Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2014 19:09:19 GMT 9.5
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°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
: *Oh she had enjoyed the show really, of course it did nothing for her own panting desire but it was still so worth the watch, filing away that information for later to whip out when she needed it. She had seen him come out her side with just made her giggle oh so softly, watching him try to spot her in the dark before she would drop down in front of him, congratulating him on the show. She smiled at the compliment there, that sweetly husky voice just a sultry little purr there, her eyes smiling at him as her lips curled at the corners.*”Oh Ace, you always did know how to talk so sweet with me, you rogue… I missed you, you naught thing, everyone here is so vanilla I thought I would die from want of a little spice…”*She would smile brightly at him then, revealing those perfectly shaped pearls gates with her canines filed to points and a bit longer than normal. She loved bleeding people, loved to lick at the raw wounds, and so she had had her teeth worked on some years ago for her own sick pleasure*”Oh do pass her along, but you should never really… Throw a toy away… Break them yes, oh yes by all means… use them till that pretty paint wears right off and there is nothing left but the bares bones… But never throw them away… They might be useful again when you least expect it! From what I saw, it seems like you want to give Sinaht a little brother or sister, hmm? You know he won’t like that. He adores being the only one, well, the only one you want anyways. I never did understand why you wanted babies, they’re filthy little leeches you know… They only get useful when they are older and really, who wants to wait that long, and there is SO much effort put into getting them there! No, no I think I prefer to have my nice barren little womb thank you!”*She would wink at him then, teasing him for how much he got around, well not so much got around but his ability to leave all sorts of weeds in gardens that weren’t his. She watched him pull the reed out while she had spoken, lighting it up and she could smell that rich, velvety sweetness on that cool night air full of wet smells. They did so well together they really did, they were such dark little bastards, and they knew just how to stroke each others egos. They had never been lovers no, but they had come close multiple times, but it had never gone beyond a few kisses and some heavy petting at most.*”Oh of course, though I don’t go out as much as I used to, you know how they are here when your husband dies… I’m supposed to miss him or some nonsense, though who in the world would miss such a push over really, is beyond me. The sex wasn’t even good. Hell, it’s not even good now, I haven’t had a lover in AGES. Everyone is just all… Hooked up, and the ones that aren’t well, they are useless as a mass. The ones that are in power are literally too old to get it up now, so all they want is a bed pet, and you know it isn’t bad but… Really, what is a girl to do when she looks like I do, and not a single dick worth fucking?”*She would laugh softly, clapping her hands as he held his hands out, saying the prodigal son returned. He did always have that perfect timing there, he managed to show up right when she wanted to play with things, and they always did share so well. She had asked him if he wanted to play with her again, opening the line there, giving him the option to jump into her plans if he wanted to. He surprised her a bit there, the way he moved in and pinned her to the tree, saying he could be persuaded to join in. Well now! She had thought with how he just raped that ditzy little blond in the pool that he would be satisfied but apparently not, he seemed as insatiable as ever really, and it just made her al the wetter. She had…. Played a bit at home, gotten several new additions to herself really, and when she was constantly aroused like this it certinaly made them flare up. She felt his knee slide between her legs, and she parted for him without hesitation, showing the flash of rubies inside her slit that looked so pretty against that shell pink pussy.*”Pray tell Ace… What could be used to…persuade you…?”*The wood was digging into her back there, sending waves of pleasure through her, his body pressing into her made those newly pierced nipples tug at the raw flesh till she nearly buckled from pleasure. When he slid that knee up between her thighs through, rubbing it against her slit she moaned softly, arching against him so her piercings pulled and tugged at her. She parted her lips for that reed, drawing deeply from that thick rich smoke, feeling the sweetness bathe her tongue before he moved in to steal it from her. She parted her lips beneath his, teasingly inhaling before he could get much from her, greedy as always. She would exhale through her nose there, bathing them both with that decadent smoke, sucking his tongue into her mouth when he dipped it there before she would bite it before releasing it. She slid down the tree there as he stepped away, feeling her bare ass tugged and torn just a bit from the bark there, leaving it red and a bit scraped up. Delicious. She told him she was sure he knew Sybelle was back somehow, they both knew she had been dead, so how the hell this had happened was a surprise to her. She told him that the bitch was playing with her toys, and she didn’t like it, not one bit! She laughed when he teased her about having a favorite, reaching out to tug on his shirt there, flicking the collar there.*”Never…. She is just playing with my main one right now, and he hasn’t been broken yet, and well I don’t share things until I break them… What about you though? Do You finally have a favorite? Oh never mind, don’t tell me, it doesn’t matter.”*She stopped and blinked at him a bit there, before she started to giggle, stepping away from that tree to close the distance between then and running her sharpened nails down his chest lightly through the shirt.*
(17:56:44 )
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°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
: : ”My my my! See, I told you, children can be such a waste! You keep fucking that boys toy then, remind him it’s daddy’s toy box, and that he only gets the toys AFTER he is done with them! As for me… I want to break them… All of them… You already broke Caela, but Sybelle’s brain is just shot… Which means we have a prime opportunity to hurt her… I want you to have your boy Sinaht rape her… After all it won’t hurt her if YOU do it, you’ve already fucked her after all, but having her nephew brutalize her? How sweet would that be? I want her mind completely fucked, I want her to bleed and be all scarred up, leave her nothing more than a mess… Teach my lap puppy to fuck someone else when I wasn’t done with him yet. Two birds with one stone there… Then I want you to help me get Diovan Fironil alone… I need him alone and drugged up, but I can’t get close enough to him right now, he wont trust anything I would give him… I need someone on the outside to do it for me… What about your little toy? The one that you said your son is fucking? Can she be used to do it then? If so… Make it happen… Once I have Diovan where I want him, I want to use him for my own ends, which mean I might not be as….around as I usually am.”*She giggled again there, tapping her fingers lightly along her full sweet hips there, sliding then in beneath the straps to tug and hear the snap back as she released them.*” Of course… I may need you too… See, I need to get pregnant, as much as I hate it these damn people just… It’s fucking disgusting but they get SO attached to their offspring… I need Diovan to think it is his, but if for some reason he can’t get me pregnant, I want a man who looks similar… That means you my rotten little Prince of Sin and Sex… Think you could tolerate putting yourself out to stud again? I’ve been sterile for years so it might take more than one go sadly. I would have spared you the attachment and kept us as we are now, but your son looks too much like Caela, and if that baby comes out blond when Diovan and I are both brunette, well that won’t do no will it? Besides, at least you make beautiful babies, and between the two of us we might even make a little lover for your son Sinaht… Nothing like keeping in the family after all.”*She would tease before she would walk off to find a place to sleep for the night… perhaps… find a certain dark haired son of his… If he really was fucking around with one of Aces toys… If she fucked with him, well, that would rather be scratching an itch for Ace now wouldn’t it? Make him a little more inclined to come and play with her… She told him to swing by her house, that she would have all of his favorites there waiting for him to come by for his visit, to bring his son along for the ride…. She would blow him a kiss there as he tipped his pretend hat at her, sauntering off to wait for the little idiot to visit the Inn.*”Don’t make me wait too long Ace, no long spells between visits this time, we’ll catch up then… and bring me something sweet while your at it, you bad boy!”*She would giggle as they split ways, and she went on to go home at that point, figuring Sybelle just wasn’t going to come. She was on her way, having taken several short cuts to her house when she saw him there, asleep on a porch… Well… What was Ace’s other son doing here on the porch? Like she was going to look a gift horse in the mouth though! She giggles evilly to herself there, clapping her hands together silently, dancing on her toes a bit. A little magic, a heavy sleeping spell, a bit of levitation and she had a nice new toy all to herself… She would reach out and hook her fingers in his shirt, dragging his floating body along beside her before she would get to her home, opening the door with a wave of her hand before she would pull him in and close it behind her. She would put him into her bed then, settling him down there on top of sex tossed sheets while she…. She set the stage… She went to her top drawer and pulled out a dildo she saved for when things got too unbearable or the lover she took was just shit in bed… Sadly, she used this toy a LOT more than she wanted to admit… sliding it between her soaking wet lips thanks to Ace’s little torment. She was leaning against the wall there, her hand working that fake cock furiously inside her, making her gasp and whine as she fucked herself raw. She turned to face the wall then, her ass out in the air, her thighs parted as she pushed harder and harder inside herself… She raked the wall with her nails before she came, arching madly into that cold hard surface, clenching so tightly about that thick cock before she was done. She would slide it out then, seeing how soaked it was, before walking to the bathroom sink to clean it off, her legs a bit unsteady. She cleaned it up, dried it off, and returned it to the drawer before she would move over to that bed then. She would strip out of her dress there, leaving her alabaster whine skin utterly naked, revealing her peircings there, from her clavicle and down to her nipples, her belly button and her sweet little pussy. She stripped Jacob out of his shirt, his pants came next though they took a bit more work, before she too left him utterly naked. She wrinkled her nose a bit at the tattoos there, not quite her thing really, she preferred other forms of art that didn’t blacken the skin. She would roll him onto his back once more, sliding in beside him then, wrapping his arm around her as she nestled in close. He did have an amazing body at least, a nice cock too even though it was soft, and he was so much warmer than the old codgers she had curled with lately. She would pepper him with kisses there, leaving bright ruby red marks all over his neck and chest, before she would gather up a bit more of that color from her lips and make a nice ring about the base of his shaft… All that was needed now was for him to wake up and freak out… Or fuck her… Either or would be perfectly alright by her.*
(18:29:13 )
…The..Curse..Ends..Here…
Dr. Jacob Anikin
..Stop trying to fix yourself, you’re not broken..
