spoke on making her a gift-.. You have?.. -her brow rose a little as she went to turn to see him only to have him come around to the side of her..falling to his knees.. her fingers would reach to comb back through his hair.. she could now see what he was wearing.. the blacks and golds.. oh it was regal in all its finery and yet so perfectly understated..

her attention fell to his offered hand.. and the key.. curiosity floated across her eyes as she reached for it.. holding it up as it shone in the candle lighting-.. whats this?.. -she questioned as he spoke on finding a room that was unused and how he had dedicated it to her.. as a kind of private little haven.. she looked surprised.. a smile that only grew for him settled in as he offered his arm and she took it gracefully-.. Well this is certainly a surprise.. when did you have the time to do this?.. -she gave his arm a light squeeze as they walked.. the slight length of her skirt glided across the wooden floor boards as they walked..any and all slaves and workers they managed to pass on this walk lowered their heads or bowed depending on their station.. he though was closely watched.. by everyone.. they either wanted to be him.. desired his skill and madness.. or wanted him dead.. they came to the door and she slid that key into the lock.. feeling the magical energy that was like a soft vibrational wave.. she glanced across to him.. she looked a little excited by the prospect of what was in here.. before she opened the door and moved to step inside.. oh her mouth just dropped open .. she was utterly and completely stunned.. she felt a literal chill running the length of her spine as her hand rose to cup to her lips-.. Oh my god.. -she breathed.. her gaze.. that rich garnet shifted over the room before her.. but it wasn't a simple room.. it was a drop of paradise..all made up for her.. she could feel the warmth upon her bare arms.. the feeling of dewy grass against her feet.. the interesting scents of flowers she didn't recognise.. and the sounds.. birds and insects.. her eyes grew quite glassy-.. Oh this is.. This is ..there are no words for how beautiful it is.. -her arms fell back to her smiles.. her smile was as bright as the sunshine felt..

she crouched down then to brush her finger tips across the soft moss and delicate flower petals.. just to be sure she wasn't dreaming and it was all just a very clever illusion.. -.. This is perfection.. Nautilous.. I am utterly stunned.. -she slowly moved to stand as her hand rose to wipe just beneath her eyes.. to capture unspent tears that were begging to topple from the sheer amount of pleasurable emotion such an action was throwing upon her.. her attention shifted to him when he lifted her hand to his lips.. feeling that soft warm kiss.. before his nibbles would make her smile.. she'd cradle his warm cheek.. his face.. finger tips lightly caressing as she watched him.. he seemed to very content and calmed.. centred.. anchored. and she adored seeing this on him.. he wore it well.. -.. Thankyou.. I absolutely love it.. Ive seen nothing like it in my entire life.. and Im utterly enchanted.. -he suddenly pulled her in to him.. their bodies were pressed flush together.. she'd take the offered leash.. but the vial caused her to pause.. for her brows to furrow in a little.. she lifted it up.. turning it around against her ruby lacquered nails.. before her gaze would fall to his beautiful mismatched orbs.. he spoke on how easy it was to prove ownership by wearing a collar.. or by simply saying as much.. but how lies were easily spoken..deception didn't need much talent... her lids tumbled closed when he began to kiss her.. to press his lips just behind her ear.. her shoulder.. his hands were so gentle the touches were almost not felt.. but her skin easily reacted with pops of goosebumps in their wake.. her heart took a leap when he told her what the vial was.. his essence.. complete control over him.. - Oh Nautilous.. -she sighed as he curled in closer to her.. her arms rose to wrap around him.. her fingers found his hair.. to stroke back through it as he rested his head atop her shoulder..- I am honoured ..-she would tilt her head a little to the side and he would feel her lips pressing a kiss to his hair.. - and humbled by this.. -her fingers curled over his heart where she could feel that hot and hard beating.. her own was throbbing away within the confines of her chest.. the whole action.. the whole event had grown into quite an emotional bubble.. -.. We have come so very far.. you and I.. both from very different worlds.. both with very different experiences.. and yet we have an insane amount in common.. both a little broken.. both stubbornly set in molds we had built up around us.. but it took meeting to slowly tear those down.. I have not been the most ideal partner .. I have struggled with teachings and voices in my head telling me whats right.. and whats wrong..

-her fingers traced down along his jawline-.. I have struggled with the ideals of what I should be.. where I should be.. what I should have around me.. it was all so very rigid and in doing so.. I hurt you.. I made you feel as though you were stumbling.. and meeting blocks in the road at almost every turn.. so whilst you bent for me.. I too had to learn to bend for you.. I fear this wont be the end of it.. but.. -her lips curled into a smile just for him-.. we have come so far.. and seeing you here.. before me right now.. You're so open.. and vulnerable.. and I couldn't be prouder for it.. see right now.. Youre stronger than you have Ever been.. and I love you all the more for it .. -she leant in a little till her forehead was pressed to his.. her breath soft as it washed across his cheeks.. his lips-.. I caught myself watching you.. at the wedding.. when you were officiating.. and my heart just ached.. -she pressed her lips to his right temple-.. I thought.. I really do love you.. -his left temple-.. You were getting emotional.. even when you tried your hardest to hide it.. -she grinned-.. I saw it.. I witnessed the love in your eyes for them both.. I saw how proud you were.. I saw it all .. even down to the little trembles of your lips.. -a kiss to the tip of his nose-.. and I knew I loved you all the more for it.. It was honest.. it was real.. it was raw.. Nautilous you are my home.. and my adventure all bundled together..You're kind of magical.. and yes.. all i want in this life is you next to me.. -her lips pressed to the corner of his-.. Forever.. -she'd steal those lips of his then as her arms lifted.. to reach around him and hold him close.. the kiss was beautifully deep.. an echo . a manifestation of the very words she just spoke..-.. Id marry you now.. right now.. if we could.. -her fingers lightly caressed at the back of his neck-.. I'm tired of waiting.. and I can be the most patient person in the world.. but when it comes to you.. all that seems to just float right out the window..You have the most intriguing affect on me.

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Who could have predicted it?. any of it?.. No one.. no one would have seen this coming.. and given a few months prior that explanation would have worked for All of them.. their whole world had been tipped turned upside down.. and yet.. even with all the bumps in the road and the pot holes they had stumbled into.. they were really better for it.. werent they?.. she had settled there upon Thaylans lap.. the two of them breathing a little deeper.. a little shorter as their bodies were coated in a thin film of sweat.. she felt deliciously warm and more than a little heavy.. confessions were shared.. admissions.. wants and desires.. it was a dangerous path to tread she knew it.. he knew it.. and yet there was no going back.. it just felt right.. like it were meant to happen.. it just had to wait till it was the right time.. she complimented him on his scent.. though she knew she had to shower.. his remarks about would it stop her from calling him names caused her to scoff a little-.. mm.. no.. You'l always be fungus humungus and bert the dirt.. -her lips curled into a cheeky grin -.. but its all just a facade.. because you do smell so incredibly good.. -her lips pressed to the corner of his.. before he asked of her to tell him .. should anything change.. she knew what he meant.. and what he was referring to.. that being the possibility of a child.. - Youl be the first to know.. -spoken softly.. as she slowly moved to stand.. oh that was incredibly uncomfortable.. she really didn't want to but knew it had to happen lest they become permanently fused together.. she went to move back toward the shower before he took a hold of her leg.. guiding her back to him as she blinked.. -.. Just what are you up to mmm?.. -she questioned.. watching as he guided he.. moved her till she was standing directly before him.. before she felt that tongue and her knees just about buckled.. she sucked in a sharp breath and she moaned.. Oh she'd not felt anything like it.. the motions made with his tongue to remove.. to all but scoop it out of her were maddening.. her fingers tangled within his thick dark hair.. gripping.. scratching against his scalp as she rode against that incredibly talented tongue.. her pitch only grew faster.. higher.. hotter before she shattered.. trembling as she just about lost her balance.. she whined and bit into her lower lip as he slowly released her..

that walk then.. to the shower was a little more wobbly than it might have been only moments before.. she leant against the door frames.. before she disappeared into the bathroom.. that shower was needed.. so badly..the hot water was like heaven.. and if Diovan thought he was going to get much.. if any he was sorely mistaken.. let alone Thaylan.. they could fight over the cold water that was left.. softly scented soaps and moisturisers were slid across her skin.. dabs of oils given as gifts.. she'd not ever been one to take care of herself.. she didn't give a single damn.. but this new body was different.. it felt different ..and she knew that her husbands appreciated the softness of that skin.. the way she smelt.. so she took that little bit more time on occasion.. wrapping that thick towel about her waist.. leaving her chest bare she moved to open the door.. only to then catch the two boys in a sweaty sexy tangled mess.. she leant against the door frame.. her arms crossing about her chest.. wearing a knowing smile.. the room smelt of sex.. and probably would do so on a permanent basis.. she caught Diovans gaze.. her own that beautifully mismatched colouring lingered as she returned that sweet loving smile-.. Im so glad to see youre awake.. and clearly.. in good spirits and health.. -her smile curled into a grin as she laughed a little.. he obviously wasn't in any pain or hurting.. he looked to be very.. very comfortable and pleased.. she moved across the room toward them both.. settling down into that bed..her head coming to rest there upon the pillow as she felt Thaylan come up behind her.. curling in closer.. she glanced back.. her fingers were warm and soft as they traced across his cheek.. before she turned back to Diovan.. listening.. hearing about Nautilous checking in and she sunk a little-.. Oh.. wonderful.. so.. he heard as well then?.. -she knew she was going to get ribbed for that.. watching as he took her hand.. touching the third ring that now rested there close to theirs.. her heart ached for a moment as she wondered just what he was going to say.. she didn't want there to be an issue.. a problem.. and she certainly didn't want to hurt him in any way.. before she all but sagged when he spoke on his approval.. that his heart swelled.. and he counted it as a wedding gift no less.. she reached across for him.. to trace her fingers along his cheek.. his jawline and just beneath his lower lip.. .. Thankyou.. -spoken softly..before she leant in to press her lips to his forehead.. the two of them settled down lower in the bedding.. before he mentioned that Thaylan would be taking her to the cabin.. to keep an eye on her.. to keep her safe whilst he did all the cleaning.. that thought alone made her laugh a little-.. He is going to do the cleaning?-she was curious to know if Thaylan knew how to do that..

