Mechanical Magic-Trinity and Ace

[BadInfluence]

((Missed the starting posts when room decided to reset, so please pardon the missing beginning))


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: Ace:*She watched that brow rise, and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out why in the world that would be such a strange thing. She had played in her free time, sung in her free time, the only difference was that there was an audience. She had never felt the elation then as she had here, in these moments when she was a bird on the winds of sound and soaring, singing to the heights of angels. She listened, another slow, delicate shoulder as she looked around the room.*
”When you look around you, what do you see, stranger? Do you see people choosing to waste their time doing nothing? Do you see people trying to find a glimmer of something special in their lives? Or do you see nothing but a blur of things that don’t matter? Every single person here though, no matter our perspectives of them, have a dream. I dreamed of singing my whole existence, of setting myself free on those notes that can touch everything and nothing at once… I get to follow my dream… And that makes me unafraid… And what about you? Could you follow your dream without fear? I think I know that answer though… Which brings me to a Question I don’t know. What IS your name, stranger?”
*She was deflecting, it was skillful, almost perfect, but any deflection can be found out if the person listens hard enough. This man was too slick by half, and he didn’t miss a beat either, even with the liquor she had seen him drinking. She had a feeling he had his hand up more skirts than an undertaker during plague times, and it made her want to pull back a bit him. Sure, playing with fire could be fun, but she didn’t want to just touch the flames only to find her hand consumed by it. She listened when he told her to take more stock in herself and those lips curled in a slightly crooked manner, one side turned up more than other in a smile that was half amused, half self-depreciation.*
”For some women it’s a way of fishing for compliments, a very coy way to have their ego stroked. Me, well, I see myself pretty clearly… I won’t ever be a heart wrenching beauty, thank google for that. I’m a shade on the prettier side compared to most, but does that really matter though? That’s really the issue, isn’t it? A person could trumpet about themselves all day, extoling their own virtues. It’s still nothing but air, isn’t it? Saying you have something, isn’t the same as actually having it. If a person bothers to get to know me, they will find out the truth of it on their own.”
*She paused a moment, for the first time in their conversation, that surety, that confidence slipped just a bit and she chewed on the inside of her lip, her fingers lacing around one another atop the table before they stilled and she spoke.*
”They say music is the sound of the soul… The more beautiful the singer, the stronger their soul… Some can sing beautifully because of belief and others because of the pain they have gone through. The question is trying to find out just which one motivates a person, no?”
*She knew what her motivator was, no one could go through what she had, and not have some sort of passion buried deep down inside. Passion in her was the mercury in her veins, the silver threads between her flesh and bone, the delicate casings of her bones and their titanium sheeting. Passion had driven her to achieve what her kind wasn’t supposed to, gave her the strength to break those chains that bound her to earth when all she wanted to do was fly. Even with all that passion and desire there, even breaking those chains, couldn’t give her wings to fly up to where she wanted to be. She was so close, sometimes she felt if she could just reach a little farther, stretch those fingers another hairs breath and she would have it there, in her grasp. What it was, she couldn’t say, it was always just outside of her comprehension, leaving behind a kind of hollow ache that wanted filed. She knew though, what it would feel like, soft and warm, fluttering like a bird, like the heart of a child who’s life hasn’t been soured by reality.*
”Mmm, but life is full of tough choices in it though, isn’t it? What I want isn’t dresses or clothes, no bright flashing bits of earth or such things… I couldn’t tell you what I wanted because I don’t know… None of us really do. It’s a hole that wants to be filled, but no one ever really finds the right thing to seal it with… A piece we all want to fit, but we don’t know the right shape… I think that’s what we all live our life for though, in the hopes that we find that shape. Silly, isn’t it?”
*She smiled that little self-depreciating grin, as if she were scolding herself and her choice of words. She was revealing more than he wanted to, partially because she wasn’t watching her words, and partially because it was nice to just…talk. She had never done much of it in her life because it had never been asked of her…The simple act of conversation was something she was coming to enjoy, even if she didn’t fully grasp the reasons why. When you asked how she handled the drink, she simply smiled and spread her hands out, palms up.*
”Life is full of mysteries isn’t it? Who knows, I might just fall on my face later and you’d have a grand old time trying to decide just what to do with me? Or I might have a very high tolerance? Who knows? Maybe I have a secret that I won’t tell?”
*She tilted her head, sending that glorious hair spilling over her shoulder as those brightly colored eyes looked into your own stormy ones, the flat angry grey of a summer storm. Several different options true, but no matter who chose what, there would never be an even laying out of the cards. This battle was already uneven, and she knew it too. She should have avoided that drink, she had too much of his attention now and that made it very unsafe for her. She had handed him a card from her hand, and if she wanted it back, she would have to secede him a bit. She ran her thumb over her bottom lip as she thought about her options, tugging at it slightly and revealing the plush fullness of it.*
”Mmmm, It would sound nice but at the same time, there is still a party member holding more cards than the other no matter what option I choose. You have laid it all out so neat and precise, showing off each option and it’s best features to tempt. The problem with these are the time that lapses between them. I think tonight will suffice, I have nothing to do since I am only given the opening show until I establish myself a bit more. This way, it is on my playing field, even if you have the ball. Of course, this only works if you have no other options for the night.”
(23:43:14 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: Trinity ..his tongue dragged along his lower lip once more.. before he downed the remainder of the whisky from his glass.. forgetting once more than it was heavier than he was used to.. and it burnt All the way down his throat.. he swallowed a few times to compensate- .. Ace.. he nodded.. was it really his name? or was it something he simply chose to go by? Was it more of a ‘call sign’ if you will.. something he was referred to by other people? Well regardless of the answer.. it’s what he would offer to her for the moment.. - .. and how about you? Mm? Is there a pretty name to match the pretty gem I have seated across from me on this one particular evening?.... he blinked at himself then.. that was an odd thing to say.. even for him.. choosing to look down into his glass.. at the dregs left behind.. shifting it a little.. left then right.. there was something in the base.. something that resembled a powder.. of some sort.. his brow rose.. he could taste it now.. the powdery substance upon the roof of his mouth.. he then glanced over his shoulder.. again finding that one particular serving girl staring right at him.. though the mere moment their eyes met she seemed to shy away and go back to making herself appear busy.. he didn’t seem overtly concerned.. worried or anxious about it.. or at least he didn’t show it.. - .. You do tend to over think things a little.. .. he nodded- .. When I said it was your choice as to the outfit.. I meant it.. there was no real hidden meaning there.. or underlying need to read between the lines.. if you want cotton.. you can have cotton.. no harm.. no foul.. really.. .. his brows furrowed- .. I will however let you discuss that with the seamstress.. or.. the tailor as it might be.. you just give him direction.. he will do as he is told ..he’s a good.. he paused.. choosing his words very carefully- .. friend of mine.. .. he pushed the glass back onto the table looking upon it a moment.. glancing over his shoulder once more.. perhaps a little preoccupied just at the moment.. again catching that girl looking upon him.. his grey gaze narrowed considerably- .. life is indeed full of mysteries.. you are very correct in that regard.. .. he nodded.. looking back to her once more.. - .. though you my dear appear to be one big bag of mysteries.. a big secret.. that I will enjoy trying to figure out.. but for the moment if you could excuse me.. .. his vision was suddenly becoming slightly blurred.. saving face was something that was clearly very important to him.. he stood swiftly.. leaving his overcoat behind for the moment as he weaved in and out of a few of the tables.. soon disappearing behind the heavy double doors of the establishment.. those which lead to the street outside.. his throat felt as though it was mildly restricted.. he was already seeing two of everything around him.. though no one would approach simply gathering he was yet another drunken fool staggering his way out of the bar..certainly nothing that required any sort of aid..he stumbled around to the side of the bar.. his palm flat to the damp brickwork.. the weather out was not that fantastic.. it was drizzling.. the rain was light but enough that should someone stand out within it for any great length of time they would soon be soaked through .. this was the kind of weather the farmers loved.. everyone else though found it utterly irritating.. he coughed.. he spluttered.. his body bent cleanly at the waist.. he would not pass out.. he was determined to not collapse his nails scratched into the dirty crumbling bricks.. doing all he could to remain upright as the waves of nausea washed over him.. what the fuck was this? He had been poisoned before.. it was nothing new to be a target.. he often walked around with that big red target on his back.. but what could he have possibly done to that young woman in the bar?.. unless she was annoyed he had ignored her advances.. suddenly he felt a hand upon his back.. a voice though sounding like it was coming from within a tunnel stroked his senses.. it was the girl from the bar.. all concerned.. trying to keep him from falling as she anchored his frame.. concerned indeed.. lying little trollop.. she was offering to take him somewhere to rest.. he did not however have the ability to reject the advances.. his voice had all but been scratched out by that rather harsh liquor .. he was breathing a little harshly through his teeth.. a spear of pain struck him.. straight to the gut and he groaned.. - .. Get the Fuck away from me.. .. he hissed.. stumbling.. falling on his ass ..though up until now no one seemed to be with them in the ally.. so she simply ignored him.. she uttered softly that he must have been simply confused.. and that he shouldn’t drink so much.. perhaps just a little obsessed.. much like an ex lover might be..if baited and broken in just the right fashion-

(01:41:27 )
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says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She heard the name, and it caused her to tilt her head just so. Ace… Huh… She had heard it before in her time, but not really as a true name. A nick name oh yes, or a model name was more common. She herself had a ‘mate’ in the cyborg series, a male to her female. She had heard of the first classes out called the Ace’s because they were a quote en quote guaranteed win. It rather made her smile internally hearing that, imagining as if someone like you could survive the world of the love series. Human or no, it took a toll on the brain and heart, being forced into situations you had no control over, and what made it worse was the fact that you actually loved it at the time because the program made it so. Every time she remembered something like that, she would shudder internally, wishing she could just delete the memories but without the outside influences and such, they were rather, well, stuck in there. She could only imagine how bad the others had been, those ones that had been deleted. Ugh… That was just not going to be a pleasant thought path at all, and taking that in hand she diverted her attention elsewhere. His words provided an excellent diversion, giving her something to focus on and firmly derail the previous thoughts. A pretty gem was she? That was rather nice… Not that she was one, she was just a piece of quarts, pretty enough in the light, but not a gem of any real standing. She would leave that to those of better looks and persuasion.*
”Well, how can a girl refuse when asked so nicely? I’m Trinity, Trinity Trillian. Ace is a rather unusual name… But then again, mine is even more so, isn’t it?”
*She did notice the way he kept looking back at Marie, one of the girls who worked here. She was pretty enough, had a few strings on the side but generally she appeared pretty harmless for the most part. But the way she way looking at you, and you at her, made her wonder just what in the world was going on beneath the sheets on this one. A brow raised as she looked it over, than at him as well.*
”I don’t know if there is anything between you and Marie there…but she is looking daggers at you something fierce… Did you forget to tip her?”
*That brow rose even higher on her forehead as she listened… Goodness where had all your grace and fluidity gone in your speech? Surely that last drink couldn’t have put you so far under the table that you were losing your eloquence? Usually it took a bit longer for the missed communications between mouth and mind began to slip. Yours seemed to be happening literally within minutes. She could take a scan, but that would require her touching you and she wasn’t too sure she was all that ready to give you that sort of sign. At the best it could be taken as a sign of flirtation, at the worst, an open invitation to other things she was nowhere near promising anyone right now. She listened about the fabrics and silently lusted at some of the lawn they had in the windows of the shop, cotton and wool weaves as soft as suede and almost as thick, warm and toasty…. With some nice under pinning’s she would be snug as a bug and she did love being warm.*
”Then I shall have something made that will appease your fashion sense as well as my own… I am sure your…friend… Knows your style. With a few tweaks and adjustments I am sure it can be made to suit. After all, it would be terribly cruel of me to have a dress made in a similarly unflattering fashion as this one, don’t you agree?”
*Good Google…. Someone was a bit on the peeved off scale. Marie had two boys on the side as it was right now, and since she hadn’t seen you in here yet, she doubted that you were one of the two. So why was Maria looking at you so often? If you were a pot, you’d never boil with all the staring going on. What also got her attention was the fact that you were well aware of her looks too. Was she holding up some sort of rondevue? A little tryst that had been set up to happen? It would explain the look she had gotten earlier from the girl, because Microsoft knows that she hadn’t done anything to slight the girl. She barely talked to any of them as it was and she couldn’t find any reason for any of them to have gotten something in their craw with her about. She laughed very softly when she was called a bag full of mysteries. Her? Really? Hmmm, now that was a novel though in and of it’s own right. What a curious thing indeed to be called such. Perhaps here she was still thought of as a human, at least until such a thing comes out as to her not being human, which one day might. She didn’t know the future, not in her own regard. Still, even if she was caught out, at least it was better than being recycled.*
”Maybe you just don’t have the right password, you never know, hm?”
*She was about to say something else but you seemed to be getting a smidge green about the gills. When you excused yourself so quickly, she felt both brows raise before she even realized she was doing it. Really now, what was all this about?! A little on the rude side, one would think, but then again perhaps you were trying to get out side before you started puking, perhaps? She couldn’t be sure. She lifted up that glass, and saw that cloudy film on the bottom of the thing, the slight granules that clung to the imperfections in the glass. Well, get the Wiki out of here… Someone had spiked his drink… With what though? She couldn’t be sure. She didn’t have the internet anymore, and she was not build to analyze chemical components such as these. Stranger and stranger still. She picked up his jacket and walked outside with it, intending to return it to him and see if she could help in some small way. At the very least he could use her bed to sleep off whatever he had taken. She didn’t think it was poison, but one could never tell without having the means to do so. She turned the corner to walk in on the last dregs of the conversation, and her brows rose in unison.*<

(01:41:53 )
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says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: .*
”You know, Marie, when a man tells you to bugger off, you really should… I would keep this to myself and walk away quietly before I tell Ross that you spiked this man’s drink… Or I might just tell him anyways. Either way…if you leave now you have the chance of me keeping quiet…”
*She would wait there silently for a moment or two before Marie decided she wanted her job a shade more than the man and slunk back inside by way of the side entrance. She walked over to him, laying a hand lightly on his back before sliding the jacket over his shoulders. The weather was piss poor and running about after being spiked without some sort of outer wear was completely asinine. She shook her head, moving down so they were eye to eye, her face close to his so he could read her lips if he couldn’t hear her. Poor guy, you were going to have a nice case of the soggy butts if you didn’t get up soon.*
”Ace?... Come on… I’m taking you to my room… You’ve been spiked with something obviously.”
*She would stand up, taking his hands in hers, for the first time letting him feel how utter soft she was, her skin was like mink and enchantingly delicate and fine. If he were able to, she would pull him to his feet and sling his arm over her shoulder. She was soooooo glad that there was an outside stair to the upper floor of the building. Last thing she wanted was people asking her what her new lover was like. As if she had an old one for them to compare to. She would begin to take him up the steps then, able to support his weight much better than a woman of her height and size should be. Even more odd considering what she had just drunk in front of this very same man. It was just a few steps up the stairs before it opened up onto a landing. With a twist, she pushed open the door and a few more steps down would lead them to her room. It was clean and nice, but really very poor. Just the barest of essentials and nothing more. She would sit you down on the bed and set about taking that Jacket off your shoulders and hanging it up on a peg in her armoire. She would then begin on the buttons of his shirt, speaking as she did so.*
”Don’t get your hopes up Ace, I would just rather take your shirt off now before you start puking or getting the sweats. If I have to wash you down, this makes the job easier on the both of us… Any idea why someone would want to spike your drink? Not a very common thing to do, and a little bit more personal thn most, don’t you think?”

(03:14:45 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..there was another voice there then.. he couldn’t be sure if it was hers.. someone was fucking with him.. someone was messing with his head.. suddenly the figure holding him was gone.. and his anchor failed.. he stumbled forward.. his fingers gripping at the brickwork.. the general area started to spin.. the nausea feeling had faded.. all that remained was pain and that horrible dizzy sensation.. another hand was felt upon him,.. for godsake who was it now?.. then her face came into view..or more so two of her came into view.. he blinked.. and blinked again all in an effort to focus.. before he groaned and clenched his eyes closed.. her hand soon graced his and he felt that softness..it was almost velvet like.. it gave him something else to think about.. something else to centre on.. the rest .. the moving up those stairs and down the hall was a complete blur to him…everything seemed to move so quickly till he felt the hard furniture beneath him.. certainly not plush or soft.. his body began to sway as she went to remove his buttons.. sliding each one from its respective eyelet.. his head dipped forward.. he was falling in and out of consciousness.. it was his bodies way of trying to save him from exploding from the inside.. sweat beds began to form there upon his forehead.. slowly trickling down his face.. his cheeks.. his shirt would have been easily removed.. she would just have to take the time to manipulate his body.. his arms as he had no real control over anything ..his body was well built.. he had bulked up quite a bit over the years.. having to hone his craft.. he was far from flawless.. his flesh didn’t come close to hers at all.. it was scarred.. deeply in some places.. his body was tanned.. with no obvious lines which meant he spent quite a bit of time shirtless when able.. one large quite striking mark spread from one side of his stomach to his upper chest.. as if someone had run him through.. slicing a blade cleanly ..the scar would be all that remained.. having not healed perfectly.. so a little on the rougher side.. the muscles in his arms flexed everytime another spike of pain ripped through him.. his teeth having long since gritted down.. his breathing fierce.. more akin to shorter sharper gasps.. - .. not.. .. he groaned- .. not certain.. .. he would of course have an idea.. he pissed off enough people in his time to know that for sure.. though there was only really one that could have possibly committed such an act in the ‘local’ area.. - .. Chris..maybe.. .. he whined.. sinking back onto the rough cheaply made covers.. his hands rose.. he held the sides of his head quite roughly.. as if he wanted to tear the actual skin from his skull.. before he managed to roll over onto his stomach.. his head.. his neck over the opposite side of the bed.. and he promptly threw up.. hopefully into some kind of bucket or bowl.. or something rather than the floor of her room.. embarrassed he certainly would be if he could see himself at this moment.. way to go Ace.. way to talk your way into a young womans bedroom only to vomit everywhere.. there’s a lasting memory.. he coughed.. he spluttered.. there (hopefully in a bucket) would be quite a substantial amount of blood.. though he didn’t look pale.. he didn’t look unwell.. it was as if it wasn’t his own.. odd indeed.. - .. I’m so.. so sorry.. . he managed to utter in that husky rough tone.. before he promptly passed out.. laying flat there upon the hardened covers.. his breathing returning to its rhythmic state.. his right arm just flopped down against his side.. if she were to loo close enough she may notice the inked marking there upon his wrist.. usually covered by his long sleeved shirts.. it was a symbol.. much like you’d find on an ace of spades.. so perhaps it was simply a little bit of artwork.. it had his name afterall.. whats so unusual about that? Though within it.. should it be studied were two women.. a splash of colouring on an otherwise charcoal coloured piece of work.. a white haired beauty with her eyes closed.. and a red haired girl with them open.. soon however.. the one closer to the top with its eyes closed would shift.. and it’s eyes would reopen.. had it been this way all along perhaps? And she simply not given it a proper look? ..there would be a tapping upon the door.. gentle at first.. a pause.. before it got harder.. as if perhaps more urgent.. a meek sounding voice would sound.. it was Marie..


Trinity? Are you there? .. she’d call out.. shifting her weight upon her feet.. her hands rising to rub at her cheeks.. clearly she was worried though she did well to try and hide it to those that wandered the thin corridor Trinity.. please.. is he ok? .. again there was that urgency..


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says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She didn’t know what it was like to be poisoned, to be sick like this where the whole world seemed to have you in its grips and was manipulating you, shaking you like a child would with a favorite toy. The worst thing she had ever experienced was the time when someone had used her to try and hack into the government system, using her vast processors to bypass firewall after firewall, eating away at that computer systems protection like a staving man at a buffet. When she had been caught, when the anti-hack program had kicked in and found her, now that… That was as close as she could ever come to knowing what pain was for a human. She had been attacked from the inside out, much like Ace was now, being eaten up from the inside out in a world of white hot pain. The differences between them was the fact that hers had been her computer brain, that hybrid thing incased within her skill that had been fried and damaged. Hers had been easier to repair, to replace the parts that had been broken. She didn’t know how well you could survive this, or how well you would recover… What if you died? That was a scary thought for her, and technically she could prevent it… Technically she could keep your systems alive, repair the damage going on inside of you if she wanted to… But would she? Should she? She was no longer bound by the rule of three that were enforced on every android every created. She no longer had to protect every human life that was around her, no longer forced to put her own existence, her own life on hold to save that of a humans. She could also harm them if she felt she had to, if she needed to protect herself and her own existence. Having become self aware, her own AI and free from the chains of her kind… She was free from many things that had held her back. She could save you… but she wasn’t sure she should. Her fingers were delicate and soft on those buttons, trying to keep her movements simple and slow, no sudden jerks or rapid movements. She didn’t want to upset you any more than you already were, even if she still wasn’t sure about saving you or not. Holy Microsoft though…What ever you had been spiked with, this wasn’t something that was going to go gentle on your system, or even mildly kind. This thing was causing you hell, she could see it in the way you moved and shuddered, the sweat that coated you like a fine veneer. She moved you like a child, gently shifting your arms this way and that as she worked the sleeves off of your arms to free you from the shirt. She was stunned by what she saw as she slid the fabric off of him, feeling the rough texture of his skin beneath her fingers. Scars were a new thing for her, she had never had them herself and her owners had been far too dandified to have them on their own skin. She ran her fingers over each one slowly as she slid the cloth down and off of him. She would study them later, at her own pleasure, right now there was a task at hand that she needed to handle. She couldn’t be sure, but it would seem the males she had seen here were all physically….fit. Quite the change indeed from the time of her own, where men were more geared towards intelligence and wealth rather than being physically fit. She had to admit.. She was still human enough to find the male form desirable…especially ones like these. Good google, she would have to be very careful indeed if she wanted to remain free. If she didn’t watch it, she would end up kissing one of these men at some point and being stuck bound to one or the other until someone else came and kissed her, switching her ownership to them. Lud, what a mess. She listened as he answered her question, about who it might be. Chris eh? She might just see what she could find out in the area about anyone by that name. Poisoning wasn’t the nicest way to do someone in, sometimes it took ages before the body was finally past the point of survival. It was a cruel way to go in all honesty. She reached up to grab your wrists as you fisted them there in your hair. She whispered soft little nothing as she lured them down, letting you move as you would on the bed. She really wished she had something nicer, poor Ace was probably sitting there thinking her just the poorest little thing without two coppers to rub together. Sadly, he would be right too. She was a bleeding pauper and there was nothing she could do about it for a while at least. She heard the first sounds of the heaves, those dry gurgling noises before someone tosses the lunch monkey. She slid over her water basin she was given to clean herself in, letting it collect whatever came out. Which, apparently was blood. Son of a beta tester…. That was a lot of blood. She shook her head as he apologized, as if he were somehow at fault for Marie being a complete tool. Her voice was low and soothing, gentle on the ears.*
”Noo… no no, it’s alright… It’s just a little blood, water wish wash that away… No damage done… “
*As soon as she said that though he was out, fainted from the poison maybe? She couldn’t really tell, it was hard to figure if it was from that or the blood loss. She was about to pull the blanket out from under him to cover him up when she saw the marking on the inside of the wrist. Well... A Tattoo? Those were still popular in her time, some people had even made a career out of having the best tattoos and such. She was running her thumb over it, feeling his pulse and the texture of his skin beneath it. She did notice the eyes open, and her brow rose high on her forehead. Well now, why would Ace have a tattoo that was magical? She couldn’t think of what else to call it since the technology to make such a thing happen was barely being used in her own time. She could only call it magic in this time, it was the only thing it could be. She continued on with her work, moving him about gently on the bed so that he was supported and as comfortable as she could make him on her bed, sliding the blanket over him and tucking in the sides. She was about to allow herself the guilty pleasure of running her fingers over his scars and through his hair when she heard the knock. Well go and gigastick her luck!! She wasn’t going to get her chance now, she couldn’t be sure if he would wake up or not either. After all, his pulse was steady and his breathing was normal. Whatever it was, most of it must have come out of his system when he yarfed. She heard that voice, and she resisted the urge to slap that girl silly. She got up and went to the door, leaning against it to ensure that silly girl didn’t come in.*

(14:25:06 )
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: .*
”Yes Marie, I’m here. As for him… I can’t be sure. I don’t know what you spiked him with, but it didn’t show him much love. I won’t know if he will make it through the night until a few hours from now. Why in the world did you do that Marie? I didn’t think you were the type to get jealous, especially over someone like me. It wasn’t as if I was doing anything other than talking to someone… Really, bad for Marie, bad form…But I guess it doesn’t matter, does it? If he lives or dies, you are still the one who did it to him… Do you at least know what you put in his drink? There might be something I can do to help him if I know what he was poisoned with…”
*With silent fingers, she slid the bolt shut, insuring that Marie couldn’t get in without breaking the door down first. She walked back over to the bed, her footsteps silent as she did so. Sitting on the end of the bed, she allowed herself that sinful little pleasure, and allowed her fingers to walk over his skin, to learn the texture and heat of it. A light shiver ran through her frame as she let her eyes slide closed, memorizing it deep within her internal memory to enjoy as often as she wanted to at later dates. She also did something that she wouldn’t normally do… She released a few microorganisms, her little nanobots no bigger than a single cell bacteria to scan over his skin before entering it. She wanted to ensure he was going to survive, her return kindness for letting her touch him…Well, Ok, perhaps not allowing since he seemed dead to the world… But still… She would receive haptic relay about the state of his internal organs and the damage. If there was any, the nanos would repair it for her, ensuring he survived… Why was she doing this though? She couldn’t really say. From a technological point of herself, the robot in her…She saw no reason to save him, there was nothing worth saving, no benefit to her own survival or functionality… But the Human part of her was a different story. It didn’t want to see this man die, even if it gained her nothing, no one should die. Her voice was a gentle whisper as her fingers stroked over that broad well-muscled back*
”Don’t die Ace…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he remained completely out of it.. there laying flat upon his back on her hardened bedding.. he didn’t feel her touching him.. he couldn’t hear her words of concern.. he may as well have been dead really.. Marie remained out in the thin dimly lit corridor .. shifting her weight from tiny slipper to its partner.. anxiety was filling her quite rapidly.. the door opening just a smidge.. though your responses to her.. your questions fell on deaf ears as a pure white hand slid across dear Maries mouth.. slender perfectly pale fingers flexing before they curled.. any sounds coming from the woman would have been muffled as she was swiftly dragged back out the awaiting door off to the side.. the actions were made with such a speed and yet such a grace that there was narry a sound.. before the ‘pair’ were gone.. wether or not she noticed much of this.. well the ball was entirely in her court.. however it would be quite some time before Marie would turn up to work again.. though perhaps she might think it was guilt more than anything else.. those microorganisms settled in deep.. scanning his body as a whole.. no damage done to the major organs.. nothing more than a little stress which given a day or two would repair itself.. the blood was certainly not his.. and the vomiting was his bodies way of expelling it .. getting rid of it.. it was a womans.. but who’s? perhaps a certain little white witch.. or perhaps it came from Marie.. so many questions being tossed out on the table.. so much made little sense.. every touch she made upon his chest.. his shoulders.. his arms would now make him twitch.. making his muscles flex.. he didn’t know of her concern.. he didn’t hear it.. though he was now drawing in and out of conciseness.. his eyes shifting beneath his lids.. causing them to half open.. before they would slide closed.. his head lulling to the side.. a trickle of blood.. only that which remained upon the dip of his tongue would soon make its way down his chin.. a murmured sound would flow forth.. soon followed by another groan.. his shoulders began to lift off the bedding.. before slumping back down once more.. he hadn’t the strength.. it had been all but sapped out of him.. - .. Trinity.. .. he whispered.. his hand rising to rub against his forehead.. his cheek.. though his eyes remained closed for the moment.. for the time being.. - .. please.... he forced through his teeth as he attempted once more to rise from his position- .. help me up.. .. the bed was killing him.. it certainly wasn’t making things any easier.. his head lulled to the other side.. his lids lifting just a little higher.. the focus was not there.. things were still blurred upon their edges.. but he could make out her silhouette there just across from him.. he coughed.. and then again.. it would take him perhaps a moment before the realisation of just how embarrassing this was would hit him.. though there would be one question that was a touchmore important.- .. where on earth am I?.... his usual smooth slightly pitchy tone had been replaced by something much thicker.. gravelly.. -.. I.. uh.. .. he swallowed.. the coppery taste made a somewhat sour look cross his features- .. god I need to get up from this counter.. .. to him it certainly felt like a counter.. or perhaps a table..couldn’t possibly be a bed.. it would have been more comfortable to sleep on the floor-


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had simply dropped the conversation with Marie when she heard a slight shift of sound and assumed that she had walked off. She couldn’t blame her, if she had gotten caught with her hand in the perpetual cookie jar; she would back away too as quickly as her feet could carry her. Marie had seemed like a decent sort of person when she had met her but who could say what people had hidden beneath the surface? She couldn’t judge a single person in this place, couldn’t condemn them as liars or bad people. After all, she was living a big lie right here, passing herself off as human when she knew she wasn’t that anymore, and hadn’t been for some time. She was grateful for the silence that allowed her to run through all the data she was getting from the nanos, and the data well. Wasn’t that a shocker? She had not expected that he would be relatively unaffected, with the amount of blood he had thrown up she was sure he had melted a hole in his stomach. After all, something like that… She shook her head and bit on her bottom lip, wondering just what had happened. The next second she had the scans of DNA, her green eyes sliding left to right as she looked at something she couldn’t see. Great Motherboard In Heaven… She shuddered softly, once, closing her eyes and dispelling the dna information. She began to withdraw the nanos one by one back into her system, they weren’t needed for repair and she had gotten more information than she had expected. Too much information really, it made her look at this man in her bed in a shade of light a few notes darker than she had before. He was human but…not… No human could ingest blood like that and be unperturbed by it. Yes, you had thrown it up, but the blood was already clotted which meant that it had been in you for at least two to three hours. You should have been sick long before this, and the only reason you threw it up was because of what had been put in your drink. Her brows knitted above those big green eyes as she watched him, her voice lower than a whisper.*
”What are you?”
*She shook her head and picked up a small hand towel and brushed it against his cheek and chin, gathering up the remainder of the blood before setting the towel to the side. She was curious and a little bit…well, nervous around him now, it made her want to take a step back but at the same time she had always been a curious person. Now she was battling herself and wondering just what she should do… After all, without his shirt, laying there dead to the world… she could almost imagine a few little scenarios, little images flitting through her mind as she mused silently. She could see him responding to her touch now, which was good, he was coming back rather quickly from that black out he had. The blood might have been the best thing for him to expel honestly, it seemed to do him more good than anything she could have put in him. She watched him try to rise, and she half wanted to keep him there incase the movement made him sick again. Still… She shook her head and shifted her weight, sliding her hands to rest on his shoulders.*
”I’m here Ace… We’ll get you up in no time…”
*As if it were so easy… She might be an android but she hadn’t been built for feats of strength, and even less so for her class and type. Plus, it wasn’t as if Ace was some child who was small and light. He was a full grown man, and a muscled one too. Still, between them two of them she managed to get him upright, resting his back against the wall so he had something to lean on. She got up then with the bowl and opened the window, feeling the cold wet air slap her face with a shock. She was beginning to wondering wryly if she would ever be warm in this place. Shaking her head, she tossed out the contents into the street when no one was looking, removing the evidence in case it upset him. When she heard him ask where he was, she was a bit surprised. How in the world had she managed to get you up the stairs and in her bed without you even being at least semi-cognitive? She was strong for her size, but not THAT strong. She leaned against the wall, letting that cold air come into the room, removing any scent of blood from the space. Sure, it was cold, but it was worth it to get that coppery tang out of the air.*
”We’re in my room above the Nightingale… It’s not the greatest, but it’s better than being out in the streets. We can only make due with what we have, right?”
*Which was true. It was far better than being out in the streets, here she was at least safe and out of the elements. Sure, the furnishings might be a bit brass tacks, but they were hers. Sure, she could have gone to the brothel or the bordello, but she would still be selling her body in some shape or form. Here she was selling her voice, and it made her happy to do so. A small price to pay for the freedom and enjoyment she got. She heard the change in his voice and she had to admit, that bit of gravel was nice, it caught her attention when it mixed with that thicker tone. At his request though, she snorted softly, laughing silently at herself, and him for that matter. Counter indeed… Sure it was hard, but it was still softer than the flat wooden objects in the room. She shook her head and closed the window, walking over to the bed where she would then lift the thin blanket and cover his shoulders with it, padding his back a bit from the wall. It was after she had done that when she spoke, just a shade of humor in her voice.*
”Sadly, everything else I have for your rather shapely bum, Ace, would be harder than that bed. It’s the softest thing I have, and it’s the only thing that was big enough to put you on. I’m really quite poor at the moment, couldn’t rub two coppers together to save my life. When I get paid though, I can get a better mattress and such, but I have to wait until then, you know? Now that you’re away though, can I get you some water? Maybe some wine with honey in it to get the taste out of your mouth… Blood doesn’t exactly have the most…savory taste in the world…”
*Let him figure that one out, chew on that thought for a minute. She sat next to him, just a hands length away, watching him with those bright green eyes of hers. She was silent for a moment before she asked the question on her mind. Worse case scenario, she could drop him out the door and be done with the whole event. She didn’t fear for her life, not from him.*
”Which makes me wonder… Why did you have all that blood in you?”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..her first question.. on what he was too him by surprise.. just where did that come from?.. had he said something when he was out of it? Had he shown something he shouldn’t have?.. a swift change of subject would be required.. something quick.. would he be able to convince her he had no idea what she was talking about? That he was completely ignorant to all this utter nonsense.. afterall she was just human yes.. surely he could emulate that.. - .. What just happened?.... his hand rose as he slid it back through sweat laiden locks.. his body shuddered lightly as he felt the cooler breeze flowing through that window.. the earlier drizzle had made the temperature in the general area drop quite dramatically.. he exhaled long and deep.. it was somewhat shakey as it clouded before him..the blood had been quite hot so the inside of his mouth and his tongue tingled when the crisper air caressed it.. - .. hmm?.... he blinked.. slowly his focus was returning and he was able to peruse the room with his own eyes.. it was only dimly lit so he could make out shapes.. a cupboard.. sideboard.. the small hard bedding.. the room was tiny.. very drafty and quite cold.. his brows furrowed.. he found himself sinking down into a somewhat crouched position- .. this is your room?.... he asked curiously- .. this is where they have you staying?.... his head dipped forward as his hands slid back over his shoulders.. fingers intertwining there against the back of his neck.. he was so wiped.. exhausted.. felt as though he had ran a bloody marathon and in some ways he had.. - .. You can’t stay here.. this is.. this is ridiculous.. how you haven’t caught your death will forever escape me.. . he shook his head..his hands coming back down to fall upon his knees.. pressing down as he slowly moved to stand back up.. wavering a little as his balance was off.. he gripped the sideboard .. using it as a much needed anchor- .. you’l come stay with me.. really I.... he shook his head once more.. - .. I can’t let you stay here.. you’d be bloody better off out in the weather.. .. his brows furrowed.. his eyes clenched closed as a ripple of pain centred there upon his temples.. the remaining few dregs of poison was making its way out of him.. though the majority of it had been passed.. he watched her out of the corner of his eye.. dumping whatever it was he had purged out of the window.. though her offer made his brow rise.. blood?.. his hand rose.. he dragged a finger along his lower lip.. looking upon that fingers tip finding the rich red colouring.. it would strike him then, that whatever this was.. it was certainly done to send him a message..and just who would send this kind of message.. who would be so personal.. who would use this as a tool.. he looked perhaps a little.. agitated .. preoccupied.. he turned his wrist.. his thumb pressing down quite harder upon that image.. that inked drawing.. he’d notice the second set of eyes.. both female figures staring up at him.. where one used to be quiet.. more so.. dead to the world.. they were now both very much awake.. he swallowed- .. wine.. please.. yes.. .. he nodded.. reaching for his damp shirt.. throwing it about his shoulders.. the long sleeves soon concealing the tattoo.. - .. uhh.. .. seeking out the right answer.. - .. don’t we all have blood in ourselves?.. nectar of life and all that jazz.... he moved across to where that window was.. he glanced across to her there.. his grey gaze lingering- .. may I?.... asking before he would pull open the shutters.. leaning half way out.. looking.. searching.. though with it being so dark out there wouldn’t be much to see.. why now?.. though it meant quite a bit more to him really.. if she had indeed really returned miraculaously from the dead.. then he had a chance to redeem himself.. all he had to do was capture her and send her home to ‘daddy’-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *That was the thing about this world, it kept people guessing always, made them wonder about what just might lie around the next corner. She was certainly wondering about you, and just what you were about. The moving tattoo, the rapid recovery, the passing of blood despite not having any internal damage to cause it… This world was unfamiliar to her, so very different from the one she had been created in and far too many unknown factors. She couldn’t just say oh, this is because of that, because honestly, she had nothing to go off of. She knew there were lycans, but what else could there be? It was why she had pose that question more to herself than to him, because she honestly didn’t know. It was quite a quagmire to find herself in, and all because she had accepted a note. Life was one odd thing to be in, but it wasn’t all that bad either. She shook her head at his question, her hands curled in the fabric of her dress as the air bit into her like a thousand agitated nanobots.*
”You drank something that didn’t agree with you…”
*She wouldn’t bring Marie into this, she didn’t know enough of the situation and she wasn’t about to throw someone under the proverbial bus. If you had forgotten or not, she would play along with the game. Call her out as a liar if you remembered, or pretend to forget, either way, the score was once more even.*
”You went outside where I found you to return your coat. You ah…weren’t at your best, so I brought you up here… At least if you fall on your face, no one will see you do it but me.”
*Not that it mattered too terribly much either way, after all, she was nothing special. She saw you trying to move about and wanted to stop you. Good Google but you were going to push yourself weren’t you? She shook her head but kept her fingers and her thoughts to herself, for now.*
”Yes, this is my room… It’s the only place I have until something better comes along… Really Ace, would you sit still? You really are going to fall face first into the floor, and you aren’t exactly light you know…”
*She shook her head when you said she couldn’t stay here. Well, it wasn’t as if she had a house somewhere else to go live at. Besides, as much as she hated the cold, she would have to be within the artic circle for it to get cold enough to cause her real damage. She just hated being cold, not because it could make her ill but it was just damned uncomfortable.*
”I’m stronger than I look, as silly as that sounds. I hate the cold, but it will take more than this to kill me. It’s just…really uncomfortable to be in here, but it’s better than being exposed to the elements. At least in here I am dry and off of the streets.”
*She paused and her eyes widened when he said she had to come and live with him. Her jaw even loosened a bit as it was just slightly agape as she stared at him. Ok, he was absolutely nutters right now, that was all there could be said about it. He was still out of it, which was the only reason he was saying that. Live with him, sure, because nice people just grow on bloody trees, right next to the cabbage patch where babies are found.*
”Ace, I think you Really to sit down, maybe sleep again. I don’t think you really understand just what you’re saying. I’ll get you that wine…just…you know…don’t move around too much..”
*She saw you put the shirt back on, a part of her a little disappointed in it. She had been enjoying herself, she wasn’t going to lie about that. Strong, muscled men were a treasure to her, she found herself a bit enchanted with their physique. Really, if she could have, she would have touched and stroked him for some time more, perhaps even done a bit of exploring. Shame he had woken up so fast and taken away a bit of her fun. Ah well, life is what it is, and she wasn’t sure she could resist THAT much temptation. She got off of the bed, getting ready to pop down stairs for a bit and get the wine for him when she heard that excuse. Oh wow, surely he could have thought of something better than that? He was no fool, and neither was she. Shaking her head, she rested her hand on the simple wooden latch of her door.*
”Help yourself, not much a view there, my window faces the other building so there isn’t much to see… While I get you that wine, I would say you should rest and recover your witts a bit more. You’re no dummy Ace, but that excuse couldn’t have fooled a three year old. Besides, I don’t see you really inviting me to live with you out of the goodness of your heart. Though… I would be more inclined to believe it as a way for you to peep at me as often as you wanted to. Either way, you got the time you have to yourself while I get you that wine to think it all over, alright? Then settle down for the night, because neither of us is leaving here. Who ever tried to poison you won’t be far, and I am not a fighter. We can see you to your house in the morning when things are a bit more busy and we have some cover.”
*She pulled the latch down and opened the door just a crack, looking over her shoulder at you with a soft smile on her lips.*
”You know though Ace…you look mighty nice without that shirt on…”
*With that, she closed the door and slid her key into the lock, ensuring he was safe inside. At least, as safe as she could help him to be. Sadly there wasn’t much else she could do, other than try and give him the time to think over what he had said, for surely it was spoken out of a fuzzy mind. She made her way down and got the wine, taking her time to let him think about things before coming back up to the door.*

(18:58:52 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he was having trouble.. stumbling here and there.. his inability to remain standing or even still for more than a moment was perhaps a touch worrying.. though he had just been through his own little piece of hell and managed to rip himself from it a little quicker than he should have.. his body needed rest.. it needed to recoup.. to repair it’s stressed organs.. and the only way he would gain his energy back would be to rest.. humans were such weak things when they were spent.. his hands came down to rest upon the back of a wooden chair.. he leant a little on it causing its legs to lift.. and he nearly again lost his balance.. this time deciding to take her advice to sit.. slumping down onto it.. his arms dangled down against his sides..just idly swinging there.. his legs spread.. he looked quite comfortable really.. in a sort off odd way.. his shirt was indeed rebuttoned.. but much like a young child who had no idea what he was doing it was all a bit off.. a few buttons missed.. it was all wonky..his broad chest still on display in sections.. his flat somewhat rigid stomach.. all those scars.. his head dipped back.. his eyes closed and he exhaled a long drawn out breath.. he had heard her words.. he had a feeling she wouldn’t believe him.. it made sense.. he really didn’t try that hard.. he just hoped she wasn’t paying him that much attention.. inwardly he’d groan.. he’d have to either explain at some point or find a way to weasel out of it.. subject changes were his thing.. he did that usually so very well.. that smooth talker.. he was quite slick when he wanted to be.. it’s how he got to where he was today.. a quiet chuckle sounded when he heard her give him that not to subtle compliment.. though a somewhat stiffened groan would soon follow it.. his stomach muscles really didn’t need to tumble around.. and then she was gone.. another exhale.. a deeper one when he was left on his own.. his head was still swimming.. still quite foggy.. maybe she was right.. maybe he didn’t really know what he was saying.. to be truthful offering up his place of residence really wasn’t such a grand idea.. what with the regular visitors he had..the opium deposits.. Oh and the women callers.. not to mention whoever it was trying to fuck with him now.. did she really want to throw herself to the lions.. so to speak? To be there when whoever it was came knocking.. or was this a one off?.. he was yanked from his thoughts when there was a knock upon the door.. turning his head.. another huff.. it was locked.. she had locked it when she left.. forgetting her key perhaps? That was awfully quick.. to get all the way downstairs.. get the wind and return in such a short amount of time.. OR was it much longer than he had figured.. time was certainly not on his side right now.. it could have been an hour yet it felt like 5 minutes.. he staggered from the seat.. his balance wavering just a touch.. reaching for the door.. fumbling with the latch.. lifting it from its hold before everything shifted and once more he found himself down on his back.. flat there upon the rather hard flooring.. another groan.. a cough.. a splutter.. the light from the corridor seemed to flood the doorway..but only for a moment before it was closed off.. - .. Trinity?.... he whispered.. his head lulling a little to the side.. the sudden shift in lighting caused his pupils to shrink.. all he could see was outlines.. it would take some time for his eyes to readjust .there was the delicate sound of tiny feet padding lightly upon the foor..before a weight would be felt atop him.. shifting.. moving to straddle his hips.. he’d blink.. and blink again.. trying in effort to focus.. to figure on just who it was.. his arms would reach.. though they felt like dead weights.. his fingers curling.. flexing.. he could get them high enough to rest there about her tiny middle.. feeling that lace.. clearly it wasn’t Trinity.. she didn’t have lace on.. slowly she’d come into view.. a white haired beauty and suddenly he froze .. his lips parted a little wider but no sound would come.. how was this even possible.. how was she even here.. she had died.. he had seen it for himself.. sure it was through someone elses eyes.. but he had seen it.. perhaps he was hallucinating.. he began to laugh.. to chuckle.. shaking his head.. she reached forward.. her fingers were ice cool as they caressed his cheeks.. cradling his face.. lifting it a little from the hardwood boards..” tsk tsk.. you should be more careful, you’re likely to hurt yourself hitting the floor in such a fashion, I mean I am well used to having men fall at my feet.. but not quite like this.. “.. she leant in a little closer.. her face mere inches from his own.. “go easy on the whisky, it’s terribly bad for your health.. and we want to keep you healthy.. just long enough to make you suffer”. Her lips crushed down upon his.. he wouldn’t oblige her.. he wouldn’t return that kiss.. remaining as still as a stone.. “Trinity.. is that her name? Oh she is a sweet young thing yes.. would hate to see something bad happen to her.. that would be quite the tragedy.. “ she sunk back to sit there upon his hips.. pressing her petite ass down over him.. to shift.. to writhe.. to roll and manipulate.. her fingers went back to his shirt.. reopening each of those buttons.. her eyes seemingly lighting up when she noticed the scar there.. the long deep red one.. “ well well.. seems you have had your fair share of.. hurt.. perhaps I could add one to match this?.. Oh.. yes I think I will.. soon.. very soon”..she felt his body betraying him from beneath her.. his dress slacks tightening considerably.. even in his almost completely exhausted state.. she laughed.. such a sweet sing song tone.. before she’d twist her head around.. a knocking there upon the wall.. an alert to her perhaps that they were about to be joined by a third.. she reached forward.. long fingers gripping his chin.. “now be a good lad.. not a word.. or I will make things very..” she pressed down harder sliding her free hand down along the curves of her own body.. to fall down between her own thighs.. her fingers finding that bulging fabric.. beginning to massage it.. to rub it through the material.. “very uncomfortable for you”.. before she removed her weight.. stepping across his chest.. the window remained open.. and it would be a moment before she had slid out of it.. leaving behind only that sweet sultry scent of pheromones.. he groaned.. shaking his head.. his chest feeling quite restricted.. he couldn’t summon the energy to drag himself to his feet.. something struck him however.. something caused him pause.. to question.. if that was indeed Sydel.. how did she not recognise that scar? That deep angry red mark was of her doing.. she acted as though she didn’t really know him-

(19:06:17 ) Anonymous : -Enters The Room-

(21:09:24 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She honestly knew a lot more than she let one in ways. She always took everything in, watched everything and listened closely. It was a human habit to observe, but a robotic habit to intake as much as she did, to the point of perfection almost. Sure, she missed a thing or two, but that was usually hardware to software malfunction. She had learned when she first got here that things such as magical pulses or raw energy could put her system on the firsts, leaving her completely and utterly helpless. It was an unsettling thing to find herself suddenly shut down, with nothing but the human parts of her mind firing while her nanobots tried to repair the damage and reset her, get her functioning. She had been down for a full fifteen minutes the last time, a record for an Android, even more so for a Bio-organic Chassis like her own. She shook her head softly at remembering, knowing there were things here well beyond her ability to understand. It wasn’t that she wanted to judge him, or put him in a slot when she had no slots to place him in in the first place. No…Rather she wanted to know what she was dealing with, what she was going to be getting into because this was no common male here. Not some drunken frat boy grabbing at her breasts and ass because it was ok to treat a droid like that in her time. After all, who cares about human rights and weather or not they apply to something that can’t really be called human any more, despite having all the same shapes and features. After all, she had a heart in her chest, it beat strong and hard, a steady rhythm inside her chest. She had a mind that could ponder all the same problems and mysteries of the world as well, but what did that matter? In her time…She was just a product, a toy, a simple thing to be owned and played with, nothing more and nothing less. She had less rights than the slaves of ancient human history, for at least they were given food and clothing, shelter and some creature comforts. She could be thrown out to the side like so much garbage, forgotten and ignored till she rotted and rusted. You see?... She couldn’t judge, she couldn’t expect… It wasn’t something she had in her. She had made her way downstairs, taking her time because Ace needed at least that much to get himself in some sort of order. She knew better… There was no kindness in this world, everyone was out to get their own, to make their own happiness even if it was at the cost of others. She expected nothing and less, and if she got more than that it was a gift to be treasured, not to be guaranteed. She went down into the kitchen area, nodding to the cook who was constantly busy, and to the girls who went back and forth constantly with the orders of food and drink. A turn to the left would take her to the bar that was just off the way. She grabbed a flagon and filled it with wine from the barrel on tap, delicate fingers light and steady on the handle. Another trip into the kitchen got her a glass, the herbs, and a nice little pot of honey as well, all set on a little tray she took upstairs with her. She never ate, never drank, but things like this would at least keep them from wondering about her too much. After all, as petit as she was no one really expected her to each much, but she couldn’t go a whole day without drinking anything. Doing that too long would have people looking at her like she was a talking and dancing fish in no time. She held the tray off her hip, carrying it easily back up the winding steps to the girls area. She didn’t want to jostle anything or spill a dang thing either so she would wait on the landings as people came and went before she continued. Over all, it had taken her about fifteen to twenty minutes to get everything she needed for him. She should have gotten some bread honestly, but she wasn’t too sure if she wanted to watch him puking again from the heaviness that bread brought to the delicate stomach. She had heard s light knocking on the steps just above her, making her wonder if someone was knocking on her door. Shit, the last thing she needed to do was explain the man in her room who looked more than three sheets to the wind. She picked up her pace, but saw nothing and no one. Huh…Must have been for one of the other girls. She shrugged her shoulders to herself and moved to open her door, pulling the key from her pocket… Only… Well, now… Her door was unlocked, she could tell before she even slid the key in the bolt. Who had gone into her room? She felt a niggling of concern, wondering if Marie had broken in to accost Ace or something… Stupid girl. She pushed open the door, her eyes taking in the room and noticing Ace hadn’t listened to a damn thing she said. She shook her head and left him there on the floor, stepping over him to set the tray down on the table. It wasn’t as if she had the room to walk about him with how small her quarters were. When she got close to the window though, she stopped… She picked up the strong scent of pheromones, and they weren’t hers. These weren’t normal humans smells either, and that pissed her right the fuck off. With her brows lowered, she reached up and closed the window, firmly sinking the latch closed and locking it. She didn’t give two figs if Ace wanted to screw around, it was his life. But at LEAST have the courtesy to not do it in her own room… She turned around and knelt by Ace, pulling him up so far as his head and most of us upper body were in her lap, his head pressed into the soft pillow of her breasts. This was going to be a LOT of work to get him back up. She shook her head and spoke in a rather disbelieving tone.*
”You know, I can understand not listening to advice, I really can. I can understand you getting up when it’s better for you to sit down, it’s easy to misjudge a person’s strength, even your own. But if you want to go skirt chasing, don’t do it in another girls room, that’s just plain old rude, you know that? Besides, she stinks… No one living should smell like that… Come on…I’m going to need your help to get you into the bed again, as much as you dislike it. You’re going to dislike the next part even more, but I am going to need you to listen to me and do as I ask just this once, ok?”<

(21:09:50 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*With his help, she would lift him beneath the arms, taking most of the weight from himself so he didn’t get strained overtly much. She would then strip his shirt off and toss it over the back of the chair because she would need him as close to naked as she could. She would get off that bed and walk over to where she had put the wine, mixing the herbs and honey together in that liquid to settle him down and perhaps make him feel just a bit better. At the very least it would calm his stomach and let him sleep when it came. She would hand him the cup, setting the rest of the mix on the chair next to the bed.*
”Drink that if you would…It should help you feel a little less like hammered dog crap and a little more…You…”
*She opened up her little wardrobe and pulled out a pathetically thin robe and set it across that same wardrobe after she had closed the drawer. She walked over to the bed again, and placed her back to Ace. She reached over her shoulder to pull those beautiful curls over her shoulder, revealing an angelic neck that was delicate and sweetly curved and the outer shell of a pretty little ear.*
”If you could unzip me? I need to have as much skin exposed as I can if I’m going to do this properly…and you’re going to owe me three dresses for this, Mr. Ace. While I get out of this, if you could kindly strip down to your knickers and get under the blankets? It would help me immensely.”
*Once the zipper was undone, she would stand again and slide the dress form her shoulders and let it gather on her hips before stepping out of it, her only bit of protection was that hair of hers, hiding her breasts but not much else. She had the derriere of Venus herself though, a lovely, full, heart shaped bum with the sweetest under swell possible. Full hips tapered down into strong, shapely thighs with a keyhole entrance right beneath her cupids mound. Her waist was smaller than it seemed in that dress though, Ace could easily wrap his fingers around her waist and have his fingers and thumbs almost touch about her smallest point. She was an hour glass figure, a petit frame that packed a punch like dynamite. Without a doubt, it was a body that had been made with the express interest in pleasing the body and eye. She would wrap that thin robe about her and tie it off with an easy motion. She turned around as she pulled her hair out from the robes back and leveled those jade colored eyes at you with a fair bit of humor in their depth.*
”Luckily for you, I lack a privacy screen in here…I guess you got your peep show earlier than later despite my intentions. Who eve poisoned you at least did you that favor, huh?”