..You are perfectly imperfect, and powerful beyond measure..
says to °Ɣӑƞ.: ..he couldn’t remember a lot really.. much if anything at all.. he had practically passed out the moment he face planted that bench seat out on the front step of one of the other Paramours houses.. thankfully that particular one was out, off on a journey somewhere for at least another week so the house was pretty much vacant..so he was resting quite peacefully really.. that bruising was forming there upon the right side of his face.. circling his eye.. spreading up toward his forehead.. he had done really very well to smack his head down upon that table with quite a great amount of force.. he didn’t stir even once for several hours.. and the sleep spell she had conjured up just made him fall even deeper.. before he was taken cross country to anothers house .settled down upon the bedding before this manipulative creature did her job..stripping him down till he was completely naked.. peppering his lean upper body with kisses.. leaving behind quite a striking red trail.. and there at the base of his shaft just to seal the deal.. before she curled up around him.. it would be several hours before his eyes even began to stir beneath those thin veiled lids..he was feeling ok really.. though his memory was just a deep blackened hole.. he exhaled long and deep.. he could feel a soft warm body beside him.. curling up there.. he simply figured it was Rose.. his arm was almost dead really.. having been resting beneath her..but he still had some kind of movement.. his finger slowly slid down the length of her arm there in a soft gentle caress.. before he turned his head.. his lips graced her forehead.. a soft murmur sounded.. that could have possibly been understood as a ‘good morning’ ..though his voice was a little bit deeper.. and a hellova lot more gravelly due to his throat getting quite a great deal of abuse thanks to the likes of deathshead and copious amounts of hardened liquor..slowly his eyes would open.. just a crack to begin with.. just a little.. before his head would just strike him and he’d groan.. arching his upper body up a little.. his free hand would press down against the crumpled sheets there.. feeling the satin type silky fabric beneath him how it was crumped up and shifted.. before he just slumped back down upon the bedding once more.. something wasn’t adding up.. he’d never.. ever slept on satin sheets in his entire life.. he blinked his eyes open again.. it would take a few attempts really.. it hurt.. especially his right eye.. but he persevered.. he pushed on.. noticing the ceiling first.. but it was too dark to really pick up on any grand detail.. he murmured again as another strike of pain caressed his temples like a gardener with a rake.. he picked up on a few things.. here and there finally.. and that would be when he would wonder just where he was.. he could remember going out with the boys.. with Nautilous, Garafin and Diovan.. how they had portal jumped to the ‘lawless’ lands to spend some time in the taverns there.. from then on though things started to get a bit fuzzy.. why was the word dragon circling his head?..that didn’t make any sense.. his hand rose.. the one that was not attached to the arm wrapped around her.. and he rubbed at his forehead.. then his eyes only to hiss and flinch.. what the hell.. he turned his head then.. looking toward who he figured was Rose.. only to then see the dark coloured hair.. he blinked a couple more times there.. perhaps he was still asleep..perhaps he was dreaming?.. he blinked.. his heart suddenly just about lept free of his chest and his gaze widened.. he wouldn’t say it.. oh no.. but he certainly thought it.. ‘Oh Fuck’.. he slid that arm of his out from under her if she was still sleeping there.. drawing himself into a seated position before he would realise he was completely naked.. his brows furrowed.. oh he was about to panic.. he looked around.. trying to locate his clothing.. or.. well anything he could use to cover himself up.. before he’d take note of the lipstick marks trailing down his chest.. he went to stand only to feel that ten tonne weight upon his shoulders.. and his head just whaled at him.. he groaned.. everything started to spin.. he staggered back down to sit there.. perching himself upon the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.. raking his fingers back through his hair.. - .. What the hell have I done.. .. he’d groan.. oh he was in agony-
(18:57:58 )
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°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
says to …The..Curse..Ends..Here…: *Oh she felt him the moment he began to stir honestly, she wasn’t a day creature oh no, not at all… So when something, or rather, someone stirred in the bed next to her well of course she took notice. In her line of work, a girl always did her best to make sure she was one step ahead of the game, and that meant she never slept deeply. Why, one of the men she took home might not like what he had gotten into, try to kill her off before she could use the nights events against him… She came around the second his breathing started to change, but she remained perfectly still, curled into his side and breathing softly. She had to give him this, he smelled quite good really, and he was quite nice and warm to curl into… Shame he had those tattoos, and from what she remembered, he was something of a Mr. Too Proper to Piss kind of boys… She wasn’t of a mind to play with him either honestly, she didn’t really enjoy boys, she much preferred seasoned men when she had the chance… Still, she would play with this one if it sweetened Aces temper, after all she would need him quite a bit as the game started. It wasn’t fun to play by yourself after all! She felt him pull her in, that gentle caress and she nearly gagged, but she stayed still as if she were sleeping peacefully. Just wait it out she told herself, he would come around here any minute and realize he wasn’t with his little wifey, and then all sorts of fun could be had! She would bite her time, letting him kiss her forehead, a rough graveled sort of greeting that she didn’t even bother translating. She felt it then, the moment his body tensed, and she knew he was fully awake then. That tightening of his muscles, the way he seemed to nearly go deer in the headlights, oh yes he was certainly awake now! She felt him pull his arm out from under her then, the way he tried to bolt out of the room there, and she thought well at least that was something his father would do. Run before anyone caught him, especially if it was a situation he wasn’t exactly….. keen on being caught in. She opened one eye slightly, just to watch him, the way he stood up to try and located his clothes. As if she would make it so easy on him, oh no, those were hidden away… There was lipstick on them when she was done, along with several of her hairs, her perfume…. And she make sure to caress herself with his shorts so that they smelled like sex, so very richly scented with her own wetness, just for that extra touch… After all, everyone appreciated that little bit more, it just made everything quite perfect really. He didn’t stay standing long though, he fell back onto the bed a few moments later, running his hands through his hair. She heard that groan, and that was when she sat up, sliding silently up behind him to wrap her arms about his shoulders. Her full breasts were pressed into his back, her nipples pert and slightly stiff from the piercings in them, the nipple shields in them firm against his shin. She would kiss the shell of his ear there, her voice that smoky, seductive murmur that always made men take notice… At least, the kind of men she enjoyed playing with…*”Mmmm, good morning lover…. I’m surprised your up… Normally when someone fucks as vigorously as you did they sleep like the dead for hours….”*She would lightly score her nails along his skin then, not enough to break it, but enough to leave some light red trails along the skin that wasn’t covered in that nasty ink.*” Though from what I saw, you have quite the ah… short refectory time… As impressive as it is dear heart, I beg a bit more rest… just a bit… You pumped me full of so much cum last night when you used me that I need at least a good hot bath before round two…”*She would tease him, just light, playful banter everyone hears between lovers…*
(19:22:17 )
…The..Curse..Ends..Here…
Dr. Jacob Anikin
..Stop trying to fix yourself, you’re not broken..