her head rested then against Diovans chest as she felt his shower of adoring kisses.. she sighed softly.. she was so utterly contented.. like whole.. and centered.. she felt loved.. but not crowded.. which in of itself was insane considering her pool had grown.. and there were now three.. it was as if Thaylan was that final piece.. the one bit that was causing the gears to grind a little harder.. the one that kept things just that little bit off kilter.. she pressed her lips over Diovans heart.. she knew he wasn't a jealous person.. he was so understanding.. -.. Im so lucky to have you my dear husband.. -she lifted her head a little.. just enough to look up to him there.. her arms just reaching to wrap around him.. to hold him as they conversed.. that when they returned they would have their long awaited wedding night..-. not late.. we arrive precisely when we mean to.. -she grinned and laughed a touch against his skin.. -.. Dont forget.. Im still waiting on that song.. I havent forgotten.. -her head found the pillow once more.. fingers idly traced designs upon his bare chest.. he spoke on setting up a play room.. and how Nautilous could send up some things from Menzoberranzan.. and she could get a few others.. the remark about recordings of her fucking if she did earnt him a nudge to the side-.. Soon enough you'l be able to feel it.. but yes.. I promise.. if things take a turn.. ill make sure you know all about it.. -she rubbed her lips together-.. there is still that play room set up at the cabin.. I could get a few things from there and bring them back.. a little of this.. little of that.. we used to have quite a lot of.. fun.. in there.. if you recall.. -she ran a nail around one of his nipples.. just lightly.. before she felt the kiss against the back of her neck.. Thaylan moving to exit the bed and grab that much needed shower.. she just curled in closer to her sweet husband.. the two of them sated.. comfortable.. relaxed.. incredibly relaxed.. watching as he slowly slid his hand across her belly.. the delicate rise.. small.. so small.. but most assuredly there.. she took a breath when he spoke on the idea there could be three little boys in there.. and how it sounded as though it was something they both desired.. -.. mm.. the fire could be quite hot.. there's no denying that.. but.. I do.. im not going to deny it.. im certainly not going to lie to you about it.. I..do.. -her hand slid down to rest over his there against her stomach.. fingers curling in.. giving a light squeeze -.. im just a little hesitant.. I dont want to cause waves.. that might not be able to be repaired.. we have all gotten so much closer.. and i dont want to ruin anything.. -she exhaled softly..

he started to speak about Gia.. and how she had watched him with the Matron.. -.. I did.. I watched you both.. -her head came down to his chest there as she rolled over onto her back.. -.. You seemed perfectly in sync .. I watched the way you looked at her.. the way you touched her.. and the way she responded.. -she tilted her head a little.. just enough to capture his lips.. a soft.. slow little kiss-.. Follow your heart my sweet husband.. -whispered against mouth.. -.. If you feel you love her.. feel you cant be without her.. -another kiss.. soft and sweet.. - then go to her.. talk to her.. tell her.. dont leave it.. i think.. we have learnt our lesson on keeping things to ourselves..-it hurt in the long run.. she knew that much.. if only she had spoken to him when she was younger.. there were so many if onlys.. so many could haves.. her life was littered with that nonsense.. the kiss.. that all encompassing.. filled with love and support and understanding.. it just made her whimper.. her heart seized a little as she curled in closer.. he made her feel so safe.. so wanted.. so needed.. her brows drew in though when he mentioned they would share the bond with Thaylan..her head tilted as she reached .. fingers stroking back through his hair-.. are you sure?.. -she questioned.. it made sense.. and she wanted to.. but she didn't know if it was something he too wanted to share.. it was a Huge deal..before he went into all manner of erotic detail about their soon coming wedding night.. and how the two of them were going to utterly ruin her.. the images that conjured up made her draw her knees in.. all but fusing those thighs of hers together as her breath audibly caught and she pressed her head down into the pillow.. -.. You are a tease -she grinned as he whispered so hotly against her ear.. she drew the corner of her lip inward to chew upon it..

before he totally turned her world upside down when he gripped her throat.. her eyes fluttered open as she too a sharp intake of breath.. he guided her.. moved her.. until she was where he wanted her.. she moaned and whined when he fisted her hair.. what was this then?.. she swallowed down the breath that kept catching against her throat.. her lids grew heavy.. her thighs tightened.. that fog.. that sweet addiction rolled in before he finally allowed her to suck in a deep sudden breath.. she gasped.. blinking a few times.. the thumb beneath her lip was felt.. before it was dipped into her hot little mouth .. she looked up to him there as he towered over her.. her lips closed around that finger.. her tongue curled and flicked around it.. his eyes.. that deeper.. darker shade made her tremble.. he explained.. how he had been studying.. to master this for her.. and how tonight would be the night she understood just how much he had learned.. her lids closed over and she whined.. he made his demands.. she had to be pregnant.. she had to accept that third baby.. that her body was his.. -.. Yes Sir.. -she managed to utter a little brokenly.. he had thrown her completely.. her heat was racing there within the confines of her chest-.. This body is yours.. and ill give you as many children as you desire.. as we desire.. -oh the kiss just about floored her.. it stole her breath from her very lungs.. she melted beneath him.. he sapped from her every single ounce of strength.. that kiss was masterful.. she felt heavy when it broke.. her head lulled forward a little.. as if she'd been dipped in some incredibly powerful drug.. the sweetness and love that followed though made her smile.. made her sigh a little dreamily.. before Thaylan appeared in some rather intriguing clothing.. Oh it had the hallmarks of Nautilous ALL over it.. she pressed her lips to Diovans shoulder as she slowly peeled herself out of that bed.. leaving the towel behind as she took her naked self across the room and swung pen the cupboard doors.. she needed something she could move around in.. she was not going to let him do all the cleaning himself.. gliding on a knitted glittering tube skirt.. it glistened when the sunlight hit it.. but was incredibly understated.. no jewels or big colourful designs.. the top was made from the same fabric but sat more like a cropped halter.. revealing her midrift.. and more than enough ample cleavage.. she straightened it out .. sliding her tiny feet into a pair of ankle boots.. before she retied her hair up.. a loose pony tail swung behind her.. -. We will try not to be long.. -she blew her sweet husband a kiss as she grabbed Thaylans hand and she dragged him out of the bedroom -.. Nautilous really has it in for you huh?.. -she gave him a sideways look.. she looked suitably amused.. as she manged to land a hard smack to his ass.. a tight ass no less in those pants-.. Ill bet he is enjoying this.. -she moved out the back of the cottage.. drawing up a portal.. flicking through the locations.. there were a few.. but finally landing on that little cottage.. hidden away from all and everyone.. before she stepped through first.. landing softly on the other side.. it was a bit more tropical here.. the trees had quite a canopy overhead which kept it nice and humid.. something he would be used to due to his home..- this place has been locked up for a good decade.. just be warned.. -she slipped through the growth.. the trees and ferns.. the vines and brush.. before the cottage near the running brook would appear-

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[BadInfluence]

It wasn’t the first time he’d had such a knee jerk reaction from one of them and he didn’t blame them either. He was able to blend far too seamlessly in with the drow for all he wasn’t one of them by birth, he just had a natural affinity to this lifestyle, the sort of hierarchy suited him oddly enough and he adapted quickly. As a male? He ranked quite high and that was uncommon among the Drow but there he was all the same and it upset many of the females. They either wanted to steal him, fuck him, or kill him. And perhaps in that exact order for a lot of them. Even so his thoughts were focused on her as he gently touched her shoulders, seeking out those tense knots and tender spots, he knew that the backlog had piled up a bit when they had stepped out and she was in essence playing grab ass with a pile of paperwork. Once Anya came home though he believed that she would be able to help take over apportion of this as a way to be trained for her own house one day, a sort of internship so she could learn how it all went around so to speak, and with the fact that triplets were to be born into the house within a few months they would need someone who could pick up the slack while the birth occurred and some time to heal up afterwards. “We have all been worse at some point but that doesn’t mean the things we feel in this moment are not entirely justified…” He said warmly against the crown of her head before he’d kiss her crimson hair softly, their fingers catching and linking as she explained it was a bit of nausea, something he had a guess could be helped with… “Rose would chew candied ginger than Jacob made for her to help wither morning sickness, I will procure some for you to help, from what I had heard it is quite tasty.” The question of House Wizard came up and he paused for a moment before he’d come around the side of the table to look at the name of those who had been crossed out, many attempts but no success, and a few of them he knew personally from the army… They were his own men and while gifted in battle they were shit with magic… They couldn’t start a fire to save their life… Some were of course better but not many… “Given all we currently have balanced on the razors blade of our life I would not give it to a female… We already push the envelope and doing so I fear might be the last push to send some of the tenuous peaceful neighbors we have into a bit of a snit…” And he also knew Sydel would not take it up unless Diovan was dead which would leave them without a full time House Wizard for some time yet…

“I do have an idea but you will not like it my Mistress, are you sure you still wish to hear my thoughts on them, for I am sure they will not please you a whit.” He said with a bit of a wry smile on his lips because he knew she wouldn’t like it. If she told him to proceed anyways he would broach the topic in a straight forward manner. “Aeson Khoeler has more than enough natural talent, not to mention a magical affinity that is not seen every millennia so to speak, having him as the House Wizard would be the finishing gem in your perfect crown.” He said while holding up his hand for just a moment, asking politely for a chance to explain his reasoning if she didn’t ask him to do that herself once he had spoken originally. “He makes a shit King, he was never made of the stuff it takes to face up to it all and as such he skulks and hides like a petulant child being forced to clean his room, and while it is far from a charming behavior it is one that will suit us well. He wants so badly to be out of that position that he would do just about anything to get away from it, coming here with us, enlisting into servitude under you would be a small price in his mind for a freedom from his ball and chain of a mother. Plus his Rose is here.” It was simply put, straight forward and concise, the only issue he knew of? Was the fact that there was little to no love lost between the two and not without reason by any means. “If you put the past aside and forgo what has happened between his family and yours you can see the fact he is almost invaluable. Raw, almost fathomless power and a gift too unique to be snubbed, properly trained and collared he will be indispensable. I will also take full responsibility if he fails and does not pass muster. I can swear to you I will personally train and break him myself if that is what is needed.” And he meant it. Ace would be put through a regiment so hellish he would think the Gauntlet was a laughing picnic in the park but he could guarantee at the end of it? Ace would be clean, sober, and grounded for probably the first time in his life.