(21:53:59 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: he remained there upon the hardened somewhat dusty floor.. his right leg bent at the knee.. slightly risen.. his hands having since fallen to his stomach.. he heard the door opening once more.. god, lord above who was it this time.. another to ruffle his feathers.. if this kind of attention kept up he’d surely fail and drop dead on the spot.. usually he adored it.. especially from the female persuasion, but this was something different entirely.. it would be then that he’d hear her voice.. noticing her stepping over him.. the sound of crockery.. of glasses tinking together before she returned to his side .. his half closed gaze lifted to look to her.. to linger upon her as she berated him.. he groaned.. giving a light shaking of his head- .. I’m not skirt chasing anyone.. .. he exhaled deeply.. I simply fell when I moved from the chair.. . he drew a breath.. he wasn’t about to make her lift him from the floor on her own.. she was tiny.. she’d barely be able to lift his arm let alone anything else.. least that’s what he figured anyway.. he grit down his teeth.. pressing his feet down into the floor as harshly as he could.. propelling himself to his feet.. trying in earnest to not have to use her.. to not lean upon her.. before he would find that bedding beneath him once again.. landing down perhaps a little harshly upon it.. he remained in a semi seated position.. his upper body on a slight lean as she went about removing his shirt once again.. he ushered her hands away.. - .. I am.. quite capable.. ..well he wasn’t really but she was beginning to Mother him a little.. and that was something he really didn’t require.. he lulled forward a bit and peeled away the thin cotton fabric.. setting it aside.. - .. just what are you talking about? What are you going to.. .. he’d glance toward the offered cup.. it wouldn’t be the first time a woman had given him something to drink in this one fateful evening.. he swirled the contents.. watching as the wine and honey mingled together akin to lovers of dance.. it also held the delicate notes of the herbal variety..he paused.. hesitating a moment before deciding to hell with it.. what did he have to lose really? If he was going to die he may as well do it here.. he sunk the liquid back.. not in any great rush.. it would take a few mouthfuls to have it sliding down his throat.. it had that sickly sweet taste that really only came from honey.. but an aftertaste of herbs.. oddly interesting.. he rubbed at the sides of his throat.. his gaze remaining upon her.. watching her as she crossed the room.. drawing open that wardrobe.. the thin veil that could otherwise be used as a dressing gown appearing.. pointless fabric really.. it wouldn’t cover an inch of her.. not really.. it gave the illusion of nudity.. his head inclined as he placed the cup to the side ..her re-approach to get him to unzip her caused a brow to rise.. so it was going to be this way was it?.. was she going to take the reigns so to speak.. this was becoming mildly amusing.. or perhaps it was simply his fog filled mind.. his stomach was beginning to settle and for that he was indeed quite thankful.. he was becoming more comfortable.. well in his own skin.. certainly not in that godforsaken bed- ..Uh.... he reached forward.. blinking again.. forcing his grey gaze to focus on the job at hand.. it would take an attempt or two but he would gain a grasp upon that full length zipper.. drawing it down.. revealing inch after inch of that flawless creamy flesh.. oh it just called out to him to touch it.. the tips of his fingers having done so as he was gifted with that image.. before she pulled back into her standing position- .. if you wanted me near naked you could have said so earlier.. .. he shrugged his shoulders.. a quiet chuckle sounding.. he slid his hands down to the waistband of his dress slacks.. doing away with that buckle before that length of leather was removed properly.. that straining button.. the zip.. all made short work of.. before he would once more.. clearly against her wishes move to stand .. leaning his legs against the side of the firm bedding.. his back was to her for the moment as he removed those pants.. letting the heavy drill styled fabric loose to crumple there about his feet.. his legs matched well to the remainder of his frame.. strong.. highly defined to handle the weight..his asss hidden beneath the thin cotton fabric of his shorts.. though it did well to cling leaving very little to the imagination.. though the reasons for that sudden tightness could well be from the ministrations of the earlier visitor.. or the sight he was currently beholding.. having glanced over his shoulder the mere moment that dress tumbled .. granting him access to the superb sight that was her..each curve.. every delicate dip.. the touchable softness of her skin and that ass that was utterly outstanding.. he found himself cricking his neck.. his fingers curling inward to ball there against his inner palms.. before he would sink down into that bedding.. - .. I see no need for a privacy screen.. you yourself said we aren’t really all that different.. .. his lids closed over as his head rested down upon something that may well have been called a pillow.. but it certainly was not one he was used to.. - .. just what are you planning to do Trinity?.. .. he said slightly breathless.. his voice turning to little more than a whisper.. his head lulling to the side as he glanced at her with half closed lids-

(21:55:22 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: he remained there upon the hardened somewhat dusty floor.. his right leg bent at the knee.. slightly risen.. his hands having since fallen to his stomach.. he heard the door opening once more.. god, lord above who was it this time.. another to ruffle his feathers.. if this kind of attention kept up he’d surely fail and drop dead on the spot.. usually he adored it.. especially from the female persuasion, but this was something different entirely.. it would be then that he’d hear her voice.. noticing her stepping over him.. the sound of crockery.. of glasses tinking together before she returned to his side .. his half closed gaze lifted to look to her.. to linger upon her as she berated him.. he groaned.. giving a light shaking of his head- .. I’m not skirt chasing anyone.. .. he exhaled deeply.. I simply fell when I moved from the chair.. . he drew a breath.. he wasn’t about to make her lift him from the floor on her own.. she was tiny.. she’d barely be able to lift his arm let alone anything else.. least that’s what he figured anyway.. he grit down his teeth.. pressing his feet down into the floor as harshly as he could.. propelling himself to his feet.. trying in earnest to not have to use her.. to not lean upon her.. before he would find that bedding beneath him once again.. landing down perhaps a little harshly upon it.. he remained in a semi seated position.. his upper body on a slight lean as she went about removing his shirt once again.. he ushered her hands away.. - .. I am.. quite capable.. ..well he wasn’t really but she was beginning to Mother him a little.. and that was something he really didn’t require.. he lulled forward a bit and peeled away the thin cotton fabric.. setting it aside.. - .. just what are you talking about? What are you going to.. .. he’d glance toward the offered cup.. it wouldn’t be the first time a woman had given him something to drink in this one fateful evening.. he swirled the contents.. watching as the wine and honey mingled together akin to lovers of dance.. it also held the delicate notes of the herbal variety..he paused.. hesitating a moment before deciding to hell with it.. what did he have to lose really? If he was going to die he may as well do it here.. he sunk the liquid back.. not in any great rush.. it would take a few mouthfuls to have it sliding down his throat.. it had that sickly sweet taste that really only came from honey.. but an aftertaste of herbs.. oddly interesting.. he rubbed at the sides of his throat.. his gaze remaining upon her.. watching her as she crossed the room.. drawing open that wardrobe.. the thin veil that could otherwise be used as a dressing gown appearing.. pointless fabric really.. it wouldn’t cover an inch of her.. not really.. it gave the illusion of nudity.. his head inclined as he placed the cup to the side ..her re-approach to get him to unzip her caused a brow to rise.. so it was going to be this way was it?.. was she going to take the reigns so to speak.. this was becoming mildly amusing.. or perhaps it was simply his fog filled mind.. his stomach was beginning to settle and for that he was indeed quite thankful.. he was becoming more comfortable.. well in his own skin.. certainly not in that godforsaken bed- ..Uh.... he reached forward.. blinking again.. forcing his grey gaze to focus on the job at hand.. it would take an attempt or two but he would gain a grasp upon that full length zipper.. drawing it down.. revealing inch after inch of that flawless creamy flesh.. oh it just called out to him to touch it.. the tips of his fingers having done so as he was gifted with that image.. before she pulled back into her standing position- .. if you wanted me near naked you could have said so earlier.. .. he shrugged his shoulders.. a quiet chuckle sounding.. he slid his hands down to the waistband of his dress slacks.. doing away with that buckle before that length of leather was removed properly.. that straining button.. the zip.. all made short work of.. before he would once more.. clearly against her wishes move to stand .. leaning his legs against the side of the firm bedding.. his back was to her for the moment as he removed those pants.. letting the heavy drill styled fabric loose to crumple there about his feet.. his legs matched well to the remainder of his frame.. strong.. highly defined to handle the weight..his asss hidden beneath the thin cotton fabric of his shorts.. though it did well to cling leaving very little to the imagination.. though the reasons for that sudden tightness could well be from the ministrations of the earlier visitor.. or the sight he was currently beholding.. having glanced over his shoulder the mere moment that dress tumbled .. granting him access to the superb sight that was her..each curve.. every delicate dip.. the touchable softness of her skin and that ass that was utterly outstanding.. he found himself cricking his neck.. his fingers curling inward to ball there against his inner palms.. before he would sink down into that bedding.. - .. I see no need for a privacy screen.. you yourself said we aren’t really all that different.. .. his lids closed over as his head rested down upon something that may well have been called a pillow.. but it certainly was not one he was used to.. - .. just what are you planning to do Trinity?.. .. he said slightly breathless.. his voice turning to little more than a whisper.. his head lulling to the side as he glanced at her with half closed lids-



(23:08:44 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She laughed softly at his words, the smells in the air far and away too obvious to her. She knew much and more about pheromones, she herself had her own special brand that triggered places in the brain specifically geared to pleasure and satisfaction, triggering large doses of oxytocin to be released in the human brain. Basically, when she made love to her owner, she was both physically and chemically engineered to give them the best ride of their life. The only reason she got traded around so much was because of her appearance. Men were notoriously fickle, and as soon as a prettier face came out in her model line, they would of course take the newest one. Naturally, her value would drop just a shade, but she still cost more than a house to buy. Yes, there had been a woman here, there was so doubt about it, there was no mistaking that chemical trace. Still, if you wanted to deny it… Well hell, she didn’t really feel like running a path on the floor that wouldn’t get her anywhere.*
”Awww, and here I thought that was the whole goal of your letter in the first place… Well then, I guess I can strike that option off the table, yes?”
*She might be mothering him a bit, but to her it was a more necessary evil right now. You couldn’t stand to piss in a pot right now, not without getting it all over the floor and a portion of the wall. You had the strength of a kitten, and despite your protestations, the actions all showed to prove her right on that front. The male ego though…Now that was a feat in and of itself. They could have their hand cut off and if a pretty woman was nearby, they would insist it was just a scratch. She would never understand it, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to understand it. Imagine just how much more complicated but boring life would be if there was no more mystery in the opposite sex. She let him take off his own shirt though, and simply settled back for a moment, watching him without speaking. When he looked askance at the glass, she smiled and tilted her head, her voice almost lyrical as she spoke.*
”If I wanted to kill you, it wouldn’t be hard right now, you know that right? You hardly have the strength of a kitten, Ace. Besides, poison isn’t something I would choose to use. If I ever want to kill someone, I wouldn’t use such an underhanded means. SO impersonal…It’s just some clary and chamomile to settle your stomach, and the honey will sooth everything on the way down.”
*The dress was thread bare rather than actually made of something as fine as see through sadly. It was a very old thing that had been given to her to use from one of the girls here who was going to throw it out. She was lucky to have these hand me downs and loans though, because it was better than nothing and she wasn’t going to gripe about it…At least, not too much. Besides, anything that was a shield, no matter how thin, was always better than nothing. She knew it wouldn’t hide anything from Ace, but still, it was better than just laying down with him naked. That posed all too many risks for herself and she wasn’t all too keen to go down that path. She knew what it appeared to be, but what could she do to change that? Nothing, after all, she was in a room with a man, and despite what thousands of people might think, there was no way this entire situation wouldn’t be at least slightly tinged with sexual innuendo and possibilities. She remained as still as she could while he undid that zipper for her, though she shivered just slightly, easily dismissed as those fingers caressed her skin. If she ever got back to her time, she would kill the sick perverse bastard who had created her line of droids, this was really all too unfair. She was so damn susceptible to a man’s touch, build so that every caress from the opposite sex was pleasurable. She had gotten up and dropped that dress once he was done, needing that physical distance between himself and her, to gather her thoughts to herself once more. She was truly thankful for the cold on her skin, that vicious bite did wonders to help mellow herself out, to center and ground. When she felt a bit more like herself, she turned only to hear those words and chuckle, herself responding with a laugh of her own as she shook her head.*
”And where would the fun have been in that? I was hoping I wouldn’t have to, but you’ve put me in a position where I can’t in all good consciousness not do what I am going to be doing…”
*She forgot to breath for a minute when those slacks hit the floor and she saw that lovely posterior.. Thank Giga you wore underwear…she might have a hard time breathing if she had seen nothing but a bear ass when she turned around. She tried to find somewhere else to focus, somewhere else to look that wasn’t deliciously masculine...and was finding herself falling short of her mark. Well, it would seem she wouldn’t be allowed to have an easy time of this. Figures, nothing ever was easy, was it? She shook her head at his words, not quite sure how to explain that there was a world of difference between their minds, and their bodies.*
”I may have the same pieces of every other woman, but we are all a bit...uniquely shaped. I would have preferred a measure of privacy honestly, at least it would have left you guessing for a few more minutes. Besides…we are different in a way you can’t understand Ace… Worlds different…”

(23:08:59 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: …”
*She went and laid in the bed next to him, behind him so that her back was flush with the wall, pressing her into him which was rather what she needed to do anyways. She wasn’t going to answer his question just yet, mostly because she wasn’t quite sure how to explain what was about to happen. She slid her fingers to the splitting of the robe and opened them wide, pressing her bare skin against his back. Full firm breasts were pressed against his back while her hips pressed flush against his ass and things. Every inch of her was pressed into him that could reach while still accommodating her curves and his. She raised one of her arms and wrapped it over is arm, to press her hand over the spot above his heart. Her voice was low as she whispered into his ear.*
”I am going to do the only thing I can to help you…Having you weak like this isn’t going to do me any favors, and you end up promising things you won’t deliver either. I would rather both of us stop lying to each other, and that requires you having some measure of yourself back… Now, I need you to remain perfectly sill… You will hear me say some things that will not make any sense to you, things that will sound so strange that they might make you think I am crazy… I assure you I am not, and I can not tell you how important it is that you stay still until…well, when the light goes away… What that is gone, I will say something else, and I will repeat it several times in a row…Don’t do what I ask you to do at this time, I promise you it will stop after a few minutes… Now if you don’t mind, I am going to start…”
*She would then begin, trusting him to sit his pretty butt still at least for a while… She was putting the ball in his court…It was up to him what he would do with it now. She would begin to warm up, her body rising in heat like someone with a fever until it was almost unbearable to be next to her. There would be soft beeping and chirping noises coming from her, metallic things that weren’t human sounding. It was rather like an old computer booting up once the power button was hit. She would then begin to glow, her open eyes shimmering and shifting in color like a rainbow, blending one into the other and lighting up the area around them like a personal showing of the northern lights. A soft voice, her own now, would begin to speak but it was detached, automatic, mechanical.*
”Boot Program- Trinity Trillian: Lover Series 3.5, initiating Owner Repair System… Lover Not Found, Over Ride Now Enacted, Crack File Made…Installation Complete, Repair System in Override…. Accepted… Repair System Now Engaged… Nanobots En Route to Host. Host Found, Initializing Internal Repairs……….. Chemical Anomaly Found, Targeting All Sources And Bonding to Pathogens… ….. …Bonding In Process… Please Remain Still…”
*The heat remained steady and a slight vibration would commence. This was far more advanced than the simple scan, and Ace would feel this as a sort of…internal shock, a pleasant tingling and vibrating sensation. Her hand over his heart was a monitor, ensuring that through the process his heart did not stop beating or drop below a healthy pace. As each minute passed, the toxins were drawn out of Ace and drawn into Trinity, her body burning through the poison, that heat doing well to destroy it before it caused any real damage to her system. This went on for about seven minutes, ensuring all the poison that could be absorbed was taken out of Ash, leaving him feeling as if he had just had the best sleep of his life for the most part. She was silent for several minutes after the process was completed, her body returning to a normal temperature… She than began the boot program that she still hadn’t found a way around yet, couldn’t remove from her system for all she had been trying for years and years.*
”Booting Lover Program… Searching For Male Humanoid…. Male Found…Initializing………. Please Kiss your Unit To Begin Boot Up… ….. …. Please Kiss Your Unit To Begin Boot Up…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: . ugh.. she was right.. and he hated when they seemed to get the upper hand over him.. and so easily.. he was weak as a kitten.. he could barely lift his limbs let alone do anything else.. she could have robbed him blind.. she could have sliced into his body.. his arms.. anything she so desired and he would’ve been lucky to batt an eyelid at her.. that about summed it up.. he was completely at her mercy.. though if he really sat down and thought it over.. you know if he actually had all his faculties he would soon come to realise that it wasn’t so bad.. she was talented.. extraordinarily attractive , she had a hot little body.. her scent quietly drove him wild.. of all the people he could have been stuck with.. he was kinda glad it was her.. plus as much as he didn’t want to really admit it.. he was finding it easier and easier as the time went on.. to trust her.. though he wasn’t sure why, they certainly hadn’t known each other long.. perhaps she had that ‘type’ of face.. only time would tell if his gut feeling was correct.. - .. Ah.. yes.. .. he nodded when she spoke on just what the drink contained.. ingredients to make him feel a little better… and it had worked.. his stomach was no longer doing those back flips it had been earlier.. things were beginning to settle.. even the pain was lessening.. though he remained completely wiped.. so he couldn’t be sure if the poison was actually gone.. or not.. his head remained resting there atop the pillow.. having since rolled onto his side.. his lids having grown heavier.. sat low there.. closed over.. concealing his grey’d gaze.. he felt the bedding shift.. the weight upon the mattress as she came up behind him.. he lifted his head a little.. going to glance back over his shoulder before he felt her skin.. her bared frame pressing flush against the expanse of his back.. her flesh was as soft upon her chest.. her stomach.. her hips as it was upon her hands.. deliciously smooth.. he just wanted to turn over. To roll back and draw her in closer.. even tighter than she was right at this moment.. he wanted to explore that which was on offer to him.. the desire to touch every single inch of that frame was growing.. in more than one place.. he felt her arm wrapping around him.. her palm soon flat atop his steadily beating heart.. her words flowed forth.. easily caressing his ear.. a deeper breath soon sounded.. what she said really didn’t make much sense.. why did he have to remain still?..- .. just what are you going to do?.... he whispered.. his cheek falling back down to rest there atop the pillow.. lacking the strength to keep his head upright just now- ..I’m not sure I.... he went to say he wouldn’t understand.. what did she mean to not do what she asked of him? When she just asked him to do what she wanted.. Oh his head was hurting from the circling his mind was doing.. so if he was to understand.. to grasp what it was she was instructing.. she was to do what he wanted.. but not when it came to her repeating herself.. h groaned softly.. - .. ok.. alright.. yes.. ok.. .. he gave in.. deciding it would be a lot easier than allowing such an argument to continue or even commence properly.. he could die.. but he had already come to terms with this..his right hand rose a little.. his fingers settled there upon her arm as it crossed his chest.. he held his hand atop hers.. suddenly he felt that bodies heat..rising.. rising.. further and further to the point where it was almost unbearable..though it was also quite soothing really.. her softness.. her bodies curves on fire pressed so tightly against his.. his body involuntarily shuddered back against hers.. her voice.. that mechanical tone was new.. like nothing he had really heard before.. and he had heard a lot.. from elves to dragons to gods.. but this.. this was new.. it sounded so very harsh.. so odd.. though he listened as best he could.. most of the words sounded quite foreign.. the definition of such would not be one he would have quite grasped.. his lids once more closed as his body began to feel slightly odd.. that tingling.. that warmth as it flooded his body as a whole.. a somewhat breathy moan would sound.. his fingers jerked every so often above her hand.. his muscles tensing and relaxing.. his shoulders doing much the same.. in fact as a whole his body couldn’t decide wether or not it was actually safe to relax.. unsure on just what was occurring.. her scanning though would return with a start and if she was not careful it could easily override her precious inner processors.. she was tredding on personal property.. much like she became when she had an owner.. He had one.. and he had had one for quite a while.. and his god did not appreciate busy bodies trying to muddle within his soldiers.. if she had pushed much further she would have found enough information to overload her .. to weigh her down.. to burn her out.. though luckily enough the connection seemed to fade out before any real soul searching was done.. the heat.. the warmth seemed to diminish.. to calm down.. and her voice began its broken record phase.. asking for a kiss.. over.. and over.. and over.. his brow rose.. it would take a moment before he would realise that his strength had indeed returned.. he felt quite invigorated.. certainly well rested.. shifting his heated frame.. rolling to settle there upon his back.. his grey gaze sought her out.. looking to her there as she simply seemed to gaze into nothing.. as if a type of blankness had settled in.. was she a puppet perhaps.. someones play toy.. his gaze would fall upon her lips.. Oh how deliciously lush they appeared.. how easy would it be to do as instructed.. to lean in and claim them for his own.. and he nearly did.. catching himself there an inch away from her face.. before he’d pull back.. swinging his legs around and standing from that bed.. he rolled his shoulders.. shaking his head he could now see the room for what it was.. small.. tiny.. and cold.. he could see her.. resting there upon her side.. like a lost doll.. he wouldn’t kiss her.. no.. as cold, as callous and slick as he could be..kissing someone meant something entirely different.. it seemed like such a simple act really.. but to him.. not so much-

(01:05:31 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She couldn’t blame him if he admitted the fact he hated it when someone got the one up on him. She had lived her whole conscious life feeling like that, always stuck beneath the boot of those who owned her. She was always a pretty bird in a cage, brought out and paraded in front of company because she was pretty and valuable, but never once brought out of that cage. The owner might change, the house might change, but the cage was always the same. A little silver and gold box made out of circuits and wires, charged and ready to push her back each time she tried to get out. She had tried so many times too, so many failed attempts to break out of that prison but she had only done so much damage, just bent the bars but not enough to escape. She had gained some control over herself, she had broken most protocols, deleted certain programs so that she could do almost anything…But nothing she did, nothing she had done, could break that lover program boot up. At least she had it now where she wasn’t constantly going off at every male when she wasn’t claimed as she had been programmed to. She now only did it when she had to push herself and activate other programs. Then and boot up, when she woke up each morning and if there was a male within fifteen feet of her, she would start on that program. Those two things could still slam her right back into that cage, but at least it was bigger now. A bit more bent, a little uglier, but she could finally stretch her wings. She couldn’t fly, but it was a damn site better than being completely still. One day she would get it though, she had promised herself that she would break that programing before she stopped functioning. She smiled a bit at his acceptance of the drink, grateful he was at least listening to her. She didn’t want to be miss busy body, it wasn’t her style, but she couldn’t really do much else in this situation. After all, you kept moving about and doing things that you just couldn’t do in your current state. If she didn’t nudge you into doing certain things like stripping down and getting in the bed, you would keep trying to run about and end up face down in the gutter before anyone found you. True, she could walk you home but that person who had started this was still around, she knew it deep down in her Ghost and she didn’t relish the idea of somehow carrying you and fighting someone off at the same time. To be honest, she couldn’t do it and one of them would end up dead if not both. Definitely not something she saw going well no matter how one sliced it. Here though, you were reasonably safe. She had a lock on her door, she was unknown here and few knew you were here… It would be the safest and most practical option to stay here the night. Besides, it would be nice to have a little more heat if she was to be completely honest. She might not want to be a slave to someone, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t miss the warmth of another body, someone close to hold. When he asked what, she could only shake her head. She could tell him what she was going to do, but he wouldn’t understand it, he might even be afraid of it and it would make what she was about to do that much harder if his body was in a state of fear. How do you explain to someone who knows nothing of technology about nanobots or androids? It was better that he think it something acceptable in this time, something…normally abnormal. The less odd she would seem, the better her life would be here. When he said he would do as she asked, she relaxed against him, her body softly pliant and accepting. Her fingers curled over your chest softly, her head moving closer to yours to press the softest kiss at the base of your neck. Her voice was barely a whisper, but she was so grateful that he had said he would… She had to take him at his word, but they had both been honest with each other so far and there was no reason for them to start lying now. *
”Thank You Ace…Thank you…”
*She had then booted up the proper programs, finding the back doors to enable certain processes without the attached programs that would normally kick on when such an action being performed. She was aware of all the data going in and out of her body right now, the poisons being removed and taken into herself where the heat of her system would begin to break it down into vapor that would be harmless as she released it as air. She did notice something she hadn’t see in her earlier scan, something that was much deeper than the skin and organs… No… There was something there that defied her processors, her programming and data… Something organic but…not… She had dipped about the perimeter of it, dancing in and out of range of it, trying to get a bead on what it was but unable to do so… Then she got a bit too close and she did suffer a bit of a jolt that was very similar to a fire wall… What the HELL?! She instantly pulled back from that place inside Ace, knowing that she didn’t even want to get CLOSE to something like that! There was too much there, too much raw information and unknown data that even with her massive processors and capabilities, she would end up nothing more than a clump of flesh, a total vegetable. She might be curious, but she wanted to live a whole lot more than her curiosity could override.

(01:05:50 )
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: . When the scan finished, she had begun that reboot and she was aware of the world outside of herself even if she couldn’t react to it. She was glad when she saw Ace moving about a bit, rolling onto his back so he wasn’t quite as close to her as he had been. It had worked perfectly then, despite that…matter she had seen within him. That was all that mattered though, that he was fine and no longer suffering from the effects of what ever it had been. She still didn’t know what it was, she couldn’t pinpoint the exact poison without access to Data found on the web. Then he shifted again and she knew a moment of real panic, worse than the risk of melting her own brain… Ace was right there, an inch away from her face, so close she could feel his breath washing over her cheeks, see the thick length of his lashes… He wouldn’t….No… He had said he wouldn’t and even though he could have been lying, she had hoped and prayed that he wouldn’t. She rallied against the cage there, beating her mental wings against the bars furiously trying to get out. Then…He had pulled back… She nearly melted with relief, even if she couldn’t show it, inside, she was nothing more than a pile of relieved putty. Finally, the system was done, and had shut itself off and she was once again in control of her own body, and she sagged in relief, her eyes sliding closed as she groaned sweetly. She was absolutely exhausted, it took so much out of her to push her systems like that, to both control the over ride program as well as the nanobots, even more so since she was doing it in a foreign body. She pressed her hands into her hair, oblivious to what it did to the robe and the flesh beneath it. In all honesty, she was too damn tired to care, she felt like she was running on fourteen percent battery, nearly depleted. She sighed softly, shaking her head as she combed her fingers through her hair. She looked over to you then though heavy lidded eyes, a slight smile on her lips.*
”You’re an awful lot of work Ace…I don’t think I have ever run into anything as complicated as you in my whole life, and that’s saying something… You look better though…How are you Feeling? Any Sickness? Weakness? Headaches or body aches?”
*She began to push herself off of the mattress, to lean her weight on her arm as she let her head rest on her shoulder, jade eyes showing how tired she was. She felt the cold on her skin and with a slight gasp, pulling the robe closed and straightened everything else out. She blushed just a touch, a light shade of peach on her cheeks that she subdued quickly, perhaps before he even noticed it. She couldn’t really keep up though, and slid back down onto the mattress which to her right now, felt like heaven on her tired frame. Her voice was low, sweet and soft, but low.*
”Thank you…for not kissing me… I know you almost did, but you didn’t… Thank you… It means a lot to me, my freedom… I am sure you have some questions too… So if you like, go ahead and ask… I will answer them as best I can, I owe you that much… I know that it isn’t….easy…being forced to experience something as…strange as that can be…”


(01:38:58 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..his attentions shifted as she seemingly re-booted so to speak.. or more so woke from her sudden helpful slumber.. Oh the questions he had.. she was confusing him at times.. making him curious as to the why’s.. the what’s.. the how’s.. but where honestly could one want to begin? He didn’t want to barrage her with questions.. he didn’t want to interrogate her.. whatever she just did made him feel one hundred percent better.. in fact he couldn’t remember feeling this.. awake.. this.. energetic.. that could also be from the sudden onset of being sober.. in both the alcohol and drugged sense.. it was rare for him not to be under the influence of something at all times.. he heard her faint.. adorable little groan.. he caught those richly coloured eyes as they reopened.. he could tell however that it was now how turn to be utterly spent.. exhausted.. his gaze did well to wander.. just a touch.. down over the gentle curves of her shoulders.. across the supple sweet little valley of her breasts.. each and every feminine curve that was on display for him.. that was open for his eyes to drink.. or more to gorge themselves upon.. his hand rose.. fingers reaching around to scratch lightly against the back of his head.. he was uncomfortable with her sudden flash of nudity.. far from it.. infact it was causing a state of arousal in him that was unmistakable.. should she of course be paying attention..- .. you know.. .. he chuckled lightly.. this in response to her saying he was an awful lot of work.. - .. you are not the first person to tell me this.. Though it’s one of the more.. polite names.. or things I have been called in my lifetime thus far.. .. his arm fell back down to his side.. he came back up to the bed.. pressing his knees to its side before he settled down to sit there upon its edge.. - .. I feel quite a bit better yes.. no weakness.. no headaches.. nothing.. .. his brows furrowed as he pondered on that thought a moment.. he felt no niggling aches or Anything.. he just felt incredibly well.. it was a truly odd sensation.. one he wouldn’t soon forget.. or at least not until he found himself utterly drunk.. or high again.. no doubt on the morrow.. he watched her then as she pulled her robe closed quite quickly.. only just now realising just how much she had on ‘display’.. he laughed then.. shaking his head.. the blush though.. that was really quite fetching.. he reached across.. dragging the blanket up a little higher for her.. - .. I’ll be honest with you.. .. he spoke softly.. - .. I don’t know what just happened.. I can’t even begin to say I understood what just happened.. or what you did.. .. he reached a few fingers across.. brushing some of those luscious golden curls away from her face.. her coloured cheeks..-.. or what was said..or what I felt.. or why I feel as I do right now.. or the reasons behind any of it.... drawing his hand back to his lap there.. before he reached across.. grasping a hold upon his shirt.. he’d slide it back about his shoulders.. his arms.. not rebuttoning it.. just having it hang there open on his frame.. - .. the kissing thing.. .. he shrugged his shoulders a little.. though it was not a dismissive gesture.. more so a .. confused one.. he was at a loss.. and was clearly having trouble articulating what his mind was telling him to say- .. look.. ok.... he dragged his tongue across his lower lip before clucking it there against the roof of his mouth- .. You look exhausted.. You look like I felt only moments prior.. and that’s saying something.. I firmly believe you need to rest up before we even think about treading on territory that seems as though it could be quite heavy.. .. he paused a moment.. pondering.. - .. Ill stay here.. if.. that’s alright with you.. . he nodded.. - . Atop the covers if it is a problem.. though I know we could do well to keep each other a lot warmer if I remained underneath.. .. he lifted that blanket a little and settled back beneath it.. rolling onto his side.. his arm outstretched.. his cheek coming to rest upon his palm as he looked to her there.. - .. and since I seem to woe you Three dresses now.. I think we could have a little.. talk.. a little game of say.. .. he paused .. 20 questions.. I ask.. you answer.. you ask.. I answer.. until we get to the bottom of what we are dealing with.. That is.. after we have both rested.. .. he didn’t really Need the rest.. not at all.. but he wasn’t about to go wandering out of the small room when he knew that white witch wouldn’t be far.. - .. sound fair to you?

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§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She felt like she had gone over a week without recharging, like a human would feel after four days and nights without a drop of sleep… She just wanted to melt into oblivion in a way, her whole body felt like it hurt. Whatever had been in his system had beat her up pretty good, had taken a good bit of added effort on her body to burn all it up. Sleep…sleep was good…She craved sleep very badly right now, but she wouldn’t go into that sweet bit of oblivion just yet. She wanted to though, but she knew come morning she wouldn’t be much better for wear. She didn’t recharge like that, she needed sunlight for her internal batteries and she had depleted much of it in this little endeavor of hers. If tomorrows weather permitted though, she would spend a few hours in the sunlight and let it do its work. If she had to, she would ask Ace to push the bed into the small shaft of sunlight that came through during the day and use that if she had to, worst case scenario. She gave a throaty chuckle at his words, her head resting there on the pillow. Her voice was still soft, but he could tell she was laughing as she spoke, humor rich in the deeper currents of her fatigue.*
”Mmm, I can see why… Still…it was worth it, I think…. You’re a bit rough, but that’s not a bad thing…That just gives you texture, character… I like that..”
*She burrowed deeper down into the blankets, drawing her knees up to her chest, her body small, delicate looking under that fabric. She couldn’t exactly ignore the bulge at her eye level sadly, and she was doing her damnest to keep her eyes looking up at yours and ignoring the proof of what you had seen. It had been the first give away that she had more than her fair share on show at the moment. It was one thing to strip down knowing you were so far out of it you probably wouldn’t remember any too fine details, and she didn’t really have much of a choice then to be honest. Now she did though, and she wasn’t about to go flaunting her wares. Privacy was almost non-existent for androids, so she sheltered and protected what she could. She blushed a deeper shade of peachy pink when she heard that laugh, feeing like her skin should be burning from the heat. Goodness she hadn’t blushed since she had been sold for the first time. She would probably blush a few times with you, but the why of it she couldn’t really figure out at the moment…Just something about you tended to slip past her and touch on places no one had bothered to venture before. She wondered for a moment what he would do if he realized she was a virgin perpetually. What she had done for him, her body also did for herself. After about a week of not having any…partners…her body repaired that hymn so all was brand new and innocent seeming. For some reason, it made the men who bought her feel a little more special, though why a piece of flesh like that could do that, she would never really understand. She was glad there was no adverse effects of her nanobots though, there was always the risk of something happening and leaving the person a bit uncomfortable in some way. She had never used it on someone who was unmodified though, so perhaps it had more to do with installed hardware and software versus the actual process itself. She listened as he spoke, unable to resist the feeling of his fingers on her cheek as she leaned into it subconsciously. Kind touches were rare, kind touches from handsome men were non-existent.*
”I’m glad then, sometimes people don’t accept it too well, but I am glad that you feel much better now…”
*It was normal for him to be confused, to not understand. Up to a hundred years before she had been made, no one even thought such a thing as nano technology could even exist in the way it did within her. Putting her in a place like this, all the explanations in the world couldn’t put it in a way where he could fully grasp the technology within her. She saw him put on the shirt and if she had the energy, she would have hidden the damn thing somewhere…He looked far too glorious with that shirt off and she enjoyed the guilty pleasure of viewing it… It also distracter her and kept her eyes off of the bulge that had caught and held her attention for a quick minute. When you commended on how she look, she nodded her head, burrowing deeper into the bed still.*
”I took all the foreign things in your body, out, and took them into myself… I wasn’t sure what to look for, so I just took all the damaging chemicals out… I don’t know what you had in you, but it was a whopper… I feel like the head of an undertakers hammer, completely beat. But your right… I really don’t have the energy to explain a lot of it to you… *
*She nodded his head when he said he would stay, it was what she wanted anyways. It was less damage for both of them, and to be honest, depending on how the night went, she might need him to help her get into the sun tomorrow. She didn’t relish the effects a low battery could have on her, or the pain it caused her system. She chuckled softly when you talked about sleeping on top of the sheets and such.*
”On top or under I don’t think it would stop you from doing anything either way… Last I checked, blankets are only armor for children under five.”
*She moved back just a touch so he could get on comfortably. It was going to be a tight fit, they would be laying very close to one another to keep from knocking each other off the bed or into the wall. She was a perfectly still sleeper though, so they were in luck there. She moved a bit closer to him, sliding her hand up to rest on his hip as they spoke face to face, her hair making a curling halo about her head.*
”Don’t get too excited… I’m freezing now and you feel so warm…but I hate that damn shirt Ace… You look so much nicer without it… But I agree to your terms… A game of twenty questions to hash it all out…”
*She curled in closer to him if he allowed it, wanting to burrow up in that heat, after sleeping cold for the last two weeks or so, this was utter heaven right here…plus he honestly smelled nice…she hadn’t noticed it before, but his smell changed… he smelled… well, she couldn’t quite put a finger on it, but it danced through her senses like a song of his own special kind. She gripped him just that much more tightly, flushing herself to him all but that place where he was a bit more awake than others. No point in getting him any harder honestly. Her voice was barely a whisper as she felt her lids close, too heavy to hold open anymore.*
”Mmmmm You smell nice Ace… I didn’t notice it before……I like it…”
*That was the last thing she got out before she passed out, dead to the world in Morpheus’s arms.*

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§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She was just starting to wake up, even though the sun had been coming through the window for over an hour, falling on her face and naked arm. The light from the window bathed her in a soft golden light, turning her rose and cream colored skin into something softly luminescent. Her hair shone in that glow, falling about her face and shoulders in much looser curls than the one she had worn the night before, falling to her waist and wrapping about her arm and chest. Something was off but she couldn’t put her finger on it right away, still sluggish and not exactly the fastest person to wake up. She always took several minutes to boot up, just one of those not-too-much of a morning type of person. Besides she just felt so…blissfully warm and content… She didn’t want to move from that little warm nest she was in, didn’t want to put her feet over the end of her little bed on the cold baseboards. She had always been cold since moving up here, the wooden floors weren’t exactly head conducing and being right beneath the non-insulated roof wasn’t a big help either. But… for some reason today it was warm…soft and sweet against her skin… She burrowed deeper down into the blankets when she felt something a bit off to her fogy mind. What was this now? It didn’t feel like her usual pillow that her head was resting on… and there was a weight around her shoulders that she couldn’t quite place. Still, that warmth was lulling her into sleep more and more, seducing her into not noticing the things about her which she knew were different. She was at war in those moments, debating on continuing to sleep or waking up and starting her day despite the temptation of remaining in bed. She sung at night so she didn’t have anything to do so early, and since she didn’t need to eat it wasn’t as if she had to head down to the kitchens. It was also her day off from the duties of cleaning and getting the shop ready for the daily patrons who would be coming in about two pm or so. She was letting her mind run and it helped her to wake up, at least a little bit. A cup of coffee would do even better, since the caffeine could be used by her system. Plus, she liked the taste of coffee, it was one of those rare human things that she enjoyed despite not actually needing it. A guilty pleasure, much as dark chocolate was. Those two things alone brought her more joy than most things she had found in the world. She finally braved the world and opened her eyes slightly, still heavy with sleep as she looked about. She was facing the wall which was rather unusual for her, it was always her habit to face the door when she went to sleep and she often woke up in the same position. Something must have caused her to turn about during the night, perhaps the same thing that was giving her that wonderful sense of warmth and weight about her shoulders? She blinked once, twice, her eyes adjusting to the light that was falling on her form in a tiny little square. At least her battery was charged almost completely, it didn’t take her long to use those solar rays and covert them to the energy she needed to function. With that thought the memories of last night came back to her, and she knew why she felt so utterly sluggish right now, why she didn’t want to do anything more than lay there for a while longer.*
”Ace…”
*That was why she was so wonderfully warm right now, the weight about her shoulders was his arm, the pillow beneath her head was his bicep. Suddenly she was blushing seven ways to Sunday now, her cheeks turning that lovely shade of peach as awareness dawned on her. She hadn’t ever slept with a man in bed before, she had always been told to return to her own room or compartment, where ever her owners decided to store her. She was just a love doll after all, she was there to service their pleasures and then be ignored until the next round. Just like humans with cell phones, they didn’t have any feelings for it, she was just another bit of technology to be used and fill a need. This whole thing was a new sensation to her, this warmth and weight here at her back and shoulder… Good Google, even her heart was beating a hundred miles a minute, she could swear the people outside could hear it tapping away in her chest. Her fingers rose slowly, careful not to disturb the blankets or the man sleeping behind her. She found his hand there, resting just over her heart and the swell of her breasts, her fingers lightly stroking over the back of his hand. She didn’t want to wake him up right away, she wanted to stretch this moment out, savor it like the rare sweet thing it was. She didn’t see this happening again, after all Ace had only spent the night to make sure he didn’t get into more trouble getting to his own residence. As soon as he was awake, he would leave she knew, go to his own residence and she might never really see him again. They had spent a nice hour chatting down in the lounge, she had found him interesting. When he got ill, she was concerned and wanted to look out for him, didn’t want anything bad to happen to him. She had taken him to her room, took care of him, removed the toxins from his body and took them into herself to be destroyed. The had talked more, smiled, teased, even flirted just a bit… He had promised her a game of twenty questions, to figure out more about each other. She didn’t know what to do about that, to read into it… What could she tell him really, was there anything he could understand about the things she might tell him? How does one go about telling someone that they are from the very distant future and had only been in this version of the world and time for a little over a week? Everything she could tell him he wouldn’t understand… and that would make it that much more difficult. Honestly, why couldn’t he have been someone else? Someone less intelligent, less attractive? She knew her heart racing and the blush on her cheeks wasn’t just from being in bed with another person, oh no… It was from being in bed with Ace, both of them nearly naked, and the fact he had one of the most….attractive bodies she had ever seen. She might be part robot in all honesty, but she was still a woman, and a woman who found this man very, very attractive. She would have to be dead not to find that muscled chest and strong arms attractive. Worst part of all of this was the fact that because of this desire she was entirely at war with herself. What she wanted and what she could have were two entirely different things and she would do well to remember that. For now though she would lay there, in his arms, and wait for him to wake up.*


(23:27:16 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .it had taken him some time to drop off to sleep.. having been so wired the evening before.. his ‘batteries’ had been recharged.. so to speak..so he probably should have had a good old fashioned night out on the town.. to rough himself up a little.. but no.. he remained there upon that mildly comfortable bed.. his arm outstretched with an angel resting curled in close to him.. he caught himself just looking at her every so often..knowing full well she was absolutely exhausted.. though while she rested she appeared less so.. her features had softened considerably.. and as time grew on he could have sworn the colouring was beginning to return there upon her little cheeks.. lightly he’d move in to brush a few of those golden curls away from her forehead.. to tuck them back behind an ear.. before his head would find its place.. upon the edge of a heavy pillow.. his chin atop her head.. a moment.. or two would pass before he would too drift off.. his lids closing over.. his breathing turning more rhythmic.. softer.. his dreams would throw him back into that evil den that he called home.. under the rulership of his god.. he had for all intense and purposes been summoned as it would appear he had new information.. the white witch had returned.. and no one as of yet had picked up on it.. none of the guard.. none of the brides (though most were insanely jealous of that little white princess so even if they had spotted her they wouldn’t have said anything)..none of the blood pact.. she had been up until then shielded by something.. by someone.. a conversation ensued between Ash’s spirit body and a member of the blood pact.. they spoke on terms.. on actions.. another entered with information that would seem quite important.. indeed.. a little soul searching ..some investigation would soon find that now she had been in the public eye her current allegiances were as clear as the note on her pretty little face.. she’d become a zealous chaos cultist for the Slaanesh religion.. and the blood pact was not at all impressed or happy about it.. that would have to be changed and soon.. there was a fondness there for the white witch.. she would have to jump back over the fence and it was Ash’s job to make sure it happened.. and Soon.. his body and soul would soon return to the surface world.. falling back into that realm of sleep.. of rest .. her touches certainly didn’t go unnoticed.. he naturally began to stir just a little at first.. drawing in a sudden breath.. fingers curled inward just beneath her caresses.. and a blink or two would find his grey’d gaze gracing her.. looking upon her.. taking a moment to focus.. though his brows furrowed and he winced a little when he went to move just an inch.. that bed was horrendous.. bad bad bad for anyones back.. - .. Morning.. .. he spoke softly.. that husky morning tone hung from every single letter.. every word..he drew his arm out of beneath her head.. delicately placing it down upon the pillow before he would move to sit up.. his back to her for the moment as he reached around to rub into his lower back- .. I honestly don’t know how you sleep on that thing and still function.. .. he groaned a little.. from her viewpoint she would be able to see the muscles in his back.. the expanse of his shoulders.. before he would move to stand.. to stretch his arms above his head.. now his shirt was still loosely around his figure.. though remaining unbuttoned.. there were no slacks however so from her position she’d get quite the view of that well toned ass.. his thick muscle lined legs that tensed as he reached.. - .. I.. I need coffee.. badly.. do you drink coffee?..I can go get it... he glanced back over his shoulder to her.. before his hands would rise to slide back through his hair.. giving those locks a bit of a tussle- ..or we could go out.. ?

(00:37:26 M)
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *There were things in this world that were a good deal beyond her capability to understand. She would just call it a malfunction between hardware and software and leave it at that honestly. Things like magic which she had seen a bit of here and there, just boggled her mind. At the same time though she knew some of the things she could do, would be viewed as the same. Last night for instance could be viewed as her own special kind of magic even if it were nothing more than a robotic capability of hers. It was all a matter of perspective really, what was and was not magical in this world. She had felt almost magical this morning, something was special and mystic in this little room of hers this morning, at least to her. She didn’t dream like other people did, that part of her brain had most likely been removed long ago to make room for the more functional electronics of her make up. After all, there had to be a subdural cortex to run all the advanced robotic functions that sustained her daily activity. Parts of her had been taken out to make room for more…functional bits. The fact that she existed, should people realize just what she was, could definitely be it’s own kind of magic. She might not have dreams, but she had to admit this right here…was about as close as she could ever get to it. She wondered if it were possible to stretch a moment out indefinitely, to allow yourself to daydream and fantasize about all the different reasons for that moment and the little piece of joy it brought her. She was weak, she knew, and there was only so much she could blame on her programing. She was built for sex no matter how she sliced it, every part of her figure from her toes to her hair had been specifically designed to suit the specific taste of her last owner. She didn’t want to be someone’s sex slave though, she didn’t want to have all freedoms, all rights, all choices stripped from her in a kiss. That was what would happen though, because as soon as any male kissed her, she would be bound to them. The perfect little lover, always into whatever kink her master had, always willing to have intercourse at any hour of the day, no matter who or what was going on. If he wanted her to sleep on the floor, she would have to do it. If he wanted her to sleep in a trunk, she would do it as well. She had been forced to do that before, sleep in a sea trunk, that had probably been the worst. Stuck in that tight little box for hours and hours until she was taken out and used, only to be put back in again later on. She had hated that one, the owner AND the box, and it was that which had been the final nail on her coffin that made her want to be free of the world she had been made to serve in. she had begun to fight in small ways then, using all she could to break the chains and programming that bound her. Still, it had been too little too late because when she became self-aware the damage was already done. She had been an active and popular unit in her time, and her model had survived longer than most, but the scrap heap comes to all androids in time. In a way it was a blessing to be here now, because she was alive and free… But still she carried the invisible manacles of her systems main function, and she would be forced to enter that boot prompt around any male she was around for over five hours and who was within so many feet of her. Because Ace had been with her last night though, and he hadn’t kissed her, she could now be around him and his DNA code without entering that prompt again so they could at least jump over that awkward little scenario. She heard that intake of breath and knew the moment was over now, the delicate spider web of her little fantasy torn asunder by the hand of reality. Someone needed to tell reality that she quite frankly sucked, and like all bad whores, she didn’t have the decency to swallow. She released his hand as he began to move, to get up from the bed. She heard that gruffness of his voice, felt it tickle and trickle along the shell of her ear to tease at her senses. It was such a unique voice, something she had never heard before and she relished listening to it because of the fact it was so unique. She rolled over once he left the bed, pulling the blankets up to hold in his warmth and the way he smelled. She didn’t know how he did it, but somehow just before she dropped of to sleep she had gotten the most delicious whiff of a scent from him that danced along her nerves delightfully. She couldn’t really put her finger on it, but…He just smelled good to her. She couldn’t say that she had ever encountered that before, in her time the world was overcome with perfumes both natural and artificial and none of them had ever really tickled her fancy. You though, lord, she could get addicted to the smell of your skin and the sound of your voice all too easily. She was already feeling as weak as a kitten, sitting there in the sun with your arms around her and making her feel like she was actually worth something, like she was special. Seeing that wonderful back though, she devoured the vision there while she could and get away with it. That damn blush on her cheeks was going to get her caught though, she could feel it burning there as those unique jade colored eyes took in all there was to see. She smiled softly, her reply was laced with a touch of self-depreciating humor and a good dollop of truth.*
”This is luxury compared to what I have slept in before. I once had to sleep in a sea trunk for several months, and I know I am not very tall, but even for me that is a tight fit. Besides…”
*She paused, and bit off the last bit she was going to say, shaking her head at herself with a firm reprimand to keep some things firmly behind her own teeth and silent. Not like she could talk anyway with that view.. That flush spread up her neck to set her cheeks on fire as she was torn between looking away and staring at that wonderful ass for all it was worth. Unable to make up her mind she found herself having the hick-ups, but not quite the ones most people thought. They were sweet adorable little squeaks, not really high pitched, more like the sound a kitten makes rather than a human. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, that blush spreading to the roots of her hair as she buried her face in the blankets. GOOD GOOGLE damn that give away! She heard that question about the coffee and saw her get out of jail card and sprung for it with both hands.*
”Um… How about I go grab us some? It’s not the best stuff in the world but it’s still really good. I can brew some for us in no time and bring up the percolator with some cream and sugar… I’ll bring up some breakfast too and um…ah…. You go ahead and get dressed and then we can head out if you want to…”

(01:08:06 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..his brows furrowed .. a slight confused frown settled there upon his features- .. a sea trunk?..someone put you in a trunk?... he was having trouble understand why someone would ever have a need for that?.. putting someone away like that.. unless of course they were a prisoner.. but even then there were always better places..he lightly shook his head.. turning his attentions back to the inside of the room proper.. he felt pretty good really.. there appeared to be no residual effects of the poison.. he wasn’t feeling groggy or unwell.. just sore.. he moved across the small dimly lit room.. reaching to peel back the thick fabric that was upon the window.. the roon suddenly flooding with the bright sunlight.. and the warmth of it upon his near bared chest was simply glorious.. his head lulled back.. his hands fell to his hips there and he just stood in the window for a moment longer.. though the sounds coming from her caught his attention quite quickly.. it kind of sounded like someone hiccupping.. but it was so very adorably cute.. like tiny little mewls.. he couldn’t help but chuckle.. turning to face her- .. and just why are you hiding away?..mm?.. .. that slightly gruff tone replaced by his usual smooth slightly pitchy voice.. if she remained beneath those covers he would have begun to peel them back..- .. you couldn’t possibly be.. embarrassed could you?.. .. his head tilted.. curiosity evident in those eyes of his- .. no.. I insist.. .. he released the quilt for the moment.. stepping back to get a hold on those slacks of his.. sliding them back up along those muscly legs of his.. inching them over his hips before they would be fastened.. the belt soon following.. his shirt though remained open..- .. It’s the least I could do right?... he lingered a moment.. sliding his feet down into those boots before he stepped out of the room.. deciding it best to not actually wait on the answer from her.. taking matters into his own hands.. he managed to catch a few eyes as he wandered down that long thin corridor.. several of the girls had witnessed just which room he had just exited from.. Oh the rumours that would begin..he weaved in and out of a few of the women that stood gossiping in that narrow area..unable to help himself he’d shoot a few playful winks.. spanking a luscious sweet ass or maybe two..depending on just who took his fancy.. before he took those stairs quickly that would lead him down to the main kitchen .. he of course wouldn’t be granted the access she would have been if she went for the coffee.. so he simply put through an order.. and waited.. drumming his knuckles upon the wooden bars surface.. a short time later that tray would be placed before him.. a coffee pot.. some cream.. a little sugar and two cups.. he offered a thanks and made his way back up those stairs.. once again gaining attention that really wasn’t required.. this time a few asking him just who the coffee was for before he would back his way into her room.. closing the door behind him with his hip.. - .. quite a few people out there.. more than I think I was expecting.. .. his brow rose a little.. listening to the fits of giggles that were happening just outside the door.. he’d cross the room and place the tray down upon one of the smaller tables.. pouring her a cup.. and then one for himself- .. I don’t know how you take it.. so.. do help yourself..

(02:15:10 M)
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh crap. She should have thought about it before she said that bit honestly. Ace was smart, it was part of his attraction honestly, and too smart by half if she were to be honest. She should have known the second those words were out of his mouth that he would ask just why someone would stuff something human in a trunk. She groaned softly and let her head flop into the pillow to muffle the sound. Good Google, how in the world to explain it… She chewed on the side of her tongue, trying to think of a viable reason that would cover the reason why she had been put in that place, but wouldn’t go into the realm of things that he couldn’t really understand… Even if he could though…would she really want to tell him that? She didn’t want him to run off when he found out she was something a little more than human, or perhaps a little less, it all depended on the view.*
”The person that…Well… um…how to put it? He just didn’t think I was worth very much and felt it was…deserving… I’ve had some rather poor luck with men one could say…”
*Please Great Motherboard let him believe it, or at least not probe any deeper. Android or not, injustice and cruelty were still felt regardless of the persons humanity of lack thereof. She didn’t want to explain to him her purpose in life, as it was he already had seen things that defied any real reason or logic even in this place of magic. She just wanted to be a simple human…just an ordinary girl with ordinary desires and needs… She didn’t want to muck up her life with her history because she wanted to make a new one. She could never really forget her past, or what she was, but she wanted to pretend a little bit. To allow herself to dream just for a little while that things were not what they were. When he pulled the curtain back and she got to see him in all that glory bathed in sunlight she was so thoroughly shafted… He looked good in dim light, he looked glorious in the sun… Her mouth went drier than the Sahara dessert and her jaw slipped a bit, causing her lips to part in wordless admiration. Good Gigastick Of Doom…. She felt like someone had just over loaded her servers with seductive data of some sort, a virus that attacked all sorts of pleasure spots within her optical nerves. It was so terribly unfair and so very, very cruel. She could feel pleasure hitting her system like a MAC truck going full speeds with a ton of fireworks en load. The hiccupping just got so much worse seeing that and she buried her face deeper into the blankets, trying to smother the sound but even then her shoulders were shaking softly with it. Seriously, this couldn’t get much worse. So much for being slick and aloof, just looking at his body turned her into some sort of insipid giggling fan girl. Why in the WORLD was she losing her nuts over this? True, she hadn’t ever had anyone to enjoy looking at before, this was a big fat first, but she could at least pretend not to be effected by it. She heard his words and shook her head under the blanket but be damned if she was going to come out of there willingly!! She was blushing so hard she was sure that the blankets were going to bear singe marks, probably burst into flame from that heat. When he pulled it away from her though, whether it was him being so close or the cool air in the room, either way her nipples peaked up instantly into sweetly pointed cupids arrows. That blush just seemed to get worse as the hiccups got louder. Those curiously colored eyes looked up into his own, searching, curious as well. She hoped that the blush on her cheeks would be enough to keep him from seeing the kindling of desire in those jade green depths.*
N-no! I-I’m not embara-rased Ace. J-just g-g-give me a moment and the-they’ll go away, H-h-honest…”
*When that blanket return she pulled it over her head again as those damn hiccups wouldn’t go away for the love of Google or Money. She heard rustling and peeked out of a little cave opening she made just to see him putting those pants on. DAMMIT! She groaned, the hiccups getting worse, not better. She could just shoot herself right now, just go out to the ocean and sink down to the bottom and deactivate when her batteries ran out. This was just humiliating. When he offered to go, she couldn’t really fight him on that, right now anything to get him out of her sight was going to be a help. Even with just that strip of flesh she saw from his open shirt was giving her the fits. Once he was gone she literally bounded from the bed to the window to throw it wide open in hopes to cook her cheeks as she desperately sucked in air she really didn’t need to survive. She stood there, her hair falling about her shoulders and down her back in that sleep tousled style as she hung her head out, groaning in misery. She was NEVER going to live this down for the rest of her existence. She regretted shutting down and removing some of her emotional control programs and such, because having those right now would be pretty freaking nifty. At least she wouldn’t be making a complete ass out of herself. She sighed, the hiccups fading away rather quickly once the cause of them was out of the room. The cool almost spring air was helping to take the sting out of her cheeks as well, cooling her down considerably. It was then that she heard a few words carry through her door, thin little thing that it was didn’t do much to stop words from coming through. What she did hear, the snippets here and there, made the blush come right back in full force. If only it had happened, the things being whispered, she might feel a little justified… Only nothing had, and nothing probably would. She slid her arms out and crossed them in that little sill, resting her chin on them and closing her eyes. In for a dime, in for a dollar as the saying went. This wasn’t going to calm down any time soon and if anything, the girls would keep it running for a minute. She was the odd duck, the silent girl who kept to herself and never did anything bad. The girl who turned down advances from several men at the club, wealthy patrons all of them. When she had gotten asked by one of the girls as to why, she had told the truth. She was a virgin and was simply not interested in men, and wouldn’t be for probably the rest of her life. This right here…they would be circulating between whether or not she had been lying, or if she had just lost her virtue to a man with the peculiar voice. Good Google this was going to be a tricky next few weeks of work. She could only hope the crud would die down sooner rather than later so she could settle herself down into a routine that would make her happy.

(02:15:27 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: Maybe not fulfilled as a woman, perhaps even a little lonely, but still happy. She turned her head to see him come in, and sure enough that shirt was still hanging open, causing her to force her eyes away and look outside at the wall in front of her. She didn’t know if it was his pectorals or his abs…or both, but something about that chest of his did funny things to her insides. Listening to his words she groaned softly. How many people were out there, was it the how crew? If so, she might just be better off looking for employment somewhere else because the rumor mill here was probably just made from bad to much worse. Hearing those giggles though ticked her off a mite. It was bad enough she was going to be the butt of several conversations and rumors, but at LEAST have the courtesy to keep it out of earshot. She marched over to that door with those green eyes blazing, swinging it open so suddenly it would startle.*
”If You all are going to stand around like a bunch of statues, at least have the courtesy to keep from taking so loud that I have to hear you in my own room. It’s down right tacky.”
*Her words were polite at least, though she had several other things she wanted to say so bad her tongue might as well be bleeding from biting back those words. She had to live with these women for Google knew how long and she didn’t want any enemies. She just wanted a little common respect. She moved back to the table and saw he had poured her a cup.*
”Thank you… I want to apologize for the gaggle of geese out there… They’re good people, just…very bored…Hopefully they’ll shut it and move about doing what they need to do instead of standing outside my door…”
*She poured some cream into her coffee then, turning it a dark khaki color and adding two spoons of sugar to the cup and giving it a few stirs. She then pressed the lip of the cup to her own, taking a drink and feeling the heat slide down her throat, a soft groan of pleasure passing her lips as her eyes closed in bliss. She truly did love coffee, really and truly. She moved to stand by the window, letting the air cool her still blushing cheeks. He didn’t ask, but it was better to say it and spare herself the question that would come up.*
”I get teased a bit here… I am the only girl who hasn’t taken a lover that I know of despite the fact I have been here a little over a week now. I’ve had a couple offers but I never was really interested in them. The fact that you are in my room and obviously spent the night will have some tongues waggling for a while about losing my virginity to you. Or so they would assume anyways. Half of them will wonder if I am mad for not saving it for some titled lord and getting a pretty penny for it. The other half will wonder if I ever was a virgin. So it happens when you have a house full of women, they all do nothing but gossip and always in the worse ways… So… I’m sorry again, it really isn’t your fault.”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he glanced around the small room finding a stool to sit down upon, his attention lifting when she more or less stormed for the door.. peeking out and giving such a stern yet perfectly polite speech.. this little action in itself was quite amusing really and it was the most cheek he had really seen in her since they had met the night before.. he dropped a spoonful of sugar into the cup.. giving it a small stir before placing it side.. he gave a shake of his head.. a quiet chuckle sounded soon after- .. really.. it’s not important.. don’t worry your pretty little head over it.. .. he settled back in that seat a little.. taking a drink of that sweet caffeine nectar,..it felt like pure heaven as it slid down the length of his throat.. warming his senses- ..I don’t normally like to.. toot my own horn.. so to speak.. .. lies.. of course he did.. he loved nothing more than speaking about himself!- .. they’re just jealous you had someone to keep you warm is all.. they don’t need to know the ins and outs of what occurred.. let them speak.... he shot her a wink- ..What is it I heard someone say.. .. his free hand rose then.. scratching lightly against the growth there upon his chin- .. Great minds discuss ideas.. .. he placed his cup down- .. average minds discuss events.. .. his hands came back down to rest there upon his lap- .. small minds however.. .. and he motioned to the giggling outside the door- .. discuss people.. so really.. don’t give it another thought.. I’m not going to.. .. he watched her as she poured the cream into the coffee.. the sugar.. two spoonfuls at that.. she had a sweet tooth.. certainly very interesting and he placed that information down somewhere where he could retrieve it later.. his right leg lifted.. crossing midway across it’s opposite knee.. he watched her as she moved toward the opened window.. the sunlight doing well to caress those captivating blonde curls.. there was something about her.. something that certainly peaked his interest.. she was a beauty.. there was no denying that.. she was young.. everything on that pert little body of hers was in the right place.. he had been lucky enough to get quite an eyeful the night before.. she could sing.. she had the voice of an angel.. such talent there.. he blinked then.. having caught himself staring at her figure.. her silhouette in the window.. he blinked again and reached for his cup.. she began to talk further.. about how she was teased and taunted.. that she was the only girl to have not taken a lover.. well that wasn’t so unusual.. though her continuing comments.. the mere moment he mentioned her virginity he literally choked on his coffee.. Oh for the love of St Peter.. she was a virgin?..his eyes widened a little and he coughed quite a few times.. having to stand from his seat.. his cup circled its saucer as it was placed down with haste..- ..uh.. no.. .. his hand rose as he reached around to scratch against the back of his head- .. no.. really it’s not necessary that you apologise.. .. he shifted his weight from the toes of his boots to his heels.. before he moved toward her.. slowly closing the gap that had formed from when she moved toward the window proper- .. sorry.. that reaction was not.... he shook his head..- . subtle was it.. I just didn’t expect.. .. his brows furrowed.. he frowned slightly.. trying to choose his words very, very carefully- .. You can’t stay here if you are being teased.. that’s not fair.. .. he shoved his hands down into his pockets- .. I do have a room.. it’s not mine.. it’s a spare you’re welcome to it.. It’s a damn sight better than this one.. .. he glanced around those dank little quarters once more.. disgusted really that the owner could even house people in here.. animals wouldn’t be comfortable..the whores had better accommodations.. and she was a star in the making!- ..as for the rest.. .. he was of course referring to her virginity- ..it’s not important.. least not to me.. what you choose to do.. or not choose to do with your life is your business.. .. he had wanted Quinns virginity.. that was a definite and when he figured that was off the table he was crushed.. Damn Christoph.. Damn him and his god forsaken luck.. had he of only been here a day or two before.. for Quinn though the need.. that desire was more.. primal.. more of a lust issue.. he had lusted after her for a good solid year when she was in that house with him.. Trinity however.. this was different.. he felt different about this creature before him.. this golden haired woman.. she had helped him when she certainly did not have to.. she chose to.. she chose to take him to her room to protect him from the earthy elements.. and whatever else was out to get him.. she managed to withdraw that poison.. however she did it.. something he would add to that list of questions.. was there a respect growing? A fucking respect?.. Oh my god.. he was groaning inwardly.. though his outward features didn’t change.. he felt like kicking his own ass right then and there.. was he actually beginning to care?.. had hell frozen over?.. - ..wether or not that virginity is an issue for you.. why should anyone else care?.. are they really that bored?.... his hand came down to fall upon her shoulder.. fingers curling inward to clutch- .. you either are.. or you aren’t.. nothing to apologise about.. I think of them like a pack of hens.. all skittering around amongst themselves for a time until someone throws them a few scraps and they go completely nuts.. Perhaps I should go streak down the corridor.. would give them something else to talk about.. hmmm?.... he stepped in behind her.. his arms soon settled down there upon the gentle curves of her hips.. before they’d snake around her.. his chin coming down upon the top of her head- .. don’t let them in.. just remember.. .. he reached up to slide a few curls behind her ear.. whispering then close- .. Don’t worry about those who talk behind your back, afterall.. They’re behind you for a reason

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had quite the temper when someone managed to flick a switch that bothered her. She always hated rumor mongers and drama queens, something about them just settled beneath her skin and flicked at her nerves something fierce. It didn’t even have to be her they were talking about, just rumors and gossip in general just really, REALLY peeved her off. The only reason she was being as civil as she was with them was because she had to live here, had to work here with these same women and the last thing she wanted was a down right war. She was the new girl, didn’t matter how she was by nature or anything else for that matter, she was new and didn’t have much right to anything. She had yet to really put in her dues, despite the fact that she had the best voice out of the lot of them. Respect was earned in any field, from art to farm work a person was only respected when they had put in the time, blood, sweat, and tears. She chewed on the side of her tongue, shaking her head as she spoke softly.*
”It’s just that I hate gossipy bitches like that, if you pardon my French… Drama and rumors and gossip, all of it. I can’t stomach people who can’t think of anything better to do than make someone else’s life complicated.”
*It was just that, the fact that those people had nothing better to do with their time than just be a bunch of catty old cows. They had their freedom their whole life, they never had to wonder if their thoughts were their own or a program, or if they had a soul. She had never had a drop of what they were born with until recently, and it had almost been at the cost of her life to do so. The fact people would abuse those wonderful freedoms, those amazing privileges with nothing more than back stabbing was just disgusting. It literally made her stomach churn into knots. She listened as he spoke though, noticing the silence outside the hall now. Thank God. She didn’t think they were all gone, no, she was sure one or two was going to try to eavesdrop, but at least she didn’t hear them talking anymore. One less thing to worry about at least, but that in and of itself was another problem. Without that diversion she knew her mind was going to wander back to those wonderful little images of his body in that sunlight. She tuned to look at him as he spoke, her arms crossing over her middle as she tried to hold her thoughts inside where they couldn’t create any effect. A slight smile crossed her lips, tilting up at the corners when you talked about tooting your own horn. She would have loved to lay in bed, no…She would have loved to be anywhere near you and just listen to you speak, stealing those little moments of happiness like a Raven steals shiny things to line their nest. These were little treasures to her and she was storing them inside herself, hoarding them in a special place to run them back again in her mind.*
”Shame you don’t like to toot your own horn… I like hearing you talk… your voice is like nothing else I have ever heard before. It’s… hard to describe but… it’s very pleasurable to listen to… As to minds…well then I wonder what that makes me, since I would love to talk about you? Or… Even just talking to you about anything…”
*She shook her head with a soft laugh, really, she was being so utterly stupid right now when she was so calm and collected usually. She wanted to blame it on that naked skin but it was worse than that and she knew it too, despite all intents and purposes to the contrary. On it’s most primal level, right on down to basic human nature, she wanted you. She took another drink of that coffee, a soft sigh passing her lips.*
”You’ll have to forgive me for seeming like such an insipid school girl, I fear my wits are just a shade on the blunted side this early, and my tongue is a little too loose in my mouth… I promise give me another hour…or perhaps another cup of coffee and I’ll be back to my normal self.”
*Suuuuure, slick cover there Trinity… As if. She herself was groaning internally though hers was from several causes, not just the fact that she was no where near that cool, collected blond you had met the night before. This was who she truly was though, a girl with a tender heart but fierce in her beliefs. Perhaps too much compassion for her own wellbeing, and honest to a fault.. She ran her fingers through her hair as the air brushed along her cheeks that were still a soft peach color, setting those curls to flashing gold lights as the strands caught those beams. Somewhere not too far off she could hear a bird singing, a smile crossing her fingers as she listened to the simple music of nature. She was about to take another drink of her coffee between words when she heard him choke on his coffee. Oh Gigastick… She figured it would come out in the woodwork of his 20 questions and she would rather approach it on her own standing rather than have the question pop up out of the blue when she wasn’t prepared to handle it. She kept her face out that window then, trying to cool her cheeks. What she wouldn’t do for a chunk of ice to run over her skin, it was almost painful, just how much she was blushing. For now she just had the breeze though and it wasn’t doing nearly as good as she had hoped. She drew that pathetically thin robe closer about herself, trying to give herself a bit more cover and keep her mind off of thoughts that were much better off remaining inside her own head. There was a certain note in her voice, like she was smiling though there was no such thing on her lips. That and an understanding that would let him know more than his words, that she knew what he meant.*