..You are perfectly imperfect, and powerful beyond measure..
says to °Ɣӑƞ.: ..he had settled down to sit there upon the edge of the bed.. his legs over the edge..feet pressing to the plush rug that rested there upon the otherwise polished board.. oh his head was pounding.. the room was spinning.. and he was trying desperately to remember just what had happened.. where the hell was he anyway?.. he hadn’t been in this place before.. it certainly wasn’t the Inn.. it wasn’t one of the Paramours houses.. where the heck was everyone else?.. what happened to the other guys?..he knew he drank to much.. he could remember that much.. he must have passed out.. or.. wandered home with this one.. he flinched when she slid in there behind him..he could feel her soft warm skin pressing against his shoulders.. those metal guards quite cool to his back making him shift his shoulders back also.. her words just struck him like acid.. burning away so very many layers.. he slept with her then?.. no.. he couldn’t have.. he wouldn’t have.. he did Not like not having complete control on his faculties.. on his memories and his mind.. he reached his hands up to untangle her hands.. her hold upon him.. before she went to rake her nails down his back there.. not deeply.. but enough to make him hiss and tense up.. she continued on though.. going into a great deal more detail than he was really prepared for and he was feeling quite ill about it all.. physically ill.. he clenched his eyes closed and he took in a deep breath.. shaking his head though only mildly as that cained like a bitch- .. I uh.. .. he swallowed.. trying to get his voice back to its semi normal tempo- ..no.. no this isn’t happening.. .. his brows furrowed.. he glanced back over his shoulders to her there.. to get a proper look at this woman.. the one he apparently wandered off with.. he caught a good glance of her ..her features were quite striking really.. and that hair was blacker than any had ever seen before.. - .. I cant do this.. I can’t have done this.. no.. .. he turned looking back to the room once again- .. where is my clothing?.. I have to go.. I have to get back to my fiancé.. .. his hand rose as he rubbed at the side of his head.. he groaned again..another wave of pain laced with mild nausea was doing well to throw him off completely..he wasn’t even really able to properly digest what had just occurred.. not to its fullest extent.. his mind was dealing with the fact he was in bed with someone else.. and he was covered in lipstick.. he hadn’t even looked down below that sheeting yet.. he had only noticed it on his chest..slowly slid out of her grip there.. placing her hands down upon the bedding.. he wasn’t rough with her.. or overbearing.. he didn’t push her away or curse at her.. he just looked utterly bewildered and well.. as if he’d been dragged through a violent bar fight.. he staggered to his feet there.. swaying just a little on his feet before he forced himself to centre.. to gain a little composure as he calmed his already quite raw nerves.. he looked around a little.. for a robe even.. he would leave his clothes behind if he had to.. but he wasn’t going to stick around if she was going to make it hard on him.. he caught a glimpse of a dresser there.. with a mirror ..his reflection made him pause.. moving toward it as he leant against the dresser for support as he looked down at his face.. at the bruising there…he had one hellova shiner.. and it was bruising up quite nicely indeed.. no wonder his head hurt so horribly.. he groaned.. that coupled with all the fucking lipstick.. what the hell happened last night- .. I’m sorry Miss.. I am.. I don’t mean you any disrespect.. I don’t.. I honestly don’t.. .. she’d be able to tell he was struggling with all of this.. - .. but I can’t be here right now.. I just need my clothing..or something I can put on.. so I can go.. I can’t.. I .. he shook his head.. looking around the room as he clutched at the side of his head- .. I have to go
(20:13:53 )
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°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
says to …The..Curse..Ends..Here…: *She watched him struggle with it all, the seeming reality of her words sinking in, the way it played all sorts of hell on his mind and body. She felt him tense up the moment she had slid up behind him, flinching as she pressed her breasts into his back, pulling away from her. She let her features take on the appearance of a woman who was a bit confused, a bit hurt, a shade on the rejected side there. She didn’t let up though, oh no, she just laid it all out there even as he pulled away. She let him untangle her arms from about his shoulders, but that didn’t stop her from lightly raking her nails down his back, making sure that when he did get home he was marked up nice and proper. Can’t let his pretty little fiancé think all was good and well, not when she belonged to Ace, or so he had made it seem anyways… Normally she wouldn’t bother with this kind of stuff, the risks were higher than the potential rewards, but the game was a bit too fun no to play… Ace had better hold up his end, if she went and gave him what he wanted, but he showed up empty handed? Oh she would make him pay hell for that one, even if he was a very dear playmate, she wasn’t about to do something for nothing after all… She sat back from him when he started to crumble a bit, crossing her arms over her breasts then, looking down and to the side as she let big glossy tears well in her eyes.*”I…. I see….”*She said softly, her voice had changed from that husky, sexy pitch to a soft sort of whisper. She would reach for the sheet then, to cover herself up, as if she were hurting and trying to hide.*”You… You didn’t mention any Fiancé last night… I… I thought… Oh… It doesn’t matter… I guess all men really are the same… You spout sonnets to lure a girl in, but when you’ve had what you want, we are just disposable…”*She would point to the pile of his clothes, almost artistically tossed about, as though he couldn’t wait to get out of them last night. She wouldn’t stop him from getting up, she just let those big tears fall, knowing she looked quite lovely when she cried… Her blue eyes turned a wonderful shade of lilac, a unique blend of blue and purple there, and so very large with the tears that just trickled down her sweetly curved cheeks. She watched him from under lowered lashes as he stood up, to move and go to the dresser by her bed, to look at himself in the mirror there. Oh yes, he had one HELL of a shiner, and she was going to use that to her advantage!*”Mia…. My name is Mia… Though how this is not disrespectful I can not see… You were the one who stepped in to keep my suitor from assaulting me, you get into a fight and then escort me home, only to become an insatiable lover… I’ve lost my suitor, my reputation is soiled, and with you having a Fiancé well… That certainly makes your promise last night a bit of a lie…”*She shook her head, her shoulders beginning to tremble, as though she were crying… She clutched the sheet around her then, tightening her long, slender fingers into the silk and satin bedding.*”Go, Dr. Anikin… Just go… I don’t think I can handle having insult added to injury…”*She would slide out of that bed then, revealing every hot, sexy inch of her delicately curved frame to his eyes before she would appear to reach for her robe quite quickly and slide it on. Her back was to him, as if she were trying to hide the tears that were trickling down, her hand over her mouth as though she were hiding the sound of sadness in her voice.*”I’m sorry… about earlier when you woke… I really had… no idea that you were betrothed… I guess it’s… well it’s rather silly to believe that you would want a girl like me… It’s a shame… for a little while I thought I might have finally found a good man… But I guess that’s just not meant for me… Before you go… At least let me…make it up to you… I can have some tea made, and an ice pack for your eye…. Then again, we don’t want your Fiancé to worry about you I guess…”
(20:55:26 )
…The..Curse..Ends..Here…
Dr. Jacob Anikin
..Stop trying to fix yourself, you’re not broken..
..You are perfectly imperfect, and powerful beyond measure..