With that having been said they would enter a discussion back and forth for as long as she wished to speak on it until the mater was either closed or put off for another time, in which case he would explain that he had gotten her a gift, or rather made something for her. Kneeling at her feet he presented the key to her, it looked so very plain, easily lost amid others on a key ring… Expect that for her and for her alone? It would hum with a vibration only she could feel. “I always think of gifts to give you but few are worthy of the woman before me… But this one I feel has come the closest to being good enough for my Mistress.” He said humbly at her feet before she would take the key from him and he would lead her through the castle to the place he had carved out a sanctuary for her from. The question she asked made him smile there at her side, after all between training and the blade dance preparation, he shouldn’t have a lick of time to take a piss let alone create something for her. “I took the hours from sleep and meals. I made you lose so much sleep and rest over my actions when we first met, it is only fair that I lose some of my own to make something that will hopefully be a soothing place for you, for our daughters as well as they grow.” It hadn’t been easy, it had taken many days of careful crafting and attention to detail, the spell alone was hundreds of layers deep and each one as fine as gossamer spun with spiders silk. Weightless it would give no echo of what it was outside this space, inside the feeling of magic was minimal at best, all one could sense was what was before them… A sunny meadow with a running stream, full of flora and fauna from the surface, places of exceptional beauty that he had come across in his life… Her reaction was all and more than he could have hoped for as he came back behind her, reaching up to capture her fingers as they wiped at her tears, kissing each one away before she’d feel his lips against her fingers… The nibbles that followed which made her smile before she cradled his cheek… Was he calm and centered? For the first time in his life yes. Gia had given him a Purpose… A Home. Love… Children… Family… She took him faults and all but didn’t let him get away with shit behavior, she made him accountable for his mistakes and helped him grow from them, all the while never letting him forget how much she cherished and adored him. “It’s old magic, part surface and part drow, a hybrid between the two you could say… It allows me to have the surface world exist within this room just as it would elsewhere, you could walk for mile and miles in this room and never reach the other wall, it is a domain within itself, a pocket dimension you could say. Just as in nature animals will come and go and the weather here will change, the seasons will roll by one by one in their time, you will get to see the surface world in all its beauty and changing temperaments without ever having to leave your home. Spring storms and winter snows, summer heat and fall’s crisp leaves of vermillion and saffron.” It was meant to give her a slice of the world all her own… Something just from him to her… A sign she could see when ever she wished, proof of his love for her and how closely he did listen to her, how he never forgot but at times it might take a while to create it…

The other gift was something far more precious because it was something that was a complete and literal one of a kind, it could never be replicated or re-created, what was in there was literally like a part of his soul transmuted into a liquid… Her control over him with that would be absolute, he would never know she used it or when, it would be so seamless, so natural that it would seem as if her every whim over him was purely instinct versus instruction. Submitting via words and actions was one thing, easily faked, easily pretended like an actor on stage… But this? This could not be faked or alluded to, this was what he meant when he said he trusted her, that he was submitting to her in every way… His arms around her were warm and strong, his lips against her skin were soft as he caressed her with featherlight touches all meant to make her sigh, to send her floating among the stars… Resting his head on her shoulder as she kissed his hair, their hands linked while hers rested over his heart, the words spoken between them were full of an oceans worth or emotion and all so genuinely saccharine. “We both had to learn to walk together… Our paces were different but we have finally found out step, adjusting the each of us to the other, not an easy process for either of us and for perfectly acceptable reasons.” They were getting there though, rather than break they each learned to bend, to accept a flexibility they had never had to adjust to before… It came with its own aches and pains but it was worth it in the end, to be here now, his daughter growing inside her and his heart beating in the home he had picked inside her chest… The home she had lured him into because inside there he found his perfect fit… The place he had always searched for. “We will be old and grey before we can say that we are done learning and growing with each other my sweet one… We are two different people but that is what makes it beautiful. Same enough to find a common ground but different too so that we each learn from each other, grow with each other, and learn together. I hope I never see the day that we aren’t learning a new way to bend with each other Gianna… I want to spend my life, every moment of time that I have, spent learning you and the beautiful soul that has so captivated and captured my own…”

Their foreheads touching as she called him out on his behavior at the wedding, his lips quirking in a charming smile, she had him out after all that was true… For him that wedding did so much more than just bind his brother and his wife together as one, it was his way of asking for forgiveness from them… And accepting forgiveness for himself too… To letting it go and no longer letting it be the weight about his neck… The past was a learning lesson, not a life sentence, there was no reason to live there repeating it over and over like the same line in a book that you can’t fully absorb… He was growing, moving on, accepting his mistakes but leaning from them too. “Marry me right here… Right now then my Gianna…” He said as he felt her fingers against the back of his neck before he lifted her up in her arms as if she were lighter than thistle down, looking up into eyes the color of the sun just starting to set over snow capped mountains, her eyes were always so pure… Blood and snow… No lies or guile, just pure, simple honesty with no small glow of strength in them… A confidence that was more addictive than anything he had ever come across. “What is there to stop us? We have both watched Thaylan slowly sink into a shell of himself because he tries so hard to adapt to a world that he has lived apart from longer than he ever lived in it… He is not cut form the cloth needed to be a Patron and we both know it…” His words were firm but gentle, they rank with the absolute truth and certainty of the fact, all the things they had seen but had not commented on… The facts of the world and those within it… “He loves you with the desperate beating of his heart but he is like a bird my Gianna, being down here is a cage to him and it weakens him, makes him sick as he quietly longs for the blue skies he lived under… He is better suited to being your spy, slipping in and out among the realms and gathering intelligence for you, keeping you seven steps ahead of every enemy across all the realms. Coming home from time to time to love you, to help with our children, to give you more daughters when the time is right… But his place… It was never truly here… Lloth set him on his path in Her wisdom and it is not for us to change the road he travels…”

Slowly he would let her slide down his body before he would kneel before her once more, palms up and open on his thighs, the most perfect of slave postures came as easily to him as breathing now. “Make me your Patron my Gianna… Allow me the honor of being your husband and father of your daughters evermore, to be the sword and shield you wield against your enemies, the cloak which hides your movements and your plans… At your side all eyes would be on me, no one could watch you too closely so your movements could be exactly as a spiders, everyone watches the beautiful dragonfly shivering in the web and misses the black widow as she comes in for the kill… I have all the connections, financial resources, there is not a realm I can not trade in for you and our people… Let me be a pillar of strength for you to lean on my sweet Mistress… Take me to husband right here, right now, let me be yours and in turn to take you as my own…”

[BadInfluence]

“Well it was worth a shot, eh Doorstop?” He said as he held her close to him, their bodies still curled in quite close, feeling the weight of his cum on the tip of his cock still buried inside her like it had always meant to be. “Probably better that way though, can you imagine how anyone would look at us if we suddenly got chummy, they’d think we grown two heads out of the blue.” They’d always ribbed each other, it was just their way of communicating, trading insults like blows in the ring. If they suddenly stopped? Everyone would become suspect and for right now? This was their little secret. Least… As long as they could hold onto it. What came after? They would just deal with it, worse case scenario was that he was exiled or executed by Gianna, both of which he would accept as fitting punishment for what he had done. Not only done… But willingly, whole heartedly, with the conviction of his soul gone into it. Giving Gianna a son was an insult, a Patrons job was to father daughters upon daughters, a son was seen as a slight and an insult to his Matron. With Sydel though it would be what ever it was… Girl or boy, twin or single it didn’t matter, he just knew this was a baby that had always been meant to be born… “Thank you… I know it wont be easy but I wouldn’t change this… Any of this.” He couldn’t have told more of the truth if he had tried.

The separation of their bodies was hell for him but at the time it was needed, though if she thought she was going to slip away with that evidence slowly trickling down her thigh she was out of her mind, he might no longer behave and think like a true Drow that didn’t mean his training was entirely gone. Gia could never be caught with seed inside her unless she came directly from one of her husbands so he always made sure she was licked clean inside and out, not a trace left of what they did, which was likely why it had taken them so long to get pregnant despite how much they made love. “This is our secret, I can’t let you go to your husband with my seed deep inside you, not until we know it’s not going to cause ripples.” He said as he dragged her to stand over his face and began to eat her out as if he were starving and had been for months, unable to resist the throaty groans of pleasure and the occasional chuckle against her core as she nearly pulled his hair from the roots as she trembled and shook, ground against his face like it was the only way to scratch the itch he stirred inside her. When she came he just lapped at her cunt like a tasty bit of gelato until she couldn’t take a moment longer and only then let her tottle odd with legs shaking like a couple of jell-o molds.