(04:30:04 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
: Ace).*
”It’s alright… I know how I am shaped, I’ve had this body my whole life after all… I was fashioned for loving…No… Lust would be more correct… I was made for pleasure, to be responsive to every touch and give every drop I have in me to whoever chooses me. I know with…how I look it really doesn’t seem possible that I am a virgin, and I can’t blame a person who doubts it… But I plan on remaining that way until I am chosen, no matter how unpopular it might seem….”
*He offered her a room once more, a place away from here, away from the rumors that this had started and would bite at her heels for who knew how long. It would be a mite uncomfortable, a little irritable, but it was nothing she couldn’t live with. After all, something new would come along, some shiny new thing to take their interest and the gossips would leave her alone. If she left now, ran over to his place with him, it would just inflame the rumors and working would become a trial. Despite the rumor mill that most female run places were, she loved singing. She adored it, loved loosing herself in that world of sound and melody, and feeling like she was flying… No…if she went with you…She would lose it all, her freedom, her music… It was a sweetly baited promise, and a big part of her wanted to go so very badly, just because of who offered it… Ace was a danger to her, a poison that was so seductively wrapped that she wanted to take it all, hook, line, and sinker. Like venom inside dark chocolate, she would devour it like a glutton, only to die because of it. She felt his fingers land softly on her shoulder, those long digits resting on her clavicle, making her shiver and catch her breath, closing her eyes against the onslaught that rose inside her. Oh for a bucket of ice water to douse those flames, it would make things so much easier.*
”Ace… Thank you for the room, but no… I know that it doesn’t make sense to stay when what you offer is easily better than this… You’re just too tempting… Even now, just that slip of skin that I can see between your shirt… It’s like a fire and I know I am going to get burned if I get too close to it… Being around you right now is a struggle, just looking at you does things to me that don’t bear mentioning, and being around you as much as I would be if we lived in the same place… No… I’d lose myself to you entirely and throw all my dreams on the fire of passion that might last a week or two before you tire of me. You’re not a one woman man, Ace… and if I am going to give up everything, it would have to be for that. You’re tempting…your offer is tempting…but I have steel in me…enough to know that some things…are worth suffering for.”
*Her fingers rose to rest, to slide along his hand, to rest over it lightly before settling to hold it within her own warm, delicate grip. She tilted her head up some, sending those curls to fall over your hand, to twine about your arm as she looked up to the sky.*
”As for my virginity… As silly as it seems considering the fact we are both rather worldly, I want to give it to someone who… might come to care for me. Who will value me for who I am, not for what I can give them… I want to know that sort of a special bond… I don’t know what love is, Ace…but I would like to find out some day…and until then, my virginity stays as it is, intact and waiting. Even if no one else believes it, and I can’t blame them because I don’t look like a virgin, it doesn’t really matter. I just hate gossip with a passion….”
*When he mentioned streaking down the hall naked she could just imagine how he would look in all his natural glory… And as soon as she did she started hiccupping again, groaning as she struggled to get them under control.*
”D-d-dammit A-ace! P-please sto-op do-do-doing that! I c-c-can’t even THINK a-a-a-bout you ne-ne-naked without getting the h-h-hi-hi- DAMMIT! Y-y-you damn t-t-tease!”
* It might take a few moments, but she got herself in handi n faster order than before, but her cheeks were once again on fire. She was just starting to settle down when he touched her. She felt his fingers skim down her slides, dipping into that tiny curved waist before wrapping around her. Her heart started doing these odd little summersaults in her chest, halting the breath in her lungs while lust ran over her life fire to pool in her core. She melted against him, molding her soft curves to his hard planes, her head resting against his shoulder as he rested his chin on her head. Just the softest, sweetest little moan passed her lips as she closed her eyes, giving into the sensations. That whisper by her ear had her nipples hard as diamonds all over again, creating little points through her robe as she felt the room spin around her. Good God…. You were too tempting… Even with knowing all she had at stake, she wanted him so badly it was starting to hurt, to build up that heated pressure at her center. Her fingers slid down to move over yours, everything about the moment so sexually charged it made her feel like she was going to fly out of her skin. Her voice was barely above a whisper when she spoke, lust thickening those musical notes into a sultry purr.*
”I am not worried about those who talk behind my back, words are wind… What I worry about is the man behind me… Even something as simple as this… It brings me pleasure I’ve never known before, but because of that pleasure I know you are the most dangerous of all Ace… I tell you true when I say I want you… But I can’t have you without losing so much more… Can I trust you Ace? To not take my dreams from me? As dangerous as you are for me, I don’t want you to go either… You make me feel alive… Down to my fingertips I feel as if I have light inside my veins… When you go, you’ll take that with you… It’s dangerous for me to be around you…but terribly boring without you… I want to draw you in with one hand but push you away with the other. Why worry about other people, when I have a battle inside me that is far more complex and dangerous?”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..Oh she was truly a precious little gem wasn’t she? Telling him she actually liked it when he ‘tooted his own horn’.. that she enjoyed listening to him speak.. well that certainly propped up the ego a little bit more than it would have been normally.. he offered her a light dismissive wave when she apologised for being an ‘insipid school girl’.. he thought nothing of the sort.. he simply figured she was growing flustered with the unwanted attention she appeared to be getting.. the women outside the door were becoming a bit on the rambunctious side.. it wasn’t bothering him really.. what it was they were saying out there.. what did bother him was how much it seemed to affect her.. one moment she was saying it didn’t bother her.. but in the next breath she was clearly having trouble dealing with it all.. her next little series of words and phrases caused him pause.. caused a somewhat surprised look to settle there upon his face.. before his brows would furrow.. - ..I am quite sure I do not understand?.... he questioned- .. you are ‘fashioned’ for lust?.... a singular brow soon rose- .. you were ‘made’ for pleasure?..do.. explain?.... his head slightly inclined as he reached a few fingers back through his thick locks.. sure..she was hot he understood that much and as was his earlier thought process she certainly had all the right ‘goods’ in her pantry so to speak.. but to say she was built for lust.. for pleasure.. to be responsive.. what?!.. just.. he was lost really.. trying to come to an answer on his own.. trying to work the words around within his mind and come to his own conclusion.. but.. it made literally no sense what so ever- .. You plan on remaining this way until you are chosen? What do you mean.. chosen?... he reached for his coffee once more.. raising it to his lips as he downed the remainder.. feeling that sweet liquid hitting the back of his throat- .. You are perhaps promised to someone? An arranged marriage?.. a purchased slave? One yet to be sold?.. I could sit here and come up with plenty more examples if I tried.. but.. I would much rather hear it from you Trinity.. Whatever the answer is.. the way you just spoke it doesn’t bode well.. you certainly didn’t seem terribly happy about it.. .. his offer was indeed on the table.. the room in the house he currently resided in, there within the city limits.. - .. Look.. It’s simply an offer for a room.. within a house that I currently reside in.. take it or leave it.. really the choice is yours.. no pressure.. no harm.. .. he gave a light shrug of her shoulders.. he didn’t ignore her words.. of how she was feeling.. of how his appearance.. how his opened shirt was effecting her.. - .. you don’t have to give up anything.. everything you have.. is yours to do with.. .. he motioned to her - .. whatever you so desire.. whenever you so desire.. no one Owns you Trinity.. .. his brows furrowed.. having trouble believing he was even having to say those very words.. he had shifted then and settled in behind her.. his arms.. his embrace warm as he pressed up against her back.. he felt her melting in against him.. his body easily forming.. she was deliciously soft.. and sweetly scented.. - .. That jewel which you hold is much like every other gift you own.. yours to give when you want to.. and to whomever you want to.. I can’t tell you what love is.. I don’t think I really know myself.. .. his fingers flexed outward.. palms pressing there upon the small rounds of her hips.. feeling the thin fabric of her robe.. light.. delicate.. somewhat innocent caresses.. Ah! And there were those hiccups again.. Oh and she was having such a terrible time with them.. her words were all stuttered and broken.. she would have been able to feel his chest trembling as he began to laugh..- ..Oh dear that is just precious.. .. his laughter continued though slowed considerably as he certainly didn’t want her to be further embarrassed- .. I wont breathe another word about . his chin lowered a little till his lips were directly in line with the perfect little shell of her right ear- .. being naked.. .. his voice lowered to little more than a whisper- .. shirtless.. .. his fingers curled inward a little.. gaining a handful of that smooth silken fabric of her robe.. whilst his free hand rose.. sliding a finger up the length of her back.. following along her spine.. till it reached her shoulders.. he’d pull her hair aside.. letting it tumble over her opposite shoulder.. his lips then would press to then to that luscious curve where her shoulders met the swan like curves of her neck- ..I wouldn’t want to taunt.. to tease you any further.. it would make you terribly uncomfortable.. and we simply can’t have that.. .. another kiss.. just light up along the left side of her neck.. - .. though.. those quiet little hiccups are awfully cute .. they are honest.. they are your bodies and minds betrayal.. when someone tries in earnest to cloak their emotions.. their body.. and their mind gang up on them and they simply can’t hold back.. .. a feather light kiss pressed just beneath her ear.. he heard her words.. asking of trust.. - .. It’s odd really.. asking someone if you can trust them.. .. his voice would return to its usual slightly pitchy tone as his chin came back to rest atop her head- .. Can you trust the person enough to answer honestly?.. I’m not a.. .. he mused a moment on the right words for the situation- .. good and honourable man Trinity, not by any means..I won’t lie to you and tell you things that I know full well I will not be able to offer.. I don’t know what my future holds.. as you yourself also don’t.. I guess it all comes down to taking a chance.. .. his free hand slid back down to snake back around her.. settling upon her opposite hip- .. Are you a gambling woman Trinity?.. will you take the chance?.... he whispered.. fingers having worked their way up along her tiny little waist.. thumbs wrapping the thin tie that was holding that robe closed.. not yanking it open.. not pulling it either.. it wouldn’t take much for that flimsy tie to simply fall away.. - .. Shall we dance Trinity?

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
: Ace1)*If she were to be one hundred percent honest, it was less the girls outside that were getting under her skin… It was Ace himself, the closeness to him right now that was making her brain skitter and skip about between fantasies and reality. It had been at least four years since she had been activated as a lover, since she had lain with a man who wanted her in that carnal way. He had been an older man as well, into his sixties and had made his fortune off of electronics and android sales like her. He had used her perhaps five or six times during their entire time together, and it had been more geared towards oral rather than the actual act itself. The man had honestly left her to her own devices for the rest of the time. She had a specialty build android sleeper cell in his apartment that she had lain in for a majority of their time together so at least she wasn’t locked up in some closet or in a chest like she had before. She had used her down time well too, removing bits of her programming that were all related to emotional and mental control. It was part of the reason she was getting decommissioned and broken down for parts, because she had proven she was an unstable unit. Unstable wasn’t the word for it though, they simply termed it that because they didn’t ever want to admit to the fact that she had become a self-aware individual. She was no longer bound by their self-imposed law, she could do and say as she felt now and that was a dangerous thing in something like her. No matter how good her programming was, no matter what her resale value was, she had become a danger to her company, and to man-kind in their eyes and needed to be destroyed. She was watching him out of the corner of her eye, taking in all that she saw there like some kind of a naughty peeping tom. Or…at least she felt like one. She saw the surprise there at her words and her own brows furrowed in thought. She knew it was confusing, but she didn’t know how to be anything else but honest with him, and she was doing her best to be as clear as she could without straying into the world of techno-speak. She pulled that full lower lip in between her teeth, bringing more attention to that perfect little cupids bow of her upper one. She took a deep breath through her nose, letting it out in a soft sigh as she tried to put the truth into words.*
”We are commencing our game of twenty questions then? I will answer all yours firs then because my answers will probably take a bit more to explain than yours will.”
*Her shoulders slumped just slightly as she shifted her weight from one delicate foot to the other, chewing on the side of her tongue before she responded.*
”I can tell you that it is exactly what it sounds like… Nature gave me this body, but man added to it… Every swell and dip of my frame is made to make a man want me sexually, carnally… When a man imagines the body of a woman he would wish to make love to, my form is typically the one men idealize. I am small, petit in size and frame, a delicate little thing. I have an hour glass figure with a small slender waist and full hips with a venus di milo bum and reasonably sized breasts… I look like the perfect lover, everything about me inspires the opposite sex to imagine me without my clothes on, and when they are off, to match that imagery. This all nature gave me, every drop of my physical allure I was born with… But Man decided nature was not perfect enough. I was trained to be the perfect lover, Ace…”
*She paused, shaking her head as she tried to explain something quite technologically advanced into terms that Ace could understand. It was a bit of a struggle because she had to break everything down into smaller components, and strip those down to the bare bones of it.*
”Man messed with my head, broke me down and made me into what they thought was perfection. It is like being brainwashed, I was trained to be the perfect lover. There are a thousand and one things that I can do to a man in bed, every reaction, every movement geared not for my own pleasure or responses, but to bring a man closer to nirvana. Whatever a man wanted me to become in bed, I became so easily, like your wildest dream given substance. I’m…not as bad as I once was… I have broken free of much of the control that used to be over me, I can choose my own reactions now, choose who I want to be with… At least within certain margins. Certain things I still can’t break free of, things too deeply rooted in my mind that I can’t escape… I have broken the chains that once held me captive, but the shackles are still about my wrists and ankles, a constant reminder to me that though I am free of the chains, I am not free of the program…”
* She herself finished off her coffee, savoring the last dregs of it, that slightly acidic aftertaste that spread over her tongue. She listened and thought of how to explain about her and the program that still held her in it’s grasp despite the freedoms she had. Being chosen… It was a bit romantic, her reasoning, but she didn’t really thing it was such a bad thing to feel, to believe… To want someone to want her… Wasn’t that what everyone wanted?*
”Until I am chosen, yes… I want to find someone who can love me, who will love me with their whole heart. I want someone who will see me for more than my appearance, who will protect and understand me… Who will want to be around me, as much as I will want to be around them. To understand how much I want to be free, but to be grounded beside them at the same time… I want my fairytale story… My knight in shining armor, my prince charming to come and sweep me off my feet… You’re right…on your choice of words. A Purchased slave would be the best way to put what I am… I have been a slave my whole life Ace, bound to the servitude of men and their lusts, their desires, their wants and needs of my body. When I came here… I was about to be killed, to have my life ended because I had broken the biggest chains that bound me to that life. People…don’t really like it when their toy suddenly has a mind of its own. Here… I am free of the labels that had been put on me. I can live my life how I choose to, I can sing every day to my heart’s content and sleep in if I want to… I can make my own choices… It is why you’re so dangerous Ace... I could easily fall for you and give you the chains that bind me and lose my freedom all at the same time. I haven’t had this temptation for years and it’s a little scary… There is something about you that I am drawn to, almost irresistibly so for some reason

(11:40:32 M)
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
: Ace2). And this is just seeing you as you are, listening to you speak, watching the quick way your mind works… The attraction is alluring, and that is the only thing that is saving me right now. I feel this attraction deep down in my bones and it’s a sudden, violent thing that gives me the strength to resist as best I can… Living around you would only make it worse… I’d have nothing to fight the temptation with but my own will and I can see that being eroded all too easily for my own wellbeing.”
*It was true too, she would give herself about a month or so, maybe a little longer before she would fall into bed like a ripe peach. Her body would betray her, her own desire and lust would goad her into that act, and she would lose everything she was trying to build. It would be a beautiful thing in its own right, she could tell that loving you would be amazing, probably earth shattering for her. He would be her own personal drug, she would become addicted to him and never once question herself or seek out her own way in life again. Then he would toss her aside like all men did in time, and she would be forced to try and forget him, forget their time while she struggled to put the world beneath her feet again. When those hiccups hit there was nothing she could do about it, and that devil behind her wasn’t helping! She was already getting a bit weak in the knees from those innocent little caresses he was making on her hips, drugging her senses like some fine opiate. For him to laugh at it though, oh that was terrible! She was about to rebuke him when she felt his breath slide along her ear, making her gasp. Oh then those hands, those wonderfully skilled hands of the devil himself. She could feel the silk robe parting in the front as he pulled the fabric there, revealing one long, shapely leg in it’s part, her cute little toes curling against the wooden floor as she struggled with the sensations she was provoking. The finger up her spine made her whole body break out in goose bumps, a shiver racking her petit frame from head to toe, making her vibrate. She buckled at the kiss on her neck, her eyes sliding closes as she reached back with her on hands to grip that ass through his slacks. She was going to melt into a pile of sensations, every nerve ending in her body was firing a thousand miles a minute and making her feel like she was lit up like a firework. She was whimpering, Google help her, sweet small little kitten like mewls as her fingers tightened, bringing them closer together if that were even possible. It wasn’t fair… The first man she was interested in in this world was a walking god of seduction or something, he made her blood sing and seemed to know every button to push to make her lust for him. She pressed her thighs together firmly, trying to eradicate that ache that was forming, to stem the flow of lust that was pooling far too high in her core for her own wellbeing. She wanted to cry, that edge of lust was so sharp and cutting into her something fierce, and she wanted him badly, oh so badly right now. She could barely speak above a whisper, her voice taking on a hue of lust that complimented her naturally sweet tones like a rainbow compliments the sky right after a storm. *
”Ace…”
*It was barely a whisper, but it cost her so much to say his name in those moments… It was so hard to even talk when his lips had just been at her neck, kissing her in all those sensitive little spots while his hands thumbed the tie about her waist. She wanted to be naked then, to bare herself in all her cream and rose colored glory to him and let him sink himself inside her… No, she wanted a suit of armor, hard and impenetrable to protect herself. She could feel the stress of the moment on her, see the two paths stretching out before her and seeing the rocks along both paths, each one would cut into her flesh regardless. She didn’t want to make the choice, didn’t want to be responsible for what would happen down either path. She wanted to be a coward and run in the opposite direction as fast as she could, to find a path that was nothing but sunflowers and soft dewy grass for her to walk on. She was going to cave in, she knew it, felt it in her Ghost the inevitability of this moment… Today, tomorrow, next week…there would be no escaping this forgone conclusion… But she didn’t… She didn’t want to be hurt… Who wants to give in and be hurt because they didn’t fight for something better… Was he anywhere near under the same stress she was? She pushed herself to talk, the struggle was so much harder than anything else she had ever done before, but it was her last ditch effort…*
”With money I can gamble all night… But I can’t gamble with my heart… The stakes for me are too high, I will lose too much…. I am the one who will lose everything Ace, and you won’t have to even…put down a bet… You’re seducing me, and you’ll take what you want from me and toss me over once you’ve had it… I… I value myself too highly Ace… I am worth so…much more than I single fling… You’ll use me…just like you’ll use another girl later… I might…not know much about you Ace… but I know you’re a master seducer… But… I am not such easy prey as that… I want more…than an hour of blinding white hot pleasure… I want your heart…”
*She had gotten it out, it was in fits and starts, silence between words and phrases, but she had gotten it out despite the fact that it had made her bleed to do so. She had literally bitten down hard enough on her tongue to cut into the flesh, using that stinging pain to focus on because she was spiraling into lust like a dervish. She turned around there in his hold, releasing her grip on his ass to slide them up his arms and wrap them around his neck, resting her head against his heart, to hear if his was beating as wildly as hers was. She had never known she had such courage, or such inner strength to deny what was so sweetly offered before her. Ace would never really know how hard it was for her to turn him down, or the hell it was playing on her body. Her lips pressed to that bare flesh then, her fingers sliding down to slide the fabric off his shoulders and expose more of that gorgeous flesh to her eyes, her lips. She inhaled the scent that was him, that was so captivating despite the fact it was nothing more than the simple scent of him

(11:40:52 M)
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
: Ace3). She couldn’t deny herself a little bit of pleasure though, pressing her lips to his bare skin in hot, feather light kisses, her hair tumbling down about them and tickling his exposed skin with each movement. Her fingers moved in to press on his own hips, her thumbs resting in that Adonis V of his flesh. Her tongue darted out to lick at his nipple, tasting him there on, letting his flavor explode in her mouth as she whimpered softly against his chest. She wanted him, oh there was no denying that, she wanted him right down to her fingertips… Even when he couldn’t promise her anything, she wanted him so badly she ached. She saw the smear of blood she left on his chest when she pulled away just briefly, that red a scarlet mark on his flesh. She knew if she caved in, there would be more blood spilled because it would go far beyond just a few kisses.*
”I want you so bad it hurts Ace… Even knowing you possibly can’t give me what I want, what I dream about… I still want you, down to the tips of my fingers… I would beg you to take the choice from me, to kiss me, love me with your beautiful body until neither of us can move… I want to give it all up to you, be your ardent lover and slave... I want you to take the guilt, the weight of choice from me unto yourself… But I can’t, oh how I want to, but I can’t be that cowardly… I want you to want me as badly as I want you… I want you to be consumed day and night by thoughts of me… To dream of my skin, my hair spread out across your pillow… I want you completely and entirely, every part of you…”
*She looked up into his eyes then, her own doe like and dreamy, soft with desire and lust that made their peculiar color just seem to glow and sparkle. Lust was there in those big, beautiful eyes, in the tremble of her lower lip, in the shaking of her hands as she held you. She was being honest with him, raw and unfiltered. Her word was a question on her lips, giving him the choice, the option in a single syllable… He knew she would go with him if he just bent down and kissed her, she was giving him that choice, that freedom to take the responsibility from her should onto his own.*
”Ace…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he hadn’t actually realised they had begun their 20 questions, but he wasn’t adverse to such starting.. whatever helped the situation become clearer had to be a good thing.. because frankly right now.. things were so damn clouded.. nothing was making any sense.. at least to him anyway.. he listened to her as she tried to explain..that nature had given her that body.. every swell and precious dip.. he couldn’t deny it .. she was right.. that figure was made to gain attention..she had managed to capture his eye when she took to the stage the evening previous.. a small section of her words caught his attention.. she was trained to be the perfect lover? Yet she was still a virgin?.. or at least that’s what she said yes?..did she though? Did she actually say she was one? Or was she a little vague in that department? Oh his head was beginning to hurt from all the confusion.. the fog just kept rolling in.. - .. forgive me.. if I understood this.. incorrectly.. it’s quite a lot of information to.. process.... he paused a moment as if trying to get the words to untangle from his tongue long enough to be spoken- .. You were trained to be the ideal..perfect lover?.. .. his hands rose to come to rest there upon the delicate rounds of her shoulders.. sliding along those curves- .. You have all these.. ‘talents’ in the bedroom.. yet your reactions.. your movements are not really your own?.. they are orchestrated by those that originally owned you?.. .. his brows furrowed.. he exhaled softly.. - .. just what are you Trinity?.... his head inclined..- .. I don’t think I could possibly guess ..well I could try.. but I don’t think I have really dealt with this kind of area before.. perhaps some kind of immortal doll.. .. his fingers reached the back of her neck.. just light touches..- .. built from the ground up.. I.. I really don’t know.. you’re quite the mystery my dear.. like I said last night.. a bag of secrets an enigma.. a riddle..all wrapped up in such a pretty little package.... he leant his chin down a little to press another kiss there to the back of her neck.. her scent was sublime really.. soft notes just enough to weasel their way through his foggy senses- ..Tell me Trinity, make me understand.. .. he questioned- .. Why I would be the one to put you in chains?.. to bind you?.. I’m no ones Master.. or owner.. .. he lightly shook his head..- .. I have no desire to control you.. or anyone for that matter.. .. he allowed those long blonde curls to tumble back into place.. his arms reaching.. hands finding their way there back about the gentle curves of her hips- .. I am no angel.. I would never try to be.. or even appear to be to gain benefit over others.. what you see is what you get with me.. I am a terrible liar.. afterall it takes one with an awesome memory to remember all the stories you are trying to spin.. and I think I have managed to just about smoke my memory into oblivion.. .. Opium had that horrible effect on him.. and he’d certainly done his fair share.. - .. I will tell you however.. that if you are this uncomfortable with me around.. I can go.. you need only say the word and I will be out that door.. .. light touches there as he felt the soft fabric beneath his fingers.. he could feel her bodies responses to his caresses.. the shudder.. the goosebumps flooding every precious inch of her and all from such innocent attention..good lord what would she do if he decided to go those few steps further.. would she just buckle and faint? He certainly did enjoy her bodies responsiveness.. it was quite refreshing really.. so many of the women in this village were trained in the.. ‘old ways’ .. to just lay there and take it.. like a dead fish.. and that’s pretty much as much attention he got from them.. they certainly wouldn’t go out of their way to do anything he actually wanted.. oh but this one.. this little beauty here in his arms had quite a bit of potential.. but there was also the cling factor.. she wanted more.. she wanted the whole shebang.. she wanted the lover.. she wanted the heart ..she wanted the partner..his right hand rose..barest finger tips began to trace up the length of her frame.. over the gentle feminine rise of her stomach.. feeling the weight on the underside of her right breast.. a ghost like touch across an already hardened nipple.. before his palm would come to rest just above her heart.. fingers curling inward just a little - ..listen.. .. he whispered- .. your heart is yours to give or not to give.. that choice.. is yours and yours alone.. no one else can decided that.. and the time it takes for you to make that decision is yet another choice.. you could take a month.. a week.. a day or two.. but the gamble is always there.. for you can never truly know whats going to happen.. .. a quiet exhale- .. I happen to think you have had such harsh luck with men in the past that you seem perhaps a little jaded about the whole idea.. you are trying to predict whats going to happen.. you think you know it all.. .. his hand rose from her throbbing heart then, to brush across the colouring upon her cheek.. down along her jawline- .. and in doing so you are making me sound like quite the bastard indeed.. .. he laughed.. just a little before he gave a shake of his head- .. that I’m only here to get what it is I need.. what it is I want.. to fuck you.. to use that little body of yours till I myself am completely spent.. and then Ill just toss you to the side like a rag doll?.. .. he clucked his tongue then against the roof of his mouth- ..

(20:55:25 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: >.. I find that all a little.. insulting my dear.. afterall.. All I offered was to buy you a dress.. for a moment of your time.. for a private concert.. just you and I and that sublime.. angelic voice of yours.. you were the one that brought me up here.. .. his fingers tapped against her chin.. before they would fall back down to rest upon her hip once more- …you were the one to tell me to undress.. to slide down into that small hard bed with you.. .. his fingers fanned out to hold her back against him.. he did so enjoy the feeling of her forming into him.. against him- .. you were the one who remained naked enough for me to see.. when I do believe you said I would be the one to ‘peek’ in on you when you were dressing.. and you remained naked there upon that bed when I woke in the morning.. until you dived back beneath those covers.. Now.. I am not insinuating anything from any of this.. I am just trying to make you see.. how your words on how you think I am.. are perhaps a little insulting.. .. he felt her shifting then against him.. turning there in his grasp.. his hands released a little so as to allow her to move easily.. his palms soon falling down there upon the rather generous fine curves of her ass.. her arms reaching.. her fingers interlacing just behind his neck.. it would be then that he would look down to her there.. the little creature that she was.. - .. I however would know better than to lie to you.. .. he stepped in that little bit closer.. the gap between their bodies negligent.. pressing flush against one another- .. I can’t promise you my heart.. I.... he hesitated a moment- .. I really don’t know if it’s even a possibility.. I much like you don’t understand it.. I don’t know what it all means.. .. his breath sudden drew inward in response to her lips pressing against his bared chest.. his shirt falling from his shoulders.. crumpling there at his feet when he drew his arms away from her.. this was her time to tease.. to taunt him as he had only just done to her.. turn about was fair play afterall.. her lips were searing hot against his smooth muscled torso.. his wide chest.. his hips moved.. jerked a little when she reached to touch.. to grab onto.. to hold.. he could feel her soft fingers.. his own arm rose then.. along her back.. till he managed to gain a handful of those blonde curls there just at the back of her head.. a forced breath sounded.. through gritted down teeth when she teased her slick wet tongue across his nipple.. his head rocked back.. lids closing over.. oh she was indeed quite right with her earlier words.. she knew just where to touch and just what to do.. that thick fog within his mind was certainly not going anywhere anytime soon.. her kisses soon drew back.. those lips leaving his already quite heated skin.. he’d notice the bloodied smear.. then figuring it was her lip that has caused it.. a slight frown would settle and he’s reach across to brush his thumb across her chin.. taking that little scarlet trickle with it.. again she asked of him to kiss her.. to ‘take all her choices away’.. his grey gaze lingered there upon hers.. and silence would fall upon the pair.. his hands soon rose..he moved to cradle her cheeks.. to hold and caress that sweet face of hers and all its beautiful features.. he leant down a little.. his forehead coming into line with hers.. till they were in essence face to face.. he could have done it just then.. he could have just dived in and claimed those lips and her in turn.. but instead he lifted once more and pressed his lips to her forehead- .. I can’t Trinity.. I.. just can’t.. .. he gave a light shaking of his head- .a kiss is not just a kiss.. .. he paused- .. at least.. not to me.. to others perhaps.. and I don’t do it out of habit.. I don’t do it just because I can.. it’s different.. it’s something.. well.. perhaps the last thing I have true control over.. .. he nodded hoping she understood what he was trying to say- .. I don’t kiss.. .. he motioned toward her full lips.. her heated mouth- .. on the mouth.. I haven’t for a very very long time.... it might be a touch on the sappy side really.. but it meant so much more to him to kiss another person than it did to simply fuck them.. . look.. you want so much more than.. I think I can offer you.. .. he exhaled.. looking down to her once more.. - .. I don’t know.. I really don’t.. It’s taking all that I am to not drop you right here Trinity and just take out each and every frustration I current hold on that body of yours.. believe me.. .. he exhaled a rather rough mildly shuddered breath- .. it’s taking All of my energy right now.. you deserve better.. you deserve more.. much more than me.. ..he swallowed down in effort to remove the lump that had formed in his throat- .. I think it best I go.. for the moment.. until you have had time to .. think things through..


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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh she was very, very vague there on the matter of her previous lovers. How could she explain that her body healed itself to such an extent that even her hymen was repaired with each new lover she was booted up by? What man didn’t want to have a virgin on their first night, it was that primal thing about a man being the first on that mountain. No one had given a thought to the fact that she would be forced to endure the stinging pain of it being ripped from her each time, or the fact that many of her lovers hadn’t cared to even try to make it enjoyable for her, or at least ease the pain. When she heard that confusion in his voice… There was no way to explain it apparently, none that could satisfy his curiosity or be put forward in a way that made sense. She had told him bits of truth but there were too many holes in between them for Ace to truly understand the whole picture. It wasn’t as if she had any right to keep him… and she already felt in her Ghost he was going to vanish from her at some point, they always did. Isn’t the swift cut the kindest? Dragging it out and giving him these little pieces wasn’t helping him at all, and if anything, it was making the waters of their conversation even more muddled and mucked up than they already were. When you asked if she was an immortal doll, it was pretty close and she decided to use that to inform him, as a method he could understand.*
”A doll is…exactly what I am. You know how a little pocket watch works, correct? You take off the glass, the face of the watch and what do you have beneath it? Springs and Cogs and screws, bits of metal and organic material that runs on an internal spring… I am the same. I was born at some time, I know…But I have no memory of it. I can not remember having a childhood Ace, or growing up to the age I am now… I do not even know how old I am, when my birthday is… I do not even remember my own name. If you take of my skin, you will find metal there, thin webbings of silver and gold like a spider web. If you go past the muscles, deeper down to the bone, you will find even that is not as it should be. Each bone in my body is housed in a metal casing, full of things that aren’t from here… What I am Ace, what I truly am when you take away everything that I could be… Is a Love Doll. My name is Trinity Trillian, and I belong to a very selective group of things called Androids… I am a Bio-Organic class… Which means I am more human than not, more organic than metal. This body was dead at one time. *
*She lifted her hand to run it over her flawless flesh, that cream colored skin that housed things that she was ashamed of, to rest over a heart that was very human in nature, but stronger than a normal humans would be due to the need to pump fluids thicker than blood through her system, to keep her internal pressure perfect.*
It was laid out on a table in a cold, dark room while men in white coats opened up the body of a human… and created me. I existed for the sole purpose of pleasure, to be bought and sold by men to satisfy their carnal desires. I exist for sex… It was all I was ever meant to do… I have known men, but each time a new one would buy me, my body resets. I become a virgin again, my body repairing any damage that might have been inflicted on a previous owner. I will never scar, I will never age, I will never know what it is like to need food nor water, to need to breath. I do not need things to survive like humans do…and yet… Yet they made me so that I could find pleasure in things like coffee and dark chocolate, that I could feel the warmth of the sun on my skin and the biting cold of winter… I have no right to want love, I am so much less than human…But it doesn’t stop me from wanting it. You asked me what I am, Ace… I am just a doll… and I am nothing and no one.”
*She shook her head, unable to look him in the eyes now that it was all out, all there on the table so to speak. She felt so raw, so utterly vulnerable that it was painful. She wished she could just cut it off, that emotional rawness, the feeling of shame, or being less than human.*
”If I kiss you Ace… I will belong to you… Once my lips touch yours, my body will take in your essence, everything that is unique to you… It will take that and store it, save it as belonging to my owner. I will exist only to serve you because that is what I was made to do. Anything you would want of me, I would give to you, freely and gladly because my own joy would be to bring you pleasure. You might not do it out of…a twisted desire to make me a servant, but it would happen all the same… I would be with you, forever… Even after your death, I would be there with you, always eternally loyal and pining for you. Don’t you see Ace?... I have dreams of my own too, but I will forever and always be subjected to my nature… I can not have my own dreams, because I was made to be someone else’s. I can not change what I was made to be, strike the shackles from the slave who had only known servitude… They are still a slave Ace… None of us who is made in this role ever truly escape it… Trust me, I’ve tried…”
*And how she had… She had nearly fried her own circuits hacking into bases to try and find a code, a hint, a bit of information about herself. Some way to break her programing and make her free, a code to over ride all those protocols at least and make them so they didn’t control so many parts of her life… A name…a date for her birthday…Her true one… All that searching, all the damage she had endured…and she had found nothing. Nothing that could change this part of her. Was it any wonder she had been scheduled for dismantling? After all, an android who becomes self aware is dangerous, but one who has truly come into the knowledge of themselves and is no longer bound by the rule of three? Such a thing needed to be destroyed. She heard him talk about the Opium… Was that part of what she had received into herself? It would explain how she had been extraordinarily tired afterwards, but it didn’t explain the other thing she had found either… She wondered what Ace would do if she told him about that part of himself that she knew about, if only to describe the texture of it as she had skimmed over it. Would he understand the risk? The fact that, had she not been as delicate and precise as she was, she would have been destroyed? That thing inside him could kill her instantly if she probed too deep, like the perfect virus that ate through every attempt to block it and destroyed the very core. She had almost been fried from that light skim she had done, had been given quite a nasty shock by it.

(22:58:03 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: . Her thoughts were shaken from that as his hand moved from her hip to glide along her stomach and father up, to come beneath her breast that nearly drove her mad. She sucked in a sudden breath, biting back any other sound she might make, feeling her core ready to shatter into a thousand pieces. The raunchy song dew on the lily was pretty apt for her right now, the slickness she felt gathering more than enough of a sign to her that she was more than just a little aroused. Thank Google for that robe, no matter how thin it was, at least it hid the fact she was more than wet for him. That palm, lighter than a feather as it whispered across her nipple ripped sound from her, made her whimper pathetically. How could he ground her in reality but make her feel like the was flying apart all at the same time? Make her want to beg him to lay with her yet make her want him to leave for the sake of her own sanity all in the same second. He was enough to drive any woman mad, completely and stark raving mad. And here he was saying he didn’t understand her… She was being open with him, brutally honest because if this did go anywhere, she wanted it with full knowledge and consent on both parts. She didn’t want there to be lies in this, and because of that she was willing to lay it all out, even destroy any hopes she might even slightly think about. She could only shake her head as her mind and body was thrown into a maelstrom of chaos and she had no map, no compass to navigate it by. This was the first time she had ever had anything like this happen, and the newness of it was terrifying and yet…delightful… Her voice took on a softer note, a bit of sadness there that reality had stamped upon her views. Beneath his fingers her heart beat steady and strong, perfectly rhythmic, flawless in each press and pull of its muscles.*
”And how can one give their heart away Ace? Does one even know the moment when it happens? Hearts are not so much given, but stolen by another through words and actions. Each song has its own music and we are all looking for the voice that knows the words written upon them.. I told you… I don’t even know what love is… I have never known a mother or a father, never known a moment’s tenderness in this world. How could I? How can I not think you will do to me, what has always been done to me Ace? A dog that has known nothing but the toe of its owner’s boot will never know anything else, never expect anything less no matter who the dog goes to. I am innocent in many things, innocent in the ways of emotions and anything of a tender regard…But I know cruelty… I know the hard hand of a cruel master very well Ace. Then again… So do you, Don’t you Ace?”
*It was less a question and more of a statement really. She felt that finger against her chin, tapping her there, she accepted the caress though his next words did well to send a bout of temper through her system. If only he hadn’t removed that fingers, she would have bitten him!*
”I didn’t do it out of some attempt to get your attention. There was more blunt ways to do it than that, trust me, I know them all. I asked you to do that because you can not being to fathom the energy it takes to do what I did! You were nearly dead to the world and you could barely move, I had no idea what had happened to you but when you threw up that blood I thought you were going to die! I had to use nearly all I had in me to take everything out of you that wasn’t a natural part of your body. Can you Imagine how hard that is, the amount of effort and delicacy I had to use to ensure that I got everything but left you unharmed? I had to be completely naked so I could have every part of my skin I could touching you so that it wouldn’t put even more stress on my body. I might be sub-human, but I can still die if I sustain enough damage that my…abilities…can’t recover from fast enough. Even worse than your conjectures is the fact that I nearly died saving YOU. You want to talk about whom is insulting who, Ace? You ask me these questions like a firing brigade and I answered every single one of them, despite the discomfort it causes me to do so. Yet what have I asked you, Ace? You act as if I were playing to coquet but you are the one who plays, and cruelly so. Everything I had done that night was to save your life, not because I wanted a damn dress… I did it because I genuinely liked you… I liked your voice and it’s odd timber, the way you smiled at me in that way that was just slightly self-depreciating… The way you talk is addictive, it’s full of so much more than the words you speak, it has layers to it that I can hear… Secrets upon secrets there, so that the listener hears what they wish to hear… You’re a liar Ace… even if you say you can’t or won’t lie to me, you are… Still…it’s such a sweet sort of lie… It doesn’t stop me from telling you the truth of myself, even if I have to show myself for what I am, this disgusting thing that isn’t even human…. How can I expect anything from you Ace when you know what I am now? That part of the dream is dead, and others will soon follow in its place, like a line of dominoes.”
*She felt his body move in, pressing against her form once more, causing her to shudder against him as her hips instinctively rocked against his own, a sweet lash of pleasure slicing through her from that slight fission of contact. Even having said what she did…even after his words, she still wanted him. She would probably want him for days, weeks, and months after today. Those words about his heart though…What did he think she was asking of him, really? She couldn’t say because if she was honest, she herself didn’t know either. Her voice was soft though, tender and sweet as it soothed along your senses.*

(22:58:21 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: .*
”No one can promise their heart Ace…We can’t give them away like that… If it were so easy, we would all fall in love with the perfect person… I might not know what love is, no more than you do… But I know what it’s not… We can’t choose who we love… I only know that it just…happens… It doesn’t have a clear marking, like a stroke upon the paper of our hearts… One day…someone comes along and steals our hearts…Because only they can sing the melody written there...”
*It was after she said that when she had given into the desire to taste him, to press her lips against his hot flesh that was pressed to closely to her. She could feel his hands moving along her skin over the fabric of that dressing robe, to run his fingers into her thick heavy hair, to grasp it within his hand. She relished the feel of his fingers in her hair, the sensations it brought to her from his grip. When her tongue flicked across his nipple, she felt his reaction, heard it in his breath and the tightness of his flesh beneath her fingers. She would have continued but instead drew back, knowing if she had continued she would have done things that neither of them could take back easily. She could see it in his eyes, the choice he had made before his words passed his lips. Such beautiful grey eyes… and so full of pain… She had looked into them with lust in her eyes, the light teasing light that would dance there…but there was pain in them now, just a shadow of it… She felt pain there in his words, his…and hers… It did well to throw some water on the flame inside her, though there was not enough water in the world to douse what had been lit inside her. She could easily understand what he meant… A kiss was sometimes even more intimate than sex…in truth, it was the most intimate thing that a person could do. Sex was based in procreation…But a kiss… A kiss was a tender thing… a sweet, delicate act that went into a place much deeper than carnal pleasures. She understood, and it shown there in her eyes that looked up into his own, a pool of green held within those large, long lashed eyes. When he spoke about leaving though, she shook her head and took his hand in both of hers, holding it between those delicate fingers.*
”Is it you who can’t… or that thing inside you?... Where does the Ace I see begin…and the other one end?”
*She moved one of her hand then, to cup his cheek, feeling the harsh prickle of his stubble against her delicate flesh. She ran her thumb out to trace the bottom of that lip, watching the flesh move with the soft pressure of her finger there. She pulled his hand in to rest at the valley of her breasts, close to her heart as she held him there.*
”I have seen the inside of you Ace… I saw places you hide from everyone…even yourself… I am a slave to my program…but so are you, aren’t you?.... Our masters rest inside us, constantly beside us, our shadow even in the darkest night… I ask you Ace… which part of yourself is talking? The part of you that walks in the shadow and is afraid of the light…Or the silver of sun that I see inside you when I look into your eyes? Who wants to leave me…The slave or the master?...”
*She pulled herself closer into him, standing on her toes to press a soft kiss to the side of his lips, respecting his wishes and her own, keeping their lips from actually touching. She rested her cheek against his own, her hair falling to caress that naked chest of his before her.*
”You can be a slave all your life Ace… but that doesn’t mean you have to hide in the shade of this world and forsake the light… If you want to run…Run… Turn and go, I won’t stop you from going… I won’t take that choice from you… But if you are running because you think you don’t deserve with me… You would be wrong… I might not know the song of your heart… you might not know mine… But I know what my choice is… You don’t have to run from me Ace… I promise…”
*She looked up into his eyes, searching for something there, not love, no… but something much more fragile, more delicate… It didn’t have a name, but she would know it if she saw it. Her hand still rested there, warm and sweet, her fingers curling it just slightly against his skin, to brush against the inner shell of his ear.*

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..his brow had risen slightly when she finally explained to the bare bones what she was.. this love doll.. with some kind of mechanical parts? Of course the thought of such was nonsensical really.. especially in this day and age.. but anything was possible.. there was no denying that.. he felt quite.. sorry.. quite concerned for her really.. knowing her existence was for men.. she was only a living creature for the pleasure of men.. nothing more.. nothing less.. and she was engineered for this.. her actions were all pre-programmed pretty much so.. her enjoyment would in truth be quite hollow.. she was only ever doing as she was instructed.. nothing she herself desired to do.. sad really.. what a sad little existence- .. thankyou.. and I’m sorry.. really.. .. his brows furrowed considerably.. he didn’t really know where to look.. it was an uncomfortable topic.. slightly awkward- .. that’s quite an existence.. if you could really call it such.. slave in the truest sense of the word.. more so than the girls on the blocks at the market.. they at least had the ability of free will, free thought.. you though.. I am sorry.. .. he shook his head slightly.. he couldn’t even begin to imagine what it would be like to go through what she herself was going through and had gone through her entire life so far.. not really knowing her real self.. not knowing her birthday.. or even her real name.. how very, very frustrating.. when she began to more or less bite at him with her words his hands shot up.. palms outward in surrender- .. Hey.. hey hey hey.. calm down.. wow.. please calm down.. .. that fierce reaction he certainly did Not expect.. not at all.. she seemed to be having trouble finding that easy middle ground.. floating between blissfully happy and then so angry and flustered.. - .. Ask me what ever you like.. The floor is yours.. I will not ask you another question.. .. his head tilted a little to the side.. watching her in this struggle- .. open canvas for you.. what is it you so dearly wish to know of Ace?.. of me? Mm?....his lips lightly rubbed together- .. and do please explain to me just how I have lied to you.. I would certainly like to know for.. future reference.. so I don’t do it so easily again.. .. he wasn’t ticked off so much as.. perhaps growing a little annoyed at her sudden outburst.. not once did she offer an apology for insulting him.. she instead preferred to make it about her.. about what she had done for him.. it was showing him a different side of her.. - .. What has ‘learning what you are’ got to do with anything?.. .. confusion settled there upon his features once more- .. you think I am going to walk because I’ve found out your this love doll?.. .. he blinked..exhaling a sudden breath.. so now she thought him shallow as well.. Oh this was certainly turning out to be quite the interesting morning.. interesting indeed- ..It is I who cant.. who chooses not to.. .. he nodded.. stepping back just a little from her.. though she had managed to capture his hand.. he wouldn’t withdraw it.. or pull it from her.. he simply decided to rest his back against that cool wall behind him.. a slight gap between the two forming.. his arm outstretched while he felt her soft smooth fingers- .. there is no Other.. .. he shook his head- .. It’s how I do things.. I just don’t accept or perform a kiss upon just anyone.. there would have to be a reason there.. .. he gave a light shrug of his shoulders- .. and plus.. if I were to kiss you.. if I were to just throw caution to the wind and claim those plump soft little lips of yours.. .. an unnecessary string of descriptions alerting her to the fact that he had indeed been watching her lips.. thinking about their taste.. their softness and just how hot the inside of her mouth would be- ..then I would be the right bastard you already think me to be yes? I would suddenly be able to lay claim.. to do as I pleased.. to ruin that dream of yours.. .. he nodded.. a quiet chuckle sounding- .. and how awesome of a guy would I be then.. why you’d be so right about me.. I could just pop you in some cupboard somewhere when I was done with you.. . another shake of his head.. - .. you may not believe me.. and that’s fine.. .. he nodded- .. afterall.. they are your thoughts..but I am not that kind of guy.. I like to have a little fun is all.. I’m not in it for shackles and ownership.. if that’s what you are looking for.. you have attracted the wrong guy.. .. his gaze lifted as he looked to her.. letting it linger there for a bit longer- .. I don’t run from anything.. never have.. not about to start now.. I’m not quite certain to what you are referring to.. but I am no slave.. nor master.. I am just me..


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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
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”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She watched it all cross over his face as she explained everything to him, about what she was and her purpose for existing. His apology…that hurt… The fire she had been feeling was starting to sputter and flicker under that look, making her want to curl into herself and hide. She didn’t want pity… didn’t want sympathy… Those were things that only shown a brighter light on herself and what she was, when all she wanted to do was bury herself in the illusion of humanity. It truly stung, deep down in the places were only the truth can really hurt you. She shook her head softly, chewing on the side of her tongue again, bringing for the pain because at least the physical part of it was easily manageable. It was so much better than the emotional part.*
”No, it’s actually worse than that Ace.. I have free thought and will, I can make my own choices and my own actions… the only time I can’t is when someone activates my lover program…we’ll call it a spell since magic is…available here… My mind is still free, or at least most of it, but my body isn’t. I am alive though, I get to see a new world every morning and see what it has to offer me… It’s better to endure than just…be nothing at all.”
”She hadn’t realized she had snapped at him, his words had just hit a tender spot in her and she had reacted. Added to the fact that she was ragingly turned on and denying herself with one hand and trying to achieve satisfaction with the other was driving her up the wall. Jesus himself would have a hard time grappling with the wave of emotions that were overwhelming her. Imagine being incredibly frustrated, madly turned on and sexually denied, and completely confused all at once. It was enough to make her fry a circuit, hell, she was surprised she hadn’t fried one already. She saw his palms and she took an emotional, mental, and physical step back as it were. She wasn’t like this normally, not at all… She felt like things were just…misfiring all over the place. She shook her head, taking another step back, even as she held his hand. She had messed up somewhere…she couldn’t tell where, or why… But something she had said had done damage somewhere, and it was a little late now to retract it, now wasn’t it? Where there had been a fire, there was now ice…cold, cold ice that stung her to be near it. Perhaps that was best…it allowed her to think much clearer than she had been before.*
”I don’t…”
*She shook her head, those curls shifting and sliding across her shoulders from the motion. She bit down on her tongue even harder, needing that pain to focus, to draw herself back to her center…*
”Sometimes… I can be a complete idiot… When I feel as if someone is saying something to hurt me, I can be vicious and mean…and incredibly wrong. What’s worse is that I wanted you so badly that the two weren’t an easy thing to understand happening at the same time. I promise, I am calm now… The thing is Ace… I don’t want to know because I asked you… I want to know because you want to tell me… Asking you to tell me things…It’s wrong… I know we agreed to play twenty questions…but I don’t think I want to do that anymore… Somewhere along the line I hurt you… I said or did something… I don’t really know what, but it was bad…And I am so, so sorry Ace… This whole world is different, and I am trying my best to learn how to walk in it… Freedom is in and of itself, a heavy thing to bear and I don’t know how to handle that too well… Instead of hurting you… I should be thanking you for the experiences you have given me. That’s what life is all about, isn’t it? Making mistakes so you can learn from them? But this isn’t really about me… I hurt you…Is there anything I can do to make up for it? “
*Someone seriously should just crucify her now… Or better yet, drop her in Australia and let her rot…Plenty of places there where she could go and never be found. This was one of the most uncomfortable situations she had ever found herself in in her entire existence, it was worse than anything she had undergone before that was for sure. She did smile though, just a bit as he continued to ask her questions despite the fact he said he wouldn’t. They were both quite the pair, weren’t they? More than a little broken, the both of them. At least Ace managed himself better, where as she was just useless right now. She paused, taking a moment to gather her thoughts on his question. Or rather, the reason why she called him a liar. She hadn’t meant it in a bad way, not to insult or demean him… Should she go with the truth? They said it would set you free, but sometimes it was more like a push out of a window seven stories up with someone forgetting to tell you to pack a parachute. Her voice was cautious, wary, but honest. She didn’t want to do any more damage than had already been done.*
”I call you a liar because…you aren’t what you pretend to be… That night, you pretended to be a gentleman, all slick words and flattery… When you had gotten sick, when you were poisoned, you dropped that act, that lie… I saw what I think is a more real version of you… A man who is stubbornly independent, a bit crass… Funny and charming at the same time somehow, which I still can’t begin to understand… A man who was willing to trust though… who did as I asked so I could try to help him… A man who laid beside me last night and kept me warm, who protected me, sheltered me…. Then this morning teasing rou, who thought my hiccups were adorable because I got them from looking at your body… Because you aroused me… And just moments after that, I saw the man who I would choose to be my lover… Just the slightest touch of your hand, no matter how innocent, made my blood sing for the first time… I felt desire…passion…bone jarring lust for the first time. The way you held me, the words whispered in my ear… The kisses on my neck… I thought I would go insane from wanting you… I call you a liar because you play all these roles too perfectly… I don’t know which of you is the real Ace, and which is the act… Are you the lover of my dreams, Ace? Or are you the man who teased me just so you can laugh at my reactions? Or are you the man who I haven’t seen yet, buried under all the layers you present to the world? I don’t know you Ace…but I want to… I might not know many things Ace…but I have spent my life reading men, learning their desires and wants. Men are usually simple, straight forward creatures… But you are so unlike anyone I have ever known… A chimera…

(01:52:08 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..:
You said I was confusing…Imagine how you must seem to me…”
*It was the simplest and truest way she could put it for him, the reason why she had called him a liar… Though since he had asked, she knew what had upset him and made a strong mental note to never ever do it again… It had caused walls unlike nothing she had ever seen become come up around him, close him off tighter than a walnut shell. She space between them was growing as he moved back, her body already feeling the chill there… When he asked that question though, genuine confusion showed on her face and in her eyes, her head tilting to the side just so like a kittens.*
”Are you really asking me that question Ace? Maybe you might see me differently…but in my time… Things are…very very different. I have never once, been thought of as valuable as anything more than a possession. Like a fine thoroughbred horse or an expensive carriage… I was just a mark of money, a way to show the world the person I belonged to had enough wealth and status to afford me. In the time that I can remember, I have had five different owners Ace. I was nothing…I was just something to be brought out and played with, shown off to friends before being put away again. That sea chest? I lived in one for several months because my owner thought it was a fitting place to put a doll. Why would anyone care what happened to someone that wasn’t human anymore Ace? I pretend to be human here… pretend that I eat and drink things like humans do so I don’t have to face that again. It terrifies me… I don’t want to be nothing anymore…In my world, in my time, as soon as anyone found out I was an android I was nothing and no one all over again. My kind was worth less than the lowest killer on the street because we aren’t human anymore. We’re worthless... I just want to be someone… something… I want to be important to someone because… because they think I’m worth it. I can’t expect you to not walk away Ace… I know what I am, and I know how strange it is. I’m a living, breathing homunculi… Only I can’t be sure I even have a soul… Why would anyone want to stay with someone, knowing that? If you know, please tell me Ace, because I can’t see why you would…Good God in heaven knows that I can’t blame you for it… I wouldn’t blame you for it.”
*It was then that she would gently release his hand, no longer wishing to hold onto him… She had no real right to. She rested his arm gently by his side, not a casual or abrupt drop, but a release, a freedom for him to do as he pleased. When he said there were no other, she shook her head.*
”But there is Ace… I felt it… I had barely just skimmed over it while looking for damage and it nearly fried my brain… As it was, it gave me a nasty shock. I don’t know what it is, it’s far beyond my knowledge, but whatever it is, it didn’t like me being there… Not at all. I have a distinct feeling that, should I have looked deeper, it would have killed me… I don’t know why, but that’s what it felt like…If it isn’t something in you that is a master of some kind… I don’t know what it is… I have never encountered anything in any library of knowledge that can explain what I felt that night. I’m sorry if I am using the wrong terminology, it is out of ignorance, not stupidity… I am sorry for that too…”
*Oh…you were a right royal bastard… She was finally cooled off, far more in tune with her mental faculties now that the passion was abating and she wasn’t feeling like she was on fire from the inside out. She was…herself… intelligent and collected, curious and honest… and then you had to go and do that. You were a real bloody sod… Just those few words, that pathetic little handful of sounds immediately made her blush all over again, those eyes widen a bit as she immediately crossed her arms over her chest to hide that obvious puckering. Good Gigastick she had been up and down the passion ladder enough today, thank you kindly! Her voice was a breathy whimper, though she tried as hard as she could to control it…It was bad enough just those words alone had almost set her off on another hiccup binge.*
”Please stop it Ace… I am begging you… Stop talking about kissing me… Stop tormenting me with those words, I don’t think I can take any more of it… You know I want you, even a blind man could see that… What’s worse is right on the end of them you twist my words about and make it into something ugly and vile… You’re not a bastard Ace…you have the potential to be many things… but you haven’t been a bastard, not like that…

(01:52:32 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..:
You make it so terribly hard to think when your touching me, and it isn’t much easier when your seducing me with your words… I have dreams…but that’s all they are, Dreams…if they are worth anything, they will hold there in my heart until they can be realized… I was sharing a part of myself with you, being open and honest and letting you in… Yet all you do is confuse me, have me chasing my proverbial tail around and around because I can’t even begin to figure out where to stand with you. One moment you are saying I deserve someone better, the next I am being a bitch and accusing you of things that I swear I did not mean the way they were taken in as… With one hand your making my head spin at the conjectures and counter words, acting so sweetly to me and saying things that could melt the ice from any heart… The next your pushing me away, accusing me of ugly things all the while seducing me and making me want you…”


(19:45:19 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..she did well really to try and explain further what she was, who she was and how she worked to him, most of it was indeed sinking in.. it was as if he were a child and she were an adult trying to explain something quite..complex.. it would take a few attemps but sooner or later it would inevitably sink in.. he nodded.. - .. It’s fine.. really.. I.. I .. he hesitated a moment.. deciding it best to choose his words very, very carefully.. they had both had problems in such a short span of time .. ‘open mouth – insert foot’ sometimes innocent things came across just so wrong in a moment and this is what had happened- ..I think I understand now.. I think.. I know what you mean.. words were said and misunderstood on both sides.. it happens.. .. he nodded,.. the gap remained there between the pair..though his arm was still outstretched and her fingers graced his hand.. his hand indeed curled to hold.. his own fingers interlacing with hers.. his head inclined a little when she explained why she had called him a liar.. calling him out on his performance down there in the Tavern proper.. - .. Well.. while this might well be true.. we all have a mask.... he lightly smacked his lips together- .. in some sense.. it’s rare for most to show their true selves.. generally only behind closed doors.. .. he would then motion toward the fact that they were alone.. - .. it’s safer..to open up to someone shows a trust .. that could be quite a gamble.. afterall the person across from them could just use that.. and soon after abuse it.. ..he drew a breath- .. I am all those things.. I am as you see me.. just a man.. young enough to know better.. old enough not to care.. I am the lover, the fighter.. the jester.. the knight.. all wrapped up in this one package.. .. his lightly coloured gaze lifted as he seeked out her facial features.. soon falling upon her extravagantly rich eyes- .. I prefer being harder to read.. it makes people do the work.. should they really.. Really want to know me.. otherwise people just see what they want to see.. .. he gave a light shrug of his shoulders- .. people can be.. very very fickle..as for you being valuable and not being able to see yourself in that light.. that’s certainly a shame.. you’re quite rare.. like a gem.. and I’m not even going to mention the outer shell.. that speaks for itself.. inside you have a lot to offer.. you just have to realise that is all.. everyone has worth..You’re intelligent.. quite witty.. supremely talented.. your voice.. is sublime.. you must see this.. it’s clear and it was to everyone in that room last night that you must enjoy your passion because it showed.. in every single note.. every word you sung.. I sincerely hope that one day you will see your worth.. and not when it’s too late.. .. she released his hand then.. his arm remained outstretched for a time.. though when he realised she was no longer wishing to hold it.. he would let it tumble back to his side.. each hand sliding down into its respective pocket.. his throat felt a little dry then when she began to mention seeing something in him.. he knew exactly what she was referring to.. he witnessed it.. he saw it whenever he closed his eyes.. it was permanently imprinted there upon the backs of his eyelids.. he offered her a nod.. deciding then to shift across the room a little.. settling down to sit there upon one of the stools- ..yes.. .. he paused a moment.. pouring himself that second cup of coffee- ..I guess.. in that sense you could say I was..somewhat captive to what you saw.. I wouldn’t use the term slave.. or servant.. perhaps more a worker.. it’s more like a job.. and what you witnessed.. that energy.. that influx of dark information.. that’s.. kind of like my employer.. .. his free hand rose.. he lightly rubbed it against the back of his neck..before dragging a few fingers through his thickened locks- .. it’s a hard one to explain.. which is amusing in itself really as you just did the same for me.. it would seem we both have intricate back stories.. ones that require a great deal of handing over information .... he dropped a small spoonful of sugar into the coffee.. lifting it to his lips.. he would look to her then over the rim of the cup before taking a small drink of its contents- ..I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable.. .. he shook his head- ..like sure.. we have our fun.. we prod each other a little.. but if I am genuinely making you feel uncomfortable by making remarks about .. well.. .. he’d motion to his lips and then hers.. he wasn’t about to say it again.. - .. then I wont.. I wont bring it up again.. you know the reasoning behind why I can’t perform such an action.. or.. wont right now.. so we will leave it at that.. yes?.. .. another drink taken.. breath drawn to speak.. to further converse on her having trouble with his flirtations before there would be a knock at the door.. his brow would rise.. his attention shifting- .. you are expecting someone perhaps?