: ..he had caught her hand motion when she pointed to his clothing there in a rough haphazard pile in the corner..he took those steps across there.. crouching down slowly to pick up his shorts..sliding them up his legs..stepping into his jeans as he drew them up.. to settle them up about his hips.. fastening the button there.. the zipper soon following so he wasn’t feeling really quite so exposed.. he glanced to the shirt there.. it had lipstick marks littered across it.. every which were.. she he just left it for the moment.. there was no way he was going to put that on.. such a thing would only add insult to injury and no.. heavens no he was not going to wander down that path.. he heard her voice shift.. the change in it there.. and his shoulders sunk.. she was hurt.. none of this was making any sense.. like at all.. surely he would have mentioned Rose.. surely he wouldn’t have just said he was single?.. his heart ached in that moment.. the predicament he had placed himself into was horrifying.. and the guilt he had there was growing really quite heavy upon his person.. he exhaled when she said he hadn’t mentioned a fiancé.. and that it didn’t matter anyway.. that all men really were the same.. spouting sonnets to lure a girl in only to toss them to the side when they were finished.. he shook his head- ..no.. uh.. I mean.. please.. don’t think that way.. I would never have.. .. he exhaled.. his hand rising to rake through his thick richly coloured hair as he managed to catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror.. only then noticing the shiner.. the bruising was quite severe and growing darker..before she explained that he had gotten into a fight with her suitor.. how this man was assaulting her and he stepped in..only to then escort her home.. oh he remembered none of it.. not a single bit.. nothing.. honestly nothing.. and he was giving himself quite a headache trying to conjure up something.. just an image… a picture.. a glimmer of something that would make all this come to him.. but there was nothing but this big hazy hole..he turned to face her there.. - .. I’m sorry Mia.. I am honestly so.... he lowered his voice a little- .. I.. I don’t do this.. I would never.. Ever Ever treat a woman this way.. I beg of your forgiveness..I would never mean to disrespect you.. it’s .... he sighed as he moved across to her there.. watching as she picked up the robe there to tie it about herself..he stood there a few steps behind her.. he was fidgeting.. he had no idea what to even do?.. what does one do in this predicament? It was completely new territory for him.. and he was feeling his own guilt and disgust in his apparent actions.. only to have her getting further and further upset..- .. I don’t know what it is that I promised you.. and for all of this I can only offer my utmost of apologies and sincerely hope that you will in time forgive me for my disrespectful actions.. .. he reached up to place his hand upon her shoulder there.. before he would turn.. making his way back to the corner where the remainder of his clothing was.. picking up his shirt and jacket.. sliding his feet down into his boots though leaving them unlaced.. he heard her speak further.. telling him to go.. that she couldn’t handle it anymore.. before she spoke on really having no idea that he was indeed betrothed.. and how silly it was to think he would want a girl like her.. and that for a small amount of time she thought she may have found a good man.. he shook his head when she offered him tea.. and an ice pack for his eye..hepaused amoment and took another breath.. lingering there in the doorway of her room - .. Mia.. I am sorry.. .. he reached to place his hand over his heart there- .. utterly and completely.. I will respectfully decline your offer of tea and aid.. I do not wish to put you out any further than I clearly already have.. you are wrong on one account however.. and I do sincerely hope that it will make sense to you.. and that you will come to realise this about you.. it is not that I wouldn’t want a girl like you.. it’s that I wouldn’t deserve a girl like you.. I don’t know you to love you and you deserve better.. I am sorry that it would appear I have left your reputation in tatters.. .. his brows furrowed.. he was having trouble.. it was clear he was in quite a lot of pain- .. if your suitor was assaulting you.. myself stepping in.. is the only saving grace I have.. for that I am not sorry.. certainly not.. You are a uniquely beautiful woman.. and no one should ever raise a hand to you.. Ever.. .. he bowed his head to her then- .. forgive me Mia.. .. he lingered there for a moment before he turned and he made his way out.. finding the exit to this house or homestead.. before he would just about fall dead on his feet when he felt the sunlight upon his bare upper body.. oh the bright light was like needles to the back of his eyelids.. he groaned and staggered his way back toward that little hamlet.. the town he had known all his life ..where he had grown.. he needed to have words with one of the three to find out what had happened.. he needed to seek out his medical bag.. he needed something to deal with that troll in his head hitting him with an axe over and over and over.. his vision was slightly blurry in his right eye and it made things take a little bit longer than he would have liked.. though the Inn came to him soon enough .. he just about broke the front gate when he leant on it.. before he made his way inside.. he squinted..making his way through the main section.. thankfully it appeared quite quiet..perhaps everyone was still sleeping.. he just about fell through the kitchen double doors.. the cook was there and he just about dropped the bowl he had in his hands.. dashing off to find his medical bag as he gripped that stone bench quite fiercly.. the muscles in his shoulders and arms extremely tense as he rode out another strike of white hot pain.. groaning with his head dipped forward..he’d dumped his shirt.. his blazer down near the door there..looked quite a sight really.. -
(21:44:41 )
°Ɣӑƞǐɱɐ°
°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
says to …The..Curse..Ends..Here…: *She knew men usually responded to two things, very simple things yes, but still it never failed her… If a man didn’t respond to tits, he responded to tears, and she could flip between the two so fast it could leave a person trying to find their ass with both hands. Jacob here, now he wasn’t responding to her sexual lines, so she figured he was more of the damsel in distress kind of guy… So she switched it up, shifted gears like a master race car driver, and went right into the hurt and injured party. She told him he had never once mentioned a fiancé, that he was just like every other guy then, just saying whatever they had to say to get a girl to bed. She saw the way his face changed, watching him quite intently from the corner of her eyes, paying very close attention to what he was doing and how he responded. When she saw she had him, hook line and sinker, she ran along that same line. After all, when a fish bites the bait, you don’t go switching it out midways. She heard his reactions to her words, that he wasn’t the kind of guy to do that, that he was sorry, begging her forgiveness.*”You keep asking me to forgive you, that you wouldn’t do this, when you obviously have… Each time you do that, it’s as though you are acting like I am just… Just deplorable… It’s not just disrespectful, it’s insulting, please stop… Last I knew, you were single, quite unattached or I never would have brought you home… There has never been disrespect in a one night stand before, but I guess if it happens with me, well then that changes things doesn’t it?”*She sounded so very hurt, getting up out of that bed there, sliding into her robe as she turned her back to him. Oh she was playing him just right, she was acting hurt at first, now a little bit of righteous anger… He played right into her hands when he said he didn’t know what he promised her, that all he could do was offer an apology, asking her to forgive him once more. She felt his hand on her shoulder there, and she trembled, though if from sorrow, fear or pleasure she wouldn’t clarify.*”You promised that you would protect me… That you wouldn’t let my suitor come back and hurt me… You promised that before we made love all night long… It doesn’t matter anymore… Just… Just go… Go before anyone catches you here… Before I can’t save my reputation… Before you ruin yours as well… I can’t bear the idea of ruining another woman’s happiness…”*She said softly, oh she was playing it up, but not so much as it would become obvious. She was skirting those fine lines of the web she was weaving around him, between pain and sadness, righteous anger, and compassion. She watched him move and finish getting dressed, though he left the shirt off, though the shirt was honestly now here near as bad as his shorts were… She had used them to gather up her sexual nectar after that little session with her toy, and as soon as someone got close enough to him, they would be able to smell the sex on him if they were of a mind to try. She told him that she thought she had found a good man, but what good man would want a girl like her, and she just left it there. He was so very civil about it all, being so kind and respectful, ugh nasty. How the HELL this thing had come from Ace’s loins was beyond her, he was goodness incarnate, and if he didn’t get out of here soon she feared her bedding would burst into flame from all that sweetness of temper from him. Honestly she could almost imagine her mirrors melting, all that light coming off of him would surely destroy all the sinful, carnal memories in those lovely glass walls of hers. She had offered him tea and an ice pack for his eye, which he declined to her relief though she didn’t show it, she sure as fuck didn’t know how to make tea after all. She had her little lap puppys to do that, and they were all in the kennel until she decided to let them out for the day, and she couldn’t do that and still pretend to be little miss sweet but offended girl. She watched him bow, calling her beautiful and that no one should ever strike her, and turned to leave. Hell, the last idiot that tried had lost that same hand, so she wasn’t exactly a weak and helpless thing…. She just enjoyed pretending she was from time to time. She showed him the door out of her room, opened it for him to leave, though she couldn’t look at him as he did so. When he was gone, she would walk out into the main living area, and walking over to a rather nice china hutch full of beautiful little knick knacks she would press a little panel there and reveal a stairwell hidden behind it. She dropped the robe there so it pooled at her feet before she would snap her fingers, turning to walk over to her chaise lounge, laying upon it as naked as her name day. From deep beneath her house, there came three men, two were of an indistinguishable age and the last was a strapping young thing… They were naked but for a bit of cloth around their middle, walking towards her before they would kneel at her feet, waiting for her to look them over.*”You, bring me pen and paper, You, to make me some tea and bring me something sweet to nibble on… and you… new boy… Come and please me… I’ve had nothing for ages and it leaves me frustrated… Burry your face between my legs, you filthy little maggot, and you aren’t allowed to come up or quit until I say so….”*Another snap of her fingers there send them all off to their little duties, while the last one came up to slide between her legs and began to lap at her slit like it was mana from heaven. She hissed with pleasure there as he began to eat her out, and he was slowly improving skill wise, and in time she would break him to be her perfect little bitch… After all, you can take a Drow out of the dark, but you can’t take the dark out of the Drow… She wrote a letter to Ace then, telling her what she had done for him, and how she expected quite the good return gift for her efforts… That done, she sealed the letter and sent it off to find him, where ever he was. Aaah… Being the Queen Bitch was so very nice, why her Auntie would be so proud of her right now…*