Of course one thing lead to another and he had to say he had been surprised but pleasantly so to find out that not only was Diovan awake but totally aware of what had been going on in the living room before the fireplace and at that point?... Well at least there was nothing to hide or explain from her husband and of course on the heels of that shock was the double down delight of a glorious little fuck fest that he had certainly not expected, surprised on one hand and yet on the other he could easily understand why Ace was so utterly hung up on him… Same with his sister… For this man being as submissive as he was he had a knack for the bedroom that was… Uncannily delicious. A handful of orgasms later and a nice cumshot down the back of his throat that was… Honestly? Really delicious… Like… Addictive… Dangerously so… Oh what this family were going to do to his own… They were delicious glittering insects in their web and yet for all he and Gianna might feed on them they would never run dry, it was a constant never ending feast that in the end would destroy them, after all who could resist something so irrevocably addictive? Because of that though he had a feeling things might work out a little better than first thought of, how or why now that he couldn’t quite say, his visions were still clouded but at least the screaming had stopped. There was time to look into things again later, for right now he had a shower to grab, ice cold and quick from a certain diva… Dressing in clothes that his lover had sent up and he knew this was revenge, and in all honesty while he hated it without any sort of reservation, he also knew it was completely justified. He had fucked up badly. He’d BEEN fucking up badly and he could only imagine the slack that Nautilous had been picking up for him all while letting him look like all was ok… A little skittish… But still doing his job…

He had some serious ass kissing to do… On a whole lot of butts…

“Yes he fucking does but I can’t say I blame him exactly… I’ve been a burden on a lot of people lately so this is pretty much justified… Sneaky and underhanded as fuck, but still, justified.” Just really dude? Did it ALL have to look like it was painted on? Sure he could move easily, freely, but there was not a damned inch of him that was left to the imagination so to speak. Hell you could see the outline of his cock through the jeans and he wasn’t even hard. [ b] “You look incredibly cute though… That little belly bulge is insanely sexy…” [/b] He commented before she flat out slapped his ass hard enough to make him hiss a bit and snap his teeth at her before he’d feel his hand caught in hers and all of a sudden his heart was doing insane flip flops in his chest in a way he hadn’t since he was a kid with Gianna and they were sneakily trading kisses in a linen closet. “I don’t know who’s enjoying it more, you or him at this point…” He muttered under his breath but it wasn’t a bad one, in anything, it was slightly pleased that she enjoyed his body so much… From there though they’d have to go over to the cottage, this place for Rose and Jacob to take a small breather in, their first mini vacation and a chance to settle into family life before returning to work. “A Decade? What the hell… The man has more locations than a red headed step child has freckles…” He uttered under his breath as he moved forward with her and would keep close on her heels, constantly scanning around them just to be sure she was safe, even now it was as though the moment they opened the floodgates it was like it was all supposed to be this way.

Getting to the front door he’d push it open, familiar enough with this particular magic to not have any issue dispelling it with a wave of his own, just that bit of a flash and it was done… Once inside though yeah… “Ugh…” He uttered as he saw the floor was littered with things like owl droppings and dead mice, returning to the door and before she could step inside he was picking her up in his arms and carrying her over to the only clean spot he had found, that being the kitchen table before he’d start to strip out of the jacket and the tie before he’d start to get to work on it. “Keep your mouth covered who the hell knows what freakish shit lives in Arvandor like this… Some maniacal pixie freak or something…” He had no trust of anything like that out here and in that moment? He was literally cracking down to start cleaning, he was a drow male after all, he was expected to know how to run a house. So within about an hour he had the main room cleaned up and ready to go though that was… Difficult… Why? Well while one room was clean this place wasn’t exactly a tiny house type shit… This place had multiple rooms and more than one floor… “The fuck… This place is two stories and it’s packed back door to biscuits with shit… Screw doing this old school I’m going to just short cut it and go from there.” He muttered before he’d start to do just that, basically blasting each room as he went to them to clean them perfectly top to bottom with no nook left with a spec of dust, babies were going to be here after all so that was rather important… All the while he cleaned he’d have her with him so they could talk a bit and she could guide him around so he’d know what was where and such.

“Diovan seems to be really happy about us… Nautilous wasn’t surprised either, he told me it was as plain on my face that I wasn’t fitting in at home, that I was mad about you… I think the only people we surprised about us… Was that. Just us… Like we knew it but didn’t… And now that were here it feels like it was supposed to be that way. I feel like finally somethings moving the right way at last.” He said as they’d finish up the top floor before getting ready to go to the basement and go through the dungeon type play rooms and the like, having worked up quite the fine sheen of sweat in the muggier area, just as he would have been at home. He’d pause for a moment as he was catching a breath and letting his magic settle for a minute, taking a lean on one of those walls down there, letting out a heavier breath. “Because of all this though I know that I can’t stay beside Gia all the time… I don’t fit in down there, I belong out in the wilds, moving from place to place and gathering information… Stopping home for visits and to catch up, to love her and give her daughters, to be a father as much as I can before leaving again… Being down there all the time… It’s like being in a cage that gets smaller every week until it feels like I can’t move without hitting the bars… I love Gia with all my heart but I can’t be her Patron… I am a Spy… I was born to be a spy, it is what I am good at, staying like that… A place of power and position, constantly in the peoples eye, it makes me feel sick… I kept going to the drugs to try and solve the problems that kept stacking up over and over again…”

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She had mentioned that they needed a House Wizard, it was almost unheard of to have a set up like this without one.. and whilst her magic pool was impressive she could never take the role.. her original thoughts were to offer it to Sydel.. but she knew he was right.. it wouldn't fit, it could cause issues with there being a female wizard and.. Sydel had enough on her plate already.. there were so many names upon the list.. and many more crossed out.. whoever it was that succeeded the role had to be on her level pretty much.. her brows furrowed when he spoke about having an idea.. but that perhaps it was one she wouldn't like very much-.. mm?.. speak.. of course.. your opinion is important to me.. -that rich garnet gaze lifted as she looked across to him there.. his response on Aeson being the person though caused her to take a bit of a breath.. turning her attention back to the page.. she listened.. he made some good points.. Aeson did have skill.. she knew this.. she grew up around him.. but she also knew he was erratic.. and unpredictable.. the biggest issue of all was trust.. she nodded her head-.. mm.. Not someone I had in mnd no.. I understand why you suggested him though, he does have a great deal of skill and experience behind him.. and he has resided with the house for a short period in the past.. it was in the dungeon but.. still he is not an unfamiliar face.. -her hand slid to rub against the side of her neck-.. Im not terribly comfortable with the idea.. the issues that are between Rose and him are incredibly sharp.. and then of course Jacob.. -she closed the book.. turning to place it down upon the table there beside her-.. Give me some time to think it over.. I will plot out a few possible options and I will come to you with those.. then we can.. bounce ideas off one another until we come to a solution.. I am positive together we can work this out..

-he offered her this gift then.. this key.. something she was not expecting.. and something she was quite confused about.. they walked together.. her fingers curling about his arm as they strolled.. he was guiding her somewhere.. a quiet chuckle sounded when he spoke on making her lose so much sleep and rest over when they first met.. she gave his arm a light squeeze-.. Just be sure to take care of yourself.. thats all I ask of you dear heart.. -he had guided her into that room.. into the stunningly beautiful space he had crafted for her.. and she was blown away.. it was breath taking.. and if he was at all worried or concerned on how she would react.. he'd be able to see it.. right there on her face.. her eyes grew misty.. her lips curled into such a brilliant smile and she was just in awe of it all..her eyes turned to him when he helped to wipe her tears away.. the little nibbles on her fingers made her smile.. they stood close to each other.. eyes for each other alone.. nothing would steal away this attention.. this pop of time that was Only for them..-..Ive seen nothing like it.. in my entire life.. this is.. perfection.. Thankyou Nautilous.. -and she meant it.. from the very bottom of her heart.. the outside world was something she always dreamt about.. fantasised about.. but until recently never experienced.. an whilst Egypt had its moments.. it gave her a taste of a freedom she never knew.. and she wanted more of it.. and this.. this right here would help her so much..he brought out that other gift.. the little encased vial.. explaining that he was giving her his all.. his everything.. the pure power of him.. utter and complete control.. she was humbled by such an action.. he had floored her.. not many could do that.. she was almost left speechless.. her heart ached for him.. her lids closed when their foreheads touched and he proposed once more.. marriage right here.. right now.. she felt safe in his arms as he lifted her.. holding her.. how easy was it truly to get lost in his eyes.. -.. There is nothing there to stop us.. -spoken so softly.. he was right..

Thaylan her dear sweet brother was a shell of his former self down here.. her pipe dream of them being able to reside together was just that.. a fantasy.. he was hurting.. and she knew deep down that keeping him here was only going to make him so much worse.. she sighed a little.. -.. I love him.. I do.. I have for the longest time.. but you are right he is struggling.. and its hurting me to see him this way.. -her brows furrowed as her face fell a little-.. and in keeping him here.. its selfish of me .. he needs freedom and movement.. he's had a taste of it.. and its part of who he is.. I cant trap him.. thats not fair.. I love him too much for that.. -she rubbed her lips together lightly-.. I sincerely hope he is able to find what he is looking for.. what he needs.. I just want to see him smiling again.. its been so long.. -she exhaled giving a little shake of her head.. - Ill miss him.. not being around.. Im not to proud to admit that.. but I know.. in my heart that you are right.. you are correct.. he needs to traverse his own path.. -he lowered her down once more before she watched him settling down into that purely submissive position.. her head tilted as she reached for his hair.. brushing her fingers through it slowly.. he was asking to be her patron.. to be her right hand.. the sword, the shield and the cloak.. he would have felt her finger tips gliding down along his cheek..just slowly.. before she tilted his head up with a little nudge beneath his chin-.. Yes.. -spoken confidently.. yet wit enough softness that it would feel like a lovers caress-.. I want you Nautilous..to be my Patron.. My Husband.. My lover..Right here.. Right now.. -she urged him to stand.. to lift to his feet as she stole a kiss.. that one hand sliding behind his head to cup against the back of his neck.. it was deep and smooth.. it was powerful in its dominance.. but with more than enough yield that they could easily be as strong as each other.. even.. they were on the same page.. together.. her heart throbbed.. she felt hot and cold.. all at the same time.. drawing it out beautifully as she murmured into the heated confines of his mouth.. it soon broke.. an audible breath stolen-.. Marry me Nautilous.. Be forever mine.. I cant live without you at my side for another moment..