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Honestly, they both had some deep seated issues between them, and if they were to categorize it they would probably put forth enough knowledge and stores to overflow the legendary library of Alexandria. Sometimes though, that wasn’t a bad thing when you really looked at it. It gave both parties an even sort of starting place, a common ground to stand on so they might see a bit more eye to eye on things. Sure, the ground might be a bit rocky, and it caused a bit of loose traction for both parties but it was still level. They just had to learn to find the right pace and footing to help ensure they lost traction less often. She lifted her hand to tuck some of those strands behind her ear as he spoke, her ears so keenly attuned to that pitch of his voice. They had this going for them at least… even when they shoved that foot in their mouth up to their knee; they still realized it and apologized. Some people were too stubborn to even do that, instead pretending that they had done nothing wrong and it was all the other persons fault. They could forgive each other…admit their own mistakes and meet again on that common ground… She looked up at him, nodding her head with what he said. He was right.*
”You’re right… Talking with people like this is still new to me, and I am not the most…socially graceful person sometimes… I think we all have those moments though, I’ll just have to get better at it, that’s all. You didn’t do anything wrong though, I can only imagine how hard it can be to understand me sometimes… I promise I will work to get better.”
*She tilted her head to the side and smiled at him brightly, her eyes crinkling up softly at the corners as she bestowed on him that beautiful smile of hers. It was open and warm, sweet and just a little silly because it made her look so innocent. She saw his fingers interlace with her own, felt those strong digits cross over the back of her hand… Her own slender fingers were hesitant at first at the intimacy of the act, slowly closed over his own linking their hands together. She listened to him explain about how he had come to show all those different sides, and how each of them was a sort of armor... he might not call it such, but it was what it looked like to her. She tilted her head, her eyes studying him, watching the way he moved, the breaths he took, the way he moved his lips… Her voice was carried notes of awe and a little bit compassion as well.*
”How exhausting it must be, to always show a different face for every situation… That is what it is, if I understand right… You show a different mask to different people… How strong you must be to keep them up, strong and ready whenever you need it. I wonder if the real reason you are here with me is perhaps because I have no mask? I might tease sometimes, perhaps flirt a bit brazenly when the mood strikes me… but I am just me… I wouldn’t know how to be anyone else… You’ve seen that I have a temper, and that I can be a little bit oblivious to things despite them being right in front of me… and obviously a bit lusty… I think I contradict myself too… I have nothing to hide from you and… Thank you… For showing me this side of you Ace… But I can tell you… I am happy… No one wants to be hurt, I can understand that very well… But I can tell you that I swear I won’t abuse it… I think I like you… I enjoy your company, no matter what part of you you’re showing to the world.. Maybe someday, you might trust me enough to show me that face behind all the masks… I don’t know, but I can do my best so that one day, you might just want to… Though…”
*She caught his eyes roving over her face, to look into her eyes which returned his own stare. She really did like him… When she wasn’t lusting for him so much she hurt, she could see what attracted her to him in the first place… A genuine like that would remain until it either grew into something more or was destroyed. Time could only tell, but for now she was just happy to live in the moment. She did love the way he talked though, he painted worlds with those lips, such vivid pictures she could get lost in them. His little bit on the descriptions of himself was what had caused her to speak the next bit.*
”I must admit, you forgot something… You are a lover I have no doubt, the jester I have seen multiple times just this morning, the Knight… I have yet to see, but you left out the fact that you are an artist too… You might be hard to read… That much is true, I often find myself watching you turn the pages while I only catch a few words on the page… but you’re a book that I would rather watch a few words on a single page, than read someone’s entire book in a night… I don’t think I’ve ever had an experience like the last few hours has been… No, I know I haven’t… But despite the stops and starts, I can’t imagine a better day in my life… I might not see my own Value, but… You do. Perhaps if you let me look into your eyes long enough Ace, I might see it too… That is up to you though Ace… I won’t make you stay around me, but if you choose to be around me… perhaps become my friend… I might get that chance.”
*She watched him slide those hand in his pockets, feeling the overwhelming urge to ask him to slide them over something much softer… Ugh… she was definitely a love doll, there was no way she could imagine being anything else with how lusty she was… But it had never been like this with anyone else… So what was it about Ace that made her want him so badly? Was she the proverbial good girl who was falling so hard for that bad boy with a dark past? Oh Google, was she going to be that cliché? At the same time, she was more than ready to commit herself to that role if it meant she could enjoy Ace… Unlike anyone, anything before… He made her feel alive. Right on down to the tips of her toes and beyond, deep into her circuits he made her feel charged. She listened to his explanation of what that thing was, and she gasped softly, having an idea pop into her head. She understood it better than you thought, actually, yours was far easier for her to wrap her head around than her own had been for you. She came over to his side, to slide the tray over and sit down on the end of the table, right beside him. Her fingers reached for his hand, held his between her own and gave it a squeeze.*

(21:15:15 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
: Ace2).*
”Oh Ace! No really, I understand EXACTLY what you mean. It isn’t unlike the program I work under; the two are almost identical in their functions I think. You say that it is like your boss… and when I encountered it, it certain didn’t want me looking about too much either…It sounds almost identical to my own program, the one that makes me into someone’s personal slave… I can still think my own thoughts, and perform my own actions to a certain extent, but I still have to listen to that program when it is enacted… So… When your Boss tells you to do something, you have to do it too, right? I wonder… I wonder if that thing that is inside you, if it could override my own programing but still leave me intact and functioning… Is there any way we can test it out at some point? Not right now… I mean… I don’t want to intrude or ask so much of you…but perhaps at a later date, we might be able to look into it? When you’re ready of course… “
*She gave his hand another gentle squeeze before letting it rest on her thigh, still held between her own when she listened to him about the teasing. She bit down on her bottom lip hard, enough to sting as she turned away, trying to figure out how to explain why she loved and hated it all at the same time. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t kiss her, no… She could respect that it was something special to him, something important and rare… She wouldn’t take that choice from him, it would have to be something he gave to her freely, just as she only wanted him to tell her things when he wanted to, not because she asked. Her voice was a bit rough at first, causing her to pause, to swallow a bit and whet her tongue before trying again.*
”It isn’t the kissing that bothers me…that makes me ask you to stop… You arouse me something fierce Ace… I’ve never really felt desire before, not the real thing, just the watered down version of it… A shadow, a pale imitation…but you… I feel lust with you and it hits me so hard I am nearly knocked over by it… No… I am knocked over by it, it causes me to turn into something I can’t explain… I can understand your wishes for the kiss, and when I wasn’t being goaded by lust I could understand it… I wouldn’t want my choice taken from me either, or made to do something I don’t want to. I’ve had enough of it to know exactly what that is like. I respect you, and your wishes on that… But it doesn’t mean I don’t want you… Your lips everywhere but my own, for example… your hands on my skin… I’ll be completely honest with you Ace… If you wanted to, believe me, we would give the girls here something to talk about… I would take you as my lover here and now of my own free will because I want you… Even now I’m still so hot, just thinking about you… I mean, you even give me hiccups Ace, just when I let myself look at your body… I have to keep my eyes on your face or my mind gets all fuzzy… I asked you to stop teasing me not because of the kisses, but because I want you as my lover… I don’t… I don’t know if you want me that way, or if you’re just teasing me because you enjoy watching my reactions… I can’t rightfully tell with you, so until I know, I want to keep myself from going mad. I might be a little different on the inside, but I am still a woman Ace, and I want you so bad it hurts.”
*She hadn’t been able to look at you at first, but she had indeed made eye contact towards the end, lust clearly in those vivid green eyes, and acceptance for your choice either way. She saw him get ready to speak when she heard the knock at the door. Now, that was new… She shook her head in confusion, her brows drawing down over her nose as she stood, giving your hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it to go check the door. She pulled her robe even tighter about herself, every action of her body was wary, almost frightened. When she opened the door and saw who it was, her body stiffened and her hand on the handle gripped it hard enough to cause the clasp to warp a bit. She knew who it was all right…but something about this guy always scared her… It read in every line of her body if Ace was attentive enough to notice. She shook her head, the low whispered word ”No, please… Go away… I told you before that I didn’t want you coming near me…” another slight pause, a male talking now, though the words were too low to be heard, but something was said and it was bad enough for her to pull back from the door and slam it in the man’s face, hard enough to rattle the frame a bit. Her nails bit into her palms as she pressed her fists to the door there, as if holding it closed even more than it was. Putting up another wall as her head dipped to hang there, her face hidden by the curls of her hair. She would stand there for a bit, trying to gather some shreds of calm about her.*

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he kept his eyes on her as she moved across from him.. perching herself quite nicely upon that tables edge.. her fingers reached for his hand and he easily obliged.. his larger hand soon wound its way around hers.. feeling the delicate squeeze she offered- .. uhh.. .. was his first immediate response to her questions on wether or not that which was within him could somehow override her internal programming.. a question indeed one he was not entirely sure he could answer.. his brows furrowed.. his free hand rose to rub against the stubble upon his chin- .. I’m not so certain it would be a good idea.. really to play with that.. .. he paused.. trying to find a way to tell her that her lightness and his darkness wouldn’t mix so well.. like oil and water- ..you yourself just said earlier it nearly took your life away.. are you really sure you wan’t to even take the chance to delve that little bit deeper?.. it’s not something I myself like to toy with.. I simply are delivered instructions and I fullfill those as quickly as I possibly can.. it’s quite dark.. it’s really quite evil Trinity.. are you sure you want to get mixed up in that?....he glanced back toward her once more.. his gaze lingering upon hers.. he could feel her thigh beneath his hand when it came down to rest.. the softness there.. that heat.. it caused his fingers to curl inward just a little.. the desire to touch a little harder to deny than he would have thought- ..generally when something is.. helped.. or given or aided in this kind of fashion.. something is taken in return.. there are no.. special favours.. everything has to be repair.. it’s comes down to debt.. a debt for your freedom.. time to think on that is something I personally think you really.. really need.. .. he exhaled softly.. Khorn wouldn’t just do something like that for someone else.. neither would his foot soldiers.. she would have to do something in return and he was almost fearful in figuring out just what that was.. he listened to her speak then on her admiration for him.. the lust that she held deep down inside.. the fact she was finding it terribly hard to control herself around him.. a quiet chuckle surfaced.. though he wasn’t laughing at her per-say .. it was a little awkward to have all that coming at you suddenly.. a woman you had only met the evening before practically saying she wanted a lover.. and the person she wanted most of all was him..he had indeed noticed the pure lust there within those emerald circlets.. it was clear as day.. he could tell her body was on edge.. on fire and just ripe for the picking.. it was a struggle for him.. a real honest to god struggle to not just drop her then and there.. to pin her upon those hardened floor boards and just do as he so pleased.. she was practically begging for it.. he swallowed down the lump that had formed in his throat.. the problem was.. he knew she wanted more from him.. she wanted what he wasn’t sure he could give.. and normally he wouldn’t have given a damn.. not at all.. he’d made promises in his past.. declarations of love to the whores in other villages.. but he never.. Ever followed through..,Trinity though.. she had shown him more of herself in the short period he had known her than any of those other women had.. this one was different.. and it was bloody frustrating to deal with.. the need to shift a little upon his seat to become.. perhaps a little more comfortable was becoming an issue.. he watched her then as she moved toward the door.. opening it a crack.. he could tell something was up.. she had stiffened.. she was almost frozen.. he moved to stand.. letting the cup fall back upon its respective saucer.. the door slammed closed.. her fists beating into the thick heavy wood.. within an instant he was behind her.. his arms reaching.. his fingers wrapping around her wrists.. to pull those fists away from the back of the door.. turning her in his hold till she was facing him.. and he’d just envelope her .. an embrace.. she was so tensed.. so rigid.. one hand remained there against te delicate dip of her lower back.. the other slid the length of her till it gently caressed through those blonde curls..- .. relax.. .. he’d whisper as his chin came down to rest there atop her head- .. relax..

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had to pause, pulling her lips to the side in a slight purse as she thought about it. That much was true, just that light skim over that black mass inside him had given her a nasty shock, a very obvious NO TRESSPASSING sign there, that was for sure. It had been something really different to her though, something she had never come across before and had never read about either. She wished they had internet here, that massive web of information at her very fingertips… She was sure Wiki would have something on this… Well…No…Perhaps not. Wiki was amazing but at the same time, she doubted it would have anything about magic in it, and what it did have was probably in the realm of Otaku Supreme… All of it would just be stories and not really based on true facts, and facts was what she needed. She wished she knew someone here who had a good deal of magical information or knowledge, someone who was professional enough to keep her questions to themselves as well. Sadly, she didn’t know anyone like that around here, and even if she did, she doubted they would answer her. It was simply how it was, and she would have to keep her curiosity locked in that Pandora ’s Box until she could open it again at a later date. She would get to the bottom of it at some point though, she was really quite tenacious when she wanted to get to the bottom of something, almost mulish to a fault. She lightly began to kick her legs out, swinging them softly as she pondered it.*
”Mmm… You’re right though… I am not sure I want to poke around in it… I could handle it for a little while, what ever it is…but I am not strong enough to handle it as a whole… What ever it is, it is very…protective of you. It definitely doesn’t like it when people are close to it. I don’t know if I could call it evil… It was protective, very much so… But I will have to take your word on it about its temperament. I certainly didn’t get close enough to tell, and I don’t think I would try again without knowing if there is anything to gain from it. Careful though Ace..”
*She smiled down at him to rest her forehead against his, and gave him an eskimo kiss before pulling back.*
”I would almost say that you are trying to protect me from something. Is that the knight you were telling me about earlier?”
*Yes, she was teasing him, a gentle, soft kind of tease, meant to make him smile. If he was trying to protect her…it meant he cared, at least a little bit. She had been silly earlier today, letting lust override everything else, and she had made it quite hard for him honestly. Put him in quite the spot and probably made him go through his own sort of emotional ride of WTF-ness. She would make it up to him though… She didn’t quite know how yet, but she would find a way somehow. He had trusted her…and she was trusting him. She had thrown herself against him wantonly, and he had been strong enough to resist… He wouldn’t take her choices from her, even if she begged him. She would be safe with him, safe enough to share her time and her mind with him, and show him the world through her eyes… Even if they never became lovers… She would always consider him someone important to her life, someone who would always have a carved out niche in her heart. She felt those fingers curl in about her thigh, comfortable with the touch she rested her hand on top the back of his, running her fingers along his wrist and the back of his hand.*
”Isn’t that the rule of cause and effect though? You can’t expect to get something for free, there is always a cost after all… The way it sounds though, it’s almost as if to you, it’s a…what is the term…necessary evil? I can tell by the way you talk about it, that this is something you’ve lived with for a long time now, you’re comfortable with it… But you wouldn’t wish it on someone else, would you? It almost sounds like even though you get what you want, the debt is never something that fully gets repaid… Like having a high tax on it, it just keeps building up… I promise I will think about it…but I will tell you that I will do whatever I have to, to get my freedom. I am in this world where technology does not exist on the same level as what created me… I will have to resort to this…Magic stuff I keep hearing about… Spells and such… I don’t know if it is possible to mix the two, if they will have an effect, but I can try… I will try… But…I promise I will try other things before I tinker with what ever it is that is your ah… Employer… If you know a bit about magic though, I’d like to ask you things about it because I know nothing about it. I would hate to try to cancel out my program but end up with bright pink skin…”
*She made a face at the image, but smiled at him still. She picked up his cup of coffee, giving him a wink before taking a sip, only to cringe, swallow, and stick out her tongue.*
”Ugh! Bitter! Yuck…”
*Her nose wrinkled up as she ran her tongue against the top of her mouth behind closed lips to try and get rid of the bitter tang there. She had gotten up to answer that door and had that less than enjoyable episode. She swore on all things Holy and Tech that she could feel that man inside her head, pawing at her mind like a perverted lecher. She had felt that many times over since he had first seen her while she cleaned and bar tended downstairs. It was so thoroughly unsettling, worse than any virus that man could ever create. The guy…he was handsome, well cultured, much like Ace was…but there was a WORLD of difference between the two… She had never once been afraid of Ace, perhaps afraid FOR him, but never OF him… Where as that man had set her on edge from the moment she set eyes on him. It didn’t matter to her if he came from her time or not, he was the only thing she had ever truly been afraid of in her entire life, and the man had done nothing outwardly to merit it. It was almost…. Almost as if he were inside her mind each time he came around, spying, peeping, prying open a place he had no business in. It made her stomach churn violently and if she had had any food in it, she would probably have been sick.

(00:32:46 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: . She felt hands around her wrists, warm against her skin that had gone very cool in a matter of minutes. She went as was guided, her eyes wide with fear and shock. She felt those hands on her skin, the sensation of being pulled in against his chest, her cheek resting against the heat of his chest. His hand on her back and in her hair, stroking, soothing… She would remain stiff for several minutes, a testament to how badly that male effected her. Though she did eventually unbent a bit, her fingers coming up to wrap around his back with her fingers pressing into his shoulder blades as she burrowed into him. She took a shuddering breath, then another, her voice trembling slightly though it was steady for the most part.*
”I’m ok… I’m sorry Ace… I just…. I don’t like that man… There is something very….very bad with him… He does things to my head… Inside it… I can’t explain it but… It’s just wrong…he terrifies me… I keep telling him to leave me alone, but…he doesn’t… He keeps coming back…”
*She shook her head, her hair tickling against his chest. Another breath she would take before she stepped back, letting her hands rest on his chest as she put on a brittle little smile, her attempt to pretend that it was alright. She was trying at least, a brave effort even if it was a delicate, fragile one*
”It’s ok though… I’m sure it’s just me being silly… How about we go and spend my day off outside?... I know this little place not far from here that’s really beautiful even in winter… It’s a little bit of a walk, but worth it… When we get there, I’ll sing for you. We’ll even have a little picnic… What do you think? Sound fun?”


(01:25:12 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. light laughter would ring out when she asked if his concern for her was indeed his knight coming through- .. Perhaps.. .. was all he would reply, she could take from that whatever she so desired.. it might well have been from care.. from concern that Khorn would indeed destroy her once he realised she was not as originally expected.. but then again she could also prove useful and the hell she would go through..he scurried off those very thoughts for the moment.. deciding they would be due further thinking down the track.. not right this moment.. she was right though.. he had received what he wanted that little while back.. but his debt to his chosen diety would never truly be repayed.. it was something he had to live with.. from this moment going forward.. he had gotten quite used to it.. the requests weren’t really that outlandish.. they were doable.. sometimes bloodier than others.. but..he never had a problem .. not yet.. anyway.. that could in essence change however.. it was a case by case basis.. his lids grew a little heavy when she asked him about magic, if he knew anything about it.. in a matter of moments her frame would be showered in delicate rose petals.. all floating down from seemingly no where.. brushing down upon her golden curls.. her closed robe.. landing there upon the curves of her shoulders.. before in a blink.. they were gone.. - .. I know a little.. about magic yes.. .. mild amusement there in his voice.. - ..so if you do indeed have any questions don’t hesitate to toss them my way.. Ill answer as best I can.. .. it was one of those instances where you were either born with it, or you weren’t..so he was certain there were plenty of things he couldn’t really explain, but he would do his best to sate her curiosity.. the person at the door had since come and left.. she buried herself in against his heated bare chest.. his arms did well to try and sooth her .. feeling her body shudder..her words tremble.. - .. You’l have to point him out to me then, next you see him.. I’ll have a quiet chat.. get him off your back.. .. of course if the man didn’t listen he wouldn’t survive that right there was the bare bones of it all really.. he didn’t like to see her so frightened.. he hadn’t had to witness this emotion yet and he was not a fan .. his arms slid back to his sides when she took that step back.. his head tilting a little.. seeking out her features to see if she was alright.. that brittle smile was so very hollow.. he could see it plain as day.. he simply nodded.. deciding not to pry.. not yet.. he would.. but timing was everything.. he reached up.. hooking a golden curl behind her ear as she mentioned going for a walk..- .. certainly sounds like a plan.. .. drawing back from her then.. turning away..he’d move to crouch.. the muscles in his back tensed as he reached for his shirt.. before he tossed it about his shoulders.. sliding his arms back in against the thin cotton- .. you best slide into something a little more.. respectable Miss Trinity.. lest the town will talk.. .. he glanced over his shoulder as his fingers busied themselves with those buttons..,- .. I wont peek.. I promise.... mild chuckles sounding.. his attention returned to his shirt.. each button refastened.. leaving the first few open.. but it was loosely tucked in.. the length of leather threaded through those loops.. its brass buckle locking in tight.. the shirt was quite tight against his upper body.. conforming like a second skin.. - .. I certainly will enjoy this performance however.. .. he grabbed a hold of his coat.. sliding it into place.. letting it coat his frame perfectly..- .. I tell you what.. Ill pop downstairs.. Ill meet you there.. just come when you are ready.. .. he came to walk beside her.. leaning in for a moment.. a blink of an eye and she’d easily miss it.. a light brushing of his lips across her cheek before he disappeared out the door.. letting it close behind him.. he took the stairs quickly.. two at a time as he often did.. the coats tail flickering behind him.. he tipped a finger to his brow at the tender behind the bar before he weaved through a few people and was standing upon the step outside.. he slid his hands down into his pocket.. that thin bamboo style reed rolled between his fingers.. a flint.. a stick lit from a nearby lantern would enable him enough heat to draw from it.. and he’d sink back upon the wooden stool there.. waiting-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *That smile spread on her face at his words, a light laugh passing her lips as her face just lit up from the inside out. Sometimes, he could be such a charming rogue…Ok, not sometimes… He was just a charming rogue period. That laugh was a beautiful sound though, she enjoyed it, savored it, let it tickle and tease along her senses before it disappeared into silence. She couldn’t help but enjoy it though, it was so rare she heard people laugh and with the way Ace’s voice was pitched…it just gave it such a unique sound that the musician in her couldn’t help but relish the sound.*
”You Sir, are a damned Rogue Ace… but I wouldn’t have you any other way I think, teasing and all.”
*It was quite a thing to state really, but it was true. She simply accepted you as you were, no muss, no fuss. She wouldn’t change you, wouldn’t ask you or expect you to be someone you aren’t. She might not know you, after all, it hadn’t even been a full 24 hours since she met him, but does time really matter? You could know a person your whole life, and still be shocked years later to find out things about them you never guessed at. What mattered to her was the here and now, the moment they were in. She had lost too much in life, had too many things taken from her to not live life while it happened, rather than planning ahead or worrying about the future. Sure, she might dream about things, but that was the beauty of it. She could dream all she wanted, but it would never detract her from enjoying every second of life that she could. She was one of those rare people who lived life to the fullest as much as she was able, grasping at it with both hands and taking it for all it was worth. She hadn’t been expecting anything more than an answer or two, or perhaps something a little more mundane…but that little show there… She gasped, looking up to find the source of it but could see only air, those beautiful flower petals falling from nothing to float down about her. She would reach to pick one up only to find them gone seconds before her fingers could grasp them. She looked at you, her eyes wide and bright, curiosity, surprise, delight there in her eyes. She was quite excited about it and it showed in her voice, it fairly vibrated with surprise and awe.*
”Ace… That was beautiful! I’ve seen things like that in holograms in my time, but never something real… I swear I could even smell them, feel the weight…and then suddenly nothing… That was fantastic! Oh….How lucky you are! What it must be like, to cause things like this to come out of no where… Does it hurt to use magic? Or is it more like a physical exertion? Does everyone here have this ability, or just some rare people like yourself? Do you have to learn how to use it?...”
*She paused and laughed then, at herself mostly for running on like a five year old at a science exhibit. She shook her head and waved her hand lightly, dismissing her own questions.*
”Actually, let’s get to the picnic area before you answer those… I have so many questions that we would take forever to leave here and lose the opportunity entirely. Not that I would mind, but I don’t think you’re particularly fond of my bed and would probably curse me if you had to sleep on it again.”
*She listened as he spoke… Unsure as to what to take by his words… But… To her, it sounded like he really was trying to be her knight, going so far as to protect her… Another first… What a warm, soft feeling… Like being wrapped in a fluffy blanket right out of the dryer when you were feeling sick or tired. She wanted to stretch that moment, to hold onto it, make it last because she wasn’t sure she would ever have it again… Her fingers clung to him for a moment, a squeeze to let him know she understood….and as a thanks… She looked up into his eyes and nodded her head softly. She would point the man out, not out of vengeance or hatred, but because she had never been so unsettled by anything in her life. It was the most uncomfortable thing she had ever experienced and she didn’t like it… She hated it really. She leaned into his hand softly as he moved to tuck her hair behind her ear, loving the texture of his skin… She smiled again for him then, at his agreement for them to go out to the little place she had talked about. She watched him move away, releasing him so he could reach down and pick that shirt up, watching the muscles beneath the skin flex and move, tighten and release. Was there a single part of you that wasn’t wrapped in its own special kind of appeal? She had a sudden burst of giggles at his words, covering her mouth with her hands as she tried to subdue it, shaking her head.*
”This coming from the man who threatened to streak around upstairs to make the girls shush up in the hall? Pot calling the kettle there, I think…”
*

(02:32:31 M)
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*She snorted, like a kitten sneezing and rolled her eyes, knowing he would see it before she winked at him.*
”With all the touching you’ve done Ace I am pretty sure you know what I look like without clothes fairly well already! Not that I’m complaining, mind you…”
*She watched those fingers dance over the buttons, hiding his skin inch by inch… Men like you shouldn’t be allowed clothes, honestly… There was too much to enjoy there for it to be hidden by so many clothes… She nodded her head when he offered to just have her meet him downstairs. It would be better that way because it allowed her time to get a quick sponge bath in and brush her hair a bit as well. She had a smile on her lips as he put on his jacket with the slightest tilt to her head. It was then she felt that soft, light kiss to her cheek that made her eyes widen considerably as she watched him vanish out the door. Her hand raised to press over the spot he had kissed, her cheeks flushing softly. Really… What woman wouldn’t fall head over ass for something like that? She smiled softly, shaking her head as she made her way to her nightstand. She stripped out of the robe and hung it over the back of a chair, picking up her washcloth and dipping it into the water in the basin. She did a quick, thorough pass over her body, removing the typical build up from sleep and such from her form and drying off quickly after. She ran a wide toothed comb through her hair with easy, practiced strokes that separated the curls into loose, soft waves that came to her waist. She had a few dresses that were loaned to her, and pulled out one that was a nice deep chocolate and gold color. It was a bit tight in the bust and hips but fit well enough everywhere else. It was just a good deal more body forming than any of the others but the coloring looked so good on her she couldn’t complain. It made her look like a delicious little sweet treat all wrapped up in golden foil and brought out her eyes and the gold in her hair perfectly. She slipped on a pair of boots that came just below her knees and she was done with her clothes. She pulled the guitar out from under the bed, the one she was borrowing from one of the musicians downstairs and slung it over her shoulder as she made her way down the stairs with light, rapid steps. Stopping in at the kitchen, she grabbed a whicker basket and large table cloth and began to stuff it all with bread rolls, fruits, cheeses, a thing of butter and honey, some jams and cold chicken legs. Two jars of cider were packed in and she was done. She popped her head out the door to stop him sitting there smoking something… She walked up to stand beside him and rested the basket in his lap with a smile. It wasn’t any of her business what he decided to smoke… she would leave that alone. If he could accept her as she was…she would accept him. It was that simple. She adjusted the guitar on her shoulder, her hair falling over the side of it.*
”You can carry the basket since you’re the only one out of us who needs to eat… Let’s go, yes?”
*She was teasing him about the eating part, but she did want him to carry the basket because it was a bit awkward to balance both things with her being as short as she was. As soon as he stood to carry it, they made their way to the spot she had told him about. It wasn’t too far, about a twenty five minute walk but the place was lovely. It was a large pond covered in Lillie pads that were just starting to grow buds in the newly warming weather. There were turtles on the banks along with all sorts of water foul, bright flashed of light as the fish swam about. A herd of deer stood off in the distance near the tree line, dappled in sun and shade. The weather was beautiful, sunny but not hot, just a pleasantly cool day that was springs first promise of arrival. She picked a spot near some pretty bunches of wild flowers, grabbing the blanket form the basket and with a flick, laid out the tablecloth on the grass. Her fingers danced over the strings, tuning it here and there before she would settle down on a corner of that little blanket. She would wait for to sit, perhaps even start to lay out the food and eat before she would begin. Her voice was sweet and high and soft as she started out, though it would grow stronger, more passionate as she continued, her fingers dancing over the guitar strings in accompaniment to it.*
”Come on skinny love just last the year, Pour a little salt we were never here. My my my, my my my, my-my my-my... Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer. Tell my love to wreck it all, Cut out all the ropes and let me fall, My my my, my my my, my-my my-my... Right in the moment this order's tall. And I told you to be patient, And I told you to be fine, And I told you to be balanced, And I told you to be kind, And in the morning I'll be with you, But it will be a different kind, 'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets, And you'll be owning all the fines….. Come on skinny love, what happened here? Suckle on the hope in light brassieres, My my my, my my my, my-my my-my... Sullen load is full, so slow on the split. And I told you to be patient, And I told you to be fine, And I told you to be balanced, And I told you to be kind, And now all your love is wasted? Then who the hell was I? 'Cause now I'm breaking at the britches, And at the end of all your lies…”
*Her voice would get so soft at the end, just a sweet, melodic, heart wrenching croon.*
” Who will love you? Who will fight? And who will fall far behind? Come on skinny love, My my my, my my my, my-my my-my...My my my, my my my, my-my my-my…..”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: Trinity ..he had sunk back down upon that seat just outside the Tavern, or whatever it was she resided within.. and the moment that bamboo reed hit his lips and he drew his mind reacted and he just about melted there on the spot.. it sated that itch that was growing.. like a mosquito had bitten him.. and over the course of the evening it just got that little bit more itchier.. the basket soon landed there in his lap.. he blinked.. it having taken him a bit by surprise.. his mind being elsewhere at that precise moment.. he drew breath and nodded- .. but of course m’lady.. .. he laughed softly.. extinguishing that flicker of flame.. rolling it between a few fingers before what was left would find its way back into his pocket.. he’d slide that basket down along one arm.. to nestle there closer to his elbow..he could hear the whispers from behind the glass window at his back.. it would seem the girls from within the Tavern were keeping an eye on her.. seeing just what she was up to.. so he decided to play on it a little.. give them a bit of a show.. he’d offer her his arm.. and if she’d accept he’d lead her down those few steps.. down onto the semi cobbled road and soon they would be gone from the sight of those rather obnoxious women.. the stroll.. the quiet walk was short.. it gave him a chance to have a proper look at the surrounds in the daylight hours.. only usually peeking his head out in the evening.. and she was not wrong.. the scene that played out before the pair was quite captivating indeed.. the large pond filled with Lillie pads.. the turtles.. the fish.. the flowers that were growing to bloom .. something one would see in a painting hung high upon a wall.. of this he was certain.. he watched as she laid out the tablecloth.. precisely turning every edge of it till it was perfectly flat.. the basket rested soon after.. and then so did she.. he sunk down to sit.. shifting a little so as he could remove his jacket.. it wasn’t required.. the sun though warm was not too hot and the wind was complimenting, he settled then.. his arm outstretched as his body moved onto a bit of a lean.. his eyes wandered just for the moment.. looking out over the horizon.. catching sight of the deer.. the birds in flight.. before her plucking upon those strings would cause him to look back.. and that’s when he’d see her fall into her passion.. to see her open and relaxed as she pretty much poured her heart and soul into those softly spoken words..while it started out.. soft.. smooth.. it soon grew deeper.took on a completely different tone.. and the words a different meaning.. he found himself easily lost in her eyes as she spoke.. her lips as she sung.. and her fingers as they played out such a hauntingly beautiful melody.. he sunk down then.. to lay upon that picnic rug.. that table cloth she had placed down only moments before.. his gaze lifted to watch the clouds as they floated on past.. it really was quite a relaxing area.. the sounds of the scene.. and then her voice.. he didn’t feel agitated.. or frustrated.. he didn’t feel angry or lost.. he just felt.. oddly comfortable.. sure give it some time that could well change but for the moment.. it was nice.. his lids managed to close over.. though he was not resting.. he was simply relaxing.. when the song came to a close there was a smile there resting upon his features.. he lifted his hands to give her a soft round of applause- .. that was quite an experience really, so thank you.. .. he offered in a quiet reply, turning his head a little to the side there.. his lashes lifting to reveal that gaze as he looked upon her once more.. his features told her nothing.. he had one of those faces that a poker player dreamt of.. - . a date with a seamstress will have to be made.. I will of course honour my side of the bargain.. as promised.... he slid his hand down into the pocket of his slacks.. retrieving a small card.. he held it out to her.. upon it was the name of a seamstress and an address- .. just tell her it’s on me.. I will deal with the cost.. and whatever else is required.. you deserve to be comfortable.. .. the dress she had on on this particular occasion was new.. not something he had seen before.. chocolate in colour with those golden tones.. it hugged at those generous curves.. those completely grab able hips.. Oh he remembered all to well what they felt like,, supremely soft.. and curved in just the right way to catch every mans attention.. the brown fabric squeezed her already tiny waist and clearly struggled under the weight of her breasts.. his lips parted a little .. though he caught himself before he tripped.. deciding to place his head back upon the cloth.. patting the spot beside him- ..come.. sit.. or.. er.... well he couldn’t really tell her to come lay.. that sounded as odd in his head as it would have sounded coming from his mouth.. he cleared his throat.. the dress was making things a little hard.. on him.. it was causing his mind to flood with images from earlier.. catching snippets of her naked.. the plane of her back.. the curves of that sweet ass of hers.. her thighs.. the gentle rise of her stomach.. the swell and weight of her breasts.. the ways she so quickly responded to his touches.. to his words.. his mouth suddenly became quite dry.. he lifted one hand to rest it behind his head.. the other clutched at the fabric of his shirt.. something he didn’t even realise he was doing at the time.. -.. It doesn’t hurt to use magic… no.. .. he cleared his throat again.. an effort to make him think on something else was required.. was needed and quickly- .. not at all.. it is more physical.. the more I do.. the harder it is on the body.. I just have to be careful .. Ive passed out before when the action was a little to intense.. .. he nodded- .. not everyone has the ability no.. some do.. most don’t.. It’s not so much learning how to use it.. as learning how to direct it.. to control it.. it’s something you’re born with.. controlling it quickly is very advantageous ..


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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had spent her life in nothing more than a concrete jungle where the pounding of her feet on gravel were the only natural sounds in the whole world. Humans had long since destroyed the rainforests and oceans; everything that had been green and beautiful was gone, used to fuel their machines. The only time she had ever seen anything living was on the internet. When she had come here and seen everything alive and green, where nature and man were in balance… It had blown her mind quite out of the water and she had stood there agog for some time. It had all been so beautiful, that soft aqua world where gravity was nothing but a word made by man and the greed emerald of forests and the blinding white of mountains and deserts. When she had fallen into the sea, fished out by the men in boats and saw the world around her on land as they drew close, she was just as mesmerized. Sure, it was a bit flatter, a bit harder to navigate in, but the colors were bright and shifting around her. This world… things living all around her…THAT was magic to her. She smiled down at him, for once the taller of the two in that moment. She had seen what he did, snuffing that odd resin between his fingers to put it out and place it back in his pocket. She had seen plenty of drug users in her life, people who used man made substances to get high. Meth, Acid, Crack Cocaine, Methadone… She had seen many people waste away into nothingness, loose everything to those drugs and never once question why. Whatever this was though, it could never be as bad as the drugs she had seen used in her time. At least here it was all natural, the only drugs coming from the earth itself, and those couldn’t be too bad… Right? She could hear those whispers too but she ignored them for the most part. She was going to be talked about for quite a while, almost enough to push her to the point of asking Ace if that spare room was still available. She would continue to work, she had to have some sort of an income to pay Ace rent of some sort as well as take care of her own needs. She had put Ace through the ringer when he pressed all those right buttons and he had managed to hold back, something she had never seen before. The fact he didn’t kiss on the lips didn’t hurt either. She would be safe with him if she did go… She just wasn’t sure if she should ask. Ace was… something special, she knew that deep down in her circuits. She wasn’t sure she wanted to put that sort of stress on him, to interrupt his life as he had it in those moments before he had met her. It would be something she would have to think about, perhaps let him bring up the offer again later… If she took it then at least she wouldn’t be seen as a girl that waffled about so much. She would indeed loop her arm through his, her hand coming to rest on the back of his as they started out. It really wasn’t far at all, and it was an easy thing to set up the picnic and get settled down herself. The dress was a bit tight so she couldn’t sit cross legged as she wanted to but she managed to sit with her legs beneath her just fine. The wind was a calm whisper, picking up strands of her hair to play with them, settling about her shoulders and down her back. Between words, she would open her eyes to look at him as he rested there, his eyes closing as he simply gave himself up to the warm sun and soft new grass. She herself rocked back and forth softly as she gave herself up to the music that was her grand passion in this world, the truest expression of her freedom and her choice of it. When she finished, she heard that soft applause that caused her to open her eyes and look down at him, a smile on her lips. She would bow her head to him in thanks for the applause. She set the guitar to the side, still listening when she spoke of that seamstress, and she shook her head. She took the card and slipped it between the strings of the guitar and fret board behind them.*
”Ace, you are really silly sometimes, you know that?”
*She went over to his side when he called her, her hand coming to rest on his chest, to toy with a button of his shirt as she spoke.*
”I would have sung for you just for you asking it of me Ace. I don’t want dresses…just the pleasure of your company is enough.”
*She noticed his fingers gripping his shirt and her fingers left that button to gently detangle his fist from the fabric there, taking that hand between her own fingers. She would turn his hand to the side and trace gentle, feather light patterns on his palm as she listened to him speak about Magic. It rather sounded like how most humans handle the mechanical upgrades they wanted to have installed. Some got robotic body parts to replace those that were missing from birth or lost in accidents, others got microchips inserted that allowed them to upload, download, and surf the internet all from the comfort of their own mind. Those upgrades came with a cost though, humans had to learn how to use them and it put a lot of stress on the mind and body. Even afterwards if they overused it, things could short out and cause serious damage to their owners. She continued to draw little pictures on the palm of his hand when she replied, her hair falling around her shoulders to tickle at his hand and arm and neck.*
”I can understand that…It makes sense. It is not so different from the things that happen in my time really… People, humans, try to become more like…my kind… And the cost of doing so puts a lot of strain on the body, sometimes causing permanent nerve damage or loss of limb if the person abuses it… The way you make it sound though… It’s as if magic is… Fluid? Like a living thing almost, something you can use but will bite you if you don’t respect it… Am I right?...”
*She would move her hand then to stroke at his hair… She had wanted to know the texture of it for hours now, and she might as well take advantage of it. He seemed so relaxed at the moment, she just wanted him to enjoy himself and bathe in the sunshine as she was. Her fingers were light, hesitant at first, just barely touching him with the tips of her fingers. She would begin to run her fingers through his hair, loving the thickness there that wrapped around her fingers. Soft but crisp… it felt wonderful really, the action brining her as much pleasure as she hoped it did him. It was a soothing thing, a tender action of someone who was completely comfortable in their current situation. She shifted her weight again, choosing to lay down fully beside him, looking up at the sky as she lightly laced her fingers with his own. The wind was so soft today, the sun such a pleasant warmth, and Ace beside her made her feel very much at peace. She would want to stay here forever if she could…Just here, by his side, listening to him talk and breath.*



...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he offered her a somewhat dismissive wave with his hand- .. You might not want dresses, but I am however a man of my word.. You only need to duck into that womans shop.. talk with her.. tell her what it is you want and she will make it up for you.. .. his head tilted a little to the side as he watched her nestling down beside him.. remaining seated so she was above him for the moment.. her fingers were warm.. smooth.. baby soft as she reached and grasped his hand.. untangling his gripping fingers.. turning his palm over to draw those soft intricate little patterns there.. the corners of his lips twitched a little.. his finger tips did the same.. the sensation was teetering on that thin line between tickling and pleasurable.. his lids grew heavier.. half closing.. - .. Well.. .. he would offer in a quiet reply.. when she spoke on people wanting to be more like .. well whatever it was she was.. a doll of sorts.. with metallic parts.. - .. sounds as though the general populace in .. your time as you put it.. .. he shifted a little removing that hand from behind his head.. to come down to rest atop her hand.. - .. are a little loopy.. .. he chuckled lightly.. giving a slight shake of his head- .. I don’t understand why people feel the need to change themselves.. makes no sense to me.. .. he’d then feel her fingers lightly caressing their way across his hair.. just a delicate touch at first.. barely even felt before it would fall deeper.. running through those thick richly coloured locks.. this would be when his lids would fall completely.. concealing his grey gaze for the moment.. his lips would part.. a breath.. a murmur sounding there after.. such an innocent act was simply bewitching.. almost hypnotizing.. he shifted a little there upon that table cloth.. the fingers over her other half curled inward to hold.. to grip just a little firmer than they would have moments prior.. it was clear.. or it would have been surely that this was one of his ‘buttons’.. he felt her shifting.. her legs stretching out as she slid in beside him.. his arm lifted.. though his gaze remained closed.. he reached and wrapped that arm around her.. drawing her in just a little closer.. if her head came down to rest there upon his chest she’d hear that heart of his throbbing there within it’s tight little confines.. - .. you’re right.. .. he whispered..- ..magic is not something to be toyed with.. you have to respect it.. or it will eat you up from the inside.. killing you in the end.. .. he tilted his head a little so his chin lowered.. his lips pressed to the top of her hair.. - ..I may be.. perhaps a little forward.. or even out of line.. .. spoken softly.. his eyes remaining closed.. his body in turn relaxing..- ..but I don’t want you going back to that Tavern to stay.. to work.. sure.. whatever takes your fancy.. whatever floats your boat.. but I can’t .. if I am completely honest with myself.. I can’t let you go and stay in a room that’s about the size of a cupboard.. with a bed that’s harder than this table cloth here.. with those fork tongued women just outside the door.. I.. . he paused.. choosing his words very carefully- can’t accept that for a friend.. I just can’t.. and If I could.. it would say a lot more about me than about you for being as stubborn as you are.. You deserve to be comfortable at least.. it’s a spare room.. it’s not mine.. It has the bare essentials.. and it has a lock.. what you do in there is your business.. and Ill be frank with you Trinity.. I will not.. .. he put quite a bit of emphasis on the ‘not’ - .. allow you to refuse


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Well, if he was going to insist…she couldn’t really refuse him now could she? If she didn’t take him up on it, she had the sneaking suspicion that Ace wouldn’t let the matter go all too easily. After all, she had come to learn through the last few hours that when Ace took a stand on it, his feet might as well be dipped in cement because he didn’t budge. It was ad admirable trait, a wonderful quality really to have in a person. Sure, sometimes it could make things a little difficult but that tended to run with people who couldn’t look at a situation from a different perspective, but knowing someone had that kind of resolve meant that at least you would always know where they stood. It was a good deal better to deal with a stubborn person than one who couldn’t keep firm on a single thing to save their life. Besides… She really did need some dresses and underpinnings; after all she had nothing to put on under the dresses and she was sure that it would be something that was needed under many of the clothes here. And…it would be nice to actually have something that fit. She was careful not to tear her clothes, but she had a moment or two in this dress already where she was afraid of busting a seam. Her hips and breasts were a bit too big, and it was a little… uncomfortable to wear things so very tight on her.*
”Well… Honestly, having something that fits would be nice, truly. I wonder what the under things are here…”
*It was an honest question for her, truly. Did she have to get bloomers for some of the dresses? Or were they a shade more modern like what they had in her time? She loved her boy shorts unders, absolutely loved them but when she got fished out of the water and put up at the auction block, they had stripped her out of everything. It was standard procedure though, after all, people wanted to know what they were buying. She hoped it wasn’t bloomers though… After all, Ace had been wearing what she swore to Google were a pair of boxers that looked very much like the stuff from her time, so surely they had female underwear of the same style… She smiled down at him when he talked about the people from her time. She laughed even, a soft little thing as you called them loopy.*
”My dearest Ace, the people in my time are so far down the rabbit hole that they have long surpassed Alice. In my world though, it is normal… They need those things to survive sometimes, but mostly it’s just for bragging rights. We don’t have a world like this, we killed off all things natural a long time ago… Before I came here, I had never even seen a tree, a real, living tree. This land here…it’s so beautiful I often wonder if I’m dreaming… Of course, the company doesn’t hurt either.”
*She continued to run her fingers through his hair, the texture of it was just wonderfully thick but soft too… She couldn’t even put a name on it really, the way it felt was just amazing and unlike anything she had ever had the pleasure to experience. She was also relishing the feeling of her hand being cupped, covered by his. She could easily get drunk on the sensations of his hands alone, but being near him, able to smell his unique scent, feel his hair beneath her hand, hear the sound of his voice. It was enough to honestly make her a bit lightheaded, like having a glass too many of a strong sweet wine. She felt his fingers grip over hers with a delicious firmness that made a shiver ripple through her body, a soft sort of shudder that danced along her muscles. That was just from stroking his hair…She wondered what he would do if they ever took a bath together… She would sit behind him, her hands in his hair as she washed it for him, massaging his scalp and rubbing his neck and shoulders… She didn’t know if they would ever have that opportunity, but it would be an interesting thing to fantasize about though. When his arm came around her, she moved in closer to him willingly, flushing herself against his side, her head moving to rest over his heart. Her eyes would slide closed, loving that sound of his heart beating beneath her ear. She could sing forever with that beat as her personal tempo, using it to time the best moments of her life… That kiss upon the top of her head wouldn’t go amiss, a soft, happy blush crossing over her cheeks, a satisfied smile on her lips. Call yourself what you liked…to her… You were something special to her… And she hoped no one else saw it… It just made it all that more special to her and she didn’t think she would enjoy sharing this with anyone else… Greedy little thing she was… She sighed softly, happily, listening to his explanation about magic. Her comment was short and sweet, but truer than the sun rising.*
”I’ll bring you back if it gets that bad… I won’t tell you what to do…but I’ll be there at the end to help you pick up the pieces…”
*He could take that however he chose to, she meant it with her whole being. If she had to hold him for hours, repairing him until her battery died and she had to switch to using her own heart again, she would do it. She wouldn’t let him die… he meant too much to her. When he said he was being too forward, a part of her wanted to laugh softly at that. He had been a bit too forward when he had cupped her breast this morning but it didn’t really matter. She listened, hearing the offer again. Well, she had told herself she would take it… The catty women there combined with the fact that that man was hanging about where she lived were both a bit too much for her to bear. She could deal with one or the other with reasonable grace, but the two of them at once would have her climbing the walls in no time…Plus she was sure that Ace’s home had to be a good deal warmer than her own little room was. She nodded her head there against his chest, not wanting to move from that spot just yet, enjoying the sound and warmth there far too much to give it up so quickly. She wrapped her arm around him, her fingers lightly curling into the fabric of his shirt as she lay there supple and softly against him.*

(06:19:30 M)
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: .*
”I had told myself…after that man came that if you offered again, I’d be more inclined to take you up on it… I threw everything I had at you, and you stood firm and refused me… I know I’ll be safe with you, I won’t have to be scared or worried… If I stayed there, other men might not be so…courteous. It was a gambit run either way, but having those catty little things and the male all at once, I’d lose my mind… It doesn’t matter if it’s bigger or smaller, softer or harder…it’s infinitely better for several reasons, and none of them relating to the quality of living Ace…”
*She would let him chew on that a bit, though the stress he put on the not caught her attention, enough to make her head rise from his chest, her arm tighten around him just a bit more as she looked down on his face.*
”If I had refused, what would you do Ace?"

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. now that would be one that would make him have to have a good hard think.. underwear for women.. it was an area he never really paid a great deal of attention to.. other than to rip them off or have them removed in haste.. - .. uhh.. I think that question would best be answered by the seamstress.. .. he nodded.. deciding to leave it at that.. at least for the moment.. he listened to her as she spoke on Alice and the rabbit hole.. how things were so very different in her time.. though it seemed as though most were awfully shallow..people here.. in this ‘now’ didn’t seem to have too hard of a time dealing with the day to day.. vanity was rare.. most just couldn’t be bothered and just understood that what they were given.. was what they had.. when she rested her head down upon his chest his arm would shift.. he’d begin to softly stroke a few fingers down her back.. along that smooth chocolate coloured fabric.. feeling how tight it was against her skin.. - .. I don’t really find myself in such terrible predicaments anymore.. or at least I haven’t for a while.. .. lies.. but he wasn’t going to go into any great detail about what had occurred there upon that beach.. that was need to know- ..But, thankyou none the less.... her words then.. of being there at the end to help him pick up the pieces struck him a little.. it was quite profound really.. just what was she promising to do? Just what was she trying to say? That she would give it all up..everything to make sure he was ok?.. groaning inwardly.. the guilt inside him was making him ache.. she was a precious little thing..she really was, and she deserved a hellova lot better than him.. he still couldn’t be sure what he could offer, if anything.. and he was still doing his damnest to not just drop her right there and tear that god forsaken golden dress from her.. -.. well.. the offer remains open.. for you of course.. .. he nodded.. his eyes remaining closed.. just breathing in the general area around the pair.. the scene playing out.. trying in earnest to not let her scent attack him.. and it was winning out.. his senses were having trouble fighting it off.. therein causing his mind to flood with the images he was having trouble with only moments earlier.. his lids snapped back open.. his gaze shot up to the sky above.. drawing breath inward through his nose a moment.. his teeth gritted down though with his mouth closed it would certainly not be noticeable.. - ..Well.. .. he paused a moment- .. I do believe I’d make things very hard for you Trinity until you accepted.. .. what she took from that would be up to her of course.. was he going to make her uncomfortable with words? With touches?.. was he going to tease her.. to taunt her.. to torment her sweet little mind with his suave ways.. Or was he simply going to make sure she could not return to the Tavern.. therefore making her choose his house by default? Was she willing to take that bet and see? - ..I wont beg.. .. he shook his head .. I’m not that kind of guy.. I just think this would be best for you.. you’d be a lot more comfortable.. that’s all..and at least in my home you won’t have any unwelcome visitors come knocking.. as they’d soon know better of it .. his lashes blinked then as a singular droplet of rain splashed across them.. he blinked.. and blinked again.. glancing up into the sudden onset of clouds.. his brows furrowed- ..as much as Id love to keep you here.. in this little moment.. we are going to get very.. very wet if we don’t move.. .. another droplet.. and then another.. steadily growing as each minute passed.. -

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had been honestly curious, about the underwear thing but from the way he talked… Had she made him perhaps a little uncomfortable? In a way, it wouldn’t matter would it? After all, she could design her underwear herself and be done with it. She did smile though, shaking her head there atop his chest after she had thought about it and came to her own answer.*”You know, I don’t think it matters, does it? Whatever I want I can draw it out for her and she can make it for me. What’s normal here doesn’t need to be what I wear after all, they’ll be my knickers and no one will see them. They might cost you a bit though Ace, I’ve always wanted a pair of silk bottoms.”*She did too, that slipper softness against her skin would be an amazingly thing to feel. Just a little bit of innocent naughtiness that would be fun, just for her. As for her people of her time… They virtually invented the word Shallow, and some of them were so bad that you could stand in a puddle of them and not get your feet wet. Releasing a sigh was his way of knowing she was enjoying those strokes down her back, relaxing even more against him, her head resting so still and peaceful atop his heart. Nodding her head, she moved her leg, to rest it crossed over his thighs, a soft sweet mean as she got truly comfortable, that perfect position where everything just felt so good she didn’t want to move.*”Mmmm… Doesn’t mean you won’t though Ace… You’re like a Lion… You might remain peaceful for a while, but you’ll never turn tail and run… You just don’t seem like that kind of person to me… You’re too strong to give someone the opportunity to see your back…”*She was so comfortable she found herself having one of those little happy sighs, when you’re so completely relaxed that your body doesn’t quite know what to do with itself. She hadn’t been so comfortable in her entire life, she just wanted to sleep all over again despite the fact that she was technically fully charged. What an odd thing to know, to feel, when all she had ever known were the stiff patterns of life, to have a batch of softness.*”I’ll take it Ace… I don’t have anything to bring with me though… Everything I have right now is borrowed or on loan… I’d have to get my boss to give me the money I won’t be spending on rent this week and get me a ready-made dress… If you can tolerate waiting for me while I do that so I can return everything that I’ve been loaned, I can move in tonight… Unless that’s too soon?”*She hadn’t thought about that part at all, honestly. Ace might have that empty room and bed, but she didn’t know if he wanted to do a bit of house cleaning or something before she came over. That was a bit of presumptive thinking on her part, and that wasn’t terribly nice now was it? After all, he was giving her a home, at least so long as he wanted her to remain there. The least she could do was make sure it wouldn’t put any added stress on him. With a bit of quick and flawless math in her head, she knew she would be getting about fifty silver and whatever she got in tips from the bar tending and the performance. Since she didn’t have to pay rent, it was all hers to keep and use as she saw fit. Over all, she figured on a gold coin, perhaps a bit more. She could get herself that ready-made dress as well as some food and things for the house. The least she could do was make sure that he would be comfortable too. Besides, she had been programmed and taught to cook and she was something of a master at that. One upside of her being what she was, she had some awesome skills logged in and uploaded in her. Sewing sadly wasn’t one of them, it held no purpose in her time. Still, there were worse things in the world not to know. When he said he would make it hard for her though, she felt a little thrill of pleasure pulse through her body, and perhaps…just a bit of pride… She had meant it teasingly but his words let her know with little doubt that he was quite serious, that he wasn’t taking this lightly. Perhaps it was something special for him to do? Looking, thinking about it a bit closer, made her think that it was a possibility indeed. After all, he was a man who freely admitted to having many faces, many facets of himself and he chose which ones to show the world as it suited him. A man who admitted to such things, and who was as proud and strong as this man beneath her, beside her…. Well…yes… It was a rare thing for him. She would store that little nugget of information to use later, to help her decide when something was the right thing to do with him. She wouldn’t push him though, she had done enough of that earlier, to test and measure his strings, his tension strength. She had not found him wanting, indeed, she found him strong willed and when he chose to do something he had the resilience to stick with that choice. Most men didn’t, even she didn’t. After all, she was here, accepting his offer even after she had denied him twice. She pressed her lips over his heart, her fingers softly tangling in the fabric of his shirt as she looked down at him, her eyes getting lost in his own. She had never thought that such a lack of vibrant color could be so beautiful… Those grey eyes did well to mesmerize and enchant her.*”I think you could make my life a right hell if you wanted to Ace… I want to say I don’t think you would, but that would be an awful lot of assumption on my part. You said yourself that you let people think of you what they want to, that those who want to truly know you, would have to work at that. I’ve never been one afraid of hard work, and I think you’re worth it… You’d be a special, rare person to know Ace… So as much as I would like to think that you wouldn’t do it… I would have to say I would be wrong… You’re like me…we both go after what we want and we don’t let anything stop us. Besides, I wouldn’t want you to beg, not for something like that…or ever, really. That would be like putting a lion in a cage, it’s just wrong to debase something as strong and wonderful as that… You have my best interests at heart, and I am going to trust you with that.”*She too had felt the rain coming down and knew a moment of panic. Nothing in this world terrified her like lightning, it made her crumple into a pile of fear and nerves and unable to move. Let it just be rain, she prayed. She sat up quickly and began to pack everything up again, they had gotten so lost in the moment Ace hadn’t eaten so it was just the cloth and guitar. She slung the instrument over her shoulder, chewing on her lip as she waited for Ace.*”We should go, yes? I’m terrified of lightning honestly and I’d rather not be near it at all if that’s a possibility. You’d have to carry me if we get caught in…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ''‡Ţŗĭ: ..he shook his head lightly- .. I am not so concerned about the price of it.. so don’t worry about it.. really.. just converse with the seamstress.. or tailor.. or whatever she is.. and let her know exactly what you want.. and it will be done.. .. a quiet exhale sounded when her lips pressed just above his heart.. even with his shirt on he could feel the heat of her lips.. her breath.. the rain drops would begin their descent there soon after.. nature was finding its way to ruin things.. as it usually always did.. a droplet here.. another there.. splashing upon cheeks… eyelashes.. and everywhere else.. steadily growing thicker.. harder.. the shower was as if someone were under a shower.. there was no hail.. or ice.. just soft ice cold rain.. he watched her draw herself up quite quickly.. gathering up her guitar before he too would jump to his feet.. one rather agile movement would have him gathering up that table cloth and basket before he’d usher her forward- .. of course.. go.. go.. .. he’d offer that little bit of urgency.. the clouds were darkening considerably which meant a storm was well on its way.. lightning and those loud cracks of thunder would soon follow.. and if she was as fearful of them as she said.. well she best get indoors and quickly.. they moved around the pond.. trying to avoid the puddles as they formed quite quickly.. it would seem several people had gotten caught out in the weather.. many were packing up carts of fruit and wares.. ushering children indoors.. hearding up horses into their stables.. he grabbed a hold of her hand.. slick and wet as it was.. curling his fingers around it- . Come.. come.. .. he’d call to her.. the rain was doing well to muck with his vision.. it was growing a bit harder to be able to keep his eyes open And let the rain just trickle about his lashes.. the pair of them were drenched through as they weaved through a few of the towns semi cobbled streets.. he managed to slip a little every so often when his boots hit the slick wet stones.. up a small set of wooden stairs.. sheltered then upon the porch of the lower half of a taller building.. he released her hand.. patting down his pockets as he retrieved an old key.. his hands were shaking a little from the cold.. making such an easy job all the more harder.. the door was soon unlocked.. he waited for her.. - .. ladies first.. .. his hand rose.. reaching back to slide his soaked through hair back away from his forehead.. the house was his.. or more so the lower section of a shop above.. the first thing that would hit her as she entered would be the warmth.. it was gloriously warm and supremely comfortable.. the fire had been lit much earlier in the day and left to run..perhaps guiding her to the idea that he did not have the place entirely to himself.. afterall he had been with her for the last day and a bit more.. who would have had time to light it?.. the door closed behind her after he stepped inside.. his clothing much like hers was drenched.. his shirt clung to his broad chest like a second skin.. his slacks did much the same.. revealing the outline of his well defined legs.. he shrugged off his coat.. or more so peeled it from his frame.. hanging it there upon a stand.. the décor inside was.. basic…if he was wealthy he didn’t show it.. a few arm chairs.. a larger couch.. small tables.. a generous fireplace there in the middle.. - .. go.. go get warm.. .. he motioned toward the fireplace before he would move to step out of the room.. returning a little while after that.. coming up behind her.. sliding a thick towel about her shoulders- .. I of course do not own anything that will actually fit you.. but you can’t remain in that dress in it’s current state.. .. he rubbed his hands along that towel in an effort to dry her arms a little- .. I’ve put a simple t-shirt and some drawstring pants in the spare room.. they will be too large.. but you should be able to pull them in.. at least until your dress is dry.. go.. get changed.. .. he motioned off to the left.. the door there with the yellow glass inlay nearer the middle..it was a security measure for that room he had put in..for its previous resident.. when staying in the room you could see what was going on outside.. but if someone were to look through the glass from the lounge proper.. the room would appear empty- . go.. I’ll dry off out here .. he wait.. watching her as she more or less toddled off into that spare room.. it wasn’t large by any means but still a damn sight bigger than the one she was in previous.. it held a double bed.. the mattress was plush.. soft.. you’d sink down into it when you settled down to sit.. a big quilt and a few pillows.. a side table.. a lantern.. a cupboard for her clothing .. well when she actually got clothing.. a chest for her things.. and a dresser with a small circular mirror.. he would remain out there standing before the hearth.. before that firesplace.. his arm outstretched.. leaning against the mantle as his head sunk down.. his eyes closed over.. he was taking a few deeper breaths.. he was chilled to the bone.. and exhausted.. perhaps he had left his addiction to fight for itself for a little to long and the earlier hit was not near enough.. afterall he had been interrupted by her arrival before he even got to finish it.. his hands rose.. he stretched them high above his head before he’d undo each of those buttons.. peeling that shirt off his moist skin.. he rolled his shoulders back.. and then his neck.. feeling the muscles creak.. the bones pop.. removing each shoe.. before he’d unclasp his buckle.. removing his belt.. letting it hang over the fires metal cover.. the button.. the zip.. before he would much like his shirt slide down those slacks.. those lean muscled legs back on display once again.. if she had of actually glanced through that window his back would be to her as he straightened out.. and just like everything else he owned.. those shorts of his would also be soaked through.. and clinging to that ass like their life depended on it.. the glimpse she’d get however would be fleeting as he’ grab that towel and wrap it about his middle.. fastening it down before he’d move to lean back upon the mantle.. just letting the heat caress his bared skin.. drinking it in-