°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
: *Oh she had enjoyed the show really, of course it did nothing for her own panting desire but it was still so worth the watch, filing away that information for later to whip out when she needed it. She had seen him come out her side with just made her giggle oh so softly, watching him try to spot her in the dark before she would drop down in front of him, congratulating him on the show. She smiled at the compliment there, that sweetly husky voice just a sultry little purr there, her eyes smiling at him as her lips curled at the corners.*”Oh Ace, you always did know how to talk so sweet with me, you rogue… I missed you, you naught thing, everyone here is so vanilla I thought I would die from want of a little spice…”*She would smile brightly at him then, revealing those perfectly shaped pearls gates with her canines filed to points and a bit longer than normal. She loved bleeding people, loved to lick at the raw wounds, and so she had had her teeth worked on some years ago for her own sick pleasure*”Oh do pass her along, but you should never really… Throw a toy away… Break them yes, oh yes by all means… use them till that pretty paint wears right off and there is nothing left but the bares bones… But never throw them away… They might be useful again when you least expect it! From what I saw, it seems like you want to give Sinaht a little brother or sister, hmm? You know he won’t like that. He adores being the only one, well, the only one you want anyways. I never did understand why you wanted babies, they’re filthy little leeches you know… They only get useful when they are older and really, who wants to wait that long, and there is SO much effort put into getting them there! No, no I think I prefer to have my nice barren little womb thank you!”*She would wink at him then, teasing him for how much he got around, well not so much got around but his ability to leave all sorts of weeds in gardens that weren’t his. She watched him pull the reed out while she had spoken, lighting it up and she could smell that rich, velvety sweetness on that cool night air full of wet smells. They did so well together they really did, they were such dark little bastards, and they knew just how to stroke each others egos. They had never been lovers no, but they had come close multiple times, but it had never gone beyond a few kisses and some heavy petting at most.*”Oh of course, though I don’t go out as much as I used to, you know how they are here when your husband dies… I’m supposed to miss him or some nonsense, though who in the world would miss such a push over really, is beyond me. The sex wasn’t even good. Hell, it’s not even good now, I haven’t had a lover in AGES. Everyone is just all… Hooked up, and the ones that aren’t well, they are useless as a mass. The ones that are in power are literally too old to get it up now, so all they want is a bed pet, and you know it isn’t bad but… Really, what is a girl to do when she looks like I do, and not a single dick worth fucking?”*She would laugh softly, clapping her hands as he held his hands out, saying the prodigal son returned. He did always have that perfect timing there, he managed to show up right when she wanted to play with things, and they always did share so well. She had asked him if he wanted to play with her again, opening the line there, giving him the option to jump into her plans if he wanted to. He surprised her a bit there, the way he moved in and pinned her to the tree, saying he could be persuaded to join in. Well now! She had thought with how he just raped that ditzy little blond in the pool that he would be satisfied but apparently not, he seemed as insatiable as ever really, and it just made her al the wetter. She had…. Played a bit at home, gotten several new additions to herself really, and when she was constantly aroused like this it certinaly made them flare up. She felt his knee slide between her legs, and she parted for him without hesitation, showing the flash of rubies inside her slit that looked so pretty against that shell pink pussy.*”Pray tell Ace… What could be used to…persuade you…?”*The wood was digging into her back there, sending waves of pleasure through her, his body pressing into her made those newly pierced nipples tug at the raw flesh till she nearly buckled from pleasure. When he slid that knee up between her thighs through, rubbing it against her slit she moaned softly, arching against him so her piercings pulled and tugged at her. She parted her lips for that reed, drawing deeply from that thick rich smoke, feeling the sweetness bathe her tongue before he moved in to steal it from her. She parted her lips beneath his, teasingly inhaling before he could get much from her, greedy as always. She would exhale through her nose there, bathing them both with that decadent smoke, sucking his tongue into her mouth when he dipped it there before she would bite it before releasing it. She slid down the tree there as he stepped away, feeling her bare ass tugged and torn just a bit from the bark there, leaving it red and a bit scraped up. Delicious. She told him she was sure he knew Sybelle was back somehow, they both knew she had been dead, so how the hell this had happened was a surprise to her. She told him that the bitch was playing with her toys, and she didn’t like it, not one bit! She laughed when he teased her about having a favorite, reaching out to tug on his shirt there, flicking the collar there.*”Never…. She is just playing with my main one right now, and he hasn’t been broken yet, and well I don’t share things until I break them… What about you though? Do You finally have a favorite? Oh never mind, don’t tell me, it doesn’t matter.”*She stopped and blinked at him a bit there, before she started to giggle, stepping away from that tree to close the distance between then and running her sharpened nails down his chest lightly through the shirt.*
(17:56:44 )
°Ɣӑƞǐɱɐ°
°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
: : ”My my my! See, I told you, children can be such a waste! You keep fucking that boys toy then, remind him it’s daddy’s toy box, and that he only gets the toys AFTER he is done with them! As for me… I want to break them… All of them… You already broke Caela, but Sybelle’s brain is just shot… Which means we have a prime opportunity to hurt her… I want you to have your boy Sinaht rape her… After all it won’t hurt her if YOU do it, you’ve already fucked her after all, but having her nephew brutalize her? How sweet would that be? I want her mind completely fucked, I want her to bleed and be all scarred up, leave her nothing more than a mess… Teach my lap puppy to fuck someone else when I wasn’t done with him yet. Two birds with one stone there… Then I want you to help me get Diovan Fironil alone… I need him alone and drugged up, but I can’t get close enough to him right now, he wont trust anything I would give him… I need someone on the outside to do it for me… What about your little toy? The one that you said your son is fucking? Can she be used to do it then? If so… Make it happen… Once I have Diovan where I want him, I want to use him for my own ends, which mean I might not be as….around as I usually am.”*She giggled again there, tapping her fingers lightly along her full sweet hips there, sliding then in beneath the straps to tug and hear the snap back as she released them.*” Of course… I may need you too… See, I need to get pregnant, as much as I hate it these damn people just… It’s fucking disgusting but they get SO attached to their offspring… I need Diovan to think it is his, but if for some reason he can’t get me pregnant, I want a man who looks similar… That means you my rotten little Prince of Sin and Sex… Think you could tolerate putting yourself out to stud again? I’ve been sterile for years so it might take more than one go sadly. I would have spared you the attachment and kept us as we are now, but your son looks too much like Caela, and if that baby comes out blond when Diovan and I are both brunette, well that won’t do no will it? Besides, at least you make beautiful babies, and between the two of us we might even make a little lover for your son Sinaht… Nothing like keeping in the family after all.”*She would tease before she would walk off to find a place to sleep for the night… perhaps… find a certain dark haired son of his… If he really was fucking around with one of Aces toys… If she fucked with him, well, that would rather be scratching an itch for Ace now wouldn’t it? Make him a little more inclined to come and play with her… She told him to swing by her house, that she would have all of his favorites there waiting for him to come by for his visit, to bring his son along for the ride…. She would blow him a kiss there as he tipped his pretend hat at her, sauntering off to wait for the little idiot to visit the Inn.*”Don’t make me wait too long Ace, no long spells between visits this time, we’ll catch up then… and bring me something sweet while your at it, you bad boy!”*She would giggle as they split ways, and she went on to go home at that point, figuring Sybelle just wasn’t going to come. She was on her way, having taken several short cuts to her house when she saw him there, asleep on a porch… Well… What was Ace’s other son doing here on the porch? Like she was going to look a gift horse in the mouth though! She giggles evilly to herself there, clapping her hands together silently, dancing on her toes a bit. A little magic, a heavy sleeping spell, a bit of levitation and she had a nice new toy all to herself… She would reach out and hook her fingers in his shirt, dragging his floating body along beside her before she would get to her home, opening the door with a wave of her hand before she would pull him in and close it behind her. She would put him into her bed then, settling him down there on top of sex tossed sheets while she…. She set the stage… She went to her top drawer and pulled out a dildo she saved for when things got too unbearable or the lover she took was just shit in bed… Sadly, she used this toy a LOT more than she wanted to admit… sliding it between her soaking wet lips thanks to Ace’s little torment. She was leaning against the wall there, her hand working that fake cock furiously inside her, making her gasp and whine as she fucked herself raw. She turned to face the wall then, her ass out in the air, her thighs parted as she pushed harder and harder inside herself… She raked the wall with her nails before she came, arching madly into that cold hard surface, clenching so tightly about that thick cock before she was done. She would slide it out then, seeing how soaked it was, before walking to the bathroom sink to clean it off, her legs a bit unsteady. She cleaned it up, dried it off, and returned it to the drawer before she would move over to that bed then. She would strip out of her dress there, leaving her alabaster whine skin utterly naked, revealing her peircings there, from her clavicle and down to her nipples, her belly button and her sweet little pussy. She stripped Jacob out of his shirt, his pants came next though they took a bit more work, before she too left him utterly naked. She wrinkled her nose a bit at the tattoos there, not quite her thing really, she preferred other forms of art that didn’t blacken the skin. She would roll him onto his back once more, sliding in beside him then, wrapping his arm around her as she nestled in close. He did have an amazing body at least, a nice cock too even though it was soft, and he was so much warmer than the old codgers she had curled with lately. She would pepper him with kisses there, leaving bright ruby red marks all over his neck and chest, before she would gather up a bit more of that color from her lips and make a nice ring about the base of his shaft… All that was needed now was for him to wake up and freak out… Or fuck her… Either or would be perfectly alright by her.*
(18:29:13 )
…The..Curse..Ends..Here…
Dr. Jacob Anikin
..Stop trying to fix yourself, you’re not broken..