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Her fingers curled around his as she guided him out of the cottage.. and like him she felt that tickle.. that almost fluttering.. it made her squeeze his hand that little bit tighter.. how long had it been since she had felt something like that.. decades perhaps.. if not longer.. how could something like this occur.. they'd known each other for years.. longer than most and suddenly they were thrust together and just clicked.. -.. Oh well Im not complaining.. You dont look quite so much like youre trying to hide something.. -the corners of her lips curled into a grin.. he always had on so many layers-.. I mean you could have been smuggling pretty much anything in those robes you usually wear.. right here.. right now.. I can see Exactly what you're hiding.. -she glanced across to him-.. and you shouldn't hide it.. not at all.. -she released his hand to draw up that portal.. the wave of magic flowed around it.. it felt cold.. almost icy ..it would have made the tiny hairs upon the back of his neck stand on end.. her magic would always be cold.. it had been since they first met.. and her new much warmer body wouldn't change that.. they stepped through into the tropical climate.. ferns and large leaves were the canopy of the forest.. it was hot and wet.. but it smelt magnificent.. -.. Come now.. you know full well Nautilous has a port folio of properties larger than anyone.. -she laughed a little-.. some people have whores at every port.. he has housing.. -he remained close to her.. but she too stayed alert.. the place had been locked up for a good decade and even though it had been hidden .. realistically anyone could have found it and decided to take it as theirs.. they reached the front entrance and he moved ahead of her.. she tilted her head watching as he nudged the door open and the scent that struck them was .. well quite pungent.. -.. Oh Wow.. yep.. she's been closed up for a while.. -she laughed a little.. going to step inside before he picked her up.. she blinked.. reaching around his shoulders then as he walked her inside-.. I have legs Thaylan.. I am more than capable of walking.. You MAY have stolen them this morning.. but i assure you.. Im ok..

-she settled down to sit there upon the table.. long pale legs dangling over the edge as she watched him stripping out of his jacket and tie.. her fingers lightly drummed against the table top.. -.. I know precisely what freakish shit lives in Arvandor.. Im some of that freakish shit remember?.. -she grinned.. slowly sliding down from the table top.. she was not just going to sit there and watch him.. just watching where she was walking.. stepping over anything remotely suspicious.. she opened quite a few of the windows .. the doors.. the shutters and curtains.. chasing out more than a couple of birds in the process which would have been quite entertaining to watch.. -.. Again.. its Nautilous.. how are you not already expecting there to be a hidden third story somewhere?.. -they remained close as he tidied.. broomed and wiped down benches.. she re-situated things.. shifting furniture back.. removing old bedding and the like before he decided magic would make it so much quicker and soon enough the entire top two floors were utterly spotless.. she lifted up onto her toes as she reached the higher shelf on the where the books rested.. plucking up a vase that a few small spiders crawled out of before she tipped out a small key.. -.. Diovan is quite content.. I was a little worried.. in the back of my mind .. with it all being so new between him and I.. well.. not new.. but.. you know what I mean.. seeing the smile on his face though.. -she slid the key into the lock.. the door was painted red.. quite a stark contrast against the rest of the slightly muted tones in the house-.. told me all I needed to know.. -the locks on the door settled and she gave it a hard nudge.. it swung open .. there was a stair case leading down.. it was dark.. the scent down here though was not of animals thankfully.. it was leather, metal and dust.. it had been sealed fully.. when she reached the bottom of the stairs she tossed up some orb lights to illuminate the area.. it was as wide as the house was.. but with no walls.. just an open space.. a sweet naughty little dungeon with all manner of toys, whips, chains and racks.. in the middle was a bed of nails.. the sharpened edges of which glistened against the orb lighting-..

When you were showering he told me he wants you to join us.. he wants to share the Lovers Marriage Arvandorian bond with you.. -she glanced back over her shoulder to him-.. So you would feel.. everything we feel.. and vise versa.. if Im.. frightened..cold or hot.. If Im in pain or in the most intense throws of pleasure.. You will experience it.. feel it.. You will be able to find us.. no matter where we are.. connect with us.. to talk at any time.. its really quite an important thing for a married couple to share.. it means so much more than the vows.. or the rings.. or the promises.. it means you're together.. forever.. it cant be broken.. -she moved across to one of the benches as she brushed her fingers across the dusty top.. picking up one of the gags and rolling it between her fingers-.. I think you're right though.. everyone else seemed to know.. except us.. -she placed it down.. reaching for the length of silk scarf.. touching.. she always had to be touching-.. we were too wound up in egging each other on.. poking and prodding.. but i think.. we are so much stronger for it.. we know more about each other I think than anyone else does.. -she turned to press her back to the counter-.. and thats why I know there's something going on at home.. with you.. -she tilted her head-.. something not quite right.. -her duo coloured gaze lifted.. watching as he took a moment to catch his breath.. sweat glistening in the low lighting.. she listened as he put it all out on the line.. nodding her head-.. You need a little more.. you need freedom.. but your heart loves so hard.. so you've been ..mm.. conflicted.. on one hand desiring to be true to Gia.. and then on the other struggling with your inner self.. You can stay with us.. if you want.. I wont presume to tell you what to do or whats best for you.. -she turned back to the counter as she slid the items back into the small drawers-.. but Ill always make room for you.. but never expect you to stay.. -she was being honest.. she knew all to well what it was like to feel caged.. begging to burst free but having the inability to do so.. he needed a home.. he needed stability to settle the dust.. but he also needed the chance to run free.. whenever the needs arose.. her hand slid down to the small rounding of her stomach.. just brushing the barest hints of painted nails across it-.. We will always have a place for you Thaylan..

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Sydel not only had a lot on her plate she was also pregnant and trying to find herself, to settle into the place that was her birthright, the land she had been forced to live outside of because of the sacrifice to save her life. The last thing he wanted to do to her was throw her down into Menzoberranzan while she was just starting to get her feet under her. Out of everyone he knew, and he knew QUITE a lot of people, those who had the skills; power and ambition, not to mention the flat out ability to murder without a single flicker of hesitation? Now THAT was an incredibly small pool. Out of those few? Ace was the only one who had all of the above requirements and on top of that? He wanted nothing more than to get out of the shit show circus he had been born into, escaping to Menzoberranzan where none of them could touch him? Would be like salvation to a sinner. It was just too perfect to pass up but the choice? Was not his by any means. “I doubt anyone would be comfortable with the idea Gianna my love… Ace himself would balk at being responsible for something, he wants nothing more than to be a tumbleweed in so many ways after all, but if this were an easy choice? The position would hardly be worth it.” Though like her? His own issues, or rather his concerns about Rose and Jacob, well specifically Jacob. Sometimes you could move past it… Sometimes you couldn’t. He knew love still had to be in there, they had been heartthrobs for years and years, their past was rich and Ace had done a lot for Jacob in his darkest times… The only issue between them was Rose and even then? He just… It was still a muddle to him. Jacob had initiated the whole thing from start to finish so the whole sudden and almost violent change of heart still had him wondering if what they saw? Was really only the tip of the iceberg. “The issues though are less with Rose and entirely with Jacob. Even so? I am eternally blessed in the fact my son has the strength of heart and will to put such things away in the current position because he understands that for things to work out in the best possible way? Sometimes sacrifices have to be made.” Of course if Ace did come down here? Oh that man would not be let out an inch of freedom. He’d be collared off the batt and from there on out it would be day in and day out of training and little else, that body had to be purged of all weakness and addiction, he had to be forced to process his emotional upheaval and the mental baggage he carried. It would be months before he felt confident that Ace was fully in control and capable of the position but until then? He would be a place holder so no one else would try for the spot until he felt Ace was up to snuff. “Take all the time you need, there is no real rush at the moment, no one knows we do not have one as yet so we have weeks if not months to come to a solution.”

Mistakes had been made on his part though, massive ones, almost planet sized in and of themselves and at the time? He had no idea he was even making them, let alone of their existence, it had not been until rather recently that he understood the full scope of exactly what he had been doing and how close he had come to breaking Gia… Not in a fun way either. Because of that he felt that he had so much to make up for, to apologize about, and while he knew he could never undo what had been done? He could learn from it and that was exactly what he had been doing, why he had continued to grow so beautifully, to him? Gia was like the most gorgeous of hot houses and he was the plant that she tended and nurtured so passionately. Without her he knew he would not be even a fraction of the man he was now, all his progress, all this humble maturity and graceful confidence? It was all do to her, because of her, and now? For her. “I have to take of myself my sweet Mistress, I am yours after all and if I do not take care of myself, then I am in part not taking care of you and that is not something I can stomach.” It had been a bit late in learning but he realized now that in taking care of himself he was taking care of those he loved. The less his hearts had to worry about him the more they could focus on everything happy, all the good moments and none of the stress or concern, allowing everyone to live a much more beauteous lifestyle. Drawing to the door to reveal his gift to her, the reaction on her face, the way he could virtually feel how her heart beat… It was worth everything and so much more than that, knowing he had given her something so precious and dear to her heart, a dream he had managed to help bring to life just for her… It was all he could do not to just sweep her up in his arms and hold her for the next hundred years because in that moment he felt so incredibly good, so perfectly happy and content, to know he had done something nearly to perfection…. “There is nothing like this anywhere else, this is all for you and only for you, it will only open up for you so you can come here at any time and know you will have perfect and complete peace… Something that is a little hard to find down here in Menzoberranzan.” He said with a warm chuckle because privacy among the drow was as rare as their albino’s. You had to fight, kill and steal for a few moments of absolute silence, to know windows in the paintings and the ears in the walls were not present… This place for her? Was such a thing. A place where she could drop the burdens at the door and breathe freely of the open air and sunshine, to let it warm her bones and the peace of the place settle in her soul, to revive and refresh her so she could tackle the day with as much vigor and spirit as she ever could.