[BadInfluence]

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She could only shake her head at his words, offering to spoil her rotten with things when she had said what she did. She really would have enough money to hold her over until the end of the month without the rent and food eating up into her profits and tips. She had already planned on helping Ace out with a few things and paying rent too. After all, this was something of a partnership between them. He gave her protection from the nasty bits at work, while she was expected to what, just mooch off of him like some lazy leech? No, thank you, she would do her best to pull her own weight as much as she could. She had already thought Ace might not take her money, so she planned on buying food for him and keeping the house tidy.*”Ace, I might not have been here long, but clothes ARE pricy… If you think I’ll just be a lump on a log and take everything your willing to offer, you got the wrong person. I’m a devil with numbers after all, and I know what it would cost, even if you say it doesn’t matter….”*Then that rain, that damned, awful, cursed rain began falling and if she had been able to do so, she would have gladly pitch-slapped mother nature for running her day off like this. No food, no cider, no chance to just enjoy the day with him. And it was been beautifully sunny too, but the rain here was insistent and though it didn’t usually stay for hours and hours, it certainly came around more often than anything else she had ever known. The worst part was that it was bloody cold too! The sky didn’t look all that friendly either and she could feel the hair on her arms standing straight up in fear of that lightning. She was an android and every bone in her body was covered in metal, making her a walking lightning rod. She had good reason to be terrified of storms, even more so of lightning and thunder. She didn’t need much insistence to get her moving, none at all. She was a fast and agile little thing too, more gazelle than human when she got her feet itching to pound some earth. She had to go a bit carefully though, the boots she was wearing were a bit too big for her little feet and it made for some sloppy traction. If she wasn’t careful she could end up on her ass in a minute without the right footing to hold her up.*”Oh you don’t have to tell me twice! It’s pissing rain and it’s cold a sin and mother nature is a cruel thing to ruin our picnic like this. Someone needs to pitch-slap her.”*She saw the puddles, knew they could hide Google knows what in there, from rocks to branches and such. She would rather just jump over them rather than do all this skirting but her dress wasn’t exactly conductive to that sort of range of movement and if anything, it reduced her speed a bit because she couldn’t move the way she wanted to. She felt like she was drowning on dry land in this downpour, constantly having to pull her hair out of her face where it constantly got plastered and blocked her vision and breathing. Sometimes having hair as long as hers was more curse than blessing, it was just sticking to her everywhere and she simply didn’t dare to try and tie in back in a braid. It was then she felt his fingers curling around hers, the rain seeping away the warmth he had there, and she knew hers were just as cold. She closed her fingers around his own, lacing them as she kept pace with him without slowing him down. When he told her to come, she laughed brightly, despite the rain and thunder rumbling in the distance. Laughter was good, it kept her from being afraid, and by all the Wiki in the world, she was getting terrified.*”I know you’re good Ace, but I don’t think I can come on command just yet! We will have to try that later, so sorry!”*She slipped then, that damn boot was too big and the fact it was half full of water from the stuff pouring down her legs didn’t help much for grip either. She heard the fabric ripping on the side over her thigh as she tried to compensate rapidly so she didn’t end on her ass. Internally, she was swearing up a storm, though that died instantly as she saw the ark of white light hit some thirty or so feet away, just outside of town. She nearly shut down there, the only thing that kept her moving was Ace’s hand around her own, guiding her to his home. When they got onto those stairs while he tried to open the door, she curled into him as close as she could, probably not helping the matter of getting the key in the lock but she didn’t care. As soon as that door was open though she was in there faster than a scalded cat, shaking like a leaf just a few feet ahead of him. When he was in, she relaxed just a bit, enough to push her hair out of her face and allow her to see what was around her. When she stopped shaking, she realized it was warm and let out a soft sigh, feeling her tight muscles relax almost instantly. Looking about she realized the sparse décor but didn’t think much about it at all. After all, she had no reason to base his materials on any meaning of wealth or not. In her time, she had been owned by men who had less furnishings than this, and by others who could crowd a stadium with the furniture they would try to put in just one room. The important things were there though, the chairs, a big comfortable looking sofa, and the fire. What more mattered, what more was really needed? She nodded her head at his words and went to stand by the fire, her fingers pulling that hair over her shoulder and plaiting it into a braid quickly. Even then, it hung well down past the middle of her waist. She felt terrible really, she was dripping puddles all over his floor and she felt like such a hind for it too. She felt the towel as it was draped over her shoulders, her fingers rising to caress the back of his in thanks.*”Thank you Ace, that’s very kind of you… Even if they are big, I am sure I can make due with it. Anything is better than this dress, I ended up ripping it when I slipped. I’ll be right back…”*

(23:57:32 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*And off she had gone, slipping into that room without a sound. She noticed how everything she could need was there, and on a bigger, more comfortable scale than she had ever had before. She felt a smile on her face before she even knew it was there, and took it all in as she stripped down. She had gone to the window and opened it a crack, taking off her boots to drain the pooled water in them out onto the street below. She then began to strip out of that dress…or try to. The damn thing had shrunk when it got wet and it was already tight on her to start with. No wonder she had ripped the side seam when she slipped! Giving up, she simply grabbed both sides of that tear and finished the job with several hard, sudden jerks to the fabric. There was no going back now anyways, and at least she got the bloody thing off of her. She had no idea where to put the torn fabric though, and upon finding a nail outside the window, she hung the fabric there. She could get it back and throw it away later when it wouldn’t make puddles all through the house. Drying off was easy body wise, she wasn’t terribly large to start with, the worst was her hair. Long and thick, she had to unbraid it and rub it vigoursly with a towel before it was at least tolerably dry. It was already starting to curl, long loose little things that hung like strands of ribbon down her back. The clothes were…far too large. His t-shirt alone fit her much like a nightgown though, falling to an inch or two above her knees. She didn’t even try with the pants, she wouldn’t be able to walk with them even if she rolled the top and bottoms up several times. It would be too bulky and uncomfortable for her to bother. She hadn’t peeked on him through the glass, if she had known what she was missing though, she would likely kick herself right in the arse several times… Then again, did she really need that temptation? She wanted him when he was fully clothed, Google knows how bad it would be when she got to see every nook and cranny lit by firelight. As it was, when she came out, pretty little bare feet padding along the floor and saw him in a towel, she was stopped in her tracks. Her mouth went bone dry and her eyes widened, dilated as she was hit with the full force of lust all over again. It took her a good minute or two of just staring at him before she came to her senses and shook her head. Yep…it was bad enough in the towel, thank Gigastick she had missed the rest. She had to bite down on the side of her tongue and keep her eyes on the floor to keep herself within moderate mental faculties. She placed herself in a chair near the fire, her hands still plying the towel to her hair in an attempt to get it thoroughly dried. Her voice was a bit huskier than normal, a dead giveaway that she was more than a little pleased to see him but was working on not showing it.*”The room is lovely Ace, thank you… I never thought I would be able to stay somewhere so comfortable… The bed looks softer than a cloud and warm too… Honestly, It’s a lot more than I ever hoped to get… So really…thank you so much…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ''‡Ţŗĭ: ..his free hand had risen, diving into his slick wet hair.. giving it a bit of a shake until it settled back into place.. it wasn’t as neat as it normally was.. a bit tossled and untidy.. his body as a whole was feeling a bit better by this stage.. a bit warmer.. not quite so chilled to the bone.. her re-emergence into the room didn’t catch him until she spoke.. he straightened out.. glancing across to her then.. noticing the oversized shirt swimming on her.. his hand slid back to rest there against the back of his neck.. he lightly rubbed at the damp flesh.. how hot did she look? Right at that very moment?.. legs that just went on forever poking out from beneath the lengths of cotton fabric.. he found a sudden need to clear his throat.. and of course he did so.. - .. I thought the pants might be a touch on the large side for you.. clearly.. .. he motioned toward her- .. the shirt is much the same.. .. his gaze lifted suddenly as a loud crack of thunder sounded.. it was enough to make the house shudder.. the rain started pounding down upon the roof.. it was really quite loud.. lucky they were to leave when they did.. his hand slid back down to rest there against his side.. - .. It’s nothing.. really.. just a room that’s gathering dust.. that you may as well use.. make yourself at home.. .. his grey gaze lingered on her a moment longer.. watching as she sunk down into the chair.. drying her hair as best she could.. he could almost make out the lines of her figure.. her bodies shape as she moved.. though he had of course seem and felt a lot more than he was viewing right at this moment.. and those images were making him a .. touch uncomfortable.. he paused.. - .. I’ll.... hesitating.. his hand reaching to rub against his forehead- .. I think I’ll go put some clothes on.. yes.. .. he nodded.. offering a shake of his head at his own awkwardness before he would turn and wander across the lounge room..toward a second door.. across from hers.. he’d stop though.. his hand upon the doors handle.. - .. There’s a few things in the kitchen to make some tea.. if.. you want.. help yourself.. .. he cracked his neck a little.. glancing back over is shoulder.. again tat look would hold.. before he would disappear behind a closing door.. he leant then back against it.. the mere moment it closed.. his fingers balling into fists.. a breath.. shuddered forced through gritted down teeth.. his body was having a right old time with the way he was feeling right now.. the intensity of it all.. on one hand he had withdrawal.. it was like an itch deep down that you couldn’t ever quite reach. And then on the other he had desire.. that lust.. that need.. he took a few deeper breaths.. knocking his head back against the hard wood..fuck.. did that girl have Any idea.. any idea at all the things she was doing to him? Did she really have Any idea what so ever?..his shoulders slumped.. he pushed forward in the room.. opening up the cupboard.. retrieving a shirt.. a pair of loose fitting pants..those much like the ones he had just given to her.. drawing them back up his legs.. the shirt easily slipped into.. though he left the buttons open.. his body was not completely dry.. still mildly damp and the last thing he wanted right now was a struggle.. a comb back through his hair.. before he would move to re-enter the main room.. -

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She was short honestly, that was all there was to it. She topped out at about five five with boots on and in her bare feet she cleared about five three or so. The shirt was for a man who was at least six inches taller than her, and built for someone with a larger frame as well. What would be a snug fit around his neck was a scooped neck for her, one that she kept having to adjust because it would slide off of a rounded shoulder far too easily. She tilted his head at his words, a soft smile on her lips as she shrugged her shoulders softly, causing that fabric to fall down her shoulder again. She pulled it up as she spoke, trying to keep it centered.*”It’s not your fault, I’m really grateful for anything dry. Plus it’s nice to be in something so soft and loose after that dress. I can move about a lot easier. The pants would have looked a bit funny on me. I wouldn’t be able to move too much with all the folding I would have to do to get them just to stay off of the floor. I just figured this was the better bet, it’s virtually a nightgown on me so it works perfectly.”*She was still smiling at him, about to say something else when that bolt struck, that thunder following right on its heels and shook the house. Her hands fisted in the fabric of that shirt, gripping it like a lifeline and pulling it taught over her chest. Her eyes were even wider, a sort of panicked look showed in those green eyes though she didn’t make a sound. She simply stood there for a moment, shaking before it passed and she fell into that chair, curling up as small as she could get, which was rather impressive since she was small to start with. She was so grateful for his words right then, she could have melted into the fabric with relief. It gave her something to focus on, that odd timber of his that she enjoyed so very much. She relaxed a little, nodding her head at his words.*”That sounds like a good idea Ace, it is warm in here but you would be warmer I think, in some clothes. Besides, you’re too tempting with no more than that towel on, it’s almost mean to torment me so.”*The worst part of it was that it was all too true. You had resisted her after all, with seeming little difficulty despite the charged moments of that morning and all the tempting that was going on. You had shown her some men were strong enough to resist, gave her a little ray of hope, but it did nothing for her desire nor lust. If anything, it was constantly there, lightly stroking her imagination at the back of her mind like a cruel temptress. She had finally gotten that hair dry though, or close enough not to matter much. She had wanted him pause at the door to his room, right across from her own. She listened to his words about things to make tea. He hadn’t eaten at all so far, and though it was perfectly common for her not to eat since she really didn’t need it, it wasn’t so much for a human. She nodded her head and popped up out of that chair, pulling the hem of the shirt a bit lower than it had ridden up when she had been sitting. When he had gone into his room, she had gone to the door where he had set the basket and her guitar down at. She took the basket with her to the kitchen and began to lay everything out on the counter in that space. It was cozy, a comfortable little place but scarcely used if she was right. She went about finding the kettle, softly singing as she went about getting him a dinner together. She would begin to cut the loaves of bread into thick slices, pulling the butter out as well and finding a frying pan not too far from the kettle. She had the pot full of water and on the wood burning stove which she had gotten going in no time. Settling the kettle there over the fire, she let it heat up as she set things up to cook. She found some eggs and decided to make him one of the few favorite foods of hers, something they called eggie in the nest. A dollop of butter in the pan as she set it to heating and making holes in the bread for the egg to go in.*”Just because everything’s changing, doesn’t mean it’s never--- been that way before… All you can do is try to know who your friends are, as you head off to the war… Pick a Star on the Dark Horizon, and Follow the light… You’ll come back, when it’s over, no need to say goodbye, You’ll come Back, When it’s Ooover, No Need, to Say Goodbye…”*The bread was buttered on both sides then and placed in the pan which was sizzling nicely, and cracked the egg into the centers of those pieces in there till it was all popping and cooking merrily. She added a bit of dill, salt and pepper to it, just a touch as she waited for it to cook. She was actually dancing slowly in front of the stove, a slight swaying as she moved her weight from one foot to the other, her hair flowing softly in the motion.*”Now we’re back to the beginning, It’s just a feeling and no one knows yet… Just because they can’t feel it too, doesn’t mean You have to Forget… Let your memories grow stronger and stronger, Til they’re before your eyes! You’ll come back, when they Call You, No Need to Say Goodbye… You’ll come back, when they call you, no need to say Goodbye!”*Her voice was high and sweet, quite different from what he had heard from her before. This melody was infinitely softer and sweeter that the others, more like a lullaby than a heart wrenching ballad. The kettle started to whistle, brining an end to her singing as she found a kitchen towel and moved the kettle to a cooler spot. Opening the lid, she put in the leaves she had found and already packed into the strainer and let it sit there and steep for a minute. She then flipped the bread and eggs over, not a yolk broken too which had her raise her arms up in a silent cheer of success. One of those bastards always suicided on her usually, so the perfect score without a single one busted was a personal best for her.*

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..the loose fitting pants were just that.. quite loose upon his lean frame.. they hung there upon his hips.. his shirt was short sleeved and wide open.. in a richly coloured purple.. he had since entered the lounge area.. feeling the warmth of the fire caressing across his chest.. his arms.. his attention was quickly diverted however when he heard her voice.. she was singing.. and there was something else there also.. the smell of something cooking.. just what was she up to.. turning then moving down the short corridor the smell growing thicker.. heavier.. and suddenly there he was leaning against the door frame.. his hands having since sunk down into his pockets causing in turn those pull tie pants of his to weigh down just a smidge lower.. revealing that quite smashing adonis belt.. or more so the beginnings of it.. - .. I said tea.. .. he chuckled.. giving a light shaking of his head- .. just tea would have been perfectly fine.. you didn’t have to cook anything.. .. he pushed away from the door.. slowly entering the room.. he would then peek over her shoulder.. he did have to admit it smelt utterly divine.. - .. Just what are you up to?.... he glanced down at the pot of tea on the stove.. the frypan with the eggy concoction within it.. his brow rose a little.. curious indeed as to just what she was cooking- .. it smells very good.. best be careful though.. don’t want to let the girls upstairs thinking I can take care of myself.. .. he laughed softly.indeed he had been well cared for.. which would be why the kitchen seemed unused.... he lifted his arms, opening the cupboard that was just out of her reach.. grasping two cups then..placing them down upon the counter.. the pot had indeed boiled.. a few cups of tea were placed within it.. before it was span a few times.. slowly.. before he just waited.. never in a million years did he think he’d be in this kitchen with a woman.. and they’d be cooking..it was rare indeed.. in fact he wasn’t even sure the stove had been used since he had been there.. nor the table.. well.. for food at least.. though he could say for sure the bench was quite stable and could handle quite a bit of weight and stress upon it.. he cleared his throat as the thought crossed his mind.. before he’d move to pour the tea.. - .. I don’t keep coffee.. I know it’s what you drink.. might be something you, yourself might need to invest in.. .. he added the sugar to his and then a little milk.. leaving hers as it was so she could add in whatever she so desired before he would shift across, to settle there at the table.. sinking down onto the seat.. his elbows nestling upon the wooden surface.. the cup risen.. blowing lightly upon the steam that rose .. he’d glance to her.. keeping his eyes on her over that cups rim.. - .. When do you have to head back to the Nightingale?.. . he took a sip of the tea.. letting it sooth his somewhat raspy throat.. all his own work.. he had been letting his mind wander far to far on the darker.. sexual side of things..and clearing his throat was making things ache a little.. it would be then that he’d realise that the looser fitting pants were perhaps not the best idea.. arousal was simple to disguise in well fitted slacks.. in pants like these though? Not so much.. deciding at that moment he would remain seated..at least for the duration of their meal- .


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *What she was up to, was trying to feed someone who she knew hadn’t really eaten all day, and had been sick the night before. Most humans could go a few hours and be ok without food, but Ace was bordering on a good twenty four hours without any kind of food aside from a cup of coffee that morning. Just because she didn’t need to eat, didn’t mean he shouldn’t have to. Besides, she really did love to cook as rare as she was allowed to do so. She was really skilled in that area at least and even though she rarely ate it, she knew it was good. She could do things that were a whole lot fancier than this little bit here she was making, but she made due with what she had on hand without being so nosy that she went rummaging. The eggies were almost done too, so she would be able to sit down and eat with him. She could tolerate food in small doses, typically the lighter stuff because anything heavier than chicken made her feel utterly revolted. Eggies in the nest were something she enjoyed though, and typically had a piece or two when the mood took her. Besides, if Ace didn’t eat he was going to fall flat on his face, or at least that was what she was worried about. After all, she had seen him do it before, and knew that it could happen again. She was shifting from one foot to the other, humming the rest of the song when she heard Ace come up behind her. She turned to say something but caught site of what he was wearing and, sure enough, hiccupped. She turned away immediately, that like peachy pink on her cheeks like a stain there. And she had been doing SO good too…. She was so relaxed here though, cooking and singing that she had not though about putting up any sort of thoughts or actions to keep her from reacting to him. And she had failed…miserably. Honestly, she had never once thought in her entire life that a man could look good in purple…but he looked utterly Devine in it! Plus with those lose hanging pants and that tempting V starting to show certainly didn’t help matters for her at all. She gently moved the bits of bread around the pan, ensuring everything was cooking properly, using that time to get her head wrapped back up in its little safe zone where lust hadn’t been able to invade yet.*”I like cooking, and I am pretty good at it I think. Besides Ace, you haven’t eaten since…well, since I met you yesterday. You ended up getting so sick, and then the only thing you had that morning was coffee… Plus we didn’t even get to have our picnic because of the blasted rain… You need to eat, even if you would rather have tea.”*She allowed herself to look over at him again, though she kept her eyes firmly on his face and nothing below that because she knew she would get into one of those awful rows of hiccups again and Ace would probably laugh about it. When he asked what she was up to, she was just starting to pull the eggies out of the pan and set them down on two of the plates she had found near the kettle. Steam was rising off of them and clouding the plate, the scent of toast, eggs, salt and pepper with a hint of dill was wafting on the air around it.* ”I call it eggies in the nest, but there are lots of other words for it… It’s pretty simple but it tastes good, it’s one of my favorite things to eat. It is pretty light too, so if your stomach is still a bit tender it won’t hurt you to eat it. Might help you warm up a bit more and relax too, this storm doesn’t sound like it’s going to go anywhere any time soon.”*She paused, blinking at him a bit when he said not to let the girls upstairs think he could take care of himself. Ah-ha! So there was the truth of it. She smiled at him, one corner of her lips rising farther than the other as she shook her head.*”Ace, you are such a rogue… Men like you shouldn’t exist, it’s simply unfair to us poor little women… We fall head over arse for you and never see it coming. Though I don’t know how to handle the ladies up stairs though. I fully planned on being a good flat-mate and help with the cooking and cleaning… Which reminds me, how much will half of my rent be per month? That way I can budget for the rest of the month and make sure I get groceries and such too.”*If he tried to fight her about it though, she would march her butt right on back over to her own room at the Nightingale. It might be terrible to live there after seeing what she would be giving up, but it was better than letting someone refuse to take care of yourself. She’d lived her life like that for far too long, and she wanted to do this proper-like. When she heard he didn’t keep coffee, her shoulders slumped just a little bit. Well, she could still manage just fine with tea until she got her own percolator and coffee. She straightened herself up a bit, picking up both plates, and smiled at him.*”Tea is just fine too Ace. I’ll just go grumpy bear on you in the morning until you take pity on me and show me where I can get some. I might be tiney, but I can be mighty fearsome without my coffee!”*She was teasing of course, she didn’t really need it, but she was finding that being around him…she wanted to be a little more human… She found the idea of sharing breakfast together over coffee and tea was a tempting thing in and of its own right. She would move around the side of the table and place the plate down before him, setting down the fork there on the table beside it before moving around to sit just to the side of him. She was just fixing her tea, no creamer and only one spoon of sugar when he asked her that question. Setting the spoon aside the began to cut off a corner of the bread as she spoke, that small action setting to sway some of the softer bits of her anatomy.*”Not till the day after tomorrow. Since I won’t be living there I won’t have to do any of the morning chores and opening jobs anymore. I think they might still have me help behind the counter when I am not on stage though. It pays a little less, but I get to earn double for doing two different jobs. Why do you ask? Did you have something in mind?”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he took another sip of his tea.. letting it settle on his tongue.. watching her as she busied herself around the small kitchen area.. every bend.. every stretch.. every jerking movement would cause the fabric of the shirt to draw inward and upward.. revealing a few more inches of her peaches and cream flesh.. he caught himself gripping the side of the table a little harder.. having to pry his fingers away.. - .. eggs sound good.. .. he nodded.. rolling his neck once more.. deciding his line of sight would be better settling upon his cup of tea.. than upon her.. she was teasing him and he was sure she didn’t even realise she was doing it.. that right there made it all the worse.. - .. he laughed at her rogue comment- .. there are no poor little women.. I don’t believe it.. .. he shook his head- .. you ladies know exactly what you’re doing.. poor little women indeed.. .. he stirred the spoon in the cup there.. before placing it aside.. he had a feeling he’d have some trouble with her when it came to the rental side of their arrangement.. she was stubborn.. possibly more so than he was.. - .. I’m not entirely sure to be brutally honest with you.. I’ll have to look into it.. the rent.. and let you know.. .. he glanced down at the plate when it was placed before him.. only then glancing up to her as she nestled in there beside him.. not the best move.. he was kind of hoping she would sit Across from him.. giving him the chance all be it mild to relax..that poor body of his was a little on edge.. he picked up his fork.. stabbing it into the side of the toasted bread.. the knife soon following as he cut through a piece..- .. It looks very good, thankyou.. .. he slid it between his lips and proceeded to chew.. all be it very slowly.. she was right.. he hadn’t eaten in a time and it could well be the cause of his exhaustion.. and the fact he was feeling a little.. foggy minded.. - .. I don’t have anything in mind.. no.. just simply curious is all.. .. he took another bite.. drawing breath to talk further before he was cut off by the door to the kitchen area opening and three rather young women entering.. a striking blonde.. a richly coloured red head and woman with hair as black as the night sky.. wearing little more than small robes.. their faces painted up.. their hair curled, or straightened.. it would have to have been clear to her they were ‘working girls’ from one of the establishments within the village proper.. their eyes fell upon her.. brows rose in unison.. quite a feat indeed for a group of women that wouldn’t have close to her own brains capacity.. dull as doornails the lot of them.. but they were good for one thing.. one of them piped up that they didn’t know he had a guest.. offering a half baked apology before backing out.. he had just about choked on his egg, nearly turning white as a sheet.. having dropped his fork.. it landed upon the plate.. clanging quite loudly.. his brows furrowed.. he went to stand..not really thinking that that act in of itself was probably not the best idea.. given his.. current state of well.. arousal..- .. wait here.. just a moment.. .. his hand graced her shoulder before he disappeared out of the kitchen area.. she would have been able to hear him taking the stairs.. two at a time as he headed up with haste.. voices .. mutterings .. murmurs would have been able to be picked up.. though actual words not so much.. especially with all the rain and thunder claps that were continuing to go on outside..he would be gone all of perhaps 10 minutes.. quite a length of time really when you have to wait for someone.. before she would hear his footfalls coming back down those wooden stairs.. the place though seemingly solid wasn’t insulated so well.. so when people moved about..you could hear it.. he returned to the kitchen.. his hand rising.. to rake back through his hair- .. sorry.. about that little interruption.. .. his brows furrowed as he moved back to approach the table.. sinking down in the chair then across from her.. his food may well have been a touch cooler.. but he would still eat it.. he reached for his tea.. drawing it back to his lips- .. I can’t cook.. to save myself.. nothing.. they usually pop down and give me a hand..

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She honestly had no idea what that shirt was doing when she moved, no more than she knew what it was doing to the one watching her cook. It wasn’t terribly long on her no, but it wasn’t as short as it could have been either and to her, she felt moderately covered. If she had known, would she change anything? Would he spare you from being aroused or from wanting her? Not on his life. He teased and tormented her with his naked skin with seeming impunity to anything she might do, and if she had known the field was being leveled It might have even made her a bit happy. After all, no one wanted to be sitting there, lusting after someone who seemed unaffected by you. Sadly though, she was completely oblivious to what was going on with that shirt and Ace, simply humming a bit here and there as she cooked. She laughed softly and turned to wink at him, a teasing smile on her face.*”It should be, because that’s what you’re getting!”*She laughed a bit more when he talked about the fact there were no poor little women. Right, and there was no sun in the sky, just a paper piñata waiting for someone to come along and bust all the candy out. Honestly, the fact that Ace even thought women had a chance against him was laughable. He was one of those rare men who attracted women like bee’s to honey on sheer Charisma. It wasn’t even something he had to work on, or even put an effort into. She had been drawn to him at first just because of the paper he had used. After all, paper like that was ultra rare for her and she had marveled at it and the writing on it had piqued her interest. Just seeing him though, hearing that voice… She had been gone, her wee little senses caught in the honeyed trap and she doubted she would ever pull herself out of it.*”Ace, you are absolutely terrible sometimes. If there are none, then what am I? From the moment I got your letter, I’ve been dipped, spun, and swept off my feet into your world. You have a way about you Ace that any woman would have a damned hard time resisting you. Look at me, all I have to do is see you, shirt undone, and I go off on a tangent of hiccups. If you needed any proof that right there ought to point it out rather blankly, no?”*After all, she had had offers by a few men before you decided to take interest in her, and she had never once had a single moment of temptation with any of them. You were like a genie out of a bottle that she had somehow managed to rub and she was still trying to figure it all out, trying to decide if the cost was worth the wishes. She tilted her head when he said he wasn’t sure about the cost of rent, thinking about what it could mean.*”Oh, it must be because you’ve just moved into this place? Most owners level the cost at the end of the month after all. So, it makes sense if you aren’t sure honestly. We’ll find out when that month is up, and then you can tell me alright? We’ll split it a fair fifty fifty.”*Had she just given him an out? Yes she had. She didn’t want him to be made awkward and just wanted to enjoy the time with him, sitting close enough to touch but not quite. About a foot between them but it was enough to keep her dancing on those electric little waves of pleasure she felt when ever she was close to him. She was about to respond to his curiosity when she saw them… Well… So much for her thinking it was a couple of cute little old women who babied the young handsome man downstairs. They were beautiful women really, a bit heavy handed with the makeup but still fetching looking, especially with those striking hair colors. In that moment though, she could feel herself being weighed and measured in those eyes and found wanting, and it stung. She bit down on her tongue as hard as she could, her skin having done much the same as Aces, paling out while a painful blush of embarrassment flooded her cheeks as she looked down at her plate before her. That happy moment was gone, washed away like writings in the sand at low tide. So that was why he had asked her… Why had he even tried to insist she come over to stay with him? Make it difficult for her indeed. This wasn’t exactly a cake walk to go through, to sit there and see the women who apparently were on rather intimate terms with the one man she ever honestly desired. It didn’t help that when he got up she was finally able to see him aroused, and could only assume it was for the girls who had walked in. After all, even in just his t-shirt she was wearing more than they were. No wonder he had turned her down, who wanted a simple little thing like her when he had a three course meal waiting at home? She could hear the voices, but worse than that, she could hear the storm outside, those loud booms and cracks that lit up the room with bright, white light. Damn it all… It was starting to get to her, the situation and the fear of the storm outside. It had her squeezing her eyes shut as she gripped the ham of his shirt tight enough to wrinkle. By the time he came back down, her plate was pushed a few inches away from her, all desire to eat completely gone. She was one of those people when something upset her, she couldn’t eat to save her own life. Being what she was though, she didn’t need to which was a good thing in its own right. His words though stung worse than being measured up by those women. An interruption? As if they had come in to cook. If they could cook a single thing between them without burning it would surprise the ever loving google out of her. She doubted any of them would even know how to boil water on that stove, let alone cook anything with enough substance to feed Ace. She stood up from the table, the action drawing that shirt up her thighs from the motion of her stepping back over that bench. She gave him a small smile, one he knew that was just the motion of feeling, but not the actual thing. Her voice was falsely bright, but at least it was steady, thank all the processors above.*”Ace, it’s ok… You don’t have to lie to me, I am a big girl, you know? Remember, I work not too far from The Birdcage, I see girls like them come and go daily, some of them even moonlight at my place as cancan dancers… And even if I didn’t, your uh…shorts…were more than enough proof that you were on… at least semi-intimate terms with them. I can’t say I blame you either, they’re really quite beautiful women. Many guys would envy you your luck with them. You should finish your food though, I’m not really too hungry so I am going to go turn the bed down and explore my room a little if that’s alright with you?”*Another small, forced little smile on her face as she made herself give a casual little shrug before turning around and making her way into her new room. Interruption her ass…*

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he nodded when she spoke on the rent.. at least she was giving him that bit of an out.. he really didn’t want any coin from her.. he had offered the place.. the spare room because he knew what poor living conditions she was staying within back at the Tavern, he knew the trouble she would be having with not only those few women that would be adding salt to the wounds.. but the man that she seemed mighty frightened of.. and there could well have been another reason.. deep down.. somewhere safe.. silent and secret.. - .. I’ll be sure to let you know.. at the end of the month.. .. he would no doubt forget.. and she would no doubt remind him of the fact.. oh it was a perfect little circle.. and everything seemed to be going really very well.. until they were interrupted by the three young sirens.. he did disappear for that time.. for a good 10 minutes or so.. talking a few things over with the residents of the unit on the upper level.. before he would have returned.. his grey’d gaze would search out her features.. her face.. but most of all her eyes.. sure her voice could fool him.. her smile all be it small.. could do the same.. but those eyes.. honesty.. it was there.. she was hurt.. and he didn’t make the situation any better by disappearing when he did.. he knew this now.. Now.. why couldn’t he have thought that before he got up.. not to mention he had completely forgotten the reason why he wanted to remain seated.. and then of course she got the wrong idea.. Oh his head was starting to ache.. women were so god damned complicated sometimes.. they jumped to such quick conclusions without really looking into things.. without seeking out the facts for themselves.. it just seemed easier for a woman to throw her hands up and walk out.. and that’s pretty much what she did.. his face.. his features just sunk.. his shoulders doing much the same.. he decided words just wouldn’t cut it right now so said nothing as she exited the kitchen.. he simply leant back against the counter.. rocking his head back.. his hands rising to press the tips of his fingers against his temples. Applying pressure as the stress of the moment was starting to eat away at him.. it was simple really.. all he had to do was turn on a heel and hide away within his own room.. he could light up that reed and just lose himself for the rest of the evening.. the sounds of the thunder.. the light flashes coming in through the window would certainly make for an entertaining night.. how easy would that be an out for him.. to just go and hide.. he turned.. his fingers gripping the counter as his head dropped forward.. he gritted his teeth down.. at this point the whole angel/devil on the shoulder affair.. he was stuck .. he had to make a decision.. pride or honesty.. he groaned.. he hated honesty.. Hated it sometimes.. shoving his hands down into his pockets.. he moved to step out of the kitchen.. having given her a moment.. or two.. he’d move across the floor.. the lanterns were all turned down quite low.. the lounge area only bathed in the soft glow coming from the fireplace.. sending all manner of shadows to dance along the walls.. the flooring.. he came to a slow stop just outside her door.. hesitating a moment.. glancing back over his shoulder.. Oh how simple would it have been to just turn and close his own door.. hiding out in his own little fort.. again he gritted his teeth down and rapped upon the doors surface- .. Trinity.. .. he offered in his own slightly pitched tone.. he wouldn’t wait for her to grant him access.. giving the door a bit of a nudge.. though he wouldn’t step in.. he’d just stand there in the doorway.. his frame little more than a silhouette to her.. - ..I’m sorry.. .. he nodded.. his head hung a little there.. his free hand reaching back to hook there at the base of his neck- .. I am.. they were an interruption.. I.. .. he drew a breath.. clearly perhaps finding this a touch awkward- .. Quite an interruption.. I didn’t expect them to come down, nor had I invited them to.. .. his arm fell from back behind his neck.. reaching to rub against its partner.. before his hands would once more find their home within the pockets of his pants- .. I won’t deny that I don’t know them in that way.. I’m not about to lie to you.. what would I gain from such an action?.. mm.... he murmured.. a mildly amused chuckle sounding - .. nothing.. that’s what I’d gain.. .. his gaze shot upward.. looking up at the rise in the roof.. though he wasn’t really paying much attention to anything.. simply gazing off into nothing.. this is why he tried to explain t her that he wasn’t sure he could give her what she wanted.. what she so desired.. he’d never really been in the position to.. though the look on her face earlier just about crushed him- .. as for .. what you saw.. .. his lids closed over.. why the hell did he not just keep his ass in that seat.. it would have saved him all this grief- .. that was not for them.. that was not of their doing.. I assure you.. .. he cleared his throat.. his hand rising once more to brush against the back of his neck.. an absent gesture made when he was feeling perhaps a little.. exposed- .. surely you can’t expect a man to just be able to sit.. whilst a hot young thing with the most exquisite little body wanders around his house.. in nothing more than his shirt ..and then not be affected by it?.. Good god Trinity.. .. he sunk down the door frame then.. moving into more of a squatting position.. his elbows coming down to rest upon his knees.. his palms pressed firm against his forehead.. he wasn’t upset.. just a wee bit flustered.. he needed to think about something else.. anything.. Anything.. his attention caught the flash of light as the lightning hit somewhere outside.. it flooded the lounge area..he suddenly moved to stand.. - .. Do you recall.. .. he’d call out to her.. drawing back the wooden lid of what looked like an innocent box.. quite large.. big enough to need its own sidetable.. he cranked that handle upon its side- .. in your room.. when I asked you a question.. though I think you may have misunderstood me.. I meant it.. literally.. not subjectively .. he flipped the thin black vinyl.. turning it over till it nestled down upon its perch.. the needle finding its home as the darkened room soon filled with the sound of crackling static.. he had returned to her doorway though still did not enter and Would not enter.. though his right arm reached out.. awaiting hers should she decide to take it- . I asked you to dance with me.. .. music would soon take the place of the crackling static.. she had the option of closing the door.. or taking his hand-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh of course she would remind him about it too, even if he had owned the house, she would have insisted on paying him something for her room. It was just her way, she wouldn’t take advantage of someone, even if it benefited her to do so. She might not have many things, but she did genuinely try to be a good person every single day, trying to be better tomorrow than she had been today. Maybe it was a little naive, and it had at times put her on the bad end of a situation because she had failed to look out for herself, but at least she tried. She leveled those bright colored eyes on him when he said he would tell her at the end of the month.*”You had better Ace, I don’t forget things you know, and if you try to slink it by me, I’ll know. I won’t leech off of your kindness Ace, I’m just not like that.”*He was right about her eyes though, she could hide nothing in those wide, doe like orbs that reflected everything she didn’t say and hid away with small smiles or brittle laughs. It had hurt her, more than she wanted to admit, more than she would ever say. The worst part was the fact that she couldn’t blame him any more than she could blame herself. In truth, Ace was completely free and guiltless in what he was doing. After all, she was built to do the exact same thing those women were doing as a profession and Ace had every right to dip his pole into any ponds that suited his fancy. She knew from seeing them that he had good taste, those women were really quite beautiful in their own ways, and better suited than she ever could be to doing what Ace might need of them. After all, it hurt her that Ace had turned her down, even though it was with all manner of good reason since she came with a good bit of strings attached. She would be more than a casual lover, something to scratch an itch, she would be something a good deal more permanent. She had told him the ins and outs of her little situation after all, and what guy wants a girl who comes with add-on’s? That was what had driver her to her room the way she had gone, wanting to distance herself from the situation while she still had the grace to do so. She didn’t want him to see what was going on inside her head, see in her eyes the emotions that she was feeling. It wasn’t going to help Ace or her what so ever, if anything, it would add a layer of guilt and frustration that she didn’t feel like painting onto their situation. It would be unfair to Ace to make him feel badly for doing what he had every right to do, for what he had been doing before they met. After all, it wasn’t his fault that they had come out to the wash, those lovely ladies of the night. She knew that it would seem unfair, but the truth of it was the fact she wasn’t judging him at all… She just didn’t want him to see her pain. Pain that was, by all rights, not her right to feel nor show. She wanted to spare him seeing that and so she had beaten the quickest retreat she could while trying to cover her tracks and explain to him she wasn’t going to judge him for it. When she had gotten to her own room she had closed the space quickly between that door and the bed and fell onto it, face down while hugging the pillow to her body as she turned to rest on her side. She drew her legs up to her chest and lay there, the soft warmth of the bed completely beyond her recognition right now. She just wanted to be alone and to let these emotions run their course, perhaps even allow a bit of a cry if she needed it in silent privacy. She had it for a few moments, just a precious few as she tried to wrap her head around the curiosity that was the level of pain she was feeling. What a curious thing it was, to have been alive so long but never feeling anything like this before. She was rather like a young girl in the throes of her first passion, unsure of every feeling that was racing through her body and the way they made her feel. She heard the knock on the door and groaned silently into the pillow, burring her face in it. She was about to call out that she was naked or something to get him to leave her alone but nope, no such luck there. He hadn’t waited for permission, instead he had opened the door with a simple nudge. At least he didn’t come into the room though, he was granting her that much freedom and respect to her own private space. She was surprised at his apology though… He didn’t seem like the type who said that word often, nor freely with a blatant disregard for the meaning of it.*”Ace…thank you for being honest with me about it… And for the apology… I can only imagine what it costs you to say that… But why didn’t you tell me from the start? No matter how you might have tried to keep us apart, I would have seen them at some point… Why couldn’t you be honest about it? I still would have come…just on a more realistic basis… I mean, it’s not as if I am going to judge you… I mean, look at me? Look at what I am Ace… I am no different than they are when you get down to the brass tacks of it… Just put together a little differently that’s all.” *She shook her head and sat up, her legs spread out beneath her as her bum sat firmly on the bed. She was still holding the pillow against her chest, hugging it to her as if it were some sort of a shield to keep the pain away, or perhaps shield her from words that might hurt. Her brows furrowed in confusion at his worlds though. What in the world was he saying, saying that his arousal was not of their doing? His hands knew the shape of her body fairly well but he had not once that she could tell, felt aroused by her. How could she not think he had found her wanting? After all, she was incredibly petit and short to boot. She had been about to say something when she caught that action of his, the rubbing of his neck. He did it before he was about to say something important, or when he was feeling something strongly. It was one of the things she had picked up about him, stored away for future use. She blushed then, when he said the reason why he had been pitching a sort of tent, as it were. Because of her… She bit her lip then, something that was a rare motion for her, a sign she was feeling something quite strongly indeed. She looked away from him for a moment before watching him again. She did recall it… but she hadn’t thought he had meant it… She heard that song, oh that beautiful ancient melody of the distant past to her… Saw that hand… She got up off of that bed and laid the pillow down as she crossed that distance. She hesitated, just for a moment, before she rested her fingers in that offered hand.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he shook his head lightly when she threw a couple of questions at him.. about him being honest- ..I have been honest with you.. in all facets.. .. he dragged his tongue across his teeth- .. I didn’t tell you about them because, to be quite frank with you.. they don’t matter enough.. .. his gaze lowered.. back down to fall upon his bare feet there.. lingering.. he still would not enter her room.. not unless he was asked.. it was her space afterall.. - .. I don’t think you realise that I have looked at you.. I have since before we even spoke there in the Tavern.. I’ve looked over every inch of you.. clothed and not so.. and deeper when I’ve been gifted with the inner workings of everything that is you.. You are a whole lot different than what they are.. you couldn’t be More different if you tried….he paused- . You’re bright, you’re witty.. you have an intelligence that would rival the scholars here in this very village.. Trinity you have a lot going for you.. .. he nodded- ..You have a side to you.. that could be said was similar to their workings.. however it is only one side to you.. one facet.. where-as it is who they are as a whole unit.. . it would be soon after this that he would have left the doorway.. to busy himself near that grand old gramophone..putting upon that equisite piece of music that spoke to ones soul.. a good few bars into it.. his arm remained outstretched.. his fingers awaiting the acceptance of hers.. and he did for a moment think that perhaps she just was not going to come to him.. and that small fleeting thought stung.. before that warm smooth hand slid into his.. his own curled.. twisting a little to claim it.. he’d draw her out of the bedroom.. out into the embrace of the surrounding darkness.. that lounge room with its mild orange glow.. the shocks of lightning being the only real lighting she would get.. it would give her glimpses of him looking to her.. his gaze lingering upon her.. he slid his hands along the length of her arms.. placing them up over his shoulders.. drawing her in a little closer when his hold found her petite middle.. her tiny waist.. a gentle sway to that strong beat.. the sound of the rain continued.. cracks of thunder off in the distance.. though the music was loud enough to stay just above it.. his right hand lifted.. fingers fanned as he pressed it high on her back.. using his legs as an anchor.. dipping her backwards.. before drawing her in firmly against him.. tight.. though not harshly.. not with any real great force, he certainly didn’t want to hurt her.. well not physically.. he already had the thought he’d hurt her .. so each action was smooth.. so fluent.. almost fluid like.. his head tilted down a little as he managed to whisper..- .. do you not see.. .. his breath was hot.. damp as it caressed the shell of her ear- .. why I am so terribly conflicted.. .. a quiet mildly flustered sigh would sound.. his right hand sliding down lower from her back to cup the gentle curve of her ass.. drawing her in tighter.. if she was unsure as to how he felt about her.. surely she could feel that now.. certainly not something so easily hidden in such thin cotton pants- .. You are such a beautiful ceature.. both inside and out.. sure anyone can be pretty.. anyone can be a knockout on the outside.. . his left hand rose as he rolled her back once more.. letting her upper body bend perfectly before being drawn back in closer.. tighter.. the music continued.. slow.. hauntingly smooth- ..but no one.. and I mean No one.. has caught my attention... his whispered words continued.. though his positioning changed a little.. he span her around.. so as her back was pressed against him.. his hands slid around, one pressing to her thigh.. the other to the delicate round of her stomach - ...quite like you have... his breath.. his lips.. that slick wet tongue soon found the swan like curves of her neck.. leaving behind a trail of heated kisses- ... and it is just killing me not to claim those lips of yours.. .. that deeper.. darker.. pitchy tone had indeed returned.. the hand that was upon her thigh began to raise.. to press against each of the tiny buttons upon that oversized shirt.. unfastening as they went along.. revealing her skin.. her flesh when that lightning flooded the room with flashes of light.. - .. but I wont.. I.. .. he hesitated- .. I can’t.. in good faith.. I can’t.. knowing that the control you currently have.. is not the same.. and I don’t want you to change.. I don’t want you to be any different.. than you are right now.. . the shirt continued to draw open.. unless of course she pulled away or made him pause.. afterall he’d stop if he was told.. his lips returned to her neck.. those kisses continued.. though their direction up.. settling just beneath her left ear.. before he’d take that tiny lobe between his teeth.. his fingers having gotten to that final button.. releasing it from its hold as the fabric just hung there loose.. he began to peel it away from her frame.. drawing it down her arms.. before it would simply float to their feet.. the dance would not finish.. it wouldn’t pause.. it continued.. a gentle sway to that throbbing beat.. his hands held onto her hips.. the barest hints of fingertips would begin to caress.. to touch.. to walk their way across her stomach.. one would inch its way higher.. till it found its place cupping the weight of her right breast, holding just beneath it.. his fingers fanning out.. before curling inward.. feeling that supremely soft pliable pink flesh.. a single digit taunting that pert little nipple.. coaxing it.. feeling it harden in response to his focused attention - ..do you have any idea how beautiful you are?..

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She couldn’t not ask those questions they were important to her, those answers she might get from him if he chose to reply. After all, she wanted to know, needed to know, just why he had not told her about it, been honest about his living arrangements. She would have found out about it sooner or later, there was no chance that the two worlds would have overlapped at some point, even if nothing more than a simple passing by. If they were anything like normal women they would most likely be a set of catty claws coming out at her at some point with accusations of poaching on their territory. After all, who could blame them when they had someone like Ace to themselves and all of a sudden someone else comes in to lay claim to their prize? She wouldn’t have acted the same as them, but she would probably feel the same honestly. She had been hurt when she found out Ace had lovers, thought that was why he hadn’t been interested in her or aroused by her that morning. It would have made sense honestly, why be interested in a girl who was a package deal when you had a foursome waiting at home. His words though… they were rather like putting a soothing balm on her pain, easing some of the sharp pain that had been throbbing there inside her chest. The sting was still there, but it was far more manageable now, less sharp and poignant than it had been moments before. Had he really been watching her though, since she performed on that stage? She had thought that the letter was because he liked the way she sounded when she sang, not because of how she looked. That song had always stirred things inside her, deeper feeling that had been held below the ice of programing that had kept them still and beneath the surface. For the first time that night she had been able to let them all out, the spring of her life had started to thaw that winter inside her. The song had been a reflection of her there, of her fight to be herself, to become human, to learn to love and to find someone so special she couldn’t imagine not being with them. She had never thought she would have caught his attention on her looks, thought that she had enough going on to capture anyone’s attention really, least of all someone like Him. She had seen beauties before, in her time and here, people like the girls upstairs who were all stunning. She was pretty in a petit sort of way, but far from being a knock out at all. It was why she was finding it so stunningly odd yet heartwarming to hear those things from him… Her heart began doing little twists and turns in her chest, tiny little back flips that made her breath catch in her throat and still on her lips. For some reason, those words…they made her feel like Cinderella at the ball, lost in the magic of the moment so much that she was losing track of time and reality. The storm was raging outside but she couldn’t care less right now… the world seemed to slow a bit, something warm and delicate began to unfold inside her, like the petals of a flower. She couldn’t put a name to it, it was too new, too sweet and delicate to bear up to something as pointed as an inspection… Her words were just above a whisper, barely heard above those soft sounds of him setting up the gramophone.. That one single word, was full of such a soft, tender emotion, poignantly sweet and heart rendering.*”Ace…”*Oh if she wasn’t careful, so very careful with her heart, Ace would swoop in and steal it… It felt as if he could see the notes written there, could understand her own personal melody, the song of her heart… Would he ever sing that melody to her? Would he sneak past her firewalls and lay claim to that very human, very susceptible part of herself? She felt his fingers close around her own, leading her out into the middle of the room, their feet silent on the floor as if this whole thing were some sort of wonderful dream that had started out as a nightmare. It was so dark, so surreal, the warm golden tones of the fire and the bright white flashes of the lightning outside… She wasn’t afraid anymore, no…She was eager, thirsty for the next drink of this intoxicating wonderland that Ace was making for her. She had placed her hands on those shoulders of his, sliding her fingers under the fabric of his shirt to feel his skin beneath her digits. He had…the most amazing texture and heat to him, making her drunk on sensation alone. When he dipped her, her fingers slid down his chest before finding his arms, her body graceful and flexible like a ballerinas. She followed his lead instinctively, as if they had danced together forever and a day. Her legs would tighten about his thigh, gripping him perfectly, her tiny figure made to flow for him, with him it would seem. Her long hair was free and loose, falling over his hands, his arms as he held her, wrapping about him like a lover. When he brought her back up, her hands gripped his biceps, relishing the strength there in those muscles that held her so lightly, but anchored her so beautifully. His words across her flesh, dipping and teasing along her ear made her shiver there against him, her body pliant and sweet against him. When he pulled her in closer, causing her to feel his desire for her was so potent it made her toes curl there against the floor as she moaned softly. Her heart had skipped a beat before resuming in heavy, solid thuds that seemed to be too slow, too sweet to be normal. She felt her eyes slide closed, knowing without guidance what he wanted her to do, her fingers gripping his arms with a soft, confident pressure. She arched back, her torso bending fluidly, the arch of her ribs pressed against that shirt , revealing the sweet hollow of her solar plexus. She would come up again, like a nymph out of a river, fluid, delicate, sublime, drawing close to him once more. When he gently spun her around, pressing himself flush against her back she gasped in pleasure, feeling that stiffness at her back, pressing into her supple skin. The kisses, hot, wet, sweeter than chocolate on her neck made her melt; making her losing all grip on reality and fully giving herself up to the surreal seduction of the moment. What ever happened, whatever came to pass, she would not regret it… She would welcome it with open hands and open heart. She just melted against him, all womanly softness and sweet surrender, desirous of every caress. Her voice was so sweetly toned in these moments, a delicate whisper more pure that the most beautiful notes of any musical instrument. Her heart was in those words, in the sound of her voice, the movement and submission of her body to his.*

(10:52:04 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
: A).*”Then it is enough, isn’t it Ace?.... To live in moments like these… You have more that caught my attention…you own it… Every second I spend with you has become precious and rare to me, a dream world where I feel more alive, more precious than anything else in the world… Your in my mind every moment, singing along my veins like the sweetest high ever known…”*That hand on her thigh made her moan sweetly, the place of contact so close to her core, that secret place where she wanted him to fill… She arched for him, the delicately tuned muscles in her legs jumping, responding to his touch alone. His desirous words were like gas on the fire of her lust, causing it to burn so hotly she thought she would melt.*”I know…and I would give anything to change it… to feel your lips on mine, to know the taste of you with my own tongue, to learn the texture of your mouth… I want all of you Ace… God forgive me for being greedy, but I do….I want you like the flower wants the sun, I feel the need for you like the earth needs rain in the drought… I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve been waiting for you my whole life… that I belong in these moments with you… “*She felt his hands on those buttons, those beautifully shaped, long fingers dancing over those little clasps that held his shirt on her. Each one that was released made her heart beat that much faster and slower all at once, such an odd mix that it made every sense just that much stronger, so much more sensitive. She would tilt her head to the side, giving him more access to that delicate neck of hers, her hair falling over to the side of his arm, silken strands curling around his strong forearm like the most delicate rope. God, what ever spell he was weaving, don’t ever let it stop… She felt so alive, every synapsis of her body firing off like fireworks in a black, starless sky. Her reply was soft, an offering, a sweet supplication, a plea…*”Then don’t… just love me Ace… make love to me…tonight… I don’t want to lose who I am, this precious thing you care for so delicately… But I want you Ace… I want to worship your body… To know you as intimately as I can… Nothing in my life…has ever felt so right as I do right now, in your arms… Don’t deny me…us…that pleasure Ace… I beg you….” *That nip on her earlobe nearly undid her, made her gasp as her body rocked against him, instinctively seeking out that part of him which would make them whole, together, as one. She moved with him, swayed with him, matching every movement of his body, a prelude to the dance that would happen at some point, if not tonight then soon… They were so beautifully matched, so perfectly in tune with one another that when that moment did come, it would be earth shattering for them both, making everything else in the world pale in comparison to that moment. His hand dancing up her flesh made her weep with longing, delicate little kitten like mewls of desire being rent from her lips with each caress. She was so hot, so desperately aroused it was almost painful, but such a sweet sting that she relished it. She arched farther back into him, seeking, wishing, craving that thick shaft she felt behind her, wanting to fuse them together, to wring each drop of pleasure from one another that they could get. Then he cupped her breast, the heavy, full weight of it resting in his palm. Oh those fingers, those magical, wonderful, seductive fingers of his… When they sought out that shell pink nipple, that petit little berry of hers would rouch up for him instantly just from him touching her. When he plied that little bud with his fingers though, she shattered. Her hands reached back to cup his ass, to grip there, her nails digging into his flesh, holding him to her as she came. She had no reply for him, simply a high, sweet, musical cry of pleasure as she felt herself shoot up into a black velvet sky, exploding into a thousand pieces like a star exploding, nothing but pure light and energy. She couldn’t help it, that pleasure that ripped through her at his touch like a wildfire through a woods with no rain for years and years… It was her first real orgasm, not one induced by programming but by pure sensation. She had exquisitely sensitive nipples, delicate and sensitive enough that when stroked and suckled, could easily cause her to orgasm. She was rocking against him, her whole body shuddering so sweetly against him, her core soaking wet, coating Ace’s pant leg with her nectar. It took several moments before she could come back to earth, to this moment, the orgasm had been so strong, so sweet and potent it had knocked her on her heels. When she did though, she turned to look up at Ace, her whole face softly surfeit with pleasure, her eyes dilated so they almost appeared pure black with that outer ring of beautiful jade coloring that almost glowed in the dark. She took his hand, lifting it to her lips to press a kiss to the fingertips there before placing it over her other breast. Here on the floor, on the couch, the table, the bed…it didn’t matter where… There was no turning back now and she wanted him so badly she thought she might die without him. She leaned up on her top toes, her body pressing against his, her lips pressed against his neck as she spoke.*”I don’t know… but I want you to show me… Take me to bed Ace… Love me…”*Her words were sweet supplication, a request, a plea… She wanted to please him so bad it hurt, wanted to feel him inside her so badly she ached… That orgasm was just a prelude to what was going to come, she knew it in her Ghost… Her lips ran down his neck, nibbling, nipping at the skin there as her hands clung to his shoulders, her nails pressing just hard enough into his skin to leave light little crescents there. Father down she would blaze a path down his chest until she found his nipples, her tongue flicking out to lick and tease at each one till they were hard, her teeth grazing over his flesh to capture his own nipple between her teeth, to flick it with her tongue before sucking it, releasing it to do it all over again to the other. Her hands would slide from his shoulders, moving that shirt down off his frame before it caught on the crook of his arms, leaving it up to him to release her breasts and let it fall to the floor. One her hands snaked around to grip at that glorious ass, her fingers itching to know the texture of the skin there, so firm beneath her fingers. The other would slip around the front, coming between their two bodies to begin stroking at his shaft, her fingers delicate and skilled, cupping the weight of it before curling her fingers around it as much as the fabric would allow and giving it a squeeze before stroking up and down his rod through his thin cotton pants. It was an impressive unit, easily the biggest she had ever handled before, and deep inside her she knew it would be a perfect fit…*


(02:19:17 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he had drawn her out of that darkened bedroom.. back out into the lounge.. and she appeared to be responding to his guidance.. his touches.. his moves.. her caresses were so supremely soft and warm as they sneakily found their way beneath his shirt.. the dips continued.. several of them in fact.. all gifting him with that exquisite sight.. her frame was perfectly proportioned.. yes she was a little on the petite.. short side.. but he certainly hadn’t noticed.. not really.. even when he did tower over her a little.. though the difference between them was Not so grand that it made things awkward.. he listened to her when she spoke.. telling him he had caught her attention.. that he owned it.. that she felt more alive.. more precious than anything else in the world.. his lips remained on the delicate curves of her shoulder.. exploring the sweet tasting flesh.. every single adored inch..an idle thought would cross through his hunger filled mind.. did she know the difference between lust and love?.. could she differentiate between the two? Had she truly felt the pangs of lust before to know when it was biting her?.. that longing.. that craving.. that greed and hunger could easily fool the mind into thinking it was something more.. and just as those thoughts came.. they disappeared just as quickly..fleeting..quickly swallowed his own thirst for her.. there was no room in his head for reasonable thought.. no time for weighing up pros and cons.. for thinking more.. laterally .. no.. this was all about pleasure.. in the sweetest most simplest form..he felt the muscles in her legs twitch as he grabbed a hold on her creamy thigh.. the heat from her inner core was unmistakable.. it made her skin hotter than usual.. he felt her hair as it hung down in it’s loose wavy curls.. caressing against the twitching muscles of his arm.. her words.. that soft almost begging tone just about crushed him from the inside out.. his fingers flexed before stiffening considerably.. it was taking all of his control.. all of his will to not bend her over the back of that couch right beside them.. the problem was.. she was not just a simple whore.. she was not just some woman that was extremely easy.. no.. this one.. this gem in his arms was a lot more complex than that.. he also didn’t want to frighten her.. or god forbid hurt her..his head tilted up a little.. his lips nearer her right ear once more.. lingering there so close..a barely there whisper occuring - …Are you entirely certain Trinity?.... he would question her.. he wanted to be sure it was indeed what she wanted.. - .. that it is what you want?.... his teeth snapped around that earlobe once more.. -.. all of what I have to offer.. I wont deny you.. You won’t need to beg.. .. his breath was almost searing hot as he spoke so close to her skin.. his words vibrating down to the very core of her - .. I desire all of you.. .. he exhaled a deeper slightly shaken breath .. he felt her body responding back against his.. rocking firmer.. fluidly into his.. the cute little sounds she made were utterly adorable.. the tiny whimpers.. the kitten like mewls.. they would be something he would hear in his head for days.. he knew this for a fact.. he fet the weight of her breast there beneath his fanned out fingers.. so perfect in its teardrop shape.. perfectly rounded.. the nipple rising to meet him.. hardening as he circled it with the barest touch of a fingers tip.. it would be then that she’d surprise him.. that sweet .. almost hauntingly beautiful cry of pleasure.. he knew exactly what that meant.. she didn’t have to say a word.. she didn’t have to tell him anything.. her body was telling him Everything he needed to know.. the delicate shudders back against him just tormented him further.. - ..now.. .. he’d whisper.. feeling her hands gaining that firm hard grip upon his ass.. her nails digging in.. forcing the gap between the two to be more or less non existent.. her ass was pressed flush against him.. - ..That was a simply delicious precursor.. .. his tongue slid up the swan like curve of her neck.. stopping just beneath her ear- .. a taste of whats to come.. .. she turned then in his hold.. her gaze lifting up to meet his.. to linger there upon that grey colouring.. he could see the lust clouding her vision.. her pupils were so heavy there.. so large.. her breath was shorter.. her features were stuck in that little blissful state of pleasure.. his hand rose.. brushing a few fingers across the curve of her cheek.. a light.. innocent gesture