..You are perfectly imperfect, and powerful beyond measure..
says to °Ɣӑƞ.: ..he couldn’t remember a lot really.. much if anything at all.. he had practically passed out the moment he face planted that bench seat out on the front step of one of the other Paramours houses.. thankfully that particular one was out, off on a journey somewhere for at least another week so the house was pretty much vacant..so he was resting quite peacefully really.. that bruising was forming there upon the right side of his face.. circling his eye.. spreading up toward his forehead.. he had done really very well to smack his head down upon that table with quite a great amount of force.. he didn’t stir even once for several hours.. and the sleep spell she had conjured up just made him fall even deeper.. before he was taken cross country to anothers house .settled down upon the bedding before this manipulative creature did her job..stripping him down till he was completely naked.. peppering his lean upper body with kisses.. leaving behind quite a striking red trail.. and there at the base of his shaft just to seal the deal.. before she curled up around him.. it would be several hours before his eyes even began to stir beneath those thin veiled lids..he was feeling ok really.. though his memory was just a deep blackened hole.. he exhaled long and deep.. he could feel a soft warm body beside him.. curling up there.. he simply figured it was Rose.. his arm was almost dead really.. having been resting beneath her..but he still had some kind of movement.. his finger slowly slid down the length of her arm there in a soft gentle caress.. before he turned his head.. his lips graced her forehead.. a soft murmur sounded.. that could have possibly been understood as a ‘good morning’ ..though his voice was a little bit deeper.. and a hellova lot more gravelly due to his throat getting quite a great deal of abuse thanks to the likes of deathshead and copious amounts of hardened liquor..slowly his eyes would open.. just a crack to begin with.. just a little.. before his head would just strike him and he’d groan.. arching his upper body up a little.. his free hand would press down against the crumpled sheets there.. feeling the satin type silky fabric beneath him how it was crumped up and shifted.. before he just slumped back down upon the bedding once more.. something wasn’t adding up.. he’d never.. ever slept on satin sheets in his entire life.. he blinked his eyes open again.. it would take a few attempts really.. it hurt.. especially his right eye.. but he persevered.. he pushed on.. noticing the ceiling first.. but it was too dark to really pick up on any grand detail.. he murmured again as another strike of pain caressed his temples like a gardener with a rake.. he picked up on a few things.. here and there finally.. and that would be when he would wonder just where he was.. he could remember going out with the boys.. with Nautilous, Garafin and Diovan.. how they had portal jumped to the ‘lawless’ lands to spend some time in the taverns there.. from then on though things started to get a bit fuzzy.. why was the word dragon circling his head?..that didn’t make any sense.. his hand rose.. the one that was not attached to the arm wrapped around her.. and he rubbed at his forehead.. then his eyes only to hiss and flinch.. what the hell.. he turned his head then.. looking toward who he figured was Rose.. only to then see the dark coloured hair.. he blinked a couple more times there.. perhaps he was still asleep..perhaps he was dreaming?.. he blinked.. his heart suddenly just about lept free of his chest and his gaze widened.. he wouldn’t say it.. oh no.. but he certainly thought it.. ‘Oh Fuck’.. he slid that arm of his out from under her if she was still sleeping there.. drawing himself into a seated position before he would realise he was completely naked.. his brows furrowed.. oh he was about to panic.. he looked around.. trying to locate his clothing.. or.. well anything he could use to cover himself up.. before he’d take note of the lipstick marks trailing down his chest.. he went to stand only to feel that ten tonne weight upon his shoulders.. and his head just whaled at him.. he groaned.. everything started to spin.. he staggered back down to sit there.. perching himself upon the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.. raking his fingers back through his hair.. - .. What the hell have I done.. .. he’d groan.. oh he was in agony-
(18:57:58 )
°Ɣӑƞǐɱɐ°
°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
says to …The..Curse..Ends..Here…: *Oh she felt him the moment he began to stir honestly, she wasn’t a day creature oh no, not at all… So when something, or rather, someone stirred in the bed next to her well of course she took notice. In her line of work, a girl always did her best to make sure she was one step ahead of the game, and that meant she never slept deeply. Why, one of the men she took home might not like what he had gotten into, try to kill her off before she could use the nights events against him… She came around the second his breathing started to change, but she remained perfectly still, curled into his side and breathing softly. She had to give him this, he smelled quite good really, and he was quite nice and warm to curl into… Shame he had those tattoos, and from what she remembered, he was something of a Mr. Too Proper to Piss kind of boys… She wasn’t of a mind to play with him either honestly, she didn’t really enjoy boys, she much preferred seasoned men when she had the chance… Still, she would play with this one if it sweetened Aces temper, after all she would need him quite a bit as the game started. It wasn’t fun to play by yourself after all! She felt him pull her in, that gentle caress and she nearly gagged, but she stayed still as if she were sleeping peacefully. Just wait it out she told herself, he would come around here any minute and realize he wasn’t with his little wifey, and then all sorts of fun could be had! She would bite her time, letting him kiss her forehead, a rough graveled sort of greeting that she didn’t even bother translating. She felt it then, the moment his body tensed, and she knew he was fully awake then. That tightening of his muscles, the way he seemed to nearly go deer in the headlights, oh yes he was certainly awake now! She felt him pull his arm out from under her then, the way he tried to bolt out of the room there, and she thought well at least that was something his father would do. Run before anyone caught him, especially if it was a situation he wasn’t exactly….. keen on being caught in. She opened one eye slightly, just to watch him, the way he stood up to try and located his clothes. As if she would make it so easy on him, oh no, those were hidden away… There was lipstick on them when she was done, along with several of her hairs, her perfume…. And she make sure to caress herself with his shorts so that they smelled like sex, so very richly scented with her own wetness, just for that extra touch… After all, everyone appreciated that little bit more, it just made everything quite perfect really. He didn’t stay standing long though, he fell back onto the bed a few moments later, running his hands through his hair. She heard that groan, and that was when she sat up, sliding silently up behind him to wrap her arms about his shoulders. Her full breasts were pressed into his back, her nipples pert and slightly stiff from the piercings in them, the nipple shields in them firm against his shin. She would kiss the shell of his ear there, her voice that smoky, seductive murmur that always made men take notice… At least, the kind of men she enjoyed playing with…*”Mmmm, good morning lover…. I’m surprised your up… Normally when someone fucks as vigorously as you did they sleep like the dead for hours….”*She would lightly score her nails along his skin then, not enough to break it, but enough to leave some light red trails along the skin that wasn’t covered in that nasty ink.*” Though from what I saw, you have quite the ah… short refectory time… As impressive as it is dear heart, I beg a bit more rest… just a bit… You pumped me full of so much cum last night when you used me that I need at least a good hot bath before round two…”*She would tease him, just light, playful banter everyone hears between lovers…*
(19:22:17 )
…The..Curse..Ends..Here…
Dr. Jacob Anikin
..Stop trying to fix yourself, you’re not broken..