Seconds later he presented her with the other gift, this one while no where near as impressive or grandiose as the room, it was a hundred times more rare and the importance… The implementation of it… He’d never given such control to anyone, even among his own kind such things were impossibly rare, trust was not something found in such the extent that one might freely give such a thing. All of this was true and genuine, what he had given her was a control so perfect that from that moment on he would never really know which thoughts were his or which were the ones she had put into his head, if his actions were self driven or guided by her. It was why it was never done, the amount of trust you had to have in the other person, it was so impossible to find but he? Trusted her. She had held his life in her hands and she didn’t kill him, instead she made love to him and forced the chains around him to break, to be yanked out of his flesh and soul so he could finally take a breath without the weight of them on his essence. Out of everyone he knew? Gianna was probably the only one who could truly understand the sheer magnitude of the action in it’s every facet and because of that? It made the action that much more precious. Originally he planned on performing the dance for her then ask her to marry him again but that seemed unimportant now… There would be a time to do it for her very, very soon, but just not in this moment. “Nothing in the world… We were meant for this my Gianna, to rule side by side, to allow all your dreams to come true… You are the only one with the touch that perfects my savage soul and I am the only one strong enough to stand beside you as your equal while still bending to your will…” Which was an incredibly fine balancing act, to know when and how to bend for her while also maintaining his own flavor of dominance and strength, to be more than fierce enough for her to never take his submission for granted… To keep her on her toes, electric, and certainly never bored…

A talk about Thaylan however was due, they had both seen how he had slowly begun to change once coming down to Menzoberranzan, at first it was just little hints here and there but as time had worn on it had become so obvious there was no way to cover for the erratic behavior. It was easy for him to see why though, the Thaylan that was his friend and his lover, that man was struggling so incredibly hard down here… Like a foot being forced into a far too small shoe every movement was just more and more painful to him, to his soul, so much so that he began to devolve to drugs alcohol and sex to cope… A darker version of Ace pretty much… Indeed those two were almost peas in a pod, both miserable in the position they found themselves but honor bound to try and fit it anyways, dipping to any depths to try and make the situation tolerable as possible. “Some of us are Phoenix and some of us are Falcons my love… You do not love one less for being reborn in the flames or love the other more for it’s beautiful movements in the hunt. I have chosen you as my own, I am happy to burst into flames inside you every night and be reborn in your arms every morning, for me you are the sun and I live for nothing more than to exist within you and all that you are… Thaylan is a Flacon, he lives for his freedom, his perfectly lethal movements that have always landed him the kill, the confidence in knowing everything he is and all that he can do. You do not cage a Falcon, you must simply learn to trust it, to understand that while it will always seek the skies? When it is tired, when it needs rest and it needs it’s home, it will always come back to you.” Which was a fact. If you try to house a Falcon it grows sick and will die. It must be given it’s freedom and once you do? If you have earned it’s trust it will always fly home to you without err. “You are what he needs my Gianna, do not think his need for freedom is because you are not enough for him, I can swear to you that has never been the issue for him. He will always love you and come home to you, his leaving is not a goodbye my sweet, rather just a ‘see you soon’, for I am sure at least a handful of nights a month he will be home for you. He loved you as a child, he loves you still, the love you two share will never be broken by something as paltry as time or distance.” Gianna was happy as a spider queen within her web, the position suited her as much as a crown did, but Thaylan? We was the wind, he would bring her the news of the world and ensure she was well supplied with all she needed, but he could no more belong to the webbing than he could to the spider within it… He was meant to rove and explore, to gather news of the world and whisper it to the spider queen, to keep her informed of everything in the wide world around her so that nothing would ever have the jump on her… But because of that he only wished that she might understand it as not being any fault of hers or his… Nature will have her way just like fate will and if you fight the current all you do is tire yourself… This was something they needed to move with to get to fairer shores.

Slipping into a submissive pose, the sheer strength in his muscles could never be downplayed even in such a humble position, the black spiders silk pulled tight over his shoulders despite how loose it was designed. He knew in this moment she could or could not, chose to marry him, and if she denied him now? Then it was a permanent refusal of his suit and he would be her slave and lover always but never, ever her partner, that position would fall to someone else. He knew too it was a gamble but the best prizes are always the ones with the highest stakes and he wanted her. All of her. He was not content to settle as just her weapons master, he knew Thaylan was poorly suited to being a Patron, the man lived for the shadows and subterfuge, being in the spotlight would wilt him just as a plant too long in the sun withers and dies. Himself? He was built for this sort of thing, strong and well connected, a history of always fathering daughters with the exception of only one son. He had all the funds she could ever possibly need, there wasn’t a realm or royal family he couldn’t easily step into and belong, to pull sway and give her everything her little heart desired… Most of all? He had the strength of presence to make the men cowl, noble to slave would never dare cast eyes or plot ideas when he was at her side, even the females found themselves torn… Either wanting to fuck him and take him as their own or kill him because the sheer confidence and power he wore so humbly… So casually… Scared them and it went against everything inside a Drowess to be afraid of a male. The added bonus? Was Lloths favor in the form of his spider familiar that was always on him in some way or another, hidden away under his skin at times, others clearly displayed on his neck or hand… She would never find a more perfect Patron even if she waited a thousand and one years.

Moments after his request the answer was given. From that second on, the very kiss itself was sign and seal to their marriage, after all unlike every other race? The drow are straight forward and simplistic about their marriages. A woman asks and a man answers and from there on they are man and wife. Standing before her that kiss undid him in a way that nothing else really had, bending under the dominance she wove through it like glittering thread while on the other hand he had more than enough room to influence his own over her, the two of them standing on exactly even footing which gave him cold sweats and chills before it slowly ended. Catching her tongue that last moment, nipping it with a soft suckle before it drew to a final close, breathing a bit hard and obviously tenting under the lose confines of the robes. I accept… I will be your Patron forever more my Matron Gianna, may I always please you in servitude and strength.” He said in return before he drew her in closer to him then, his hands sliding down her arms to rest on her lower back and her hip, his throbbing cock pressed against the mound of their daughters… The shocking fact he had not one little girl but two coming into the world in their due time, that he was given a chance to be a father again almost two decades later after Aysil. “A lifetime of helping you create daughters… I am one incredibly spoiled male.” Of course it was right around that time though he felt everything Sydel was going through within that link, his heart throbbing in his chest as his cock just got that much harder, stepping aside for just a moment to call Diovan… Check in on something and sure enough he could hear them in the background fucking, there was no way to mistake the sounds Sydel made when she was really enjoying herself, she was the most erotic little moaner… Diovan was laughing silently as he fully enjoyed it and a subtle message was passed along to him to give to Gianna with a nod of his head he’d stop and step back to her where he would pick her up in his arms and carry her across the meadow for some time, just letting her watch everything as they passed by, knowing his time with her in here was limited as there was still work for them to do outside this magical little realm.

“My brother sends his love to you by the way… And he requests a chance to visit you some time in the near future.” He presumed that Diovan would likely be down here with Sydel at the end of the week when Thaylan came home to face to music so to speak. At that point he knew they would all likely have a very long, very in depth conversation about how all of them were now basically bonded to each other through marriage and love, the fact that in such a situation it also meant that finally? They were all perfectly at peace… They had found the magical formula, the perfect calculation that resulted in every single one of them finally feeling whole, secure and perfectly filled. “Though I would like to ask something as your Patron my Mistress… My brother and you… There is something very strong growing there, it’s as plain as the sun to me that you two are very well matched in many ways, bed especially though… I never thought I would see you climaxing with anyone but myself and Thaylan which means that there really is a very special connection between you two.” Once they came to the brook he would settle her down on a warm rock so she could dip her feet into the refreshing stream which he knew must have felt good on her feet. While she rested? He spoke. “It’s just the same with Thaylan and Sydel… We’ve all seen it but none of us thought they didn’t see it themselves. It’s a bit funny… Like not able to see the forest through the trees so to speak.” Settling down beside her then he would reach out to rest his hand over hers in case for some reason this might have come as a shock or perhaps unpleasant. “They feel what you feel for my brother, a sudden and spontaneous love, something that sweeps you away in the tide and leaves you breathless and weak against it… And given her situation it would not be impossible that at some time she might conceive a child from him… Just as you might conceive one from my brother… I also know from Diovan himself that he has no qualms with it, no more than I do as we all know that love and happiness are so precious and fleeting in this life they aught be held with both hands, tightly so as to never let it go… Sydel has given her blessing for Diovan to become your Slave and he has asked me to breech the fjord so to speak… To ask if you would like him as your lover and your slave, officially, Diovan is not one to play games after all… I can also speak for him when I say he does make exceptionally exquisite children with immeasurable talent, Jacob alone is a sterling example of this and so while he does tend to father sons more than daughters, at the very least we can be sure any son between the two of you would be highly sought after from the other houses so even as a male it is still a valuable child…”

[BadInfluence]

A lot of last night after the wedding was a bit of a blur honestly. He knew everyone was having a good time, the party was slowly winding down and everyone was getting ready to go to their aforementioned homes when everything switched gears and his grandchildren decided to become historical party crashers, but from there it was… Blurry… A bit like a movie that has been watched to times, part of the film was crackled and scattered with static, only bits and pieces coming through but nothing else. Only because of Nautilous did he know that Rose and the babies had all come through peachy keen which was all he could hope for in the end. Of course because of that same call he was very well aware of what his wife was getting into in the living room and he honestly didn’t begrudge her a bit of it. How could he? He loved her more than life itself and he had learned through the many twists and turns of their life that the heart can love a great many people and things without losing the love it bears for any of them individually. A heart was a very miraculous organ, the more it loved the more it had to give, making a person who loved many to be the sort who could love true and deep as the ocean. Plus considering what he was feeling with Gia in the bed the night before last… There was certainly something there, something new to him, something he couldn’t exactly put his finger on but something he did feel was worth pursuing… Exploring… And who was he to judge or act as if he were hurt given his own dalliances? No, he was never going to be the jealous type, he understood the heart far too well through his years as a ranger to ever think it could be house to such a negative emotion. “Very indeed, I feel rejuvenated without a doubt, and quite happily settled as a husband and lover.” He said with a warm smile that was just for her as he invited her into that sex scented bed, sure enough he was just as positive as she that this bed would see years and years of very active and creative loving, probably to the point they could never put white sheets on for the poor things would probably blush at the tales the mattress told.