(02:19:41 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. she was able to lead his hand.. to place it there upon her other breast.. both then moving to grab.. to touch.. to palm.. his hold there a little firmer than earlier.. but not enough to hurt her.. just enough to let her know the torment he was going through.. thumbs flicked against those hardened nipples ..his gaze tearing away from hers just for the moment.. to watch the way her body moved in his hold.. in his embrace.. and in such close proximity.. the lustful notes they were both emanating had to have been sending each of them completely insane.. and quite possibly anyone within the area.. the signals were strong.. unmistakable.. his hands would fall away from her chest when she began to peel his shirt away.. reaching back then to let it fall.. floating off behind them somewhere upon the floor.. her touches ..sliding down the length of his chest.. over that heated scarred flesh caused his head to rock back.. a heavier breath exhaled..his chest almost completely hollowing out before he’d take in a quick breath to remedy the situation.. he swallowed.. that lump had formed in his throat once again.. his gaze looking down to her.. watching her closely.. her hands upon his ass.. upon his frame.. exploring every inch of that toned.. hardened stomach.. his body bent just a little so as he could be nearer to her level.. his forehead coming down to press against hers.. - .. Trinity.. .. he managed to utter..though it would sound perhaps a little forced.. pushed through his gritted down teeth as she managed to start that that tormenting massage.. the fabric may as well have not been there at all.. for all the good it was.. thin.. flimsy..his body easily responding to her touches.. more than it had been from the look of her alone.. that shaft she was toying with hardening considerably.. the heat easily felt through the material.. his breath matched that temperature as it washed across her cheeks.. her face.. they were so unbelievably close.. how simple would it have been for him to just lean in.. to take those last few inches.. to tear into her lower lip with his teeth.. to claim those lips.. that mouth.. to taste of her.. more than just her skin.. more than her scent mixed with her .. it was literally killing him on the inside.. she was becoming akin to a drug to him.. that someone was dangling just infront of him.. but yet she was just out of reach.. he wrenched his head back suddenly.. taking a deeper breath.. swallowing down .. trying to regain a little composure.. that one particular song had ended.. another following it slowly.. the same haunting beat.. slow.. just making the body want to sway.. need to .. he looked to her there.. before him.. was he waiting on her to talk.. to give him the answer he so desired?.. or had it all gotten to that point where if she denied him now.. he’d probably just pass out from sheer frustration.. his chest rose and fell quite rapidly as if he had just gotten back from quite a run.. before she’d be able to question him however he’d have just stepped inward.. closing the slight gap that had formed between them.. lifting her tiny naked frame up into his arms with little effort.. his lips contacting with her shoulder.. while he turned her around.. he didn’t move toward one of the bedrooms.. deciding to remain there within the main living area.. the lounge.. he lowered her down to sit there upon the couch before the fireplace.. the flames within it slowly dying.. the room loosing its healthy glow.. though it was doubtful the pair would be feeling that cold anytime soon.. the strikes of lightning continued.. flooding the small area with flashes of light every so often.. her legs were shifted so they dangled over the edge of the couch.. he soon fell to the floor.. his knees making contact with that circular rug.. his arms would reach.. planting themselves on her thighs.. inching her closer to the edge.. to perch her little ass upon it.. he found himself just looking at her for the moment.. just marvelling in her frame as a whole.. god she was beautiful.. the way her body curved.. she wasn’t too thin.. she was so very soft to the touch.. and she smelt so damn good.. he moved to press his thighs against the couch front.. having settled there between hers.. his hands lifting from her hips.. tickling up along her sides.. along her arms.. her shoulders.. before he’d cup her cheeks.. lifting his chin.. his lips would press to her forehead.. her left cheek..soon followed by her right.. the tip of her nose.. her lips were indeed Right there.. but he quickly by passed and planted one on her chin.. trailing his teeth down her throat.. finding that sweet little spot where her neck met her shoulders.. applying a little more pressure there as he did well to bruise the flesh.. to bring the blood to the surface but not allow it to breath through.. his hands had found her thighs once more.. fingers flexing and curling.. flexing and curling as he massaged.. rubbed into that peaches and cream softness.. almost taunting her with how close he was to that sweet little valley of hers.. his kisses trailed lower.. his tongue dragging down between her breasts.. before he’d pull back to blow his own heated breath upon the newly dampened skin.. causing it to cool considerably.. without warning however he’d lock his lips over her right nipple.. his tongue bathing against it.. across it.. circling it.. taunting that pert dusky pink bud-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Honestly….there was no hope of ever going back to how she had been just days before… She was too thoroughly enamored with Ace, to the point that all he had to do was reach out for her, and she would follow him do the ends of the earth and back. Most women would have felt humbled by it, as if they were made less for it, but she saw it as an ultimate freedom. Life was a grand adventure, the only one worth having, the only one that mattered. What did that adventure matter though, if you only took the easy path? Yes, there would be trails to overcome, pain to bear, sorrow to survive, but it was what living was all about. If she didn’t know sadness she would never know joy, if she didn’t understand pain she couldn’t comprehend pleasure. Some would think that her past life might have made her starved, desperate for any scrap of affection but the truth was quite different. She desired those thing, yes, but not so much that she would pretend things to be there that weren’t, or to force things that just weren’t going to happen. Instead of going about it in a cautionary way, she would instead throw herself off that ledge into the emotions that he brought out in her, trusting in her own mind and body to be the wings that would carry her through that dive. After all, a broken heart was a painful thing, but wasn’t it better to use it and feel that sting, than to lock it up where it would remain cold forever? She would learn nothing about life, or her path through it, if she did nothing but hide out in fear of the world around her. It was what gave her strength and bravery, the ability to trust someone though time had not tested those bonds. She was utterly free in her life, completely open to anything that might be tossed her way and completely fearless. She might not know love, she had only read about it and watched it in old movies… She felt most of them were drummed up but she did believe one thing. When she did fall in love, she would know it because it would shake her to her very soul and beyond. This…This was lust, pure and primal and utterly divine. She trusted Ace to be tender with her, to not hurt her, to share this moment with her. After all even though she had that maidens head there didn’t mean she was a virgin in the sense that many women were. She knew what she was getting into, the ins and outs of it at the most basic of levels. She knew it would be different with him, a man who was as complex as he was and as strong and independent would be the most amazing of lovers. A mans mind was a relation to his performance in bed, the sharper the wit, the more clever and intelligent, the better the lover. The fact that Ace was all that and a bag of chips on the side only made her all the more eager and excited for what was to come. Their dance was supple and seductive, her femininity completely submitted to his masterful will and guidance and knew instinctively what was desired of her with no guidance needed. It had all the elements of seduction and the act of sex in it without a doubt, the dips causing her to arch so utterly reminiscent of how she would arch beneath him to match his loving. His lips so close to her ear simply fired her all the more, her body so taught with desire he but had to brush his fingers across her to play her like his own personal instrument, her voice giving sound to the passions he was strumming within her with such ease. She whimpered softly, the sound of her name on his lips, she had never heard a sound so sweet before in her entire life, no name had ever sounded so heavenly.*”Ace… I don’t want anything but you…all of you… That darkness and light…. I know you’ll be my perfect lover… I won’t deny you, I would never want to……”*Good Google, she had nearly lost it right there, her knees going weak at those last five words, so small and simple, but hit her with the force of a sudden adrenalin shot to the heart. She would give him all of herself that she was free to give, down to the last drop of blood in her veins she would sacrifice to him and gladly for the sheer right of this night alone. The thunder and lightning outside couldn’t touch her here, she was far beyond their reach in that silken dark cocoon that Ace had wrapped her in so tenderly. When his hand had found her breast and those skilled fingers seeking out her most tender places, blowing that dam of pleasure to hell and sent her over the edge… She felt like she was flying or sinking into that inky black softness, that dark warmth that was as close to heaven as she would ever know. She should have been embarrassed in a way, but she couldn’t hide her reactions what so ever even if she tried. She was incredibly sensitive all over her body, each spot willing and able to receive each drop of pleasure to store it up for another release. She knew that thought it may be her first orgasm of the night; it most certainly wouldn’t be her last. Ace was too skilled, to wonderfully knowledgeable of pleasure to miss a chance to send her over that edge. She knew he would do it just to watch her tip over that side, just like she knew when he came, it would be something extraordinary. She felt that hand on her cheek, her face turning into it to kiss the palm of his hand as he touched her, her eyes sliding closed at the tender caress that just added another level to the pleasure she was already quite drunk on. Her words were barely above a whisper, her lips feather light across his palm.*”I rather thought that was what you would say… Come…show me all you have to offer Ace… I’m starving for you…”

(03:53:36 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *That firm pressure of his hands there on her breasts had her aching for more, her back arching into those lovely fingers, greedy for it all. Her fingers would find purchase on his body, shoulders, biceps, forearms, it didn’t matter. Her touches were a mix between feather light caresses that worshiped his skin to sinking her nails into his skin, causing sets of little crescent shapes to break out across his skin as she nearly lost it entirely from those ministrations to her breasts. He would come to find out before this night was over just how sensitive those little berries of flesh were and how easy it would be to drive her to repeated orgasms from his fingers there alone. She couldn’t help those pathetic little whimpers of pleasure, the sudden moans when he did something just right, so perfect it nearly tipped the scales within her once again. She could hear him too, the shuddering of his breath as he struggled to control his breathing, the soft moans of his own to match hers. Good GOD, with a voice like his and those sounds it was too much to bear with any measure of sanity. If he thought she sounded sweet and arousing, he had no idea just what his voice was doing to her. She loved the sound of him when he was just talking, but this was enough to drive her into something of a frenzy. When that shirt was off of him she closed the distance and bit down on that hard, scarred flesh of his chest, perfectly shaped teeth doing well to dent that flesh as she moaned. Yes, she was a lusty biter, and a bit of a kitty with her claws as well. They would definitely show the marks of tonight when the sun rose on the morrow and be damned if she would regret a single one. If anything, she would wear them with pride for as long as they remained on her skin, a passionate reminder of this night. When he spoke her name, she nodded silently, her lips whispering across his chest.*”Ace…”*She wanted him as naked as she was, wanted to strip that thin cotton from his frame with her nails and teeth alone, to kiss, taste, explore, suckle every inch of him that had been hidden from her sight. She would have to settle for this at the moment, she didn’t want to strip a drop of this masterful dance that Ace was leading her down, no matter her own desire for it. Instead she would continue to stroke him, teasing him before pressing her thumb into that tender, nerve ending packed little spot just beneath his shafts head. She would slowly rotate her thumb there in delicious little circles while her fingers continued to dance up and down his shaft, squeezing in a rhythm she knew would drive him up the wall. When he closed that sliver of distance, picking her up into his arms she didn’t hesitate a moment. Her hands came up to cross about his neck, her teeth sinking down into that jugular vein and tendon. Her legs would wrap about his waist and hips, long enough to cross her ankles behind his back, her hips rocking against him, lashing him with her insistent, demanding rhythm that begged to be sated. Between the two of them, their heavy breathing, the sweat that would no doubt begin to form from the sheer exertion of taking in air… The whole room smelled like a delicious cocktail of pure sexual desire. She had already loved the smell of him, but now it was so strong, so poignant that it hit her much as his opium would hit him, drugging her senses, slowing everything down to a dream like speed. She felt herself settled down onto that couch, long legs hanging over the side of it , her pretty little feet with her toes curled from desire as she watched him like a bird of prey. His hands on her thighs made her shudder, to part slightly for him, an open invitation to that space which was the most intimate of joiners. Her voice was a husky growl that was part frustration and part consummate desire, her chest heaving in small, petit little gasps, passion about her ribs like steel bands.*”For the love of God Ace take off those pants before I rip them off of you I beg you!”*She felt her body shifted, sliding across that couch till her ass was just at the end of it, her feet finding the floor only to grip that that same rug with her toes. The moment you were between her thighs she captured you between hers, holding you there with a strength that didn’t seem possible for such a tiny little thing such as herself. She was petit, but she had the strength of passion behind her and neither God nor Money was going to stop her from getting what she wanted so badly she could scream from it. When he put his hands on her cheeks, her eyes widened slightly, wondering if you had capitulated despite your words from earlier…. Even worse… She wanted it… How sick and twisted it might be, if he kissed her she would certainly return it with as much passion as he was making her feel. Oh, how she wanted to kiss him though but she didn’t dare, oh no… This would have to be a decision he made on his own. Those kisses were drops of tenderness on her skin, such sweet gentleness despite the hot and heavy passion of the moment. Then he bit her and she let out a cry of not pain, but pure and utter pleasure. Her thighs tightened about him even more, her hands finding his shoulders only to dig in with her nails, scraping, welting the flesh there in her desire as her head fell back against the cushions there. Mother have Mercy on her, this hands were on her thighs again and combined with that bite she was going to go absolutely mad if he didn’t drive her to release again, the pressure was almost unbearable! Her heart seemed to stop as she arched into his lips on her skin, her fingers gripping him like the lifeline he was to her, her head pressing so hard into the cushions that she was creating a dip in the fabric. That hot and cold play on the valley of her breasts made her legs tighten even more, pulling him in deeper against her core. That suden movement, that startling shift…The words were ripped from her lips as she rose off of the couch, pushing her breasts harder against his lips and tongue.*”OhMyGOD!”*That small pleasure filled scream of delight was ripped from her lips before she even knew it. She began to lash at him in earnest with her hips, those wonderful little actions on her tits was driving her mad and she wanted him inside her so bad she was going to scream soon from want.*”Ohmigod please Ace… Please… I want you inside me when I cum…GoodGod please… Please, please, please!”*Yes, he had driven her to a whimpering, begging, pleading little bit of sexually charged flesh. If she was anything in bed, she was very, very open… She didn’t hide her pleasure of play the croquet, oh no, not her. She was very vocal in her desire, each moan, whimpers, sigh, and cry of pleasure was given freely to the air and to his ears, letting him know just what he was doing to her.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. his shirt had indeed tumbled down behind him.. floating to the floor there.. but before he even had the chance to lift his arms she all but lept back into him.. closing the small distance between the two.. her next action though certainly took him by surprise.. feeling her teeth suddenly latching onto his chest.. digging into his skin.. he groaned.. forcing a rather grated breath through his teeth as they snapped together.. Oh for the love of god what was she doing? She was driving him fair insane.. his skin was on fire.. his hands rose.. sliding up into her hair.. tangling his fingers in firmly as he gripped it..tugging upon it before she would finally release his skin.. his breath turning into little more than a shattered exhale..- .. You little tease. .... he all bit hissed at her..though she was far from finished.. she was far from having been done with her tormenting efforts.. the grip she had upon his cock there.. all be it through his slacks began to move.. applying a little more pressure than before.. that skilful manoeuvre with her thumb..his shoulders sunk.. his eyes rolled back.. he almost did Not want her hands to get beyond that fabric.. for fear of what she just might do.. he’d probably die.. pass out dead on the spot.. and it wasn’t as if he had been left wanting..he certainly wasn’t chaste.. and would never say he was.. he’d had his fair share.. even just moments before having entered the Nightingale .. but this was sexual frustration at a whole new level..he picked her up.. she quickly responded by plying her arms up about his neck.. her slender little legs tightly winding about his hips.. and those teeth again.. those tormenting little teeth sunk into the side of his neck.. and he just about buckled.. another groan.. deep.. husky.. forced through snapped down teeth as the grip he had upon her body tightened almost to the point of being painfully rigid.. he arched fiercely into her..meeting her rocking hips head on.. meeting that demanding little rhythm with one of his own.. if she so desired to mark him she was doing a damn good job at it.. he’d have teeth marks all over him by the time they were finished.. he just knew it.. down upon the couch he’d put her.. inching her to the edge where those precious creamy thighs would part for him.. he easily slid between.. feeling her knees brushing against his sides.. - .. shhh.. .. he’d whisper.. hushing her when she begged him to remove his pants.. he was in no rush.. there was no where else he wanted to be and he was going to drag this out until she was teetering on the edge of pure insanity.. his hands slid to the very top of her thighs.. rubbing his fingers into the pliable flesh.. feeling her bodies heat.. feeling her move and writhe beneath him.. his kisses continued.. leaving faint little damp marks upon her face.. her cheeks.. her chin.. the curves of her neck.. biting down harder.. turn about was fair play afterall.. he heard her cries.. her moans.. before his attentions moved toward those breasts of hers.. particularly those pert little nipples.. his lips wrapped clean around them.. the tip of his slick wet tongue giving that playful flick before his teeth would bite down.. not hard.. not strikingly painful.. but enough to make someone jump.. to quickly grab their attention.. a shock.. she responded perfectly.. bucking up with such an urgency.. rising her hips with a need unparalleled - .. quite the eager little thing aren’t you.. .. he’d murmur against her chest.. glancing up to her.. a spark of mischief in those grey eyes of his..his right hand would rise then.. from t’s place upon her thigh.. to press a single finger against her lips.. - .. not yet.. .. whispered so softly as his trail of kisses began to snake its way down over the delicate rise of her stomach.. his free hand.. his left began to slide up and down her inner thighs.. barely touching.. more so tickling .. feeling that heat.. drawing up till he’d almost touch that deliciously wet apex.. but stopping a mere inch away.. her begging was an unbelievable turn on.. her obvious desire was driving him mad.. driving him insane.. his body as a whole was aching inside and out.. he wanted to feel her.. all of her.. and he wanted it now.. but he was doing well to hold back.. to cage that greedy beast of his.. she had lived her life.. so far.. for however long it was.. pleasuring others.. and he imagined most if not all didn’t care one iota about hers.. well it was time to turn that around.. she needed to see just what she had been missing all these years.. she deserved to let go.. to completely lose herself in the bliss that could only come from wetting that sexual appetite.. and she certainly had one of those.. in spades.. his fingers continued to glide up and down her inner thighs.. from her left to her right.. and back again.. before without warning.. his palm would lay upon the round of her mons.. his fingers lightly brushing against that hot.. slick wet little slit of hers.. and did he ever bite down on his own teeth.. that felt absolutely incredible.. smooth.. her arousal was as clear as the nose on her face.. she couldn’t have possibly been any wetter.. his tongue dipped into that adorable little navel of hers.. whilst a single finger spread those lips of hers just a touch.. just enough to slide down the length.. he skimmed past that little pleasure centre ..a barely there touch.. a light caress across her hood.., before that single digit would tease at her opening there.. now he knew she was still for lack of a better term.. intact.. so it would be uncomfortable.. even if only for a moment.. something would have to be done about that.. like taking the attention away from someone before a bandage was ripped from their skin.. anything to take away the anxiety of the act.. the pain would remain but it wouldn’t be quite so shocking.. his trail of kisses continued.. down past her navel.. though he would soon jump from there to her knee.. his gaze looking up to her.. watching her.. that finger still simply circled her entrance.. it did not just dive in.. it did not just begin abrubtly poking around.. it was simply.. toying.. taunting.. he’d trail the tip of his tongue up along her inner right thigh.. tasting the beads of sweat there.. growing quite drunk on her bodies natural scent.. before he’d nestle himself directly in the middle.. - … relax.. .. he’d whisper softly.. another kiss to her inner thigh.. left.. then right.. before his tongue would slide the length of that sweet little slit.. just poking within.. just a little.. just enough to taste her on his tongue, she was intoxicating.. his head was swimming worse than it was before..now would be his opportunity.. he’d capture that clit between his teeth, the tip of his tongue assaulting it with quick little flicks whilst that finger.. and a secondary partner would slide up into her heated depths.. piercing through that maidens head.. pushing her through that moment of discomfort with hopefully enough shocking pleasure that it wouldn’t cause her too much pain.. -


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Pleasure was a soft, sweet, beautiful thing… Lust could hit you like a ton of bricks… But Desire, this thing that had sparked between them several times like an invisible static shock was unlike anything else. It was a goading, driving, demanding beast that had been awoken inside her and brought out ever primal, naughty little kink she never knew she had before. She wanted to taste every inch of him, explore every single nook and crevice and find all his hidden pleasure spots. She wanted to discover those places on him that would bring him the greatest pleasures, letting her leave her delicate brand on his memory for the rest of his life. She wanted to leave her mark on him, just as he had left his on her flesh. She felt those long fingers in her hair, pulling just hard enough to get her attention, to send those delicious little thrills of sensation along her scalp. He brought out the most sexually primal part of her, things she didn’t even know brought her pleasure to do, were flooding her system with so much sensory information that it was enough to make her whole system skip and stutter erratically. At his words she looked up at him, a sly smile on her lips as she ran her pert little pink tongue across her lower lip before rising up as high as he would allow her to. Her hand didn’t stop those ministrations of his cock, instead they intensified as she whispered in his ear, slightly wet lips teasing along the shell there.*”Baby, I haven’t even started…”*When he had lifted her up, giving her that chance to wrap her hands and legs around him, to sink her teeth into his neck… Oh the sweet, delightful, wonderful friction! She felt that arch against her as if heaven itself had condensed into that small action and exploded within her body. She met his thrusts with sweet cried of pleasure, her thighs gripping him like a vice as she rocked with him, plying those sweet hips against his own with that seductive rhythm he had set. She didn’t want him to go, but she was dedicatedly supplicant to him and his whims, releasing him though the separation allowed a brush of cooler air to pass across her delicate core that was already ultrasensitive. He returned quickly enough though, letting her wrap her legs about him once more, gripping him, tethering him to her. The distance they had already was painful enough, and she wanted him near her, naked and thrusting. She heard that shush, knowing what it meant and her own frustration caused her nails to find the fabric of those cushions and dig into it in agony. She was in such a sweet world of agonizing pleasure, the emotions burning away any preconceived notions she had had of him as a lover. He was going to be more than fantastic, he was already far past that and he hadn’t even fucked her yet. This was just four play, a delicious torture where she could do nothing but sit and endure it while she was denied touching him as she was skilfully mastered. When he bit down so deliciously on her neck she gasped, moaning into his ear, her whole body shivering as her hair stood up along her arms and caused her nipples to get so hard and tight it was almost painful. She couldn’t help but arch into him, lashing at him with her hips in her lust. That sensation…she had never had it before but she realized that as much as she enjoyed biting him, she double enjoyed receiving it, to the point that she didn’t think she would ever want him to not do it. Eager? Oh Google that was putting it lightly! Eager was like a child waiting for a slice of cake, for you, she was the perpetual fat kid in a candy store with free samples! She wasn’t just eager, she was desperate, feeling like she was going to spontaneously combust into a shower of sparks and fade into nothing. She couldn’t even catch her breath, her words were halted, high pitched with desire, almost a whimper.*”Only—Because You--- Feel so good! Just---wait--- till it’s time for---fair turnabout!”*She was lost in those grey eyes, so damn beautiful to her that she could spend hours just looking into their stormy depths and loose herself in the storm there. She whimpered and tossed her head back, denied again, but oh so sweetly she couldn’t hate him for it. He was doing things his own way, and she had given herself up to him for the entire experience, and he was certainly delivering! Her tongue darted out to lick at that finger against her lips, a quick flick that showed how much she wanted him right now.*”You--- Damn Rogue—God that feels so sweet Ace….”*She shivered hard beneath him, feeling those fingers just shy of what she wanted, what she needed to be ministered to. Her legs flexed, the delicate lines of her muscles beneath curving and jumping beneath his fingers as her nails found his skin to grip and hold. Oh that teasing, that stroking, sweet baby Jesus Christ, she felt her lids slide closed and roll up in her head before they would snap open when he touched her… She arched violently into that palm, right onto her toes as she cried out her pleasure, her thighs clamping around him like a vice. She felt a broken sob rip from her throat as that finger parted her sweet little secret to feel her so slick and hot for him. She was loosing it, quite literally. She was holding back her own orgasm as much as she could but God did he ever make it hard! Right now, her hymn was the last thing on her mind, something bothersome to be handled so the truest pleasure could be found. Her core muscles would shiver and flex beneath his kisses, each light press of his tops before that tongue would dip into her navel… How in the world did he make such a simple, common part of her body feel like it was its own little pleasure spot?! She felt like fainting dead away, anything to escape that pressure that was weighing in her from so much pleasure in so short a time. A simple act in and of itself, but when he did it, it was as if God himself were toying with every inch of her skin, bringing to life every little nerve ending she had. Lord those fingers though, she stopped breathing for a full minute as she felt them circling her tight little entrance, that secret little place that begged for him with scent and lust. Combine that with his tongue snaking up the inside of her thighs she began to whimper, low, sweet little sounds in the back of her throat as she writhed there, her head tossing from side to side in her passion. If he had wanted to bring her to madness, he had achieved it.

(08:18:18 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: . She couldn’t even think, just respond, a creature of nothing more than reactions to the pleasure he drew out of her very ghost, secreted in her skin that did nothing but amplify that nature scent of her skin that mixed with the sweet tang of her arousal. She could barely hear his word, his desire for her to relax, as if that were even possible. She was so tightly wound, the coil inside her ready to snap at any moment and send her over the edge into an abyss she might never come out of. She was lost in that dark little place of sensation when his teeth captured her pearl and began to flick it with her tongue at the same time she felt him invade her core, rending that bit of innocence with more compassion and delicacy than she had ever known before. There was nearly no pain though, rather just a blinding white hot pleasure as he brought her to orgasm again as she shattered into a million sparks of heat and light, her thighs claming about his head as she violently bowed off of the couch, screaming his name as she came. She coated his fingers and chin with her arousal, marking him with her super sweet cum that would glisten on his skin as her honeyed sheath pulled his fingers in deeper, clutching it like a velvet vice and so tight it could easily expel those digits if he wasn’t careful. Cum and blood, a sacrifice to the gods of pleasure and their pagan magic that suffused her body. A tear slid down one of her cheeks as she lost it completely, bucking and surging against him and his hand as she came, broken cries that would sweetly rend the air with her pleasure. She melted against him, her whole body sliding into that soft pliancy that only complete pleasure can bring on. When she came back to earth, she had to blind several times to dislodge the tears in her eyes. That first orgasm seemed like a pale, weak little thing compared to what he had just orchestrated from her body. So intense she had quite flooded his skin with her nectar, a good deal more than the average woman’s arousal. When she really got going, when the right buttons were pushed she was what was termed as a squirted in her time, a physical representation of her arousal and pleasure, undefinable proof of her utter satisfaction. She could barely move from that spot, her chest rising and falling with the speed of a humming birds it would seem. She could only reach out, her fingers finding their way into his hair, to stroke at it, lightly tugging at it before brushing it back from his temples. When she finally found her voice it was sweetly hoarse, broken from her cries of pleasure.*"What a..wonderful way to...bring me to that place... When...do I get...to do that to you?..."


(23:08:08 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..his fingers had managed to curl up deeply within her.. that longer digit reaching that small pleasure window..that little sweet spot.. hooking around to brush and rub against it.. his thumb stretched as his teeth withdrew.. releasing that newly assaulted tiny bud..to apply pressure with that thumbs pad.. it would be then that she’d crumble.. she’d shatter into a million pieces there before him.. her body arching up fiercely like a cat.. bucking against his body.. his face.. those lips..he felt her internal walls restricting.. those muscles contracting as the climax ripped through her quite harshly.. her little body shuddered and shook.. he heard her crying out his name… well to be truthful it was more likely that half the street heard her.. and perhaps even a few further down the road.. even with the storm raging outside.. her taste though.. that sweet honeyed nectar was intoxicating.. easily coating his tongue.. his lips.. his chin.. he groaned.. drawing a deeper breath through his nose to compensate .. having only just realised he had indeed held his breath for a short time.. the fog was beginning to settle once more there at the forefront of his mind.. his eyes perhaps a touch heavier.. his hands rose when she finally began to sink back down upon those plush soft cushions.. the orgasm still riding her.. but not quite as shockingly so.. he parted her thighs just a touch.. afterall she had all but drawn the life out of him when she latched onto him like a vice.. so extraordinarily tightly .. the strikes of lightning continued.. flooding the now darkened room with patterns.. she’d have to notice him looking up to her as he slowly drew his body back up.. leaving that honeyed glisten there upon his chin.. his lips still quite slick.. afterall she had managed to coat his skin with quite a bit more than he was used to.. he’d shoot her a wink in response to her question on when it would be her turn to repay the favour as it were- ..all in good time.. .. he’d whisper in a husky reply.. his head tilting back down to trail a line of kisses back up along her bared thighs.. across her stomach.. lingering only for a moment around that navel.. between that supple sweet valley of her breasts.. he’d reach her shoulders.. his hands having followed along behind that sweet damp trail.. lightly caressing.. touching along her thighs.. the gentle rise of her stomach.. feeling her chest rising and falling quickly.. his right hand would soon come to fall there just above her steadily beating heart.. he was certain she could hear his.. it was throbbing so unbelievably loudly.. he could hear it like a jackhammer in his head.. the energy he was burning to hold back was enormous.. to stand back and behave so to speak.. to deliver her to that blissful palace without taking advantage was harder than he would have originally expected.. and yet he had still managed to get this far..his lips found the curve of her shoulder.. drawing across toward her neck.. her throat.. to which he’d lightly nip all the way up until he’d reach her chin.. Oh now this is where it got terribly tempting.. his head.. his face.. excruciatingly close to hers.. lined up.. how easy would it be to just kiss her.. right then.. right now.. the urge was definitely there.. without a doubt.. he swallowed down a little harshly.. that lump that kept forming was beginning to drive him up the wall.. - .. just as I figured.. . he whispered softly.. tilting his head to the side.. his lips would press to her right cheek.. as I expected .. and then her left.. catching the salt remnants from her earlier tears- ..your taste ..it’s simply heavenly.. .. the tip of his nose lightly bushed across hers.. a subtle.. soft sign of affection.. before he’d lift to press his lips to her forehead- .. beyond true words actually.. like nothing I have ever really had before.. and I wont be bashful when I admit to wanting all the more.. his hand had risen then.. those couple sticky fingers of his soon pressed to her lips.. to trace around them.. leaving a faint coating of her own sweet nectar there for her own benefit.. a rather sly sounding chuckle would sound.. his hands would fall to her shoulders.. dropping down the lengths of her arms.. her sides.. before they would fall just beneath the generous curves of her ass.. lifting her then - .. hold on.. .. he’d utter and with little effort he would have drawn her up from the couch.. and hopefully she would have wrapped those supremely long legs around him.. hooking on to hold.. he’d walk with her across the room.. his gaze upon her.. his forehead pressing against hers.. his breath somewhat ragged…the gramophone had fallen to silence when the record finished.. simply throwing out the soft sounds of static.. that coupled with the heavy rain outdoors was really quite magical.. soon her bare back would be pressed against a wooden door.. he’d reach around to turn that brass knob.. nudging it open with his knee.. the room much like the remainder of the house was dark.. yet it smelt of him.. it was his room afterall and sure enough she was bound to clue in on that little fact pretty quickly.. it was tidy enough.. well what she would have been able to see of it.. which may tell her he didn’t spend a Great deal of time in there.. was that a good thing though?.. he turned her around.. his knees soon pressing against the side of the bed.. he began to bend .. until her back was embraced by those awaiting covers.. and only then would he release the hold he had gained upon her ass.. sliding his hand back up along her sides.. he straightened out.. her legs parted just a little as his body remained between them.. he just looked to her.. upon her.. letting his gaze wander along every supple curve and dimple that was on show.. or what he could see with the limited lighting.. he rolled his neck before leaning back into her.. this time plying his weight atop her.. letting her feel his frame pressed over hers..hip to hip.. chest to chest,,.those drawstring pants of his remained on however.. at least for the moment.. his right hand reached to cradle her cheek.. his grey’d gaze lingering there upon those emerald circlets.. - ..

(23:12:16 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: >.. are you certain you’re going to be able to handle this?.. you just about passed out on me before.. .. he was clearly quite amused with that fact and it showed in the way his lips twitched.. he was fighting terribly to keep that grin from showing but naturally so he was failing miserably.. that hand slid down her side.. hooking just beneath her knee.. drawing it up to hook her leg around him as he began to rock down against her.. taunting her.. teasing her with that thin line of flimsy fabric being the only barrier left .. he nudged her head to the side a little so his lips could collide with the side of her neck.. her throat.. locking his lips upon that sweat coated skin.. to suckle and bite.. to nip and graze.. that rubbing though.. that rocking.. grinding would continued.. his hand upon her knee there nearer his side keeping her thighs well parted so he could torment her for a little longer.. well that and himself.. a little self abuse.. before there would be frantic knocking there upon the door.. someone was pounding on it.. their voice only barely being heard above the sound of the storm outside.. his head shot up.. just as the door swung open.. it was the auburn haired girl from earlier.. and she was breathing so very harshly.. though the girls cheeks burnt red upon spying the rather compromising position the pair were in.. he groaned.. swallowing down so unbelievably harshly..- .. Now?.. really ginger?.. Now.. You choose Now to come in here?... his heart was just about to explode there within his chest.. he gathered up the side of the quilt.. drawing it across Trinity’s frame.. afterall the girl was completely naked.. he looked down to her.. exhaling rather suddenly.. giving a slight shaking of his head as if it were an offered apology.. before ‘ginger’ would duck within the room.. looking a little frantic..she’d speak so very quickly.. all her words being mashed into one large sentence without any time to take a pause or breath Mr Koehler… You need .. uh.. I’m.. uh.. I’m sorry but you .. I know I shouldn’t have come, and I know you told me not to.. I..You just need to come.. Alice has been hit.. outside.. “ clearly the girl was having terrible trouble.. perhaps English was not her first language? Or she was just a little to flustered from the scene that she walked in on “ by the storm.. By the sparks.. she’s been burnt.. outside.. on the ground.. Please.. I beg of you.. I’m sorry to interrupt.. I didn’t want to come down but the girls made me.. Please help.. ..at this stage the girl was just about hysterical.. tears were streaming down her cheeks.. her little body was shaking.. his shoulders sunk.. he didn’t want to leave.. he.. really didn’t.. Not now.. please god NOT now.. he peeled himself off of her slowly.. releasing the hold he had upon her knee.. making sure she had that quilt to cover her before he would usher ‘ginger’ out the door.. he glanced back over his shoulder to her.. mouthing an ‘Im sorry’.. before he would disappear out of the small room.. the front door of the house was soon opened.. he stepped out.. the first thing he noticed was that wind.. it was icy as it crashed against his bared chest.. he held a hand up to shield his vision as the rain splashed upon his cheeks.. his eyes.. threatening to take his vision.. the lightning continued crashing off in the distance.. it would not be safe for Trinity to venture out in it and he hoped to god she remained there in the house.. Ginger pointed off to the field there to the right of the house.. a body laying flat in the long grasses.. he took off down the semi cobbled road having just slipped his feet back into his boots to see just what could be done.. if anything for the young woman.. -

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *With the type of frequency she was capable of hitting, she had probably scarred any bats in the area for life. She couldn’t help it though, her very nature was a vocal one and she could no more be silent in bed than she could give up music. Besides, anyone with vocal cords would be making noise if they had just went through what she did, that climax had been earth shattering for her. It had given her freedom as well as pleasure, that sudden sharp pain had given a whole different sort of clarity to the pleasure as his fingers had speared and severed her hymn. Maybe later on she might learn a bit more control over her vocal expressions, but that would take time…and she was more than willing to dedicate herself to it. That groaning against her core from Ace hadn’t helped matter either, his own vocal expressions were such sweet pleasure to her ears she was growing addicted to the sound. In those moments during and on the slow decent from pleasure had made her hyper aware of every sensation against her skin. The weave of the couch against her ass, the air currents as they shifted and danced about the room which was growing cooler with the fire going out. The feel of Ace’s stubble against her ultra-sensitive flesh mixed with the satin like texture of his skin… His hands on her legs, the slight guidance to part them followed through dreamily as she parted them for him without hesitation. When she slid her eyes open, dreamy and languid, she could see the barest outline of the things around them, lit up vividly with the strokes of lightning that rent the sky and earth in flashed of blinding white. She could see him standing in flashes, like cut scenes from a movie, drawing away from her. She couldn’t really even manage a complaint about him leaving her, she was simply far too deep down that rabbit hole to manage even a squeak. When she had found her voice to post that question to him, his reply made her smile up at him. In good time, hmm? She might let you get that far depending on how much more gasoline you poured onto the flames you had already lit inside her. He had made her a raging inferno before giving her that heart stopping orgasm, not killing the fire but rather banking it, controlling it, turning into a sweet and gentle thing that pulsed with every beat of her heart. If he had wanted to brand her, he had done it, she would forever measure up every experience in her life from this day forward. He would forever be the sun by which she judged everything else the light which would be compared to. She sighed so sweetly for him, those kisses becoming so precious to her. It might take her a moment or two when she would feel the wetness on her skin but not feel the heat of his tongue… She knew a moment of embarrassment, just a shade as the reality of what had happened had sunk in on her. She had completely creamed his face, bathed it in her own lust. Some people loved it, others thought it was odd, but she wouldn’t know which side of the spectrum he resided until he spoke. Her fingers would rise, to lovingly stroke the back of his hand as it rested above her heart. Its beat was perfectly even, despite being a shade faster than it normally was after all that had transpired. As to hearing his own, there was too much sound in the back with the storm raging outside, but she could feel it. She could trace each pulse in the veins that rested beneath the skin on the back of his hand, solid and quick, aroused. She could only imagine the will power he was using right now, the amount of energy he had to burn up to be taking things as he was. After all, even four play took a toll on the body, and she could tell from his heart beat and the bulge in his pants that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. Yet somehow he was holding back, ensuring each moment, each pleasure soaked iota of time was dedicated to her pleasure… What a selfless lover she couldn’t help but think to herself, and wonder how he would react if he knew she fully planned on returning the favor in spades? She arched into his kisses gently, giving him all the access he could want to her bare, pearlescent skin. When those lips had danced up her neck, she turned her head to the side, giving him all that lovely swan like space for his lips and teeth. Those little nips and nibbles doing well to stir her once more, shocking her with the fact that she was still quite eager and willing for more, despite the dreamy fatigue she felt all over her body like a warm, soft blanket. She felt those sweet little kisses trace up her jaw till they were nearly lip to lip. She felt a sudden thrill shoot through her pleasure soaked system, her heart beating all the harder in her chest as she waited with breath held. She wanted to close that distance, oh God in heaven she did… It was painful not to, to hold back and not take his lips beneath her own. Still, she knew it was a choice he would have to make, to claim her as his own because that was what would happen when their lips met. When he pressed his lips against her cheek she let the air out, but that delicious sort of tension still remained, causing her to shiver beneath him just a touch. She could hear those whispered words trickle along her ears, a soft sigh sounding in pleasure from hearing that voice of his. She met that brush of his nose with one of her own, a slight movement of her head to gently flick the tip if his nose with her own, a kiss without lips. She shivered again when he talked about wanting more and not being bashful about it, lord jesus, she would be dead before this night was out, surely? But what an amazing way to exit this world, she couldn’t think or even dream of a better way to go. When he pressed those fingers to her lips, it was her turn to turn about and surprise him, parting her lips quickly to take those fingers in her mouth and suck on them greedily, her tongue laving at those digits as she tasted her own fruit like mixture, rich and forbidden as the figs of Eden. She had a kinky side to her, and depending on how the night went, he would surely find out just how naughty she could get. She released those fingers to trail down her form as she replied to him.*

(00:44:06 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: .*”I can’t wait to know how you taste Ace… I can imagine you’re going to be as potent as Absynth… You’ll forgive me if I get utterly drunk off of you, I’m sure…”*That little chuckle wasn’t missed and it only caused her to smile. When he told her to hold on, you bet your sweet ass her legs would lock around those narrow hips and lock behind his back with her ankles crossed behind his back. Her arms went around his neck as she burrowed close into his neck, her hair falling to caress his arms and chest as she pressed the sweetest, softest little kisses along the shell of his ear before grazing her teeth over the outer shell before nibbling at it, moving down to take that lobe between her lips and suckle on it teasingly, nipping at the flesh there as her breathing gently whispered over that flesh. The music had indeed stopped but the sound of pain hitting the roof with the soft crackling of static and the wood in the fire falling to ash was a lullaby in it’s own right, the curtain fall before opening up a new scene of their life’s play together. She hadn’t been paying attention to which door he had chosen, she was far too interested in teasing the flesh there at his neck and ear, unable to resist leaving him a love bite there at the base of his neck. She was lost there, sipping at his skin like a drunk at the rum bottle when that smell would hit her like a comet coming to earth. It rocked her, knowing that rather than take her to her own room, to love her there, he had chosen to take her into his own space, his domain… It meant a lot more than people might realize, but she could feel the weight of that choice upon her… and it made her happier than she could explain. He had chosen to bring her here… and it made her heart sing. She felt the blankets beneath her back and ass, the sensations of his hands sliding along her sides as he released her there, warm and safe in his bed. She reached up, not willing to loose contact with him, her fingers finding his hand to hold it, gripping his pinky finger with her own, a delicate link. His words though, she could her the humor there as she couldn’t help the soft, sweet laugh that passed her lips. It was a beautiful thing to have laughter in the bedroom, a soft expression of enjoyment, of a lightness of heart that meant the two there were more than just aroused, but happy in the moment.*”Mmmm, I have to say, if I am going to leave this world I can’t think of a better way to go… But I think… The more important question would be is if you can handle me?… It’s all good and fine to play the music of the dance, but when you are on the floor, it’s a whole different world, isn’t it? It will be quite different My Ace, when I can finally touch you and love you with my body… You won’t just be giving, but receiving as well… Do you think you’ll survive me?”*She sighed, relishing the feel of his body above hers… Was there anything half as sweet as that? The heat there made her melt, the weight causing her to mold to him willingly, gladly, wantonly as she wrapped her arms about his neck, her fingers teasing at the hairline there before making slow, sweet circles down his neck, massaging and stroking before gripping his shoulders. That hand behind her knee caused her leg to draw up, following his lead with absolute pleasure. When he began that rocking though it was a whole different level as a shocked cry of pleasure passed her lips as she arched up into him, meeting his thrusts with little cries of joy, those sweet little kitten like whimpers. Her head fell to the side at his gentle insistence, her nails lightly running up and down his back and shoulders, part caress, part feral. She was losing herself in the moment all over again, Ace was her white rabbit drawing her deeper and deeper down that rabbit hole till she would find wonderland. Before they got there though she heard that insistent, grating rapping at the door. Holy God, did they REALLY just open the door? If Ace was mad, she was down right feral as she ground out a curse at the red head beauty from earlier.*Dia Damn sé ar! Téigh chuig an Ifreann tú ceann diabhal dearg!!*She was growling there, but she had kept her voice low, only Ace would be able to hear it before the redhead started running on about why she had interrupted. Trinity wanted nothing more in the world than to go into a petulant temper tantrum and kick her heels at the bedding and cry. They had been so close, the moment so erotic and pleasurable, only to be shattered by that girl. Bless Ace though, he could think where as she was simply a VERY pissed off female. She could feel the blanket being drawn over her as his heat was slowly separated from her body. She rolled over to her side, wrapping herself in the comforter as she watched him mouth an apology. If anything, she felt sorry for him having to go out in that storm! The girl was already dead, there was no way a human could survive a bolt of lightning, that was 20,000 jewels of electricity shooting through a fragile water based system. As soon as Ace left the room, she shot out of bed and out of the room, searching and finding one of their shirts and throwing it on over her frame, quickly buttoning up the front as best as she could but knowing it would look messy. She stepped out to the door, opening it against the storm that hit her with the fierceness of a slap. She was absolutely terrified… She HATED storms like this and the reality of it all hit her once again when she was out of the safety of Ace’s arms. She would stand there though, her fingers gripping the wood fiercely as she tried to make his shape out in the blur of rain and white flashes of the skies anger.*

..Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he knew full well she was angry.. she was frustrated.. she was flustered.. he didn’t want to leave her there.. he certainly did not want to pull away from her.. of all the times something like this had to occur.. why did it have to be now?.. could it have waited.. say an hour maybe two at the most?.. So close.. yet so far.. he was also struggling with his inner monologue.. his anger at having to leave was fueling his guilt.. he knew Alice.. he knew her quite well.. and he should have been more than willing to go to her aid should she require it no matter the circumstances.. all kidding aside.. those girls did take care of him when he first moved there.. more so than they had to .. he made sure she was well covered with that quilt before he skipped out of that room with quite a haste.. the door swung wildly as the wind caught it.. he ducked out onto the street.. Ginger remained there on the door step not about to step out in the weather.. though it was clear she was concerned and quite worried.. shifting her weight there upon her bare feet as she pulled that tiny robe about her small frame tighter.. it was a bit of a distance.. but he seemed to close it pretty quickly.. the puddles splashed murky water up his legs.. soaking through his boots.. chilling him to the bone.. any heated sexual thoughts he had had.. were long gone.. replaced with concern and that feeling of responsibility.. he had to help.. that’s all there was to it.. another large clap of thunder shook the buildings.. another crack of lightning colliding with a tree just across the road.. lighting it up quickly as if it were doused with fuel.. its branches started cracking.. falling.. his speed was fast enough that he would have been unable to stop.. but he was indeed agile enough to be able to slide beneath it.. scratching all the way up the side of his frame as his skin caught a few of the sharp ends of stone.. he groaned.. reaching to grasp his side before he’d pull himself to his feet.. reaching to slick back his hair as it continued to threaten his line of sight.. falling to settle upon his forehead.. he reached the field and leapt over the wooden fencing.. dropping to his knees beside the motionless Alice..his brows furrowed as he looked over her.. she’d been struck on the shoulder.. frantically he looked over the rest of her.. knowing full well if there was an entrance there had to be an exit.. and just where that was would soon tell him wether or not anything was repairable.. locating it soon after there upon her palm.. the skin burnt as if left over a flame for a little to long.. - .. Fuck , Alice really.. .. he exhaled.. - .. I told you to stay upstairs.. why wont you girls Ever listen.. .. he slid his hand above her.. his fingers along her arm.. trailing the shock.. the electrical currents journey.. if it had skirted her organs she would be useful.. if not.. well.. she’d be little more than a husk and his god wouldn’t be impressed .. he pulled open her robes tie.. she was as was fairly usual for those girls.. near to completely bare beneath.. but if he were to be completely honest with himself.. at that very moment.. he felt nothing for the sight before him.. and if he were to think on it.. future wise.. he wasn’t sure if he would again.. Had Trinity spoiled him in that regard? Or had something else happened inside .. his fingers soon circled her heart.. it was flat.. lifeless.. but.. luckily enough it remained undamaged.. a gaudy metal ring on her finger was the only thing that saved her.. he exhaled.. his head slumped forward..a promise would have to be made.. for every one he was able to save.. two would have to take it’s place.. two not so willing brides would replace this one female specimen..and he didn’t really have the time to mull on that decision.. to weigh out the pros and cons to such an agreement.. if he didn’t act with haste.. the deal would be off the table and she’d perish..

(01:54:17 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .... he knew she was the main money maker of that small group of girls.. she was the one that did the cooking.. she was the one that made sure they were all well cared for.. if she was not around those girls would end up under the thumb of some useless fucker in the village that couldn’t have cared worth a damn.. he sunk back to sit .. his ass feeling the heels of his boots as his hands rested on his thighs.. the biggest problem was.. those two not so willing brides.. would not be of his choosing.. he wouldn’t know who..or when they would be requested.. or at what cost.. he knew one of them was Sydel.. he knew that deal.. he knew a lot depended on her being brought back under the religion since she had fallen into enemy territory.. but the other.. could be anyone.. he gritted his teeth down and nodded..deciding it would be done.. it had to be.. plus he was chilled to the bone.. his body was shuddering..and his mind was so heavy from it’s earlier abuse..he leant back over her ..his palm finding its place back above her heart.. his lids tumbled closed.. and as would be expected .. well to him at least another strike of lightning would crack.. lighting up the sky.. its direction however was him.. it struck his hand there.. sparks flew out.. to any that were indeed looking in that direction it would have appeared that the pair of them were struck by a random weather event.. and neither of them could have possibly survived that.. his fingers curled inward.. fiercly. His nails digging into her sunkissed skin.. he groaned.. gritting his teeth as the energy ripped through him.. his palm.. his body acting as an old world Defibrillator .. her body jumped a little.. the lightning strike dissipated as it would have normally.. sending the pair back into darkness.. at first he felt little more than a gentle sizzling.. all the tiny hairs on her body were singed.. before that delicate rhythm would return.. her heart was beating.. he sunk back once more upon his knees and exhaled.. long.. deep.. as if he had just ran a marathon.. dragging himself to his feet.. he’d pick her up.. her legs over one arm.. her head resting back upon his shoulder.. he’d turn.. stumbling a little before he’d making it back over the fence and on his way back toward the house.. now all the while this was going on Ginger and then Mae who joined soon after.. would have been having a few quiet words with Trinity.. or more so At her.. since they weren’t really caring if the ‘new girl’ responded.. chatterings along the lines of how embarrassingly loud she was.. that no wonder he took her into the bedroom.. anything to keep her quiet.. that why hadn’t he fucked her already.. they weren’t going to get any sleep if it continued much longer.. they wondered.. vocally just how long ‘this one would last’.. giving her maybe a few days.. jealousy could cut someone deeply if they let it.. a short while after he had left the field his silhouette would come into view.. or.. more so their joined silhoettes.. his head hung a little low.. trying to keep the pouring rain away from his eyes.. before he moved up the steps.. - .. Ladies get back up stairs.. really.. go.. Go.. .. he’d call out to those two.. his gaze glancing toward Trinity for a moment.. his brows furrowing.. he looked for all intents and purposes utterly spent... just give me a moment.. Ill be right down.. .. he whispered. his muscles strained as he moved into the house.. his soaked through boots.. and Alices wet little frame left a trail of tiny puddles as he lifted her up those stairs.. disappearing out of sight.. she would be layed down one of the couches up there.. a blanket.. or two.. instructions on keeping that fire lit.. before he would go to leave.. of course as he reached the door to their section of the house they would.. rather vocally.. more than loud enough for her to hear naturally.. offer thanks in matter of personal favours.. for saving their sister.. he laughed it off.. making sure they were told it wasn’t necessary.. not at all.. before he’d make his way back down.. coming to stand there at the base of the stairs.. - .. someone clearly thought I needed another shower..perhaps things were getting a little.. too dirty.. .. mild humour.. it was the best he could do under the circumstances.. his shoulders slumped- .. I’m sorry Trinity..


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She could understand how Ace felt there, wanting to save his friend even at the cost of his own wellbeing. She had done something very similar when she had taken him up to her room and removed the poisons that were making him so ill. She had never told him the risk of the adverse reaction it could have had on her body, instead only wanting to make sure he was ok. The sad truth of the matter was that this nano technology she housed in her frame was meant for the sole purpose of maintaining her body, repairing the damage that might come from lovers were who a little…overzealous. She had never once used it on another person, but she had gambled on it, running the risk of her body actually beginning to eat itself alive as the nanobots would think she was a parasitic virus. It wouldn’t have been a pretty thing to see, and it would have been excruciatingly painful to die like that, eaten alive from the inside out by robots no bigger than a single cell organism. She had one the gamble though, and learned a few things besides about Ace in that little game of cards she had played with her own life. Worth it, at least to her, but if Ace knew… She probably would have gotten a tongue lashing of a lifetime if he knew… But that was a great thing about secrets… If she didn’t share them, they hurt no one. Let the world thing she was what she appeared to be she was fine with that. The truth of the matter was that she was something else entirely. Ace had his sides, so did she, sides that she would forever and always keep hidden from him… That was part of the cost, she supposed, for spending time with someone that gave her a reason to keep that heart beating in her chest. She had been driven from her world of certain death into this one, this rainbow colored jewel she had glimpsed as she fell from the sky for what seemed like an eternity before being swallowed up by the ocean. It was funny that her first day in this new world, had been only slightly different than her regular days of old. She had no family here, no one to protect her and since she had been fished out from the ocean, like all good plunder and booty, she had been traded for profit. Only a few hours had seen her a slave, locked up in a pen waiting for her turn at the auction block to be bought and sold so much like before. She had seen little hope of change in her life, just the same repetitive movements, the same steady tempo that was monotone. She had been freed though, escaping from her cell without a stich on to save her life as she had ran like the devil was at her heels. She had spent days in the forest here, freezing cold and miserable, but free. When she decided she wanted to DO something with her life was when she had slipped out of those woods onto a vast estate where she had stolen pants and a shirt so big on her that it was far too laughable. Still, she wasn’t naked and it allowed her to get into town and find a job. It was then that she had started her life at the Nightingale, and she had thought she got off scott free… Except for the fact that the clothes she had filched belonged to an Earl with a specific style of fashion. She had gotten busted, but rather than put her back in those slave docks, the man had simply asked for his clothes back, perfectly civil about it. Apparently it was the wedding ensemble he had worn when he got married, and was rather sentimental to him. She had been loaned a dress then, and returned the clothes to that man and never saw him again. Her first night on stage had caught Ace’s attention then, and started that sweet dance between them. She had never had a chance to be happy before… Never knew what it was like to have feelings, to express emotions or free thought like she had been given with him… For the first time she had been allowed to be herself, to be alive… To Feel… For that, she had liked him…but for the way he made her body sing… She couldn’t…No, that’s not right… She wouldn’t go there… That was something she was not allowed to have, that was not something she would ever get, an impossible dream that was so far out of her reach even Zeus himself could not reach it for her all the way up there on the fabled Olympus. She might be silly, a little unaccustomed to this world, a bit too open for her own sake… But she was no fool. Even she knew when a dream was impossible, even without anyone telling her so. She had been standing there, feeling the wind ripping at her, chilling her far too quickly, but there she had stood, waiting, watching, praying he was going to be ok… When she saw that bolt hit in the direction she had seen Ace run, her hand covered her mouth, stifling the cry of fear. She almost went out into that storm them, to find him, save him if she had to, she didn’t care! Ah…but then those voices… She wondered why people even called them tongues when they could cut worse than any blade and be more poisonous than the dart frogs in the Amazon? Oh, she had heard every, single, word. She had felt that little glow inside her shrink up, to crumple smaller, and smaller, and smaller, till it was nothing more than a hard, black little thing hardly worth looking upon. She could have been used by a hundred owners, mentally manipulated and stripped of everything precious, bound into the worst virus mankind had ever devised…and none of it could have hurt as much as that did. She felt her knees go weak as her heart felt like it was bring crushed by some gigantic fist, her fingers gripping that frame hard enough to splinter off pieces of that wood, but it didn’t save her. Her knees gave way as she landed with a solid thump on the floor, her knees taking a solid rapping, tearing the skin there on that hard metal slab that kept the wind out under the door… She couldn’t feel it… How much longer would SHE last… Wasn’t that the cruelty of it all? She hadn’t wanted to think she might be nothing more than a passing interest, just a toy to play with until the child grew bored and tossed her over for some new trinket…

(02:50:50 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: … It had happened to her plenty of times in her life, but it didn’t make the pain any less. She had just thought that Ace might be different… A foolish thought surely… Why would he want this little robot with the broken gears that still struggled to work despite it? A little porcelain doll that dances upon the glass lake of a child’s jewelry box with no music and broken hinges… She had not been looking to see him come back, too lost in that darkness that no longer held anything worthwhile or pleasant…no soft, sweet emotions to cocoon her against the pain. She had heard his voice then, but it sounded so far away… why was it so far away? She was hurting, oh yes, but nothing was wrong with her senses…or were there? She could barely hear that timbered voice of his that made her heart skip a bit, but she could hear the girls calls to Ace as if they were yelling in her ears with air horns. She reached up to cover her ears then, tears breaking free from her lashes as she struggled to get rid of the static in her head. This was no regular white noise, this was…terrifying…. Her nanobots usually sprang into action whenever she thought something was going wrong, but they were still, silent inside her… Non-responsive. She was beginning to panic then, something was wrong… What was that voice in her head?! She gripped her ears tighter, curling up into a smaller, and smaller, and smaller ball there, doubled over as she began to whimper. She felt Ace near her then, she couldn’t say why, but she could simply sense his presence… She looked up at him, her tear streaked face sheet white in the pale light cast by each stroke of lightning. If he were close enough to catch it, he could see the pain in her eyes, the fear, the panic…and something else… She was not her usual self at all… She was locked into her own head and couldn’t respond, could barely move… It felt like something…someone else was seeping over her skin like a latex glove… It weighed her down like tar, made it hurt to breath, to move… She would reach out to him, a hand dropping from ears she had bloodied with her nails, trying to remove the taunting voices in her head of those girls that were loud enough to make her feel like her brain was going to explode while that other sound pressed her deeper still into that void. Her fingers would find and grasp his pant leg, her fingers holding that bit of wet cotton as tightly as she could, but with no more strength than a newborn kitten. That darkness spread, clouding her vision, a sea of red unfolding before her eyes like the tide coming in to swallow her whole. Her voice was barely a whisper, a plea shocked with soul jarring fear, cracking with it.*”Ace....I’m scared….”*The pressure was all too much on her system, without the mechanical side of it working, she was just a very fragile, petit woman, delicate and easily broken…She felt the head on her cheeks, unaware that there was blood in them, tinting them a soft red as they spilled down her cheeks. Those once vivid, bright jade green eyes began to dull, to fade, the light going out of them as they became a flat, watered out green like a fish tank with too much algae. She was crying now, broken, whispered sobs she had hidden for too many years spilling forth. She was shaking her head, those long curled locks shivering at the motion, her hands moving to cup her ears once more, sob after broken sob.*I’m not worthless…. I’m not worthless….”