..You are perfectly imperfect, and powerful beyond measure..
says to °Ɣӑƞ.: ..he had settled down to sit there upon the edge of the bed.. his legs over the edge..feet pressing to the plush rug that rested there upon the otherwise polished board.. oh his head was pounding.. the room was spinning.. and he was trying desperately to remember just what had happened.. where the hell was he anyway?.. he hadn’t been in this place before.. it certainly wasn’t the Inn.. it wasn’t one of the Paramours houses.. where the heck was everyone else?.. what happened to the other guys?..he knew he drank to much.. he could remember that much.. he must have passed out.. or.. wandered home with this one.. he flinched when she slid in there behind him..he could feel her soft warm skin pressing against his shoulders.. those metal guards quite cool to his back making him shift his shoulders back also.. her words just struck him like acid.. burning away so very many layers.. he slept with her then?.. no.. he couldn’t have.. he wouldn’t have.. he did Not like not having complete control on his faculties.. on his memories and his mind.. he reached his hands up to untangle her hands.. her hold upon him.. before she went to rake her nails down his back there.. not deeply.. but enough to make him hiss and tense up.. she continued on though.. going into a great deal more detail than he was really prepared for and he was feeling quite ill about it all.. physically ill.. he clenched his eyes closed and he took in a deep breath.. shaking his head though only mildly as that cained like a bitch- .. I uh.. .. he swallowed.. trying to get his voice back to its semi normal tempo- ..no.. no this isn’t happening.. .. his brows furrowed.. he glanced back over his shoulders to her there.. to get a proper look at this woman.. the one he apparently wandered off with.. he caught a good glance of her ..her features were quite striking really.. and that hair was blacker than any had ever seen before.. - .. I cant do this.. I can’t have done this.. no.. .. he turned looking back to the room once again- .. where is my clothing?.. I have to go.. I have to get back to my fiancé.. .. his hand rose as he rubbed at the side of his head.. he groaned again..another wave of pain laced with mild nausea was doing well to throw him off completely..he wasn’t even really able to properly digest what had just occurred.. not to its fullest extent.. his mind was dealing with the fact he was in bed with someone else.. and he was covered in lipstick.. he hadn’t even looked down below that sheeting yet.. he had only noticed it on his chest..slowly slid out of her grip there.. placing her hands down upon the bedding.. he wasn’t rough with her.. or overbearing.. he didn’t push her away or curse at her.. he just looked utterly bewildered and well.. as if he’d been dragged through a violent bar fight.. he staggered to his feet there.. swaying just a little on his feet before he forced himself to centre.. to gain a little composure as he calmed his already quite raw nerves.. he looked around a little.. for a robe even.. he would leave his clothes behind if he had to.. but he wasn’t going to stick around if she was going to make it hard on him.. he caught a glimpse of a dresser there.. with a mirror ..his reflection made him pause.. moving toward it as he leant against the dresser for support as he looked down at his face.. at the bruising there…he had one hellova shiner.. and it was bruising up quite nicely indeed.. no wonder his head hurt so horribly.. he groaned.. that coupled with all the fucking lipstick.. what the hell happened last night- .. I’m sorry Miss.. I am.. I don’t mean you any disrespect.. I don’t.. I honestly don’t.. .. she’d be able to tell he was struggling with all of this.. - .. but I can’t be here right now.. I just need my clothing..or something I can put on.. so I can go.. I can’t.. I .. he shook his head.. looking around the room as he clutched at the side of his head- .. I have to go
(20:13:53 )
°Ɣӑƞǐɱɐ°
°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
says to …The..Curse..Ends..Here…: *She watched him struggle with it all, the seeming reality of her words sinking in, the way it played all sorts of hell on his mind and body. She felt him tense up the moment she had slid up behind him, flinching as she pressed her breasts into his back, pulling away from her. She let her features take on the appearance of a woman who was a bit confused, a bit hurt, a shade on the rejected side there. She didn’t let up though, oh no, she just laid it all out there even as he pulled away. She let him untangle her arms from about his shoulders, but that didn’t stop her from lightly raking her nails down his back, making sure that when he did get home he was marked up nice and proper. Can’t let his pretty little fiancé think all was good and well, not when she belonged to Ace, or so he had made it seem anyways… Normally she wouldn’t bother with this kind of stuff, the risks were higher than the potential rewards, but the game was a bit too fun no to play… Ace had better hold up his end, if she went and gave him what he wanted, but he showed up empty handed? Oh she would make him pay hell for that one, even if he was a very dear playmate, she wasn’t about to do something for nothing after all… She sat back from him when he started to crumble a bit, crossing her arms over her breasts then, looking down and to the side as she let big glossy tears well in her eyes.*”I…. I see….”*She said softly, her voice had changed from that husky, sexy pitch to a soft sort of whisper. She would reach for the sheet then, to cover herself up, as if she were hurting and trying to hide.*”You… You didn’t mention any Fiancé last night… I… I thought… Oh… It doesn’t matter… I guess all men really are the same… You spout sonnets to lure a girl in, but when you’ve had what you want, we are just disposable…”*She would point to the pile of his clothes, almost artistically tossed about, as though he couldn’t wait to get out of them last night. She wouldn’t stop him from getting up, she just let those big tears fall, knowing she looked quite lovely when she cried… Her blue eyes turned a wonderful shade of lilac, a unique blend of blue and purple there, and so very large with the tears that just trickled down her sweetly curved cheeks. She watched him from under lowered lashes as he stood up, to move and go to the dresser by her bed, to look at himself in the mirror there. Oh yes, he had one HELL of a shiner, and she was going to use that to her advantage!*”Mia…. My name is Mia… Though how this is not disrespectful I can not see… You were the one who stepped in to keep my suitor from assaulting me, you get into a fight and then escort me home, only to become an insatiable lover… I’ve lost my suitor, my reputation is soiled, and with you having a Fiancé well… That certainly makes your promise last night a bit of a lie…”*She shook her head, her shoulders beginning to tremble, as though she were crying… She clutched the sheet around her then, tightening her long, slender fingers into the silk and satin bedding.*”Go, Dr. Anikin… Just go… I don’t think I can handle having insult added to injury…”*She would slide out of that bed then, revealing every hot, sexy inch of her delicately curved frame to his eyes before she would appear to reach for her robe quite quickly and slide it on. Her back was to him, as if she were trying to hide the tears that were trickling down, her hand over her mouth as though she were hiding the sound of sadness in her voice.*”I’m sorry… about earlier when you woke… I really had… no idea that you were betrothed… I guess it’s… well it’s rather silly to believe that you would want a girl like me… It’s a shame… for a little while I thought I might have finally found a good man… But I guess that’s just not meant for me… Before you go… At least let me…make it up to you… I can have some tea made, and an ice pack for your eye…. Then again, we don’t want your Fiancé to worry about you I guess…”
(20:55:26 )
…The..Curse..Ends..Here…
Dr. Jacob Anikin
..Stop trying to fix yourself, you’re not broken..
..You are perfectly imperfect, and powerful beyond measure..