“Heard? I hate to tell you my love but your husband was betting on it happening already. Things of this nature are rarely if ever hidden from him.” A warm chuckle with a bit of a shrug as he held her close to him, the three of them piled into the bed there, just warm and secure… Peaceful… “Besides I see nothing wrong with it.” Which was what lead them into the next bit of this conversation, the very real fact that he had no issue or qualms with what had happened, of what would be happening likely quite often in the future. Life was… Complicated and creative, colorful and at times, well a little crazy. But that was what made it so worth living, worth fighting for, the battle he took up now was much stronger than any before and he wasn’t about to let such small minded thoughts as jealousy or misunderstandings to cloud his vision or his thoughts. “Don’t thank me for this sweetheart, there is nothing to thank me for, all I ever wanted since the first time I saw you? Was your smile and your happiness. Being apart from him hurt you, I saw it in the way you both looked at each other when you thought no one else saw, the distance between you that had grown was so bitter I could taste it without even understanding why at the time. Now that you are together? I have a feeling that finally my sweet Billy button baby has found all her pieces.” And from what he heard? Thaylan knew his way around her body just as well as he and his brother did so in his mind? What was there to mourn? He brought her pleasure and really, that was one of the things that made life worth living and he himself knew there would be times when he might struggle to pleasure her, illness and treatments would take their tole on him from time to time, he would want someone there to make sure she was fully satisfied when he couldn’t perform.

Talk about the cleaning of the cabin came about and all he could do was grin and shake his head. “He is a Drow male, No offence Thaylan, but from what I know of them? The males pretty much to everything. If he doesn’t know how to clean I would be extremely shocked.” But his limited, and by limited it was almost non-existant knowledge of the drow’s inner workings, might be entirely wrong and in which case? Well they might just have to team up together and clean that cabin… If it didn’t get scrubbed spotless though there better at least be some very good video accompaniment or he would be a very sour boy! Of course what came next had him doing nothing but wearing smiles as she was so adorably persistent about that song and how he couldn’t forget that it was owed. “What is it you just said… About things coming right when they are meant to? Be patient my sweet flower, it’s coming.” He teased her back if only because there was no other thing he wanted to do more in that moment than tease her. Words spoken about that Cabin though and his request for a bit of show and tell if things devolved in such a matter had him getting ribbed in the side even as he chuckled and pulled her all the closer for it. “I might have to invest in some sort of cock restraint then because if what I heard in the living room was anything to go off of you two will be insatiable for each other and I’ll be plagued with a constant erection.” He had no idea how his brother handled her sexual adventures, she was so fucking stunning, utterly gorgeous and sexually irresistible that he couldn’t begin to comprehend the willpower not to walk about every day with a half-mast going on. Naturally she turned that teasing back on him and got him about that playroom they used to almost live in back in those days, and if the thoughts of her being thoroughly fucked by Thaylan didn’t get him hard that sure as hell did, his cock fully erect and twitching under the sheets, perhaps for the best that Thaylan had left the bed to go and grab a shower because there was no guarantee of where things would go from here. “I remember it all vividly my dearest Mistress and believe me I miss some of those lovely toys… When you and Gia had me submitting there in the bedroom it brought so many delicious memories back I couldn’t stop myself from cumming.”

Dragging her a bit tighter into his arms he did have to bring something a little serious to the conversation, the subtle rise of her belly, the physical proof of the dream they had struggled so hard to achieve… The gift from his brother, her husband, being the final key to turn the lock for them… “Don’t deny your heart… We’ve both done that far too much and paid the price ten fold by now. If you and Thaylan want a child and this gift allows you to do so? Then why not? You love each other and there is nothing more precious than creating life out of such a tender emotion. Life will cause waves no matter what path we follow, do not fear them; rather acknowledge that calm seas never made a strong sailor… Anything worth doing? Is worth the storms.” And in all honesty? He was almost positive down to the very last second of his life that she was with Thaylans child. You can’t fuck like those two did, you can’t bear that connection, that deep and throbbing love without life being stirred into existence from it. At the end of the day? All he and Sydel wanted was the chance to be parents together, to have a child of their own and he knew his son was inside her, Jacob would have a full blooded brother of his own soon enough… Nautilous and Sydel would finally have the baby they had been struggling to bring to term for over a decade, and now Sydel and Thaylan would have a chance at a child that would have been brought into the world over twenty years ago if life had not turned them from love, if fear had not kept them from acting.

As it was? He himself had things he needed to face, to come to term with and perhaps pursue, after all he was not a man who ever questioned his emotions… Only if he should act on them and given he was functioning on a small allotment of time that may or may not be extended? He was not going to waste the time he was given being indecisive. “She stirred something in me I never thought I would feel outside of you my love. The moment I slid into her I was shocked by how perfectly we fit, how open she was to being read, she was so beautifully simplistic and straight forward… Finding the rhythm she needed was the most rewarding pleasure I have ever felt as a submissive, forgive me for that my Mistress but it is true, there is not a submissive bone in her whole body so knowing that she submitted to that climax because I gave her what she needed as a submissive… It was a high better than any of the drugs I have ever used… If things were perhaps different… The timing maybe or perhaps her situation more in line with our own, I can say that I would have likely done all in my power to get her with child, just to know I pleasured such a Mistress to the extent her body had no desire to refuse my seed.” Of course her situation was not like their own what so ever, Gia could not conceive his child no matter how much he wished it, he was borderline sterile because of all that had been going on but still… It was a wonderful pipe dream without a doubt.

Speaking on their wedding night he confessed his wish to share the bond with Thaylan, it was a rare thing to be given yes, in the history of the elves he had only seen it twice and it had been well over a few millennia since the last one. The reality was that he knew she loved Thaylan and he knew his own time was not guaranteed. He wanted her to be able to share that link with the other man she loved because when he was gone? He wanted someone else to be there with her, to know when she hurt or when she needed help, someone who could be there in a moment and not have to worry about dropping the world in his wake. He also wanted to leave the link they forged with someone who would continue to father children on her because there was something very special about children created with that link active, it was like the children themselves are aware of the deep and abiding love between the parents, it brings a sort of peace that was hard if not impossible to replicate. “I am very sure my sweet but we both know I am not a tease, if I say something I am going to follow through with it, so do make sure you enjoy yourself thoroughly… You’ll need to be nice and primed for what we’ll be doing to you all night long…” And moments after that? Was when he did indeed switch gears. He had been watching and reading, learning and imitating, during quite alone time he had studied himself in the mirror to make sure that he had the facial nuances right and the stance with the firm shoulders and arrogant pride… As a submissive by nature putting himself into a dominant position was something that took a good deal of thought and effort, training that he had pushed himself through because it was so important to him to be able to give her something like this, for her to feel fully pleasured and satisfied. Perhaps that was what made a submissive so much stronger than a dominant though? The fact that as a submissive he was able to push himself into things most people could never imagine because his desire, his need to pleasure her was so strong he could go above and beyond that which was commonly accepted, which was in his nature… “There’s a good little breeder…” He said thickly… Husky and gruff as he kept her bent over his arm and at his every little whim… “But just to make sure… You’re to force him to fuck you… Not just any fuck… I want you to make him hot with it… I want him buried so deep inside you his balls are pressed to your ass, I want him sweating and whimpering as he begs you to have his baby, to promise you anything your little black heart desires just to conceive. I want to hear you beg him for it too… I want you to go into rich… Vivid detail about how he feels inside you… The way his cock pulses and twitches… I want to see your face as you beg him to knock your little whore body up with his bastard seed…” He was fucking her head about he could tell, her heart was virtually vibrating his arm as he held her over it, her breathing alone was more of a heated pant than anything else. “You aren’t allowed to come home until you’re positive that you’ve conceived his child my pretty little wife, I don’t care if you have to fuck him there all day long, all night long even if that’s what it takes… But I want to hear you scream his name when you feel his seed take root inside you, I want you to cry out with joy and tell him he put his baby in your belly, how much you’ve always wanted to be his whore. You can do this for your husband, can’t you, sweetheart?” He teased hotly against her lips before he kissed her in such a way that it was more than just brute force, more than just masterful finesse, it was a lethal hybrid of the two that left her absolutely fucked before he chased it with warm loving kisses… That form took a lot out of him and he was going to store up all he had for tonight to make sure that she got one hell of a wedding night…

“Mmmm Take as long as you need my Ladybird, I’ll be here when you get back, just enjoy yourselves as much as you can while cleaning that place out…” He said with a smile as he watched the two of them link hands as she blew him a kiss and the two of them left, a smile still on his face as he laid back in the bed there, looking up at the erotic ceiling and realizing that between them all? They could definitely add a few illustrations there… Pushing himself out of bed he rose to take his own shower, needing the cold honestly considering how hot he was running, scrubbing up from head to toe before shaving and drying off, adding some cologne of his own… Something rich, masculine and a touch musky, hints of well oiled leather and smoke… Erotic… Decadent… Sexually stimulating… Everything about it was meant to entice and that was exactly what he was about to do… There was a beautiful drowses that he wished to speak to after all… The pin that had been a wedding gift was attached to his coat as he portal’d down to Menzoberranzan to see Gia… Far from coming alone though he did bring a box which held something he hoped would catch her eye… And her heart.