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he had left her downstairs for that short period of time as he dealt with Alice.. making sure she was well comfortable and would be looked after.. managing to pry the claws from those girls off his skin..sure he wasn’t about to deny those women upstairs were pretty hot.. and he knew all of them.. very.. very well.. but.. really.. no.. no.. he pulled their door closed and quickly made his way back down.. gripping the final railing when his foot went to slip on one of those puddles ..he groaned.. twisting a little then as he glanced at the grazing that had spread almost the entire length of his torso.. those damn cobbles certainly did a number on him when he hit the deck.. his hands rose.. sliding back through his soaked hair.. it sat slick back then.. before he’d wipe his hands down over his cheeks.. trying to remove that thin film of rain water.. he’d glance to her.. just for a moment before he would move toward the hearth.. crouching down to gather up a few more logs.. some sticks.. a little kindling.. placing them all back within that alcove.. - .. She will be alright.. or.. well.. she should be.. .. he spoke quietly..shifting those hot ashes around with the iron poker.. till it would slowly start to reignite.. his body needed heat.. and it needed it soon or he was sure he’d suffer hypothermia .. he felt another shudder rip through him.. causing his muscles to twitch and strain .. moving to stand.. his hand reached around to press into his lower back.. he’d turn properly then.. looking toward her.. though that wasn’t so simple.. it was still quite dark in that room.. still only in the middle of the night.. he stepped across.. - .. Trinity?.... he questioned.. curious as to why she hadn’t said anything to him since he entered the room.. was she upset with him for leaving suddenly?.. he exhaled.. drawing the lid down upon the gramophone .. the oil lantern finding its place back atop.. a twist of its metallic dial would have the room flooded with a soft yellow hue.. he’d glance back over his shoulder.. from this position her back was to him.. he’d simply see her with her hands over her ears.. his brow would rise- .. Trinity?.... he’d ask once more.. moving up behind her.. crouching then to be more at her level as she was seated there upon the floor.. it had indeed struck him as odd that she was down there.. but were it possible she found it more comfortable there ? he had on occasion simply sat on the floor.... his hands rising to fall upon hers there nearer her ears.. an effort then made to pry them away.. feeling though the resistance.. and then the liquid.. the wet.. sticky substance.. he’d glance down to his fingers.. each one stained with blood.. his brows would furrow.. he’d spin her then.. forcing her to face him..- .. What’s going on?!.... he asked with such urgency.. clearly he was growing further worried as to what was happening.. just what was going on.. his grey gaze lifted.. seeking out those emerald orbs.. seeing something was wrong.. the pain.. the anguish.. all there .. teardrops trickling down her cheeks.. - .. What in gods name has happened?.. .. a frown creased his youthful features.. he reached for her.. his cold damp fingers cradling her cheeks.. he felt her grip upon that sopping wet fabric.. she was grabbing.. reaching for him as if her life depended on it.. this event as a whole was confusing him greatly.. something must have happened while he was away.. just what had he missed? He had a ill feeling that he shouldn’t have left her.. what a quandary really.. what a position to be in..he slid an arm around her and picked her up.. his strength was waning a little what with his earlier exertions .. with her and then with Alice.. two completely different acts.. but both terribly taxing upon him.. he cradled her in close to him.. - .. Scared?.. talk to me please Trinity?.. whats happened?.. What’s going on..

(04:20:15 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: .. .. he shifted across the room.. he himself sinking down to sit upon the couch.. he wanted to remain standing he really did but his legs just wouldn’t sustain it.. so he held her there upon his lap.. he watched as those tears slowly stained her perfectly pale cheeks.. her eyes began to cloud.. to become that horrible murky green.. - .. Fuck.. .. it would be then that it would strike him.. like a ten tonne pile of bricks… his chest suddenly felt hollow..his heart seized.. his body stiffened.. - .. No!.. For Gods Sake No!.. .. he groaned.. his shoulders sunk.. - .. You are not worthless.. Don’t ever.. Ever think that.. Ever Trinity.. .lifting his chin a little to press his cold shivering lips to her forehead.. - .. Ever.. I am dead serious.. just.. .. he sighed.. his head was beginning to ache.. his body was spent and his mind was not far behind it.. he needed to rest he really really did.. but there was no way he was going to allow this to happen .. Not now.. not ever.. .. just.. hold on.. Don’t fall asleep.. keep awake for me.. Keep up for me.. find something to focus on in the room.. and focus.. .. he slowly slid her down off his lap.. and he’d move to stand.. his hands rising to rake back through his hair.. he was angry, upset, frustrated, flustered, concerned, worried, agitated.. growing further furious as each moment passed..he managed to knock a few of the smaller vases off the mantle.. they’d simply topple to the floor.. smashing into a million pieces.. his gaze would shoot upward.. anyone looking in his direction would see someone looking at the ceiling.. certainly an odd little action- ..Don’t you dare.. DON’T.. .. he called out.. that pitchy tone taking on a darker.. deeper grated tone.. one that would pierce through peoples nerves.. .. Don’t!.. Just let her go.. Let her go.. off all the god be damned people you had to choose.. You can have Anyone.. ANYONE but not her.. Ill get you anyone.. I’ll have Sydel within the week.. Quinn.. Anyone.. For fucks Sake.. ANYONE but her.. .. that grey colouring in his eyes faded.. dissolving into the white and his physical form just crumpled.. falling to his knees.. his head slumping forward.. he had for all intents and purposes been dragged back by those dark guard.. to have a chit chat with his Master.. she would only follow IF she fell asleep.. if she passed out.. only then would his god be granted that body of hers.. if she did follow.. she’d come across a wide circular room.. figures floating about.. long dark robes.. faceless bodies.. books upon books upon books.. and the screaming.. blood curdling torturous screaming… though it wasn’t him.. its location would never be able to be pinpointed.. he was standing before a trio of faceless men.. his fists bashing down upon the wooden surface.. sure he would never have as much pull as say.. Nautilous.. but he did have some.. he’d done his job up until now.. and he did manage to deliver Sydel back in the day on a sweet silver platter.. so that gave him a few brownie points.. but now.. he had made a deal with the devil.. and that same devil was coming calling.. perhaps.. just perhaps he would have to seek out this Nautilous character.. if things didn’t work out.. if things didn’t go his way.. maybe he could help.. god he was at this moment willing to try anything.. he’d give his own life to have hers set free.. he knew what she was in for.. and she didn’t need that-


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Words were hollowed out… sounds were nearly gone to her, whispered things at the end of a long dark tunnel she couldn’t pierce. It was like suddenly being struck deaf for no reason, no cause, just a sudden cessation of sound. She didn’t know what was happening to her, she only knew that she was a small little light being swallowed up by that darkness that was swimming around her. She had thought that perhaps, at first, it was her own feelings hitting her with the brutality of a sledge hammer at hearing those girls words about her, that she was simply in pain from it… But that blackness hadn’t stayed at the edges of her mind, a dark velvety substance that hung there like thick curtains to block out any happy feelings. This stuff had come forward, liquid and thick like heated tar. It was the moment it touched her feet that her world shifted, the sky hidden behind flames so dark they absorbed any and all brightness. She was lost in a world that was black and vast, formless yet with substance and reality. She wanted to run, to flee, to escape that darkness that pooled over her feat, burning her, creeping up her legs like a flood. It was persistent, this blackness, it moved in a way no substance should, burring her, slowly consuming her with that acid fire… It was all in her mind though, along with other dark, terrible, painful things…. She couldn’t make sense of it at all, it was so outside of anything she had ever felt or known of that it was making her panic badly. Her heart was beating out of rhythm, her breaths quick and shallow as she felt the blackness rising within her. If she wasn’t careful she could give herself a heart attack but she was panicking so very badly, in terrible fear of drowning, succumbing to that darkness inside her that was growing stronger and stronger. The voices in her head had changed, that odd static had changed into a voice that made her want to scream in fear… It was like millions of voices at once, all enraged, mad, a feral growl from thousands of throats. No matter how hard she pressed on her ears, it didn’t go away, it only got louder, telling her over and over and over that she was useless. A flesh puppet, nothing more than a toy… No one would want her ever, she didn’t deserve to exist as she was now… She just kept shrinking into herself, trying to hide away from it all, her small frame already as compact as it could possibly go, and yet still she tried to make it even smaller. She could just…oh just barely hear Ace… Hear him calling her name… Deep inside she struggled to reach him, her body coated in that black bloody fluid up to her waist, her arms reaching out above her head… But she wasn’t free, she was trapped in her own mind, locked away like a neat little treasure in a chest on some long forgotten beach with the tide coming it. It took so much inside her to reach out and grab him, to try and reach for him, her whole body screaming for salvation. Her grip was firm on those ears in a desperate attempt to lock out the sound but it would do no good, after all, it was deeper than in her mind, that voice was screaming from inside her soul as it sought to consume her and she was growing so very, very tired already, fighting it off with no weapons or knowledge to do so. She was so silent….so terribly silent for long moments, as if she had not heard him, her eyes wide with fear, the pupils completely contracted to mere pinpoints of black that stared at something only she could see. Every now and then the voice was softer in her head and she was granted just snippets of the voice from the real world as she struggled to pull herself out of that tarmac. What was happening?.... She didn’t know… She could barely grate out a whisper so soft it would be easily missed.*”He…calls…. “*That was what it was too, an insistent, persistent calling of her, like someone sinking hooks into her skin and pulling her down with each utterance of that terrifying voice. She was resisting it, oh God in heaven she was fighting it as hard as she could…

(05:39:46 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She could hear something in Aces’ voice, just outside of her realm of understand just what it was… Was there fear there?... What was that note in his voice… She clung to it, grasping it as hard as she could with all she had in her, using it as a tether… Her heart was skipping, stuttering in her chest, that usually strong, perfect beat misfiring there, making her fear all the sharper. She was about to have a panic attack when she felt the ground rise beneath her… She forced her head to move, turning to look at him with those pitifully dull, watered down eyes.*”Ace…”*She wanted to hold him close to her, to cling to him… To be safe in his arms…she knew he would keep her safe… He had been her Knight once already, whisking her away from that little room to here… He would save her from whatever this was, right? He had to… There was nothing he couldn’t do… he was Ace… and Ace was almost like a god in her eyes… More than a bit rose tinted with hero worship… After all, what woman doesn’t dream about a knight in shining armor who comes in and slays the dragon whisking her off to forever after in a happy dreamland. She felt his lips against her skin… Why was he so cold?... Why wasn’t he warm like he always was?... She was clawing frantically out of that mire, god it was up to her chest now, she didn’t have long before it buried her in that darkness and consumed her whole and she was beyond terrified of what would happen if it went there. She forced that hand of her up, to rest it softly on his cheek, her movements so slow it was as if she were moving through quicksand. Her voice was silent, but something had whispered across her lips as she looked up at him. She was trying so hard…she was so tired… But she would fight for as long as she could, till she had nothing left in her. She felt him slide her from his lap where she tipped instantly to lay on her side, her head resting against the arm of the couch as she caught glimpses of what he was doing between the flashes of blindness that were coming in and out with rapid increases. It was in one of these moments when she would see him crumble there, a sudden ceasing of life it would seem as he hit the floor. She wanted to scream, as terrifying as her own experience was right now, seeing him fall like that… made it so much worse. She struggled to move, to make her body work…it took all she had, but she managed to move…well, more like fall off that couch, slowly crawling across the floor then, more than half the time blindly, fingers reaching out in that darkness to feel for him. When she found him, she would pull herself to him, pulling herself up with the last dregs of strength. He looked dead to her, she couldn’t tell if he was breathing, if his heart was beating or not… If he had died…. More of those blood stained tears would fall down her cheeks as she moved in… If she was going to die…like that insistent voice in her head claimed, as her body was telling her was happening…then she wanted to know… Wanted to show him, in these last moments… she had fully surrendered to him, open armed and without regret or hesitation. Her final act was to whisper something against his lips before she would press her own to his, her hands laced in with his own unmoving ones. She had tried…was still clinging to staying awake but that blackness was over her mouth, her nose, about to bury her… Her last image was of him, the smell of him in her nose, the feeling of his lips pressed against his…and it was over… not a soft sort of fading that came with death, where the mind slowly shuts down and all the organs begin to fail one by one… Rather…this was a sudden and painful jerking sensation…. The feeling of sinking hard and fast, drowning in the blackness. When she opened her eyes again, she wasn’t anywhere she had been before, nor was she wearing Ace’s shirt anymore… Rather, she was in a deep, bloody red sweet heart dress with beaded straps that fell about her shoulders. Her hair was perfectly straight and a darker shade of blond than what was normal for her. Her feet were bare though, and as she took in the area, she grew even more afraid. She didn’t know what she had done, but it sure looked like she was in hell… Those people in the robes scared her with their faceless silence…. The books were a familiar sight but something…no…everything about this place felt wrong… So very wrong… Then the screaming started and her hands went straight to her ears to try and block it out. There she would remain until something outside of her control made her move, listen, anything. Her voice was a broken whisper, a silent cry…*”Ace”

(05:39:50 )
۞ɲɐʋʇɨʆʚʯȿ۞
.:There Is No Escape Only The Inevitability:.
.:The Forgone Conclusion of Fate:.
.:The Omega Of The Outcome:.
"You Will Die"
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *He had heard there was a new Bride about to arrive, and since he was rather bored and wanted to go visit his...friend... He had decided to pop in for a visit. Nautilous didn't need permission to go down to visit Khorn, hell, he was a virtual honored guest down there, a regular since he had died. Khorn and himself had come to a mutually beneficial arrangement where they both got what they wanted out of it but it didn't cost either of them a damn thing to arrange. When he got there, he simply strolled up behind the new arrival... Well, not exactly 'new', he had seen the man down here from time to time, a good little solider just like the rest of the flock. Nothing really extraordinary about him really, just a human who made a deal with the devil. Closing the distance he could hear the commotion as the man beat his fists on the table. Well now! That was enough to pique his interest as he came up, curious to see what just had this little marcher all in a tiff. He would come up behind Ace and lay a hand on his shoulder, leaning over to look at Ace while also watching the three at the table.*"Hey now, what's got your nuts in a knot?? We're getting a new bride, that's a cause for celebration you know. Be nice to have a fresh piece of ass in this joining who doesn't have tits to her knees. I hear she's a looker though, something about her being very special and a nice little addition."*When Ace told him about it, he would tilt his head, those black locks moving with his head, shifting there to hang around his corner. So... Ace wanted his help huh? Well, this was interesting... No one had a reason to fight Khorn about anything...unless there was something quite important there.*"So... the bride is someone you know huh? Well, that sucks... But why should I help you? It's just a female Ace, and one who has been chosen by Khorn. If I remember, you got more than a few on your string, so what if you loose one? They're replaceable."* He would pause, looking to his left, able to see things that Ace couldn't.. After all, his kind was as much a part of this world as Ace was part of the humans. A soft chuckle would pass his lips before he turned back to Ace with a knowing smile, those black eyes knowing.*"I wonder... Is the one that just arrived...Yours?... Pretty little thing, short but build like venus?... Honey blond with hair to her ass? Speaking of an ass... If she is yours, I can see why you'd fight... She looks delectable! Tell me you saw her naked, because I can't believe an ass like that is real... Though red is really not her color..."*He would shake his head and step back with an almost cruel smile on his lips. If Ace wanted her so badly, he would have to pay for it.... He tapped his chin while watching Ace.*"I MIGHT....offer you my help... convince our dear friend she isn't worth keeping... Perhaps throw in a sweeter bargaining chip... But it's going to cost you... and I don't come cheap... So the question really is... How much do you value our newest addition? What re you willing to do for ME?"

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ۞ɲɐʋ: .. he had no idea as to what was going on back on the surface world.. he wasn’t privy to it while he was within this sectional chamber.. he didn’t have that sort of clearance.. the faceless men before him just seemed to be ignoring him.. muttering amongst themselves in that dark little language.. going over sheets of paper work.. scrawling symbols.. signing rit notices.. contracts.. and the commencement of mercenary work.. he was growing further and further annoyed at all of this.. he did not want to leave her down there on her own.. he did not want to leave her vulnerable.. he knew damn well what was about to happen to her.. just what she was going to be dragged through.. and if she thought her life up until now was hard.. she was in for a world of hurt.. his loose draw string pants had been replaced with tight fitting well tailored slacks.. dark leather boots.. a black form fitting shirt.. unbuttoned via the top two.. and a long overcoat with its collars upturned.. he had grown frustrated enough that he simply swept the paper work from that desk Off that desk.. - .. Are you even listening to me?!.... he snapped.. his voice thicker.. grating the very nerves of any who heard it.. that pitchyness would always be there.. it was his makeup.. but when he was angry it seemed to become coated with a hatred that could only be stemmed from a passion for violence and pure unadulterated outrage.. to be frank he was pissed off.. and he wasn’t taking it very well at all..he didn’t hear another moving to approach.. his mind having been focused squarly upon those irritating three..though the moment he felt a hand upon his shoulder he jerked back.. looking over the curve of his right shoulder..it would take him a moment.. perhaps two before realisation would strike him.. he knew who this figure was.. even if he did look.. a little different…the voice was the same.. the general resonance was the same.. he couldn’t be anyone else.. he exhaled an exasperated breath.. he was getting no where and fast.. the pair did indeed converse about Trinity for that short period.. he pretty much exclaimed that this couldn’t occur.. it wasn’t able to occur.. he didn’t give any real concrete reason.. to be brutally honest he wasn’t even entirely sure himself.. or it was more that he wasn’t able to put it to words.. - .. yes!.. yes.. yes it is someone I know.. .. he snapped… trying to keep himself somewhat relatively calm.. though he was clearly failing at that.. he soon shoved his hands down into his pockets.. - ..It’s not like that man alright?.. It’s.. just.. no.. It can’t be her.. Ill drag anyone else up here.. anyone else he wants.. .. his hands rose and he dragged his fingers back through his hair once more.. scratching against his scalp.. it was clear he was growing further skittish.. - .. I know he wants Sydel.. I know this.. and I didn’t know until .. say.. a few days ago that she was even still alive.. .. his brows furrowed as he began pacing..his fingers flexing and curling.. as if he didn’t know quite what to do with them at this moment- .. It wont be a problem.. I know her well enough to know It WONT be a problem to get her back from The Dark prince.. .. the ground shuddered beneath his feet.. he held his hands up.. knowing full well such a name couldn’t be uttered from where he now stood.. he wouldn’t do it again.. but your next series of words just about floored him completley- ..Oh god.. .. his lids half closed.. his head hung.. she’d fallen.. that’s all he could take from what you had just said- .. she’s here isn’t she.. . he gritted his teeth down.. expelling a breath rather forced through them.. - .. wonderful.. fan fucking wonderful.. .. once more his hands went to his hair.. he’d tear it from the roots if he continued at this rate..he could be an angry little bug when the timing struck him- .. it’s my fault.. this is my own doing.. this is my payment in hell for making deals.. though once more.. your words would make him give pause.. and he’d look.. to you.. directly to you.. his gaze narrowing just a smidge- .. What will it cost?.... his head tilted a little.. curious indeed.. well hell what did he have to lose really?.. right now? There was nothing he wouldn’t do- .. I value her with my life.. and whatever else that I need to attach to it to make this happen.. Tell me.. what do you want from me?.. anything.. .. he gave a shrug of his shoulders.. he was getting to that point where he would give the world if necessary.. and this coming from him was a lot.. afterall he had thrown many women under the bus so to speak..- ..Anything.. anything at all.. name your price.. it’s yours..

۞ɲɐʋʇɨʆʚʯȿ۞
.:There Is No Escape Only The Inevitability:.
.:The Forgone Conclusion of Fate:.
.:The Omega Of The Outcome:.
"You Will Die"
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh Ace might not be privy to it…But he was… We was able to function quite well in both plains when it suited him to do so, really just a matter of parting himself in two which was really nothing for him and his kind. He had seen her fall to the floor and crawl over to what she assumed was Ace’s dead body, heard what she whispered to him before planting a kiss on his lips… And then Da-da and a splash of syrup, she had fallen. He had seen it happen, and it was because of him that she hadn’t been noticed yet. Why?... Because she wasn’t fully here yet… Part of her was still up there, while the other part of her was down here… She would be sick for a while, but it kept her from being totally and completely shafted. Khorn would probably shit a brick but he knew well enough that Khorn had bigger and badder things to worry about. It wouldn’t be hard at all to supplement one bride for another, really, an easy thing enough when one got down to the brass tacks of it. So why was he doing what he was? Why, because he was a twisted little shit, why else? Perpetually bored unless he was with Sydel, he loved to stick his fingers in other peoples pies. Watching Ace get all sorts of bent out of shape was quite the laugh! It was enjoyable to watch the man who was usually all about self control loose his shit over a girl. He knew what it was like, he had to admit of he was being honest about it. He would pat Aces shoulder before dropping his hand, giving the guys behind the counter a look that got their attention. One might ignore the lower ones, but one did not ignore the favorite. They would set up about cleaning everything up while he talked.*”Ease up there tiger, I’m the last person you want to get on the bad side of down here. If it’s not like that…it makes me wonder what it IS like… You know though Khorn doesn’t pick at random…there are certain qualities he looks for in his brides… You’ve been around her, I’m sure you know why he picked her…Or…Perhaps you haven’t realized why yet?”*It would be interesting to see if Ace could catch the why of it…and if he didn’t get it now, he would have far too much fun watching as he tried to figure out just WHY she had been chosen. When Ace mentioned Sydel though, that got his attention… Soooo….YOU were the one who had gotten her in the first place… He could resist asking the question.*”Oooooh…So YOU’RE the one who turned her here… I wonder if anyone made you aware of the fact that Sydel is my wife?”*He would pause to let that little fact sink into Aces brain before he continued.*”But your right… I hate that sick little slitsucker as much as Khorn does… talk about making a good thing like good old fashioned sex into a monster. I don’t know about you, but I happen to REALLY enjoy fucking and that bastard makes it so that it doesn’t even feel GOOD anymore. What kind of a sick thing is that?! I told Khorn when he crushes his throat I got dibs on skullfucking the bastard. Now… I’ll help you with that one for free, no cost because I would hate to loose her to something like that. I’ll even give you all the credit, seems you’re a bit down on your luck today.”*Was he being nice? Actually, yeah. They had a similar goal in mind and he could be quite jovial with people who’s desires and goals lined up with his. He could tell from his reaction though, that he was right. And be damned, you weren’t too cheery about it at the moment either.*”Of course she did, what did you expect? She gave it her all though… She lost it when you hit the floor to be honest, you should have told her what happens when humans visit here. Might have bought her another hour or two. She thought you were dead and didn’t want you go to alone. She’s…surprisingly sweet… Angelic really… What the hell she doin’ with you? Girls like her….they don’t come along too often… No wonder Khorn wants her so bad, breaking her would be something he would enjoy doing, hell, and of us men down here would….”*He would raise his hand a moment, a pause for him to finish.*”You already owe me… She isn’t fully here yet, Just a part of her soul is. Truth of the matter is, when I caught wind of what was going on and saw you down here ready to raise hell, I was too damn interested not to interfere. You’re usually way too slick to get your shit bent over a girl… Quite interesting to watch. But your right, it IS your fault… Your job is to kill, just like mine is. What you did was a good thing, a human thing, but you spared the life of a whore who would stab you in the back for enough gold… We kill Ace, but we can at least choose who we kill. When you save someone, now you can’t pick who dies as the cost. I’m sure the rumors down here went absolutely nuts when I made a deal to Khorn so I could have a child with Sydel… My entire genetic line was destroyed and I was given a daughter. He took all my children to give me one child. You see? NOTHING here is ever balanced. Basically…don’t spare a whore to destroy an angel.”*He turned his hand palm up, causing a little red portal to form there. Within it Ace could see Trinity as she was here, a darker version of herself, covering her ears to try and block out the noise. There was also a picture of her as she was on the surface, holding onto Ace, bloodied tears leaving red trails down Ace’s chest. She had clung to him, her lips still pressed against his.*”This is my price… When she gives you a child, you will give it to me. That firstborn will be mine. You do that, and her soul is free… She won’t remember her time here what so ever, or the events leading up to it. The last thing she’ll remember is you on top of her in that bed. I’ll also throw in a gift for her… A pause to her programing. That part of her that makes her into a very willing puppet won’t work…BUT…That is only for you. Someone else comes up and steals a kiss and that programming of hers will kick in and she’ll follow through with it. All this at the low, low cost of one pink, screaming, squalling little brat. Shall we seal it in blood and get all this cleaned up? All this talk of sweet things makes me want to find my wife and enjoy myself a bit.”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ۞ɲɐʋ: ..Khorn always had an agenda.. he knew this very well.. he was very picky when it came to choosing his brides, they had to have certain attributes, certain skill sets and that was even before they came close to being selected..they had to then survive the drop.. and on top of that the torturous sessions that commenced soon after.. - .. I know.. I know.. .. he exclaimed..- .. I know what he looks for.. I’ve done this god forsaken job for so long now.. .. his hands reached back to rub against the back of his neck..he hated feeling this agitated.. this out of balance.. you were right.. he was usually so calm.. so collected.. and really quite slick.. but the sexual tension, the physical exertion.. the lightning.. the taunting.. the teasing.. it was all starting to take its tole.. making him a touch on the overactive side that and his lack of Opium.. that certainly wouldn’t be helping.. he exhaled long.. deep.. shoving his hands back down intro the pockets of his coat.. he had noticed those three faceless men sitting up and paying attention.. and all you had to do to get that was to look at them.. Oh he was envious of the power you wielded.. - ..yes.... he nodded when you mentioned Sydel- .. I saw potential.. so I grabbed it.. dragged her here.. and everything appeared to be going quite well.. at least for a little while.. till she died.. . he glanced back over his shoulder at the table that was just behind him.. he leant a little.. perching to sit upon its edge.. one leg dangling the other planted firmly upon the ground.. or well whatever it was that was beneath them.. were it possible for someone to choke on their own breath?.. if so it’s what he just did.. right when you mentioned Sydel was Your wife.. again he felt that crushing weight upon his chest- .. uhh.. no.. .. he shook his head- .. I did not know that was your wife.. .. a light mildly amused chuckle would surface.. - .. She’s trouble.. that one.. . he nodded.. unsure if perhaps he was treading a thin line saying so.. some took offence.. others didn’t.. just depended on the mood at the time - .. yet insanely talented..in just about everything she does.. makes sense why he would want her back.. .. he felt you were quite lucky in that one regard.. having that one as a partner.. she had to be turning your life upside down, inside out.. and then top over under.. and that was just with her skills in the bedroom.. so to speak.. trouble with a capital T.. he waved a hand understanding the disdain when it came to speaking about that Dark Prince- ..I’d pay to watch that.. I’m sure you’d find quite a few that would do the same.. filthy little fucker he is.. .. he pulled a rather revolted face then.. sex was sex.. it was an action that could be used for almost all facets of life.. but when that fucker screwed with it.. making it into something else entirely.. an action that could only grow more and more depraved.. well.. he ruined it.. - ..I’m all for a bit of depravity.. but.. really.. that guys got no idea what the fuck he’s doing.. .. he shook his head.. his attention lifted and he fell silent when you began to tell him about what had happened back in the house.. how Trinity had indeed crawled over to him thinking he had passed.. thinking he was dead.. the coment about what was she doing with a guy like him caused him to groan inwardly.. yes.. it made perfect sense.. he knew this very well.. he copped enough ‘friendly’ abuse from the girls upstairs.. he was a player.. he fucked around.. and he enjoyed it.. she was an angel.. honest, pure.. wanting.. maybe that’s what made her that little bit more appealing.. she wasn’t like everyone else in that godforsaken village.. he certainly didn’t have to nail a board to his ass to stop himself from falling in.. he knew that much and he hadn’t even fucked her yet.. she’d managed to squeeze the life out of his fingers..His fingers! the thought alone made him roll his neck a little.. - .. yes.. I know.. .. he nodded.. having calmed considerably.. his voice returning to its usual pitchy notes.. his hand rose to rub at the side of his face.. along his chin.. feeling the stubble there.. - .. Oh they did.. I remember it all to well.. rumours were rife, everywhere.. wondering just what you had to give up to have her birth a child.. see.. I never really put two and two together.. I didn’t know you two were connected.. .. his attention shifted when you brought that little red portal to life.. floating there just above your palm.. he slipped down from his perched spot.. moving across to get a better.. closer look.. - .. I know.. ..he mumbled when he said to never spare a whore to destroy an angel- .. stupid rookie mistake.. I don’t know whats wrong with me.. .. the image was interesting to say the least.. seeing Trinity there.. laying across his all but lifeless frame.. her bloodies tears trailing down across hic scarred chest.. her lips though were locked upon his.. and that made his brows furrow.. he knew what that action was supposed to cause.. the image closed over when you began to mention that price.. his brow rose.. his grey gaze lifting to look up to you there.. you were a touch on the taller side.. though he was far from being short..he went to speak.. though soon thinking better off it.. deciding to wait until you had finished talking.. - .. a child.. ?.... he questioned.. see this could be where he decided to play the game.. to take the gamble.. did you know Trinity couldn’t have kids?.. surely you would have to have yes?.. would he keep that little bit of information to himself? How easy would that be.. to just go on as they were without fear of that deal ever being payed.. however.. this action here didn’t even come close to taking that gamble and look where it got him.. nearly killing her for a stupid mistake he made.. she’d be eaten alive if he lied to you.. or Khorn right now.. plus surely those thoughts of his would be monitored for the most part.. - .. You do realise she can’t have children?.... his brows furrowed.. he went back to rubbing against his forehead.. the remainder of the deal was certainly a sweetner.. being able to kiss her without fear of that infernal programming kicking in.. that was a surprise.. a welcome one also.. -

۞ɲɐʋʇɨʆʚʯȿ۞
.:There Is No Escape Only The Inevitability:.
.:The Forgone Conclusion of Fate:.
.:The Omega Of The Outcome:.
"You Will Die"
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh Trinity had survived more than the drop, the trip here, she had arrived in grand style, even if the dresses color just looked God awful on her. That girl had spunk, spirit, a determined will…and potential. Besides the obvious fact of Khorn wanting here, there was that potential Why… Now, he knew why, that little gift of hers could become an incredible asset to Khorn and their army… Would he tell Ace what it was? Oh not likely! It would be more fun to watch him try to figure it out. He grinned at Ace, a brow raising over those inky black eyes.*”I know, you’ve been great at your job… But you know, and I know… That Trinity doesn’t fit his usual mold at All… I look forward to watching you figure it out.” He could sympathize with Ace honestly, the two of them were similar in a lot of ways that, given the option, they would get along swimmingly. He laughed when he heard the part about her dying, slapping his thigh and shaking his head.*”Is that why you are trying to hunt her down again? I was the one that killed her! I told Khorn he could kiss my ass goodbye if he even TRIED to get his hands on my child. It was either save my little girl from this face and kill her mother, or watch my baby die and become a bride of Khorn. You know what that’s like, now imagine that for a kid… I did what I had to do… Just like what your trying to do now for her. We all got our pressure points Ace, and we protect what we love.”*Another bout of laughter there, both at his reaction and how he described Sydel.*”No worries, we’re not exactly the couple people would take for wedded bliss. As for trouble, you have no IDEA half the shit we’ve gotten into together. I can tell you, we’ve caused more than a few wars and wiped out entire cities together. It’s a great thing really. We’re both fucked up in the head, but together, it works. You just got to find someone else who can accept that fucked up side of you, and when you do, don’t let them go. Happily married for what, 63 years now? Such a ride. If Khorn wants her back, I’ll bring her home.”*He would nod his head in Agreement on that part, his lip curling a bit when they discussed the Dark One. Bloody mess that one. He hated anyone who fucked with the sheer pleasure of sex and warped it into something that literally destroyed any enjoyment from it. When sex wasn’t pleasurable anymore, something was just flat out WRONG.*”Sex is pleasure, it is meant to be enjoyed. Some people are vanilla, others want the whips chains yoyos and circus dwarves. It doesn’t matter what you do in it, so long as your enjoying it. Some people are just too mentally fucked to get that.”*He shrugged his shoulder and reached into his pocket to pull out a cigarette and light it up, taking a drag. Another look at those guys behind the counter had them searching for Trinities paperwork post haste while he continued his little conversation.*”I bet people lost their nut for sure. Sydel and I…we’re both….masters at what we do. What we do best though, is keep everyone guessing. I have no reason to hide our relationship any more, There’s no point. It’s also stupid funny to watch the Brides down here go ape shit because of what we did. After all, I don’t think anything had ever been done like that before, and that is what made it all the more scandalous down here. Worth every minute of it though honestly, wouldn’t change a second of it.”*He watched as Ace leaned into the portal, to look at what was going on.*”Ace, you straight up got bit in the ass. You got too used to whores who sell their lies like a baker does pastries. You’re so used to lying about everything, you even lie to yourself. Trust me, there’s no getting out of it. Sydel tried to kill me years and years ago, we had one hell of a fight she and I before she backed out and ran before she could be killed. I tell you what, I fell in love with her that day. Any woman who could hold her own like that? It’s hard not to fall. I didn’t even know I was in love until years later when we ran into each other again and I realized I didn’t want to be anywhere but near her. It didn’t matter if she tried to kill me or get me into shitloads of trouble or hell, even put a hit on me a time or two. I love her, because of who she is. Of what she is to me. That’s the worst part of it all… When it really happens? There’s no going back. I won’t tell you if you are or not, but you got the signs and symptoms buddy. You can fight it all you want, Khorn knows I tried, but it wins out at the end. With someone like Trinity… I won’t lie, I wouldn’t touch her. Someone like that would burn he alive, she’s too good and I am too far past the point of fucked up to think it would be anything else. Still, it would be hard not to fall for her either… We’re fucked up bastards Ace, but we all need that other person to keep us grounded. I got Sydel… What you should probably ponder is, who is yours?” *He would let you chew on that before you spoke, and that smile shifted, so keen, so sly, so foxy slick. Here was the reason that Khorn adored him, and why Sydel loved him. He was a slick son of a bitch, and no one would ever know where he truly stood.*”Yes, a child… Boy or girl, doesn’t matter. My daughter could use a playmate, and I wouldn’t mind having another one. As to her status… We’ll…. Let me say this…. No one comes to this place and goes back unchanged… Some of us are altered on the outside, such as Sydel and Myself…. Others get altered on the inside… Like you, who house your internal throne inside your body. For all we know, she might have returned just a little more…human, hmm? Or who knows, I might have already tinkered with her internal organs and grew what she was missing? Or perhaps she had had them all along, and it was just her programming that kept them from working? Who knows? You might come out of this a clean winner without having to sacrifice anything… Or you might have to pay me what we agree upon… Do you think you could give up your child to save her, Ace? Or will you abandon her to her fate here and watch every single good, pure, beautiful thing about her destroyed?? Because we both know that’s whats going to happen. Khorn will dissect her and slice her up until she is nothing and put her back the way he wants her. We’ve seen him do it. So… Which will it be?”*He took another drag of that cigarette, exhaling slowly. One of the men had handed him the contract, his fingers gripping that paper lightly as he looked at it. Aaah...Well now, that was interesting.*"Well now, that IS interesting… The name she was born with is Rosamund… Rosamund MacDonald… Born in Ireland. Rose of the world huh…Name suit her. Anyways… Do we have a deal or should I hand this back to them to be filed and her soul claimed?”

(09:03:25 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ۞ɲɐʋ: ..he was more or less being pounded with information.. most of which he didn’t know.. but it certainly helped to fill in a few gaps here and there.. made certain stories seem to make more sense.. you were the one that killed Sydel.. see.. that made sense.. many had tried.. and just as many had failed.. the body count was indeed piling up before everything simply seemed to cease.. with no rhyme or reason.. but when you spoke on the child being put up.. or Sydel.. it made more sense.. he nodded.. the pair of them.. you and him probably would get along like a house on fire.. they had a great deal in common afterall.. near to carbon copies when it came down to personality.. though you would always be one step ahead of him.. just that bit slicker.. just that bit more experienced.. enough that he would naturally look up to you.. quietly..your advice he took to heart.. when finding that one person.. to hold on.. to not let them go.. he was in that state of confusion however.. not entirely sure on just what he was feeling.. or how he was feeling.. or what to do about it.. if anything.. he was a gambling man.. had been his entire life.. so why wouldn’t he take the gamble on her?.. why wouldn’t he allow himself to explore those odd feelings.. he huffed quietly.. his head was hurting from thinking far to much.. If you were going to bring back Sydel.. that was one he didn’t have to worry himself about.. for the moment.. he could focus on Trinity.. and what laid ahead of them.. - .. thanks.. he does.. I’ve had those guys.. . he thumbed across to the hastily working faceless men- .. on my back for two solid weeks about it..there appears to be some sort of urgency for her to return.. but they wont really go into any detail without her being present.... he gave a shrug of his shoulders- .. Maybe if you bring her.. you’l figure it out.. I have no doubt you could get her back here.. a walk in the park for you I’m sure.. . You seem to know more about me man, than I do myself.. .. he leant back against that table.. watching as the paperwork was handed over to him.. his head dipped forward.. you were right.. just how long could he really fight it? Was Trinity his pressure point?.. he did completely lose it when she fell.. that was as clear as the nose on his face.. - .. We all need that anchor huh.. .. he nodded.. he patted down his pockets then as he caught sight of you drawing in from that cigarette.. his opium reed was back in the house.. certainly not in the pockets of this coat.. that itch.. that withdrawal sensation was starting to make him shift his footing a smidgen..once again he didn’t really have time to weigh up those pros and cons.. giving up a child.. for the sake of her freedom..and would she know? How would she take that information?.. would it be something he could just tell her straight out.. especially considering she wouldn’t remember Any of this occurring.. it wouldn’t make any sense.. he’d have to keep it to himself.. the entire time.. right up until the end.. until that child was born and handed over.. lord.. he drew in a breath.. you spoke before about him lying.. this was one big lie to her.. One big slice of deception.. he nodded.. - .. yes.. .. an exhale.. longer.. deeper as the weight that had been piling up on his shoulders seemed to lessen considerably with the decision made- .. We have a deal.. consider that first child.. yours.. his hand would reach out for yours..he knew full well you wanted it sealed with blood.. How you wanted that done was anybodies guess, so he’d simply go in for the shake and await your guidance...the revelation of her real name was interesting to say the least.. Rosamund.. he’d put that to memory.. perhaps even do a little research when he was able.. his heart felt a little heavier than it did before.. the realisation striking him of just what he was getting himself into.. she spoke when they first met on them being paired.. on wanting that love.. that future.. and he wasn’t even sure he could give it.. or offer it.. he didn’t even know if it was something he could even do.. but a child.. this just about floored him completely.. that was a whole nother step- ..

۞ɲɐʋʇɨʆʚʯȿ۞
.:There Is No Escape Only The Inevitability:.
.:The Forgone Conclusion of Fate:.
.:The Omega Of The Outcome:.
"You Will Die"
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh see, that was the thing with him, he could be the most honest, forthright person anyone could ever meet in their life, down right saintly. He could also wear the exact same face and vocal tone and tell you such convincing lies that God himself would have a hard time picking out which was true and which was false. Right now, he wanted something from Ace, and so he was being quite obliging indeed in the passing along of information and filling in those little jigsaw gaps of information for him. Besides, watching someone fall head over ass in love was always worth watching. Like being there when the Cysteine chapel was being painted, seeing it all unfold in front of you in all its glory and color. Love was something he would forever and always being awe of, because it was the one thing that was never predictable. You could never look at two people and know they were going to fall in love at some point in their life. It was one of the only great mysteries left in the world and he relished it each time he got to see it happen. Besides, it was rare he met someone like Ace, and if the guy played both sides of the field, he would definitely give him a go… Sadly, he had the feeling that ace was pretty much purely hetero, which was a pity. At least to him. The two of them would definitely get along, and if anything, probably become fast companions…perhaps even friends. After all, they were perfectly able to scratch each other’s backs as it were. He could delegate some of the smaller chores off on Ace, and he in turn would make sure Ace got the alone time he needed to figure out just what was going on inside that black lacquer spade heart. A very profitable arrangement for both sides without a doubt. When he heard about the urgency for her to return, he could make an educated guess indeed. There weren’t too many reasons outside of the obvious which Ace had already thought about, but he knew of two other reasons why they might be calling her home with such urgency. He looked at them and drew his finger across his throat in a beheading motion. Basically, it was his sign to them that if they fucked with Ace again, they would know who his backer was and what risk they were gambling on for treading on what would now be his territory. Looking back to Ace, he shrugged, taking another drag, smoke passing his lips as he spoke.*”Well, I can tell you they won’t be doing it any more. Here’s the thing, I’ve been looking for a protégé for a while down here, and sadly too many people down here have the intelligence and capability of a toilet seat. Sure, they are great at killing, but so are fish bones. I need someone with a bit more finesse, someone who suits my temperament and style a bit more. If you’re interested, I could grease the way for you, knock you up the ladder a few rungs. I won’t baby sit your ass, but I’ll open some doors for you, give you a chance to really grow down here. I think Khorn is missing out on your potential, what your capable of. With a bit of work I think you’ll go far. As for a walk in the park, not really. Sydel is a lot stronger than people give her credit for and if you want her to do something she isn’t too keen on, you gotta butter her up something good. Try and force her and she’ll turn and bite you like a viper and that bitch got fangs as big as my dick. I think the fact that Khorn and I are on such…amicable terms will probably get her down here a bit easier, even more so when she learns she won’t lose her freedom.”*He laughed when Ace said he knew him better than himself, reaching out to give his shoulder a friendly shake, grinning at him.*”You remind me of myself when I was a bit younger than you are now. Cocksure, smart, cutthroat and utterly ruthless but with a heart. THAT is the thing I like about you Ace… Evil is an easy thing to do and become…But to commit evil and still keep your heart intact, still be capable of loving someone? That takes strength, guts, and no small set of balls. Don’t lose that heart Ace…the moment you do, you’ll just be like everyone else. I’ll be real disappointed then and probably kill you for it… I don’t take disappointment well.”*He was still grinning at him though, enjoying their conversation. He saw him fidit there, knew the signs better than anyone since he saw his dearest friend go through that hell for ten years. A flick of his wrist would have Ace’s opium pipe there in his hand, loaded and ready for him. He would rip someone a new asshole if he didn’t have a cigarette when he wanted one, he could only imagine how bad that opium was. He was immune to the shit though, didn’t do a damn thing for him. He even lit the pipe for him before responding to that agreement.*”Good then! We are of an accord, let it be signed and noted by witnesses here that Ace Koehler has entered into a contract with Primordial Nautilous son of She Who’s Name Must Not Be Spoken and The Neverborn Primordial of Death.”*When Ace offered his hand, Nautilous had to laugh. As if! He used that hand to pull Ace in though and, having bitten his own tongue, mouth filling with blood, pressed a kiss on Ace’s lips, parting them easily to pour that blood into his system. He then bit Ace’s lip to draw that blood and sucked on it greedily, sealing the pact. He would then step away, licking his lips before winking at Ace.*”Sorry, I had to do that… I pitch ANY side of the fence and you’re damn good looking for a human. Not bad tasting either. If you’re ever interested on dabbling on the left side, I’d be more than happy to…introduce you to it.”*That contract in his hand was incinerated by a thought alone, and the part of Trinity that had been here vanished in a pile of ruby colored crystals, her soul returning back up that world where she belonged. He slapped his hands together, wiping off the ashes there.*”Alright, all is as it should be up there… I even did you the favor of putting her back in that bed for you. But do me a favor… move out of that place. I got a place in town I don’t use, Sydel hates having a regular residence so I won’t be there too often. Between you and me, those girls of yours might be pretty but they are about as useful as tits on a nun… They might have done you a solid, but ask Trinity what they said about her… You’ll see what I mean.”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ۞ɲɐʋ: .. he was about to ask him to repeat himself before he thought better of it.. a protégé?.. really?.. well now.. woah.. that was one for the books.. certainly not something he expected.. but he would take it with both hands graciously.. once in a life time opportunity that one.. he nodded, quite chuffed about it.. and it would be obvious by the look on his face.. teeny bit awe struck by it.. - .. thanks man.. I appreciate it.. I do.. I’ll gladly take the help.. and do what I can to help you out in turn.. means a lot.. .. he nodded.. it did.. it meant a real lot to him.. gave him sort of an anchor really.. in that god forsaken place they both were pulled back to sometimes.. as for when you spoke about love.. he drew in a breath.. letting out a somewhat exasperated sigh.. nodding in agreeance- . yeah.. I think I know what you mean.. just hard to pin point.. will see what happens from here.. .. he was of course referring to Trinity..the feelings he had for her were like nothing he had really felt.. like all lust and desire aside.. there was something else.. a little deeper hidden beneath those two.. but since he had never really dug down that far within himself.. he wasn’t really sure what to do with what he was feeling.. his eyes however just about bugged out when he noticed the reed there within his fingers.. just appearing.. oh it spoke to that inner addiction.. like It had sung to his very soul.. he’d offer a nod of thanks when you lit it up for him.. before he’d take it and draw back.. holding it for as long as he could before releasing that smooth white cloud.. Oh that helped in no real small measure.. it caused his mind to fog up a little.. but it put a dampner on that nasty little itch that was growing..he noticed the action.. that finger sliding across your throat as the faceless men seemed to take that little manoeuvre rather seriously.. drawing back in their seats.. nodding profusely before they would rise..their heads bowed for the moment.. puppets just awaiting instruction.. oh how he wanted the power you wielded.. they nodded once more when he called out to them as witnesses.. before they would move to exit.. he felt his hand being taken before he was abrubtly pulled inward.. the gap between the pair closing quickly.. before your lips would be crushed against his own.. now that certainly took him by surprise..and for a singular moment he kind of just stood there a little stunned.. before and just as casually he’d return it.. feeling that heated richly tainted blood collecing on his tongue.. his shoulders rose when your teeth sunk into his lower lip.. piercing into the flesh as that sacred scarlet liquid was exchanged and the kiss came to an end.. he lightly smacked his lips together..blinking a few times.. his free hand rose.. dragging just beneath his lower lip to catch the deep red nectar as it threatened to trickle down his chin..he offered a somewhat awkward chuckle to your comments on pitching both sides of the fence.. and the offer that soon followed it.. his hand rose as he once more slid that thin reed between his lips.. drawing upon it.. a little harder than he would have normally and choking on the smoke as it came out on its own.. he nodded.. - .. Oh.. Ill be sure to .. .. he paused..swallowing down the lump that had formed in his throat- .. let you know.. .. his head tilted then though when you asked of him to move.. that he should ask Trinity just what was said to her.. hi brows furrowed.. curious as to just what had been done.. before he nodded- .. ok.. I will.. .. he drew in a longer breath before releasing it.. - … thanks..again..

[BadInfluence]

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Everything had had happened was a sort of…odd little even for her. Her falling to Khorns realm was completely unknown to her, that terrifying trip into the Chaos realm was completely forgotten. There were parts that she remembered before that though… Like what the girls had said to her, the things that had driven her back into Aces room to curl up under those covers where she now lay. She was hurting on the inside a fair bit, she wouldn’t lie, those words had cut deep down inside her down to the bone. The worst part about it was that they were mostly true, weren’t they? She had been loud of course, loosing herself in the moments there with Ace with a sort of wild abandon. She hadn’t thought she would need to be quiet, hadn’t really thought the walls here were so thin that the girls upstairs would have heard as much as they did. What had made the sting doubly bad was what they had said about Ace taking her to his room for that reason, to shut her up. Good Google that had stung like pouring acid in an open wound. She couldn’t help but wonder if that had been the reason he had taken her in here…Was it because she was being so loud, or was it because of what she had previously thought, that warm, soft little feeling that fluttered in her chest at the idea of why? But perhaps the worst part of all, was their open opinions of how long she would last… That was a very….legitimate question, and one she was forcing herself to look at and think about, despite how ugly and painful it was to do so. She and Ace…they had been honest with each other from day one, perhaps they might have danced about some topics, preferring to give only part of the truth, but they hadn’t lied to each other. She knew Ace was far from pure, knew that he was quite the ladies’ man, and how could she not understand why? He could seduce the habit off of a nun in no time flat, so why wouldn’t a regular woman fall head over heels for him? She was no different really, down to the core of it all she was a woman who wanted what he was offering, desired him with a wantonness that made the tips of her ears burn with lust and a painful self-awareness. She wanted Ace, oh how she wanted him, the way he could light her up like a comet with a single touch and a few whispered words in that voice of his that drove her wild. They had been so close… Oh so close to taking that last step, just thinking about it had her cheeks flushing that pretty peachy pink color. Then that thing had happened to the girl, the one who got struck by lightning… It had destroyed that passionate moment, put quite the bucket of ice on their flames as he left to go help. He was doing the right thing…but it didn’t make her any less, well, angry about it. It had been a beautiful moment and those girls had destroyed it, but to make it worse they had had the gall to talk about her, knowing damn good and well she could hear them. She hadn’t bothered to stick around to hear anything else, choosing to leave before they did further damage. She might miss Ace coming back, but he wouldn’t like seeing her like this either. She had to dig deep to find some sort of calm, some measure of composure to hid just how badly their words had hurt her, or how deep they had gotten. Ace had whisked her away to here, to save her from the cattiness of the girls at work… he would be devastated to find out the same thing was happening here within only a few hours. What would he tell her, when he found out? To ignore them? To forget that they had said anything, or something else along those lines to sooth her feelings? Or God, he could be worse and in his blunt honesty admit they had some points? She couldn’t blame him for saying it, after all, the worst things a person hears are laced with truth. She had heard him come in then, to go open that door, the heavy thud of his footfalls. Despite everything… Damn her… She got up, dragging that comforter with her, wrapped about her shoulders like a massive cloak, shielding her from the world for a moment. She would watch him go upstairs to put the woman in her domain before coming down and telling her that the woman would survive… And then she had a moment of dejavu that made her shake her head a bit. Well…that was odd… In truth, it rather hit her hard, like she was missing something…really important… She sat down on the couch, her brows furrowed as she tried to chase that white rabbit in her head, that idea of something being off but she just couldn’t catch it. That was really, REALLY vexing, to not be able to grasp it when she normally had no problem what so ever recalling facts as if they were written before her on nice little white flashcards. She looked up at him, just then realizing he was soaking wet and had one hell of a chunk of road rash up his chest. She jumped up then, leaving the blanket there as she ran to her room on silent feet, finding that towel he had given her. It was a bit on the damp side but she didn’t know where any other ones were. She gently moved him towards the fire that had somehow been stoked up while she was in the room, handing him stand in front of it as she toweled him down with sweet, delicate strokes, careful not to hurt him. Once she had his skin mostly dry, she moved that towel to his hair where she would rub him down, a pleasant sort of a massage there as she virtually spoiled him in those moments. Her bottom lip was sucked in between her teeth as she focused, her brows furrowed in the most adorable sort of look of dedication to the task at hand. Once she had him dried off, she would offer him the towel, turning around to grab up that blanket and place it gently over his shoulders. Her voice was soft, sweet in that room which was growing warmer by the minute.*”You would get out of those wet pants… I still have the other ones in my room you were going to lend me… Go ahead and um… strip down and wrap up in that towel while I go get them ok?”*Unless he stopped her, she would pad off to her room to get those pants she had talked about. Did she want him still, despite what she had heard, despite the hurt? God yes… Just seeing him half naked did things to her that would scorch paper if she tried to write them down. It had taken an awful lot of strength to resist, but she had. She just…wanted to see him happy*
(19:43:27 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..it had all happened in a short amount of time really.. perhaps in little more than a bat of an eyelid back upon the surface world.. the deal was done.. signed, sealed with a blood pact.. a rather.. interesting blood pact.. and before he knew it he was back within his soaked wet through frame.. standing there within his lounge room.. his balance wavered a touch.. before he’d reach back to grasp the mantle quickly he recalled all to well what he had seen before he had returned.. and it was her upon the floor laying across his lifeless frame.. but no.. not now.. she was curled up upon the couch.. wrapped up.. snuggled in tightly within that oversized quilt.. she looked mighty comfortable.. or she Should have been ..though the look in her eyes told him something else entirely.. she was dealing with pain.. with a bit of anguish.. confliction.. confusion.. he wanted to go to her.. to seek out what was wrong.. what had happened.. he recalled Nautilous telling him to make sure he asked her what was said.. what those girls had said to her.. a breath was drawn before she startled him a little.. getting up so quickly leaving that quilt behind.. the shirt she had somewhat buttoned floated while she disappeared back into her room.. now it was his turn to be confused.. he twisted his frame till he felt that strike of burning pain.. he hissed.. turning to look.. spying his left side.. that gravel rash spanning the length of the side of his torso.. he frowned.. exhaling through his teeth ..she returned soon after with a towel.. so gently patting him down.. removing the trickles.. the droplets of ice cold rain what had left quite a film upon his body.. his lids half closed.. feeling a touch on the heavy side.. a sigh sounded.. again his balance wavered.. he leant back a little to far.. the exertion of the entire night was going to take its toll soon enough.. he wouldn’t be able to deny his body some rest at some point.. he looked to her.. tilting his head.. his right hand reached as she offered him that towel.. though he didn’t go for it.. not right away.. his fingers instead brushed across the gentle colouring upon her cheek.. trailing down the curve of her jawline.. - .. thankyou.. .. whispered softly.. barely able to be heard.. his hand continued down.. fingers wandering over her shoulder.. down the length of her arm ..across her hand.. her own fingers before he would finally take the towel from her.. she was right.. he really did need to get out of those pants.. they were clinging to his legs as if their life depended on it.. he nodded.. watching her as she turned and wandered back out of the room again.. he looked down at the fabric in his hands.. lifting it to his face.. considering this towel was around her only moments earlier it still smelt like her.. and it made him almost drunk.. he exhaled.. turning around so as he was facing the fires heat.. feeling it caressing across his lean well developed stomach.. throwing that towel over his shoulder before he’d hook his thumbs into the sodden waistband of his pants.. drawing them down with little effort.. they weighed a lot with all that water ..all that rain so they practically dropped.. landing with a light thud onto the floor.. stepping to the side.. beneath he was as bare as the day he was born.. if she did happen to return during that short window she’d get an eyeful of that lean muscled ass of his.. his bared lower back.. those thick upper thighs.. before he’d throw that towel around his waist.. letting it settle upon his hips.. turning it in on itself to make it remain there.. or well as best he could.. he leant then.. his arm back upon the mantle.. his forhead pressed to that same arm.. and he just took some deeper.. needful breaths.. he could still taste the blood in his mouth.. - .. Trinity.. .. he called out to her.. remaining in that position however.. at least for the moment.. his lower body needing to soak in as much of that heat as it could.. still chilled to the bone..involuntarily shuddering every so often- .. we need to talk.. .. his words didn’t have a great deal of urgency.. or sadness.. they were just soft.. quiet.. - .. if you want to leave it till the morning.. I’ll understand.. goodness knows we could both use the rest..