: ..he had caught her hand motion when she pointed to his clothing there in a rough haphazard pile in the corner..he took those steps across there.. crouching down slowly to pick up his shorts..sliding them up his legs..stepping into his jeans as he drew them up.. to settle them up about his hips.. fastening the button there.. the zipper soon following so he wasn’t feeling really quite so exposed.. he glanced to the shirt there.. it had lipstick marks littered across it.. every which were.. she he just left it for the moment.. there was no way he was going to put that on.. such a thing would only add insult to injury and no.. heavens no he was not going to wander down that path.. he heard her voice shift.. the change in it there.. and his shoulders sunk.. she was hurt.. none of this was making any sense.. like at all.. surely he would have mentioned Rose.. surely he wouldn’t have just said he was single?.. his heart ached in that moment.. the predicament he had placed himself into was horrifying.. and the guilt he had there was growing really quite heavy upon his person.. he exhaled when she said he hadn’t mentioned a fiancé.. and that it didn’t matter anyway.. that all men really were the same.. spouting sonnets to lure a girl in only to toss them to the side when they were finished.. he shook his head- ..no.. uh.. I mean.. please.. don’t think that way.. I would never have.. .. he exhaled.. his hand rising to rake through his thick richly coloured hair as he managed to catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror.. only then noticing the shiner.. the bruising was quite severe and growing darker..before she explained that he had gotten into a fight with her suitor.. how this man was assaulting her and he stepped in..only to then escort her home.. oh he remembered none of it.. not a single bit.. nothing.. honestly nothing.. and he was giving himself quite a headache trying to conjure up something.. just an image… a picture.. a glimmer of something that would make all this come to him.. but there was nothing but this big hazy hole..he turned to face her there.. - .. I’m sorry Mia.. I am honestly so.... he lowered his voice a little- .. I.. I don’t do this.. I would never.. Ever Ever treat a woman this way.. I beg of your forgiveness..I would never mean to disrespect you.. it’s .... he sighed as he moved across to her there.. watching as she picked up the robe there to tie it about herself..he stood there a few steps behind her.. he was fidgeting.. he had no idea what to even do?.. what does one do in this predicament? It was completely new territory for him.. and he was feeling his own guilt and disgust in his apparent actions.. only to have her getting further and further upset..- .. I don’t know what it is that I promised you.. and for all of this I can only offer my utmost of apologies and sincerely hope that you will in time forgive me for my disrespectful actions.. .. he reached up to place his hand upon her shoulder there.. before he would turn.. making his way back to the corner where the remainder of his clothing was.. picking up his shirt and jacket.. sliding his feet down into his boots though leaving them unlaced.. he heard her speak further.. telling him to go.. that she couldn’t handle it anymore.. before she spoke on really having no idea that he was indeed betrothed.. and how silly it was to think he would want a girl like her.. and that for a small amount of time she thought she may have found a good man.. he shook his head when she offered him tea.. and an ice pack for his eye..hepaused amoment and took another breath.. lingering there in the doorway of her room - .. Mia.. I am sorry.. .. he reached to place his hand over his heart there- .. utterly and completely.. I will respectfully decline your offer of tea and aid.. I do not wish to put you out any further than I clearly already have.. you are wrong on one account however.. and I do sincerely hope that it will make sense to you.. and that you will come to realise this about you.. it is not that I wouldn’t want a girl like you.. it’s that I wouldn’t deserve a girl like you.. I don’t know you to love you and you deserve better.. I am sorry that it would appear I have left your reputation in tatters.. .. his brows furrowed.. he was having trouble.. it was clear he was in quite a lot of pain- .. if your suitor was assaulting you.. myself stepping in.. is the only saving grace I have.. for that I am not sorry.. certainly not.. You are a uniquely beautiful woman.. and no one should ever raise a hand to you.. Ever.. .. he bowed his head to her then- .. forgive me Mia.. .. he lingered there for a moment before he turned and he made his way out.. finding the exit to this house or homestead.. before he would just about fall dead on his feet when he felt the sunlight upon his bare upper body.. oh the bright light was like needles to the back of his eyelids.. he groaned and staggered his way back toward that little hamlet.. the town he had known all his life ..where he had grown.. he needed to have words with one of the three to find out what had happened.. he needed to seek out his medical bag.. he needed something to deal with that troll in his head hitting him with an axe over and over and over.. his vision was slightly blurry in his right eye and it made things take a little bit longer than he would have liked.. though the Inn came to him soon enough .. he just about broke the front gate when he leant on it.. before he made his way inside.. he squinted..making his way through the main section.. thankfully it appeared quite quiet..perhaps everyone was still sleeping.. he just about fell through the kitchen double doors.. the cook was there and he just about dropped the bowl he had in his hands.. dashing off to find his medical bag as he gripped that stone bench quite fiercly.. the muscles in his shoulders and arms extremely tense as he rode out another strike of white hot pain.. groaning with his head dipped forward..he’d dumped his shirt.. his blazer down near the door there..looked quite a sight really.. -
(21:44:41 )
°Ɣӑƞǐɱɐ°
°iI' risa lle Irma a' Elea°
°For The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors°
says to …The..Curse..Ends..Here…: *She knew men usually responded to two things, very simple things yes, but still it never failed her… If a man didn’t respond to tits, he responded to tears, and she could flip between the two so fast it could leave a person trying to find their ass with both hands. Jacob here, now he wasn’t responding to her sexual lines, so she figured he was more of the damsel in distress kind of guy… So she switched it up, shifted gears like a master race car driver, and went right into the hurt and injured party. She told him he had never once mentioned a fiancé, that he was just like every other guy then, just saying whatever they had to say to get a girl to bed. She saw the way his face changed, watching him quite intently from the corner of her eyes, paying very close attention to what he was doing and how he responded. When she saw she had him, hook line and sinker, she ran along that same line. After all, when a fish bites the bait, you don’t go switching it out midways. She heard his reactions to her words, that he wasn’t the kind of guy to do that, that he was sorry, begging her forgiveness.*”You keep asking me to forgive you, that you wouldn’t do this, when you obviously have… Each time you do that, it’s as though you are acting like I am just… Just deplorable… It’s not just disrespectful, it’s insulting, please stop… Last I knew, you were single, quite unattached or I never would have brought you home… There has never been disrespect in a one night stand before, but I guess if it happens with me, well then that changes things doesn’t it?”*She sounded so very hurt, getting up out of that bed there, sliding into her robe as she turned her back to him. Oh she was playing him just right, she was acting hurt at first, now a little bit of righteous anger… He played right into her hands when he said he didn’t know what he promised her, that all he could do was offer an apology, asking her to forgive him once more. She felt his hand on her shoulder there, and she trembled, though if from sorrow, fear or pleasure she wouldn’t clarify.*”You promised that you would protect me… That you wouldn’t let my suitor come back and hurt me… You promised that before we made love all night long… It doesn’t matter anymore… Just… Just go… Go before anyone catches you here… Before I can’t save my reputation… Before you ruin yours as well… I can’t bear the idea of ruining another woman’s happiness…”*She said softly, oh she was playing it up, but not so much as it would become obvious. She was skirting those fine lines of the web she was weaving around him, between pain and sadness, righteous anger, and compassion. She watched him move and finish getting dressed, though he left the shirt off, though the shirt was honestly now here near as bad as his shorts were… She had used them to gather up her sexual nectar after that little session with her toy, and as soon as someone got close enough to him, they would be able to smell the sex on him if they were of a mind to try. She told him that she thought she had found a good man, but what good man would want a girl like her, and she just left it there. He was so very civil about it all, being so kind and respectful, ugh nasty. How the HELL this thing had come from Ace’s loins was beyond her, he was goodness incarnate, and if he didn’t get out of here soon she feared her bedding would burst into flame from all that sweetness of temper from him. Honestly she could almost imagine her mirrors melting, all that light coming off of him would surely destroy all the sinful, carnal memories in those lovely glass walls of hers. She had offered him tea and an ice pack for his eye, which he declined to her relief though she didn’t show it, she sure as fuck didn’t know how to make tea after all. She had her little lap puppys to do that, and they were all in the kennel until she decided to let them out for the day, and she couldn’t do that and still pretend to be little miss sweet but offended girl. She watched him bow, calling her beautiful and that no one should ever strike her, and turned to leave. Hell, the last idiot that tried had lost that same hand, so she wasn’t exactly a weak and helpless thing…. She just enjoyed pretending she was from time to time. She showed him the door out of her room, opened it for him to leave, though she couldn’t look at him as he did so. When he was gone, she would walk out into the main living area, and walking over to a rather nice china hutch full of beautiful little knick knacks she would press a little panel there and reveal a stairwell hidden behind it. She dropped the robe there so it pooled at her feet before she would snap her fingers, turning to walk over to her chaise lounge, laying upon it as naked as her name day. From deep beneath her house, there came three men, two were of an indistinguishable age and the last was a strapping young thing… They were naked but for a bit of cloth around their middle, walking towards her before they would kneel at her feet, waiting for her to look them over.*”You, bring me pen and paper, You, to make me some tea and bring me something sweet to nibble on… and you… new boy… Come and please me… I’ve had nothing for ages and it leaves me frustrated… Burry your face between my legs, you filthy little maggot, and you aren’t allowed to come up or quit until I say so….”*Another snap of her fingers there send them all off to their little duties, while the last one came up to slide between her legs and began to lap at her slit like it was mana from heaven. She hissed with pleasure there as he began to eat her out, and he was slowly improving skill wise, and in time she would break him to be her perfect little bitch… After all, you can take a Drow out of the dark, but you can’t take the dark out of the Drow… She wrote a letter to Ace then, telling her what she had done for him, and how she expected quite the good return gift for her efforts… That done, she sealed the letter and sent it off to find him, where ever he was. Aaah… Being the Queen Bitch was so very nice, why her Auntie would be so proud of her right now…*