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Gift to Gia 1   Gift 3- Heirloom   gift 2

[BadInfluence]

“Well I mind… I like being able to hide, it makes everything so much easier, everyone just expects the scrawny Drow. Now where am I going to hide the bulk?” He muttered because unlike many and most drow? Living on the surface had ensured he had a very rich and varied diet, combined with his chosen God he basically packed on muscle like it was easier than breathing, turning him into a very sublime species that went without question. Plus those robes? Did just like she thought, they hid weapons and poisons, scrolls and even the occasional snack from time to time. They also hid a good deal of his movements which made them hard to read and thus gave him the extra advantage over it all in the end. “My body is my own secret, I like getting to choose who sees it and who doesn’t which is exactly why your husband decided to do this to me, make me visible and therefore accountable. Sometimes he’s such a know it all I want to rub a black board eraser into his face.” Which sure… Pretty juvenile but at times he just got his nose bent and right now was one of them. On display like some sort of ebony and ruby peacock he felt fucking insanely uncomfortable and that only added to the starts of the aches and pains of withdrawal that were starting to hit him, making things like his joints ache and the space behind his eyes sting…

The portal was trippy though, he had never actually walked through one of hers before, if anything her use of magic back when they were around each other more was far less portals and way more natural abilities of her race. That shiver was unique for sure but when they walked out the other side it was like walking into a lush jungle, everything was moist and heavy, a bit like a warm wet towel just draped over everything. For him? It did remind him of Menzoberranzan climate wise but he had been away from it for so long that it just felt… Moist. Like… Semi-comforting but at the same time given how tight his clothes were? It was insanely… Unpleasant… Like putting on clothes that hadn’t quite dried all the way yet. At least unlike Menzo this place smelled like flowers and exotic fruits… Could be worse. Could be SO much worse. “I’m pretty sure he has whores and housing at every port, cross road, mountain path and cavern… He takes a shit and somehow gets paid for it.” Something he had yet to figure out. Its like everything he touched just multiplied and never seemed to go anywhere or anyway but up. The house was only lightly warded though, easily dispelled as he pushed the door open, it was what was inside that made him jerk his head back and he? He was fucking DROW. It smelled of dead things and things that were still decomposing all combined in a wet, hot environment, needless to say it reeked and because of that? He instantly picked her up and refused to let her take a step in this damned place until he had at least something cleaned up. This was just… Just… Nope. “Yeah I know you can walk, I know you can run and jump, and snap a mans neck with your legs. I’m still not letting you walk around this place until I at least get the floors cleaned up. I don’t even want to know what sort of nasty freaky shit is slithering around under the decaying rugs…” Freaky shit was around this place after all, who knew what ugly ass creepy crawly weirdos that might pop out from a nook or cranny, after all at least in Menzo the flora and fauna were pretty limited. Not the same for here by any means.

That offhand comment of his was tossed back and he couldn’t help the laugh that started from deep in his chest and rumbled out like thunder. “No you’re not. You’re one of the freakish things from the Surface. You only just got upgraded to be able to slum it here, Doorstop.” He teased her if only because he couldn’t help it, and while he began to clean he realized this place was easily far too large for just two people, muttering about too much space and not a need for it… Only the grand castles of the Drow were large otherwise it was more of a bare space minimum to survive sort of living conditions, people packed in one on top of the other because space, any kind of space was severely limited. “Oh fucking hell bite your tongue you pocket pal. Seriously who the hell needs this much space?” He muttered as he gave up on the traditional cleaning and just began to blast everything out magically, it wasn’t the most conservative way to do it but it was fast and thorough, he could recharge his levels later on tonight without much issue. He definitely didn’t need to fight anyone or portal around so in all honesty? He had no reason to worry about conserving much and just let it go. As they went from floor to floor leaving it perfectly spic and span for the family to move in on a short holiday. Talking about Diovan was interesting though, something about that guy was different, not bad but certainly not something he had ever seen in a male before… Or a female for that matter. Perfect submission simply for the pleasure of it, not because he was conditioned or had mental or physical problems, no he simply enjoyed bending to a lover like a supple willow stem. It was one of a kind for sure. “I think you might have been the only one honestly. Gianna has a talent for being able to tell a good heart from a bad one and given the fact that your husband was able to make her cum not just once but enough to where her scent has literally permeated his skin? He is not the type to have an issue.” But that was just for Diovan. It was going to be a whole different bag of traps with the others… Specifically Gia…

On their way down to the dungeon he had to say he was somewhat impressed that this goody two shoes place could actually house enough of these items. Silverthorne was one thing because it traded across multiple realms but Arvandor was a bit of a pussy, play wise, it tended to lean on glitter and scented candles with the smattering of rose petals versus blood and clamps and brands oh my… “Seems he wasn’t kidding… I thought it might have been the drugs that night at the part that had him playing such a pain slut to Ace but it seems he’s an ever bigger pain junky than you are…” That was a surprise in and of itself for sure. He knew how women could get off on it but for himself? Pain was fun sure but it wasn’t his bread and butter, too much or for too long and he’d so softer than cooked pasta and nothing would get him back up, not even drugs and poison. He had his wiring after all just like they all did. He had lifted up a rather large Juda’s Cross over his shoulder to stack it up with the ones they would be taking back with them to Sydels new house when she dropped that information on him and he nearly dropped the prop. He went completely still for a moment, turning his head to look at her as she touched this and that, knowing how strange it was to be in a place, in a body that felt things differently… It was a lot to learn and the only way to do it was in bite sized amounts like this. “It’s all well and good to know that he wants it. I didn’t ask him to marry me though. I asked you. What do YOU want to do Sydel?” He had no anger or anything in his voice, rather he was very much back to his old self, his words were smooth and calm, presented in such a way to make the one listening to think about what was said. “Everyone saw it too easily because they didn’t have the decades of history built up that we did… We weren’t blind… Just engrossed in each other.” Blind was the inability to see something. Engrossed meant they saw everything, all sides of it, all facets and that meant there was no one thing to focus on alone. Because of that though she knew something was up and she asked him about it and in his usual fashion? He told her everything quite straight forward, his fears and issues, the things he had been doing just to try and cope despite everything continually falling apart no matter how hard he tried to hold it together.

“I had to leave her once to save her and our little Anya and now? I am doing it all over again but for entirely less selfless reasons. I LOVE her, Gods above and below I love her with all my heart, my soul but I- I can’t be what she needs me to be… Maybe once when I was younger, before I learned how big the worlds are, before I learned I could be something more than what a noble drow male is groomed to be… I have more than just freedom, I have purpose and a place, I have Pride in my rank among my fellow worshipers and I love what I do… And to be with her I would have to give it all up and pretend as though I know nothing at all outside of the warm embrace of Menzoberranzan. She never knew of what the freedom was like, she had her role and she thrives as a Matron, it’s in her bones and down to her soul… But I am not a Patron… Once it was a dream of mine, I wanted nothing more than to do that, but when we came together later in our lives… All I can think of is how ill suited I am to it… I am not charming or slick with words, I can not hold a captivated audience and I come without money or property, no family or slaves in my wake to make me a worthy suitor. More than that? The longer I stay around her, even with the fake papers drawn up and nothing leading to us being related, there is still the chance that it might come out… Putting Anya, Gia and now our little girls on the way at risk… We can’t win, Gianna and I, our childhood dreams we can’t achieve in their entirety… We have grown past them and I am afraid… I am afraid that it will break her heart…”

Coming to stand before her then he would lift her hand in his and put it to his lips, a deep sigh falling from his as he looked down at her, lifting her up so that she was sitting on that padded leather bench … His arms around her waist as he settled between her legs as he stood before her. “I am a story teller… I am a harlequin… The world is my stage and I must perform. I will stay with you for some seasons, with Gianna for others, I will do my best to be a good father figure when I am by… But I can’t stay in one place… That is like asking a fish to never travel up or down the river in which it lives.” It wasn’t a goodbye by any means, rather he was stating that he would go among them all at their own times, be there for them when ever they needed him but otherwise? He knew that they were all sorted exactly as they stood… Gia with Nautilous, Sydel with Diovan, and he? He was the common denominator… And when things came to the fore with Gianna he knew that traveling was the best thing he could possibly do so that tempers could cool and things could be worked out. But all that aside? He ran his fingers over her small stomach, really it was so small and precious, fragile to him as his own sweet sisters was. “We… You make me want to dream Sydel… On one hand I get the shivers at the base of my skull down to the bottoms of my heels when I think about sinking into you deep enough to give you a child, it’s erotic and irresistible, a different and far too addictive drug… On the other hand it so fragile and sweet but I know that its probably impossible right now… Your with child already, twins from the scent on you, physically there can’t be a way for us to have a child and yet… Honestly it’s this constant chant in the back of my head… Telling me to try over and over again.” He said with a thick, obviously aroused sigh as he would move to step away, having to adjust the incredibly thick and large cock in his pants… And the whole thing was uncomfortable. “I’ll go pile these up with the rest and you tell me what else to bring, just relax for a minute, make sure your breathing good and deep for your sons.” He said as he’d set about doing just that.