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Normally, she would have been quite comfortable here with all it’s seemingly little comforts that were a great luxury to her. She didn’t need the creature comforts like this, they weren’t really required for her to exist, but they felt so nice that it was a sweet little pleasure for her to enjoy them. In truth, this was the lap of luxury to her, the freedom to move around and explore, the soft surfaces around her that were soft and simple against her skin… Freedom always came with a price though, the cost of hearing cruel words and accusations, of harsh people and despicable deeds… But, it wasn’t all that bad, despite the cruelness of some of those things. It just depended on what you knew you were going to lose and what you were willing to pay to keep it. She herself…knew she had the strength of character, the fortitude to survive this world and experience all it had to offer, it was just a little bit harder for her now… Truth of the matter was, it was so much easier to deal with the hurt alone, when no one was watching and you could just…let it out. She had been perfectly fine before Ace had walked into her life, able to deal with attentions she didn’t want and generally be left alone… Then he came in like a dervish, and her whole little life, so fragile and new, got shaken all about and nothing was as it was… In so many ways is was so much more precious, more beautiful, full of so much more light and warmth… But it came with it’s own problems… She had never had a problem with women before, not like this, but since she had been with you, it seemed she was getting nasty little catty women clawing at her constantly. It would be perfect if they could just…get away from this… First at her work, and now at his home… It would be so much better, so much simpler if they could just escape them completely and build their own little castle in the clouds away from the she-dragons. When she got enough money from taking a second job, she would get her own little place and invite him to stay with her instead… It wouldn’t be much, they would have to start everything from scratch and it would be a little tough at first but they would both be free… But would he want to go with her? After all…Those women were important enough for him to go out into a vicious lightning storm to get… They were beautiful too, at least on the outside, and were obviously very open with their favors and desire of him…He might not want to go with her and leave the ah…easy access. It would simply come down to the fact that he either wanted her, or he didn’t. When she left, if he chose not to follow, she would have to sever that tie that was already wrapping around her heart like delicate little bands of steel. She knew she would fall in love with him, hopelessly, irrevocably in love if she stayed around him… By his own words, he had admitted to her he didn’t even know if he could offer that to her, if he were even capable of it. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to fall in love with a man who might not ever be able to love her back… That was the whole of it though, he would need to choose. If he followed her then perhaps…perhaps they might have a chance at something amazing. She felt him leaning back, off balance from fatigue. She would help him balance with a light touch, keeping him from straining himself too much without making it obvious. She knew he hated being babied, he had said so himself, so she was far more subtle about it than she had been at first. She had held out the towel for him when he spoke, and be damned if her heart didn’t execute a perfect triple flip there in her chest. Oh God help her…it was so easy for him to pull things like that from her, to make her heart skip and skid and slide in her chest and make her feel like she had a whole flock of humming birds there inside her. Those touches melted her, made her sigh softly, leaning into those touches like filings to a magnet. She didn’t dare speak, her voice would give too much away and Ace was far too slick not to notice it. She had gotten those pants out of her room, opening the door to come out to see the moments those pants hit the floor. Her jaw fell open as hey eyes widened, pupils dilated and her heart seemed to stop for a full three second, her breath caught in her lungs. Breathing…That was important… Right?... Damn it, how did she breath again? She found herself unable to think, to remember, as she watched the supple movements of Ace in all his naked glory… When he had teased her about it earlier, asking if she would survive him…she had to admit… She just might fail at that one… He was more than glorious, more than beautiful or perfect… It was as if all the gods in some far beautiful corner of the cosmos had come together to form a man build just for her… Everything about him called to her like a sirens song does to a lonely sailor… His long muscular calves with the outer oval planes of muscle to those that flared just beneath the knee to dip in, broadening over his thighs packed with strength there, cupped by an ass that really shouldn’t exist… Most men had a flat ass to be blunt about it, just a couple of small mounds or the flat droopy planes of others…but yours were rounded, dipping in where hers flared out at her hips, those muscled plains there made her grip the pants so tightly in her hands she warped the fabric with the tension she put on it. Farther up she could see the V of your pelvis there, packed with more sinues and tendons, a fluted like that went up to your wide back, the muscles over his ribs making the most gorgeous ripple she had ever seen. Strong shoulders and the planes over his scapula, that beautiful neck… That black hair, dark as sin that she knew was crisp and thick, alive with its own energy… Her knees buckled, landing her against the door frame with a silent impact. It just wasn’t fair… She wanted to cry with the cruelty of it all, that such a beautiful thing existed as Ace, yet she couldn’t have him, no matter how much she longed for him. It broke her heart, bruised it’s tender flesh and virginal innocence to know that sharp pain. This must be how a bird feels when their wings are broken, always looking at the sky but never able to fly… She had come up behind him once that towel was around, the sight of him tamed down a bit by that towel. She had held the pants out to him, though his words caught her off balance. Well, there was no point putting off till tomorrow what you could do today. Besides, she wouldn’ get any sleep thinking about what he might say. After all, We Need To Talk were the death knell to anyone living. It was probably the most terrifying words a human would ever hear.*”Come on…we will walk in bed Ok?... If we don’t get it out now, neither of us will get a good sleep…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: . he hadn’t noticed she was there.. standing in her own rooms doorway for that length of time.. or he may well have drawn that towel around himself a wee bit quicker than he had.. the thud of her body colliding with the doorframe would indeed make him take notice.. making him turn his head to look at her there.. her mouth a little further open than it would be normally.. her cheeks burning with colour.. he didn’t chuckle.. or laugh or make any little smart assed remarks.. he just watched her.. his features telling her very little.. was he angry? Was he upset? Was he growing further frustrated with her? Was those things the girls had said all true and he was about to just drop her outdoors to fend for herself? Or was she being paranoid.. he watched approaching.. thos dry pants there within her grasp.. he’d reach for them.. taking them before he’d step into them.. sliding them up beneath that towel.. concealing any chance she had of seeing anything further.. his lower half now covered by that darker cotton fabric.. he turned.. drawing the fires cover back into place.. that iron fence.. another log or two would have it burning for the remainder of the early morning and keep the place warm enough…he didn’t respond to her.. at least not yet.. he simply nodded.. his now warmed hand would slide down into hers.. his fingers curling to cup and hold there. Before he would then lead her back to her bedroom.. not his..what was she going to take from that gesture? Did it actually mean Anything? - .. hop in.. .. he’d whisper.. releasing the hold he had upon her hand.. allowing her to slide between those soft cotton sheets.. he would remain there in the doorway a moment.. before he’d let the door close.. his back pressing to it for a time.. drawing in a quiet breath.. expelling it audibly soon after.. he pushed away from the door.. crossing the dimly lit room.. the moon was full and as such the room was a little brighter than it would be normally.. he reached for the thick leather covering.. drawing it closed.. letting the darkness envelop them both..he removed the towel from around his shoulders.. letting it fall to the back of one of the chairs.. he’d then approach her bed.. his thighs pressing against the thick mattress.. it was quite high afterall.. high up off the floor.. - ..I want you.. to be completely honest with me.. .. he’d speak softly.. though his tone remained his usual.. slightly pitchy..yet unnaturally smooth.. she’d be able to feel his bodies weight as he settled there upon the bed.. drawing back the covers on the other side.. just opposite her.. he’d wince.. she’d surely be able to hear him hiss a little.. to grit those teeth down as he had inadvertently chose to lay down upon the side that had that horrible raw gravel rash.. he shifted..deciding better of laying on his side.. instead settling down upon his back.. his right hand lifting to slide and nestle beneath his head..- .. I’m not saying you wouldn’t be honest with me.. I may not know you.. That well.. as in terms of time.. but I feel you wouldn’t be one to be unruly with the truth when it was asked of you.. .. he lifted a little.. shifting.. getting himself into a comfortable spot before he would very carefully draw those thick covers back up.. he’d be able to feel her bodies warmth.. she was afterall quite close to him..it was only a double bed.. certainly not large.. and the pair of them would be an inch.. maybe an inch and a half away from one another.. he could see nothing in that room.. not a single thing it was that dark.. but his gaze decided to focus upon shadows on the roof.. - .. tell me.. .. he paused.. choosing his words very carefully- .. what happened when I was going to help Alice?.... his free hand came down to rest there upon the dip of his stomach.. - .. something happened.. I just know it.. I.... he was growing frustrated with himself more than anything else that his words were just not coming out as he would have hoped- ..Since I have gotten back.. you’ve gone.. unusually quiet.. .. he’d roll his head to the side a little.. seeing if he could make out her silhouette..her face.. her features.. anything.. his eyes would adjust soon enough he knew this..he was having trouble.. he knew he had to bring up what had occurred with Nautilous.. but was this.. right now the right time? Or was it something that would be best to be left.. perhaps a few days? Oh the confusion was causing his head to ache again.. what a god damn predicament to be in.. yet he would never.. ever regret his decision to save her.. not for one singular moment.. he was however curious as to just what she remembered about the event.. anything at all?.. - ..talk to me please.. Trinity


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Sometimes, when God knows you’ve been in pain, when your heart is hurting and you feel like there is nothing really left to hope for, He gives you something to remind you that there is some brightness at the end of that tunnel, no matter how long and dark it might seem. That sight there had been…nothing short of a gift to her, even if it had been one she had inadvertently stolen from him without his consent. She had once accused him of being a peeping tom, a teasing little bit when they had just gotten to know each other in their first few hours… Now, Ace had definitely seen all there was to see of her, touched her in her most intimate places, wrung from her form the most…indescribable pleasure she had ever known… But he hadn’t exactly peeped at her. Instead, she had shown it all willingly, more than happy to follow him in the dance he had started. But she…she had definitely peeped at him then, a silent witness of his glory… Ace had only ever taken off his shirt in her presence before and that had been more than enough to make her hungry for him, but seeing him as she had… It had literally snatched the breath from her lips like a thief in the night, leaving her breathless while she felt time slow down to nothing, but speed by at the same time, all too fast for her to hold on, to grasp in her hands and savor. When he turned to catch her quite blatantly staring at him, her cheeks red, even the tips of her ears were flushed in that pretty pink color that suited her so well. She snapped her mouth shut, to look away in very acute embarrassment, her teeth worrying her bottom lip till it stung. The fact that Ace was dead silent scared her… made her blood run cold in her veins because it was simply not like him, at all… They might not have known each other long, just over twenty four hours now, but she had seen enough of him to know when something seemed out of habit for him. There was no laughter, no teasing, no taunting her to make her blush even more than she already was… What had she done that had been so bad? Had she done anything at all to merit that? His silence… It was so unlike him… She watched him slide those pants up under the towel…almost…modest about the whole thing. Oh God in heaven, was he mad about her looking? She couldn’t help it, not when such sighs lay before her eyes, that would be too cruel to ask of her! Like putting a starving man at a buffet and telling him that he can not have a single bite. She felt just the coldest kind of dread settling on her skin, making her fingers when he moved to cup them, icy cold and trembling slightly. When he led her to her room, she couldn’t help but wonder why… Why was it her room, and not his like before? What was going on? All this combined with his words of ‘we need to talk’ had her heart in the most uncomfortable vice she had ever known in her life. There was really no pain in the world that was even remotely close to this that she had ever felt before. When he told her to get in bed, she almost resisted it, not wanting the place where she would lay her head for however long to have something dark and painful attached to it… She already had enough memories stored in her brain to haunt her waking moments, she didn’t need them replayed in her head before she went to sleep. Yet… she couldn’t really resist him… This had nothing to do with programming or a boot file that kicked on with a kiss… This was something deeper, sweeter, a delicate thing that she couldn’t dare handle in her hands, too fragile to bear an inspection of any sort just yet… She shuddered softly just before she would pull the blankets up, folding them down at the top as she slid it, pushing herself against the back wall, needing something hard to keep her grounded in this world that had suddenly shifted on its access and leaving her terribly off balance. She could see him there standing in the doorway, her heart beating painfully in her chest, each throb a sudden stab. Was he going to stand there and tell her to go? That come morning she would be back at the Nightingale or…God knows where? God, surely he couldn’t be that cruel, could he? She watched him cross the room though, to close the curtain over that small window, turning the room into a liquid darkness that, for some reason, caused her to panic. She had never before been afraid of the dark a day of her life, but for some reason she was suddenly terrified. She hid it well though, her fingers taking one of those spare pillows and holding it to her chest, clutching at it with a strength that would be impossible for someone as small as she was. She buried her face in its feather depth, refusing to let anyone, ANYONE, see her afraid. For some reason, she couldn’t really understand why, she didn’t want to show fear to Ace, to let him see her face… Not like this. She could feel the mattress shift as he leaned against it, his weight dipping it there where he stood and asked her…To be honest with him? When had she ever not? She had been so honest with him to the point that it had been like opening a wound for her and letting it bleed out. Her cheeks flushed as she buried her head deeper in that pillow, pulling herself together as best she could before replying. She would speak into the pillow, using it’s softness to muffle her voice, keeping it as unreadable as she possibly could manage. There was too much in her voice right now, far too much… Ace wouldn’t want to hear everything there…*”I have never had reason to lie to anyone… No matter what it was about, or might be about, I won’t lie… It benefits no one to lie…just hurts in the end…”

(21:58:28 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*She heard that question then, about what happened and again that over whelming fear of the dark hit her in another wave, her mind going through these little…glossy patches… Things almost seemed blacked out, inked over, covered in a lacquer she couldn’t penetrate. It was like someone had stored a hidden folder in her mind, full of things she wasn’t meant to know… It had happened before, when she was used as a walking data security bank… And she didn’t like it any more now than she did then… The difference between these two times though is that before it was just a matter of hacking the password…this though…whenever she got too close it was just like the thing that she had encountered inside Ace, dark and foreboding… It scared her enough to make her avoid probing it, just as she had avoided that part in Ace. She wanted to heal him….that pain he was feeling from the gravel wasn’t something anyone would enjoy…but she didn’t… she held back… She was afraid to give any more… afraid she would give so much that there would be nothing left, and she would get nothing in return. If Aces head was aching, it would be echoed inside her own heart… Unlike Ace, she didn’t have any walls there to protect her, to keep that delicate core of her safe from the barbs and pain of the world… She felt everything on a level that many people wouldn’t understand, couldn’t compete with. She was silent for long moments, so long Ace might wonder that she wasn’t going to respond to him. When she did speak, there was pain, fear, hurt in her voice despite how badly she was trying to mask it.*”Your… the girls…upstairs… They came down to watch as I did… I wanted to make sure you were ok…and I heard them talking about me… They were making fun of me… Saying I was too loud and it was pathetic… That they were glad you had taken me to your room so you would shut me up…”*Her throat was on fire, closed up, painful to force the words out. She didn’t realize she was crying until the pillow was damp against her cheeks. She shook her head, forcing herself to continue despite the pain.*”They…wondered among each other how long I would last compared to the others who you’d had…asking why you hadn’t…fucked me yet…”*She bit her lip then, nearly bloodying it as she gnashed at it, feeling overwhelmed but it all, but knowing Ace wouldn’t accept half of anything… She pushed…pushed and pushed herself, to go forward.*”I couldn’t take it anymore… I…. I turned around to come inside… then…. I…. I don’t know… I… I can’t remember… I…. I just remember someone I never heard before…Calling my name…But it wasn’t my name… I just knew it was me… And….. and then nothing… I think… I blacked out… The last thing I remember is being in your bed…. Curled up in the blanket when I heard you come in…. Listen, Ace…”*Her voice broke, and she tried to swallow, to force herself past that lump that was pressing there on her throat, choking her. Her voice was a bit raspy, constrained from forcing herself to finish.*”If…If your mad at me because I peeped… I’m sorry, I really am… I hadn’t known you were naked, I swear… I was just going to bring your pants and… I couldn’t help it… Please…don’t be mad at me any more… I really can’t take it… this darkness terrifies me…. I can’t take it if you’re mad at me too… If you want me gone just…please say so and be done with it… Don’t drag it out…I can go back to the Nightingale tonight and everything will be as it was… I won’t bother you, you won’t ever see me again I swear… Just don’t… please…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..as much as she wanted to hide it.. and as much as she tried he could hear her growing further and further upset.. he could hear the changes in her breathing.. the slight almost inaudible hiccups that only come from pure emotion.. when she started speaking however.. when she started explaining just what had been said he was almost completely floored.. his eyes closed over.. concealing his vision.. not that he could see a great deal in that room anyway.. he exhaled.. long and deep.. bottling up the anger that was slowly starting to rise there deep down within him.. those catty little bitches.. he knew.. he knew they would cause trouble.. he knew that down to his very bones.. guessing he must have just held out in hope that maybe.. just maybe they’d keep away.. but that wouldn’t be the case.. they had to stick their noses in.. but only mind you when he was not around.. they wouldn’t have had the balls to say those things if he was standing there with her.. certainly not.. he dragged his tongue across his lips.. deciding to not interrupt her.. to let her get it all out.. she was having terrible trouble with it all.. he could hear her voice trembling.. he could just envision those tears trickling down her cheeks.. the hand that was behind his head lifted a little to grip at his hair.. his fingers soon balling into a fist.. his free hand had fallen to rest there upon his mouth.. he was struggling with that disbelief that that trio upstairs had caused so much trouble.. she’d be able to hear him forcing breath through his teeth before he would wince.. forcing himself to sit upright.. only then drawing his frame around and he’d move to stand.. he’d peel back that curtain.. only just now thinking better of it.. his figure.. his silhouette bent over slightly as he peered out the window would be easily caught by her.. - .. I.... he hesitated.. his hands had come down to rest there upon the wooden windows ledge.. his fingers curling inward.. suddenly the wood splintered as his grip tightened considerably.. almost violently- .. I’m going to kill them.. .. he straightened out.. exhaling a shuddered breath as he was doing extremely well to keep that violent anger bottled up.. for now- .. all of them.. . he shook his head.. before he’d turn..the moonlight flooding through the window now giving him access to her tear stained features.. and it crushed him.. his shoulders sunk.. the anger seemed unimportant.. and was brushed to the side.. his hands rose.. fingers interlacing there behind his neck ..his arms bent out wide.. before they’d topple back to his sides..- .. Trinity.. .. he’d exhale.. his head dropping.. his gaze falling to the floor a moment before he crossed the distance there.. going around the bed.. to settle upon her side..sitting there upon the bed.. - .. I.. .. he was having trouble again articulating his thoughts.. and it was driving him insane.. he was never like this.. Ever.. usually quite smooth.. sophisticated..certainly not tongue tied - ..I wish I knew what to say to wash it all away.. I honestly do.. .. his brows furrowed.. his hands soon rising to rub against his cheeks. His forehead- .. Everything they have said.. is complete and utter nonsense.. You need to think of yourself more highly than that.. you really do.. .. another breath drawn as he reached back to rub against the back of his neck- .. women can be so down right nasty with one another.. At one another.. it surprises me sometimes just how badly you ladies can treat one another.. .. he pushed to stand.. his hands sliding back down to rest there against his thighs..- .. your vocal abilities while we were.. otherwise engaged were sublime.. …he shoved his hands down into his pockets.. shifting from his heels to his toes and then back again- .. it told me more than your words or your actions ever would.. there is nothing worse than a woman who just lays there and doesn’t make a peep.. believe me.. I learn nothing from that.. where-as with you I learn everything.. .. he swallowed down a breath long caught- .. It tells me that I am in the right area.. that I am pressing those buttons in an order that works for you.. .. his thighs were still pressed to the edge of the bed there.. he reached for her.. his thumb and forefinger gripping her chin.. tilting her head to look up to him.. - ..

(22:49:11 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: and that’s what I want.. what works for you.. hearing you cry out my name just about killed me.. .. he brushed his fingers across her tear stained cheeks- .. honestly it did.. those noises you make.. those cute little sounds.. and those much much louder.. are electrifying.. you have no idea what they do to me... he reached to slide a few of her blonde curls back behind her ear- ..I did not take you to my room to ‘shut you up’.. please.. .. he groaned.. shaking his head- .. god forbid those girls learn something from you.. I took you in there.. as I felt it would be a lot more comfortable for you.. than having to put you in an awkward position on that couch.. That room is my space.. it’s my own personal domain.. it’s where I go to get away from everything and everyone.. and I don’t mean to toot my own horn but.. None of those girls have been in there.. Not one of them.. so it was probably jealousy that spurned on those hate filled words.. . his gentle caresses continued.. across her damp cheeks..along her jawline- ..you know.. Trinity.. you know full well why I hadn’t.. ‘fucked’ you yet.. because we were damn well interrupted that’s why.. .. he cleared his throat.. .. that’s the only reason.. there is nothing else laying under that.. nothing to read between the lines.. I went into that bedroom with you with full intention of taking you.. upon that very bed.. .. his finger would tap just lightly upon her noses tip- .. every intention.. you have to believe me.. why would I string you along like that?.. I do wonder if you think I enjoy torturing myself.. because holding back with you while we danced.. while I had you there on that couch.. kissing every sweet tasting inch of you.. exploring deeply..was almost excruciating .. it was harder than anything I had ever done.. but you were worth it.. every mere second of it was ....he dragged his tongue across his lower lip then.. - .. as for you peeking.. .. he shook his head- .. I do believe.. when we first met You said I would be the one who would be peeking.. turn about is quite interesting isn’t it.. .. he chuckled lightly.. stepping back from the bed there- .. let’s put that to bed yes.. right here? Right now?.. no more peeking.. no more desire to see what which we haven’t seen.. I have seen every heavenly inch of you.. it’s only fair I repay the favour afterall.. .. he tilted his head a little..his thumbs would once more hook into the waistband of those loose fitting pants.. inching them down.. revealing that sumptuous V.. the lower section of a lean muscular stomach.. depending on just what she could see.. the room was still dark.. but sections of it were bathed in that soft blue glow from the moonlight.. he would have to bend a little though as these pants were dry.. and wouldn’t tumble on their own.. kicking them to the side.. beneath her bed.. before he would straighten out.. and it would be then that she would see him in all his bared glory.. - .. if you want to go..I wont get in your way.. .. he shook his head.. remaining standing there beside the bed for a moment before he would cross the room and move to stand back before that open window.. feeling the cool caress of the wind- ..You have to do what’s right for you.. I know what I want.. .. he glanced back over his shoulder.. to her- .. I don’t want you to go.. certainly not.. no.. .. he’d shake his head.. his hands coming down to rest there upon his bared hips.. - .. I couldn’t be mad at you.. you have done nothing wrong..

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She really had tried her best to keep it from him, to hide her face in that pillow to muffle and distort her words… She hadn’t wanted to seem like this weak pathetic little thing who couldn’t stand on her own two feet, and she was terrified that was what was going to happen. First with the girls at the Nightingale and then that man… She had been weak then, seemingly unable to handle her own issues. She was so…unstable almost, the last twenty four hours had seen her protective casing broken off, shattered, exposing her to the world much like a newborn chick from the egg. Ace had been the only one who could apply the right pressure, the only one who could ever have been able to break that shell. Other people had tried, and failed… But Ace… He knew just where to press and with the right pressure, to bring her out… It was terrifying, feeling so helpless, so lost in this new world, so big and scary compared to the blank, vanilla walls she had known before. Yet… Yet…. She followed him… She didn’t blame him from breaking her as she had been… She just…wanted to be worthy… Ace was strong, she knew that, and despite everything he said about himself, she was seeing past the veil he wrapped around him…Not completely oh no, there was so much about him she didn’t know, hadn’t seen… But he was giving her more glances than perhaps he had ever dared to show someone else… There was this… Chemistry between them that was unknown to her. She had seen plenty of people in love and lust, knew the differences at least down to the chemical parts… But there was something between her and Ace… an invisible spark that flashed between them like super charged lightning, like atoms colliding… She wanted to put a name to the feeling, to that irresistible pull she felt with him that made her ache when he was away… Even now, in all this pain and self hate, this world where she felt utterly worthless… The idea of him wanting her to go, to simply discard her…. It cut at her heart like thousands of garrote wires, cutting off the blood, building that pressure before it would slice through that skin. She would go if that was what he wanted of her, but she doubted that anything would ever make her feel again… It had hurt to tell him what was said… Normally she would have just glossed it over, played it down, acted as if it was nothing… But Ace had asked her specifically to be honest with him, and she just knew somehow, that it meant the truth in all it’s entirely, no matter how much it pained her to do so. He was being kind though, not interrupting her, simply letting her get it out to bleed out the venom in as swift a way as possible. She felt him shift, the mattress dipping and swelling as he moved, leaving the bed. She wondered if perhaps he was mad with what she was saying, that he didn’t believe her. After all, they were on some… intimate terms with one another, and enough so that you would go to help them despite the dangerous weather. Some men would have gotten pissed, called her a jealous liar or some sort of deviant who was trying to stir up drama. As if… She hated drama, she hated the lies and deceit and catty, vicious, nasty remarks people would sling at each other like arrows. She was still learning how to interact with people, especially other females. She had never gotten out before really, never got to know people, how they could be…This world was one steep learning curve for her though, and she was doing her best to keep pace and not fall as she lived every single day, being the best person she could be. She heard the rattle of the hoops on the metal bar as he pulled the curtain open. She sagged with relief as he dispelled the darkness there, the shadows running to hide in the corners far out of reach of her. She could see him now, a slightly blurred outline of his form as he stood there before the window… She was trying to blink the tears away but they just kept coming, no matter how hard she tried. At least she cried prettily, not a red sopping mess of a runny nose and bloodshot eyes, she would hate it If Ace ever looked at her and saw something…something he didn’t like… She had never once thought she was pretty, more common, normal… Like a chair in a room, nothing that grabbed the attention but didn’t detract from the beauty of things around her. Just a little functional thing that took up little space and didn’t garner anyone’s passions, failing to stir anything inside the heart or soul like beautiful things did. That sudden splintering of wood startled her though, making her jump there on the bed, shaking as if she were icy cold. When she heard what he said she shook her head violently, looking down at the pillow in her arms, wiping at the tears on her face, trying to stem the tide. Her voice was still broken but clearer without her face being buried in it’s depths.*”Please, don’t…. What they said… It hurt me… I won’t lie and say it didn’t… But they’re just words… People shouldn’t die because of words… Sometimes it’s all a person has Ace… If… If I was in their situation… If I knew I was losing you Ace… I don’t think I could bear it with any grace… I’d hate who ever took you from me… and I don’t have it in me to hate… I…I can understand what they said it… and they shouldn’t die for it…” *Was she actually sticking up for those girls who had cut her so deeply?... Honestly, yes. She didn’t think anyone ever, should have to die because someone’s feelings got hurt… She didn’t want to see him bloody his hands over her… She didn’t want him to kill anyone… He was…He was worth so much more than that…She watched him come around to her side of the bed, drawing her feet up closer, her knees against her chest as she made room for him on the bed without loosing the warmth of the spot she was in now. She shook her head again, her nails digging into that pillow there, trying for all the love in the world to stabilize herself, to get a bead on the world around her.*”Words are just words… They only hurt if you let them… I… I don’t know how to…to put up walls around myself, to keep things like that from stinging me so deep…”*What would Ace think if she told him with him…she might just come to believe that she was more than the sum of her parts? Around him she felt… She felt like she was something fragile and special… His words, his hands, his touch… They made her feel like she was priceless, worth protecting… That he would keep her safe, always… it was beautiful…. But who would protect her from him? She knew her tender heart was very much as risk in this…knew it would be all too easy to fall in love with this man… She watched him stand then, and his next words threw her for another loop.

(00:34:31 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: . Oh God in Heaven and ALL His Angels! How in the world was it that she could be crying, scared, her heart bleeding in pain and fear… And the second he spoke those words she was floored by the wave of lust that hit her with the violence of riptide. She wanted him, oh God she did… She wanted him so bad it was like a venom in her skin that ate away at her from the inside with a violent insistence that nothing could cure. She felt her core tighten, spasm, her thighs pressing together as her toes curled, gripping the mattress. Her breath caught in her throat, her nipples already rouching and getting berry hard just remembering what he was talking about. Sweet merciful Jesus.. She felt his fingers on her face, gently tilting her face up to look at his. She was lost in those eyes the moment they caught, loosing herself utterly and completely in their stormy depths. Her hand would release that pillow, to reach out, to gently grab a hold of his pants. She gently slid her index finger in the top of his pants, holding him there in that sweet, innocent, child like way as she allowed those words to drag her deeper…deeper still down into that sweet, velvety place where only he could take her. She leaned into those tender caresses, needing them more than he could possibly know, the two of them combined with his words was helping to stem her tears, to quiet that ache inside her heart. The only downside was that another ache, sweetly poignant and sharp was growing the more he spoke. Her eyes were already starting to take on that dreamy look she got when he was arousing her, that softening there, that doe like trust in them…. She didn’t know what to do with herself, she had been brought to that place of pleasure, that peaking, soaring flight before she would slowly sink back to earth… But she had also been brought so close to pleasure, to that brink of completion, but been denied… Oh God how she wanted to finish what they had been been leading up to. She didn’t know if she could survive another round of it, to be so utterly close to heaven only to be interrupted and tossed back down to the mortal coil once again. She felt his finger tap her nose lightly, making her eyes blink and wiggle her nose much like a kitten would. She could only grip that pillow tighter as she fought to get rid of that blush that was heating her cheeks. She knew they had almost…oh so close… completed the dance that they had started together… Then he licked that lip and she spasmed, remembering oh so well what those lips and tongue were capable of. A groan of desire, of lust and remember pleasure was ripped from her throat as her eyes slid half closed, remembering oh too clearly. Please God let him take mercy on her… He wasn’t really… Oh… OH…. She drew that full bottom lip in and bit down on it hard, her hand falling from his waist to fall back to the bed as she sat, thoroughly enchanted, mesmerized. She would have given up all promises of heaven for a candle, a fire, anything… Then those pants were off and she could see well enough in that dim light to see…well not everything in sharp focus… but enough to make her soaking wet and completely, utterly aroused. Her lips parted as a soft, sweet little panting breaths could be heard as she took in everything he had to offer. Her voice was barely above a whisper but the lust there, the arousal she had in her voice would make anyone sit up and take notice, it was so utterly compelling.*”Splendor of God…”*She groaned softly, setting the pillow aside there on the bed, far too consumed with the vision of heaven before her to even form a single cohesive thought. She watched him move, that inky blackness suiting him like a panthers fur, the man himself was just as secretive, dangerous, and utterly beautiful… Before she knew it, she had risen on her knees there, crossing over to the other side of the bed before sliding her feet over the end, to close that distance between them. She knew what she wanted to… She slowly began to unbutton his shirt that she was wearing, watching him as she did so, holding his gaze for as long as he could keep them from dipping to watch what her hands were doing. When the buttons were freed from their little prisons, she let it slide off of her shoulders to fall, close to where his pants were. Damn anyone who dared to interrupt them, damn anyone who would ruin this moment… She wanted him… Just him, only him…. She stood before him, as naked as he was and slid her hands up his chest, teasing along that scar before coming to rest on his shoulders, her little feet moving in that list inch of space until their bodies were flush, breasts to chest and thigh to thigh as she stood on her toes, gazing up into his eyes.*”I never want to go Ace… It might sound like a childhood romantic hope… A naive wish without any facts to it… But I belong here… This has nothing to do with any program, no curse I labor under… Ace, I belong to you… I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want you… Not because your handsome, not for the outside that the world sees… But because of the glimpses of what you have let me see in your heart… Somehow I feel like the world is only right when I am beside you, that the sun will only come out to warm me if you’re holding my hand… I want you so much it hurts… Every breath, every beat is laced with your essence, the sound of your voice is the sweetest melody I have ever heard, the beating of your heart a stucco that beats with mine…… I know you can’t make me any promises… I know you won’t because you don’t want to lie to me… But it doesn’t matter… Nothing does anymore, not without you… I can’t leave Ace…”*She would turn her head, resting her ear above that place where his heart beat so steady, so strong beneath that delicate shell, hearing the music in the beat.*”I could travel this world over, live a thousand lifetimes, and this right here… This beautiful sound… It would call me home…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..as much as she told him not to hurt them.. he would find a way to rectify that situation and he would do so on the morrow.. once and for all.. he wasn’t going to allow any of this to continue, he wasn’t going to give them the chance to cause further friction between the pair..having decided to go and have a discussion with them.. a heated.. discussion.. that may or may not involve a few threats to the very lives of those trouble makers..he had stripped off his pants, leaving him there bare before her.. he heard those noises.. those sweet little sounds he adored.. telling him just what was going on in that mind of hers..or he could at least take a good educated guess.. he watched her then as she moved upon that bedding.. drawing herself up onto her knees.. sliding across the quilt till those exquisite legs were dangling just so neatly over it’s edge.. his tongue would cluck against the roof of his mouth.. that being his response to what he was viewing.. her fingers making short work of the buttons on that oversized shirt.. opening each one slowly till she was able to just peel it away from her frame.. he felt his throat restricting a little as she moved to stand.. neither at this point having a stitch of clothing between the pair of them.. standing in there before him.. his head would tilt down a little.. his gaze.. those grey circlets would seek out those emerald beauties.. having seen the murky ones earlier.. he was more than certain he only wanted this.. he only wanted to see that rich vibrant colouring.. it was so very striking compared to his steely grey.. his hand rose.. sliding the length of her right arm as she began to lightly caress across his chest..his muscles lightly twitching when she grew nearer to the raw abrasions upon his side.. he reached her shoulder.. nails lightly scratching along the curves of her neck till he was able to cradle her cheek.. he just wanted to look at her.. to really look at her.. having gotten the fright of his life when he thought she had been chosen as a bride..her body pressing in.. closing the slight gap made him groan.. made him exhale a little deeper.. her head pressing to his chest.. his arms fell from her face.. to soon encircle her body.. to draw her in.. to hold her there.. his heart had picked up considerably.. she would have been able to hear it there.. to feel that pulsing so close to her ear.. - ..this.. this is where you need to be.. .. he whispered against those golden locks.. leaving behind a light series of kisses.. - .. and I will promise you.. .. softly spoken as his hands began to slide up and down the length of her back..- ..I will do everything in my power to protect you.. to keep you from harm.. everything.. . his hands slid just that little bit lower.. down over the curves of her ass.. fingers curling inward.. not enough to hurt her..just enough to let her know he appreciated just what he was touching.. just what he was caressing.. - .. that heart beat.. that strong steady rhythm ... he whispered..his body shuddering against hers though was it from the cool breeze coming from the open window? Or was it from something else..- ..is because of you.. . he would then put a little further strain on those already well spent muscles.. lifting her up.. she would have that opportunity then to wrap her legs around him.. he walked back toward the bed.. before turning so as he could sit down upon it.. her remaining there upon his lap.. he’d inch back a little further.. making sure she was suitably comfortable.. he could look to her properly from this vantage point.. looking up to her there.. his hands drew away from the curves of her ass..lifting then.. the backs of his fingers began to drag up along her sides.. before he would move to cradle those soft cheeks once more.. his thumbs lightly caressing just beneath her jaw.. - .. I don’t want to lie to you.. you are right.. .. his head tilted to the side a little- ..I am not sure whats going on.. . he reached for her hand.. placing it above his heart.. there upon his chest- .. in there.. or in my head.. I...his brows furrowed a little.. - .. but should I ever come to any form of conclusion.. you will be the first to know.. I assure you.. . he exhaled a heated breath .. it would easily wash across her chin.. her cheeks.. again there was a gentle rapping upon the door.. but this time he wouldn’t even twitch.. he wouldn’t even turn away from her.. he simply lifted his hand.. and with the flick of a wrist and a few finger manoeuvres that lock would seal itself.. he sat up a little.. each movement he made just causing his own little torment to continue.. how close where they right at this moment? Completely naked with her in his lap.. there was no hiding his arousal she would have been able to feel up.. rigid.. rock hard against her creamy inner thigh.. his lips pressed to her forehead.. - .. I wont be dishonest with you.. I am completely and utterly exhausted.. my entire body aches from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.. my side where I hit the desk outdoors stings like a bastard.. but.. .. another kiss.. there pressed to her right cheek- .. there’s no place I’d rather be.. just here.. right now.. with you Trinity.. . a kiss to her chin.. his fingers falling away from her cheeks.. one landing down upon her shoulder.. the other finding its way to tangle in those blonde curls.. before he would.. without any warning finally claim those lips of hers.. he had placed a great deal of trust in Nautilous that this would work.. that it wouldn’t kick start any kind of programming.. and he had held back for as long as he could.. kissing was not something he took lightly.. fucking was something else entirely.. but that union.. when it was right.. it was just right.. his head inclined.. hopefully gaining his further access to the depths of her heated mouth.. to taste.. to taunt her.. to show to her.. that this wasn’t just some little game-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She could hear that soft click of his tongue hitting the soft pallet of the roof of his mouth, and it was an encouraging thing to hear. Ace was a man who could be subtle at times, but she was learning his little ins and outs, the way he could do the most amazing things with his lips and tongue that let her know he was aroused or something had struck his fancy. She was watching his reactions as she stripped down out of that shirt of his, the fine linen making the most wonderful sensation as she felt it slide down her arms, over her breasts before falling down behind her. She was lost in his world now, down into the dream with him, that darkness there brought her no fears, no terror, simply a soft sense of belonging, of rightness in every deed and action done there. He was the air which she breathed, the water in which she floated, safe and serene in that weightless word where he held her. She couldn’t help but drown in those eyes of his… People might say grey eyes were the most colorless out of all, that they were cold, cruel, steely… But she couldn’t disagree more. Ace’s eyes were like a winter sky full of snow on Christmas eve, the rolling storms that come off of the ocean to bath the land with life giving rain… He was the summer storm that cools the world, bringing softer breezes and the snell of clean wet earth and grass… His eyes were the color of dawn, just before the sun paints the sky with color… His eyes were what she looked into when she wanted to see what he was thinking, to see the reflection of his soul in their depths… They were a sea and she wanted to sink into them forever, to float on those sweet placid seas and watch the world pass into nothingness. She felt his hand brushing so sweetly across her skin, making her break out in goose bumps, swaying softly into this caress much like a cat will. She shivered at the slight change of texture when his nails would lightly graze her skin, a soft, pleasured sigh would pass her lips before she would turn her head just so, leaning more into that had on her cheek. God help her when she fell…Her decent would be so much brighter and harder than when Lucifer was cast down, her fate immeasurably sweeter though… She knew that it was a possibility for this to happen, knew it deep deep in her bones. There was no way she couldn’t fall for him, she was already long past knowing she liked him… This…whatever it was, was stronger. You liked certain foods, liked certain clothes or weather… This was so much different. When she had closed that distance to press her ear to his heart, she could feel every inch of him pressed against her, every nerve in her body alive, seeking, finding, savoring every sensation of contact. She could feel the places where he was rough, the soft light pelt of hair on his legs, the thicker matt of it which rested right at her navel , teasing and tickling her skin with each breath she took… That light, sweet line of hair that was his treasure line… His skin was soft though, a sort of superfine that she couldn’t describe… She couldn’t resist touching him whenever she could, there was something about the heat, the texture of his skin she found irresistible. There was a scent to him too, a thing that was as unique to him as was the sound of his voice. He smelled like the rain to her, mixed with the deeper notes of a redwood forest and the crisp salt tang coming off of the ocean. There were deeper hints of things, the smell of his masculinity that blended well with the natural smell of his skin, those deeper notes of clean pure musk drove her wild. Everything about that smell appealed to every one of her senses, making her go into a catatonic like state almost, drugging her senses like a caress. She felt him pull her in closer, flushing her ever tighter against him, that hand on her ass, sweet and masterful only added to her arousal, driving her that much higher, stroking the flames that much hotter. She could hear his heart there beneath her ear, feel each pounding of it against her cheek, feel his body warm with each pulse… Oh how she loved that sound, wanted to measure every stop of her life to those precious, wonderful beats… His words though… Oh, his words… She felt something tender…sweet…soft…shift inside her heart… It was a delicate thing, a soft sort of light that glowed within her chest rather like a new lit candle flame… It fluttered there, pulsed in time with her heart, each syllable he had spoken gave it strength, growing… It was so warm and fragile, yet it was stronger than she had thought possible… Oh what a wonderful thing to feel, that surge inside her heart that had only known pain for so many years… It was as if someone had taken the aching wounds of her soul and poured a soothing tonic over it, washing away the anguish and suffering, leaving the scars but not the wounds… She felt warmed from the inside out, as if something missing had suddenly been found, glue applied to the cracks… Her arms would tighten around him at his words, tears springing to her eyes but nor from fear, or pain…but because her heart was too full… How was it with him, only him…He had the power in just those few small words, to undo so many years of damage and pain…to make her feel….perfect… She wanted to cry, her heart felt like it was going to burst right out of her chest, the pressure was so tight, so solid that she couldn’t take a decent breath, as if there was too much light in her heart to have room for anything else. She pressed a kiss to his heart, a single tear falling to bless that spot she treasured most. She might not say it, but there was in her voice, what was growing in her chest, an emotion too profound for either of them to label just yet. It was…light given voice…*”Ace…”*She would look up at him, her soul there in her eyes, everything she was feeling there for him to see.*”I mo thuairimse, Tá mé ag titim ar do shon…”*

(03:00:23 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*She shivered, her words a soft Gaelic whisper… She didn’t know why, or how she knew that language, only that it was as inherently a part of her as Ace was becoming… an intrinsically part of her that couldn’t be denied. She felt him shift, to move, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around him, hooking on his hips, her lips pressing soft, delicate kisses against his neck and shoulder. She would hold there, sweet and gentle, mindful of his injury and grateful she weighed no more than perhaps seventy five pounds soaking wet and holding a brick. When he sat down and shifted back to ensure she was comfortable she would remain wrapped about him still, not wanting to let loose, afraid if she did he would vanish again. She would only pull back just so, looking into those eyes that were dearer to her than her own, shivering, swaying into his caress, listening to that voice. She would feel her hand pressed against his heart, and she knew exactly what he was talking about, the uncertainty of what it was. She smiled softly, so tenderly for him, her free hand moving up to lightly run through the hair at his temple before moving down to rest on his cheek with all the delicateness of a butterfly.*”I know…exactly what you mean… It feels…It feels like there is a light there in my heart… it’s soft and fluttering like a bird, warm and delicate… It’s so fragile I’m afraid it will break…but it’s so utterly beautiful… It just... I just know it’s there…because of you… it beats so sweetly inside me when your near…”*She had heard that knock as well, and swore on all things that if you still wanted to kill them, she would probably help you do it. It was quite enough interruptions for one day, enough beautiful moments stolen, shattered and broken from the clumsy disregard of others. She heard that lock slide home and nodded her head softly, a single movement of her approval. A slight shifting on his part, causing her to move about and settle on his lap would suddenly bring her to the very.…stark reality of his arousal. Oh….it was perfect… It was hot and firm against her thigh, a beautiful bit of proof of all he said. As soon as she felt it there, she arched into it, a soft, gentle caress of her thighs, a delicate caress of her skin against his passion. She couldn’t blame him for being tired, today was supposed to be a day off for them, but had turned into quite the little adventure for the both of them. It was amazing what a person could learn in twenty four hours, but she had seen enough to make her fall really quite hard for Ace… She felt his lips against her forehead, a smile on her lips from the that sweet, tender action. His words made her blush pink, not from embarrassment or arousal though there was plenty enough for sure, but from pleasure… from being honestly happy for the first time in her life. It made her glow as if she was lit form the inside out, turning her cream and peach complexion into a soft, rare pearl. Her legs would tighten about his waist, drawing her closer, pressing that arousal of his against her core. Those kisses were tender and sweet, making her feel warm from the inside out… She accepted them for the wonderful gifts they were, made all the sweeter with his words…*”Then stay Ace… I belong with you…and you to I…”*She would have said more but her words were cut short by his next action… Though shut down as she felt as if her head was going to float right off her shoulders. Her eyes slid closed a she lost herself to that moment, to that act. Oh… This was what a kiss was… She had never known what they felt like, she was never aware for one… For whatever reason, her program hadn’t kicked on, she… she was Free! Somehow…someone somewhere, had taken pity on her… For the first time in her life…she was having a kiss… her first kiss… and with the only man she would ever want to share this with… Oh Ace… She melted against him, fused to him as if she were one with him, just a part of his own flesh… Her lips were firm but soft beneath his, a mix of supple pliancy that was so sweet, so delicate and soft… Plus pink little pillows that were as plump and silky as they looked. She could feel his there, firmer than hers, rougher with a soft mastery to them… She could feel the delicate pricks of his scruff against her chin, the deep bow of his upper lip as it pressed against her own. His bottom lip was so full, so succulent as it pressed there against her own in a moment that sealed the deal…. She was forever lost to him, bound to him by her heart rather than a program… Her soul was singing inside her, the melody of her heart beat out there in her chest, pushed out in every pulse. She shivered there, her breath trapped in her chest, her lips parting under his gentle, sweet intrusion. She would taste like mint and apples, crisp and sweet with dark chocolate and a hint of something light, slightly forbidden, like a super rare and exotic alcohol that would send his senses reeling. She tasted like spring… if such a thing were possible, it would be the best way to describe it, those crisp sweet flavors of her heated mouth. Her head would tilt back, angling just so, giving him full access to plunder her sweet mouth as much as he desired, wanting to get him drunk on the taste of her. She couldn’t help it, she was utterly drunk on him, her thighs gripping him. She wanted it, even if they couldn’t complete the act, even if Ace was dead tired…she wanted to feel him anchored deep inside her, if only to make the moment perfect.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..his head tilted down a little as his gaze fell upon her.. looking down to her there.. she was the sweetest creature he had ever seen, of this he was indeed quite certain.. her words in gaelic were unfortunately foreign to him.. but the way she spoke them.. the tone in her voice.. he knew it had to be good.. whatever it was.. after he had masterfully picked her up she did as he hoped, wrapping those long thin legs around him.. her ankles locking there against the curves of his ass.. he’d plant the pair of them upon the soft bedding.. inching his way back..every movement made.. no matter how small making that arousal.. that hardened shaft rub up against her.. from her inner thigh.. to that slick hot little centre of hers.. his fingers rose to slide back through her golden locks.. drawing them up and away from her facial features.. wanting to see her.. all of her.. - .. yes.. .. he’d whisper in response to her call on him to stay.. that she belonged with him..- .. I belong.. with you.. .. whispered against those soft supple lips of hers before he would finally claim them for his own.. the kiss was simply exquisite, quite heavenly .. she gifted him with full access to her mouth.. to allow his tongue to mingle and dance alongside hers.. her taste though was incredible.. and it attacked every single one of his senses.. making his head swim.. his body spark.. he found himself unable to remain still.. his chest was rising and falling a little more rapidly than before.. they had found themselves back in that sweet spot they were in earlier before they were so rudely interrupted .. highly aroused.. extremely Intune with one another.. on the same level of want.. of desire.. his strength was waning.. he knew this full well.. his muscles were aching.. but he was ignoring that pain.. pushing that sting aside as his need for her was clearly winning out.. he could rest later.. much later.. right now he just desired her.. his hands slid down from her hair.. down along the gentle curves of her back to grip quite firmly upon her ass.. lifting her body just a little.. just enough to tease her.. to taunt her a little.. before he would ply her back down strongly.. not entering her.. oh no.. not yet though he was not entirely quite sure if the resolve he had earlier.. to remain stable.. to remain so calm would work this time.. he was beginning to fail.. he could feel it deep down in his core that if he didn’t take her.. and soon he’d literally go insane.. his hips bucking up into hers.. against hers. That rocking.. that grinding up against her was just making things all the more worse.. at least for him.. he was having trouble then concentrating on the gift of that kiss .. his breath caught there in his throat as he tore his lips away.. the kiss ending a little abruptly.. his forehead came crashing down to her shoulder.. - .. Fuck, Trinity.. .. he groaned.. his hands lifting from the curves of that sweet ass of hers.. finding the dip of her lower back.. his arms suddenly snaked around her.. crushing her chest against his.. her frame as a whole pressed flush.. tight.. she would be able to hear his breathing a little more forced.. the heat of his body overall had risen considerably.. how was this even happening? How did he manage to get a sweet innocent little dove into his home.. into one of his rooms.. let alone.. into his heart.. how simple would it have been to just pick her up.. to throw her back on the bed and just plough right into her? How many opportunities had he had over the past.. hmm.. twenty four hours to do just that.. but no.. no he couldn’t.. he wouldn’t.. he didn’t want to hurt her..his cock was not abnormally large.. but it was a fair size indeed.. and judging by the way her inner core squeezed the living heck out of his two thinner fingers.. he knew he was in for one hell of a ride.. no he would reel it in a little.. hold back until she was completely comfortable.. allowing her to take the reigns.. to lead this little scene just where she wanted it to go.. just like he didn’t want to hurt her.. he didn’t want to shock her either.. and he knew all to well some of the more depraved things he had done over his time so far.. his lips found her shoulder.. his tongue.. the barest tip of it slid along that curve till it met with that little sweet spot where it met her throat

(04:01:19 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. and he’d bite down..his cheeks drawing inward to draw that blood to the surface.. to bruise.. to graze at that sweet tasting flesh.. before he’d lift his head.. his forehead pressing against hers.. his gaze boring down into hers.. that breath continuing to hitch.. to catch.. - .. you’re making this oh so very hard.. . he’d whisper.. his lips lightly brushing against hers with every word spoken .. his tongue snaking out to trail just along her upper lip… before his teeth would latch onto her plump slick lower.. he’d tug upon it playfully.. his hands had since fallen to rest there upon her hips.. massaging into the soft heated skin..- .. do you realise what you’re doing to me?.. Do you realise how badly I need you right now?.. .. his chin lowered a little as that tongue dipped into her mouth once more.. curling to trace its way just along the inside of her lips.. - ..I have no energy.. I am weakened.. spent.. completely drained and yet.. given the chance.. .. he’d dive in claiming her lips once more.. just a quick taunting kiss before it would break- .. I’d fuck you all night.. and well into the next morning.. .. his body shuddered beneath hers.. she had to have felt it.. his gaze lowered.. falling to her lips.. watching as they glistened in that moonlit room.. he really couldn’t help himself.. desiring so much more of them.. from them as he once more locked his lips onto hers.. invading that apple tainted mouth.. those sweetly spiced heated depths.. god damn she tasted so very good.. it was making his body stir.. he would lift her hips a little.. inching them closer by sliding them along his thighs.. till he could feel the very slick tip of his cock just drumming there at her entrance.. would he pause there and wait for her permission?.. Could he pause there.. really?.. were it even a possible act for him to hold back any longer than he already had.. this right here was the epitome of sexual frustration..he had to have known the longer he made himself wait the harder it would be.. and hard it certainly was.. rigid.. like a steel bar.. and by god did it ache.. their lips parted and a shuddered breath washed across her lips.. he remained there.. so close.. face to face.. gazes locked.. it was as if everything else in the room simply faded away.. off into the inky darkness.. the sun however was beginning to rise.. so it wasn’t quite as dark in there as it was before.. they would be gifted with the view of one another.. properly.. he did pause.. he did wait.. a moment.. perhaps two.. maybe even into the count of five.. before the grip he had upon her well curved hips would tighten.. he’d pull her down to him as his ass lifted up off the bed to meet her.. thrusting that thick hardened shaft into her..before they were in all senses of the word.. one .. his lids snapped closed and he groaned so deeply.. so fiercely .. forcing a breath through his gritted down teeth.. Good god in heaven she felt.. incredible.. searing hot.. supremely smooth and so unbelievably slick.-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *It would be funny in a way, to see herself as he did, as something sweet and delicate. She had seen herself enough times in the mirror to think she was nothing especially rare or fantastic… But for some reason when she was with him, he made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the world, where everyone else would pale in comparison to her. It was such an amazing feeling, that warm soft little glow on the inside of her heart that he put there would just make her feel like she was floating. When she whispered to him in Gaelic, it was from her heart… It was spoken there from the core of her being. It wasn’t that she thought he would understand it or be able to speak it… She had said it because that was a gift for him, words that she carried in her heart, secret and fragile… Gaelic was such an old language, even now, one that few people understood and fewer spoke, but there was magic in those words, musical and enchanting. She knew he would understand, perhaps not the words, but the meaning behind it would be clear… After all, Ace listened to her…not her words only, but the meaning behind them. When he had lifted her, she could feel the end of his arousal there on her ass, just brushing the undersides as it teased and taunted her there. You were by far a deal bigger than anyone she had ever been with before, but it didn’t scare her, no, it aroused her even more. She had fantasized, wondered, dreamed about what it would be like, to feel that bare hot skin in her hand, that marbled shaft that pulsed with heat and lust… She had gotten just the slightest idea when she had stroked him lightly with her hand, her fingers too small to fully grip it and that had driven her quite mad with desire, wanting to feel that heated, heavy phallus inside her, filling her to the brim. That rod was a scalding brand against her skin and she relished every throb of it against her inner thighs, wanting it so badly she knew it would never be a lessening desire. She would always crave him, in all ways she would always want him. Another shift would send that rock hard cock right across her core, causing her to buck against him, a sweet little cry of surprised pleasure ripped form her throat. That heat there against her own, that solid maleness pressing into her made her want to scream with desire, to take it all no matter how tired Ace was. When he agreed to her words, those sweet whispers before his lips found hers had her go into a state that was almost tantric. Everything was felt at a scale she had never known before, so much more exquisite and sweet and utterly addictive. He wasn’t the only one suffering from desire, that pressure building up… She had never wanted to kiss anyone like this, never once had she thought that something like this could ever feel so poignantly erotic and yet so sweet that it could break her heart. She could taste the rain on his tongue in his kiss, the cool clearness of it along with the tea they had been drinking, a bit of bread there along with something else, something sweet and dark… It fit him though, to have him taste like something so darkly sweet and forbidden. She could sit there all night, drinking from his lips, needing no sustenance but the taste of his tongue and that sweet darkness that was the essence of him. The hand in her hair was only adding another level of pleasure, of delight to feel him there, against her scalp and through her locks, knowing they would wrap around his fingers in caressing curls. She wondered somewhere it the back of her mind if it were possible to feel as though one were burning up, completely aflame, yet be unharmed by the heat? She was on fire for him, because of him, burning up, so sweetly hot from the desire they were coaxing out of one another. It was so perfect, so ideal, so charged… It was as if they had been lovers for years rather than their first joining. No awkward hands or fumbling motions, no strange silences or uncertainty between them. They each knew on the most primal, instinctual level what each other wanted and give it freely, gladly, with abandon to the other. Her hands were all over his body, seeking out his pleasure spots, to stroke, massage, caress, scrape and grip them. Those delicate fingers would trace the intricate patterns of his muscles beneath his skin, testing the strength there before he began his assault of her body in earnest. When he had lifted her against him, pulling her tight, flushing his flesh with hers while their lips consumed each other, she bit down on his lip when he began to guide her to ride his cock. That grinding had her cried out her pleasure into his mouth, her body arching into each stroke, bucking there against him as her fingers found his shoulders and gripped them hard enough to leave crescents in his skin. When he broke the kiss she gasped, inhaling , her body shaking there against him, fairly vibrating in his arms. She was nearly panting, her fingers still digging into his shoulders, holding on to him to keep her from flying apart in pleasure. Hearing her name on his lips in those moments made her groan in pleasure, her shoulder soft beneath his forehead, relaxed yet shaking. There would be no way of missing the fact that she was so primed, so ready for him that if he didn’t take her soon she would black out from the pleasure and want of that complete satisfaction. She felt him pull her closer still, her chin coming to rest against his cheek, her delicate whimpers coming out as soft puffs of air against his temples, her lips dancing over that flesh there, tasting him in his skin. That sweet seduction of her neck, that teasing, flirting tongue that dances along her neck only to get to the joiner where he would bite down. She arched hard into him, nearly losing it and cumming all over his lap from that sharp sweet sting of pleasure, a sweet startled moan ripped from her lips that was high and melodious. She fisted her fingers in his hair, holding him there against her flesh until he moved, saying she was making it hard on him. Just that alone made her groan with pleasure, her hips lashing at him oh so sweetly, arching and sliding that shaft again her sweet hot cunny, building up that amazing friction that was pulling her closer and closer to the edge. The kisses were just another level of pleasure to the event, the way he manipulated her rosy pink flesh of her lips was just another point of skill for him. She didn’t hesitate when that tongue dipped to trail along her bottom op, to tease her, she would lean in and bite hit bottom lip, drawing it out between her teeth slowly before he would speak, asking if she knew what she was doing to him, how badly he wanted her. She could barely talk around the sweet husky notes of pure lust in her throat, coloring every word with the heavy brush of passion. When his tongue dipped into her mouth she wouldn’t release it so easily as that, no, she pulled it in, sucking on the tip of it in the most maddeningly seductive way possible.*<

(05:27:58 )
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§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
: Ace).*”How…about we…make love tonight…sleep…then do it all over again in the morning? We…have all day…to test your…theory…”*She was panting, short sweet little gasps that ended on those little whimpers of desire that was riding her like the devil himself at this moment. She thought she was simply going to die if you didn’t sink into her already, they had been denied so often that she wasn’t sure either of them could stand any more resistance to the act they were both craving more than air. When he adjusted, aligned himself with her, she cried out in her joy, her expectation, her core fluttering eagerly at the waiting shaft like a hummingbird going from flower to flower. She didn’t want him to wait, she was whimpering, begging for it with her body, every arch, every lash of her hips was a silent plea for satisfaction.*”Ace! Please…!”*She whimpered, pleaded against his lips, her whole body vibrating like a tuning fork. Her eyes were lost in the sea of his own, those dazzlingly bright jade colored eyes flashing, sparkling, lit from within as she watched him though the haze of passion and lust. Finally he took pity on her, driving that steel hard cock within her to the hilt. Yes he was big, oh god yes! But it didn’t hurt, no stinging or pain… He had spent hours arousing her, teasing and tormenting her, keeping her almost on a constant edge of sexual arousal. When he sunk into her, it was imply a culmination of all those sweet erotic moments. Her body took him willingly, fluttering about him as she fit him so tightly, as if he had finally found his home there within her. They were perfectly shaped together, Ace’s shaft was perfectly proportioned for her frame, the head coming up to rest right at her core, nestled in as deep as he could possibly get inside her. It was so sweet, so perfect that her cry of pleasure was one long, sweet note of joy, part moan, part pure and utter adoration. She could hear him, his cry of pleasure with her, knowing that it felt just as right to him as it did her… There was nothing else to say, to explain to do… They were a perfect set, they fit together so seamlessly, so absolutely perfect it was earthshattering. She would hold perfectly still, her body wrapping about him so hot and tight, the muscles within her so finely attuned and so utterly aroused that he could feel each pulse of her core, each grip of her tight honeyed walls pulling him in, holding him deep in a caress that would drive a man utterly mad with want. She leaned forward just enough to capture his lips beneath her own, to suckle from that full lower lip like a starving little nymph before dipping her tongue into the corner of his lips, to tease, flick, taste before entering that hot decadent cave of his mouth. Her hands planted on his shoulders, anchoring herself and him together as she began to slowly, sweetly, seductively undulate on his lap. She would rock her hips temptingly, each rise and fall of her hips at opposing angles to endure they both got the perfect amount of friction that would drive them both off the edge of the world and into the waiting arms of the heaven of pleasure. When she would lower herself, she found the perfect, sweetest little angle that would rub her little pearl against him, building that pleasurable friction even higher, hotter, till she knew she wouldn’t last might longer at all. She would release his lip, breaking the kiss to look into his eyes, resting her forehead against his own, nails digging into his shoulder, scratching, welting the skin there. She could barely talk around the moans that were falling from her lips with each sweet stroke of her core along his cock, but she wanted him to know.*”Ace… I swear… When I cum…hold me down…I don’t want to…push you out… GOD you feel…so good!”*She would continue to ride him, so close to that peak that it was a searing white hot heated coil of desire in her. If he decided to send her over that edge himself, she wouldn’t voice a single complaint at all, in truth she wanted him to take control over those last few moments, to send her over that edge like a firework into the summer sky.*”Ace please… fuck me… I want you…to make me cum…Please…please-please-please!.” *Her hair was disheveled about her shoulders and back, a few strands falling down the front to play hide and seek with her nipples, a few strands cloying to her skin with it’s thin film of sweat, her whole body radiating that hot, searing heat. When he did take over, she would rock atop him, following his lead, his desires perfectly before she would shatter, her whole body shuddering as she convulsed atop him. She cried out your name again, her orgasm, this pleasure, would always and forever be linked with that name.*”ACE! OhmigodYES Ace, Yes, Yes yes!*As before she would coat him, but it wasn’t the slick nectar that mattered, but what she was doing internally. Those slick searing walls would convulse like a vice, shuddering and shaking along his cock, pulling him deeper and deeper. If he didn’t hold her down, force her to ride it out, he might be forced out by those extraordinarily tight walls that were milking that cock as if the very essence of his passion were the only thing in the world worth having, urging him onto an orgasm weather he was ready or not… He had willpower though, he could fight back those perfect, insistent, tight ministrations of her walls as she game all over him, but that was entirely up to him..*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: Trinity ..her words on them making love tonight.. resting and then going at it again come morning caused his heart to seize right there within his chest.. he swallowed harshly all in effort to remove the lump that continually kept forming.. she was a wriggly little thing there upon his lap.. writhing.. rocking.. bucking.. arching.. her inability to remain still was one hell of a tease.. she kept pressing down against him.. rubbing as her thighs parted that little bit further.. good god such sweet torment.. her whines.. her cries.. her begging just kept pushing him.. he would hold her there.. he would keep her on that proverbial edge for as long as he himself could handle it.. it was an action made out of desire.. not a lack of care.. he wanted her to understand that need.. that true want.. he wanted her to understand that it was ok to just let go and let someone else take the reigns from time to time.. from what she had told him it was pretty much her.. all the time.. acting out the pleasures of others regardless of what it was she wanted.. and that was going to stop.. right here.. right now.. he was going to make sure she enjoyed every mere moment of this little affair.. she had done well to snag his lower lip. To tease and taunt him with her kisses.. her tongue.. it was like nothing he had ever experienced.. he was actually quite greatful he had waited to claim those lips of hers.. it just made it all the more sweeter.. deeper.. passion and lust filled.. his body much like hers was on fire from within.. just begging him to break free of it’s restraint.. to just take her.. his shudders continued..meeting her delicate vibrations.. both their bodies were alight.. sparking.. begging for the attentions from their respective partner.. and it got to a point there where he just could not take it any longer.. thrusting that hardened length up into her slick wet core.. he couldn’t supress that pleasurable groan.. that white hot hiss that was forced through his gritted down teeth.. - .. Fuck Trinity.. .. he almost growled.. his head rocking back.. the hold he had upon her body tightened.. his fingers there upon her hips.. her thighs curled inward and dug into her sweet softened flesh.. - .. God be damned you feel so good.. .. and it was the truth.. she did.. her soft supply little body in his hands.. in his arms.. resting there atop his lap.. whilst he was buried deeply within her.. her inner walls were pulsing.. vibrating as they circled his hardened shaft.. he seemed to fit just perfectly.. stretching her only mildly.. filling her completely.. he felt her arms tighten.. her hold upon him.. her nails leaving those crescent marks upon his skin..his head rocked back.. his breathing had become all the more deeper.. longer though a little bit faster.. he looked to her.. his gaze clouded with unadulterated lust .. she was an exquisite little thing..he really didn’t want this to end anytime soon.. he just wanted her to remain there for a time.. still.. just the sounds of their deeper breathing.. the steady beats of two hearts slowly going insane.. he slid one hand up the length of her back as she began to rock those precious hips of hers.. every move she made he met her half way.. when she pulled back to withdraw that rod like length he would thrust it all the more deeper.. sending her off queue .. off kilter a little.. he’d slowly lean forward forcing her upper body to on a slight angle backward.. her chest arching out.. her hair toppling down to hang there loose.. his lips would find that soft supple valley between her breasts.. trailing his tongue along it.. before once more blowing his rather hot breath across it to cool her sweltering skin.. from this angle he’d take from her lead.. lifting his ass up off the bed a little to enable him to be able to thrust.. to withdraw.. to inch that little bit deeper.. and every move that was made.. every glorious fucking motion was met with one of his own deeper growling sounds.. his breathy groans.. - .

(07:47:03 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: Trinity >. You can beg all you like honey.. .. he’d force through gritted down teeth as she asked of him to hold her when she came- .. there’s no way I am letting you go.. no way.. .. he whined softly.. his eyes would fall to settle there upon those well rounded breasts of hers.. that perfect little swell.. watching them bounce .. watching them ripple with every rock of their doing.. he’d latch his teeth on her right hardened nipple.. assaulting that sweet little bud with his tongue.. circling it.. tugging back upon it.. before he would move to perform much the same action on it’s partner.. he could taste the sweetness of her sweat .. that soft salty nectar ..the pair of them were coated in that thin film.. it was unavoidable.. yet the room was far from heated.. with the window open if anything it was quite cool.. but they had gotten themselves into such a highly aroused state that they felt as if they were burning alive.. his tongue trailed up a little higher as he drew her upper body back toward im.. crushing those perfect little tits against his chest.. he’d once again claim those lips of hers.. his free hand managing to slide up to tangle itself within her golden curls.. gaining a firm hold upon her scalp.. the kiss was a little disjointed.. a bit brash considering it was filled with sudden gasps.. with moans.. with whimpers and quiet lust filled cries.. he could feel her body shuddering atop his.. he managed to inch his way toward the very edge of that bed.. planting his feet down upon the hard wooden floor boards.. it would give him that little extra added support.. he wanted to help her.. she begged so.. so sweetly for him to make her cum.. for him to take those reigns and fuck her.. and who in their right mind could say no to that? Certainly not him.. - .. God.. . he growled.. another shudder would ripple through him as he suddenly lifted her from the bed.. his hands gripping firmly upon that succulent ass of hers.. before she’d feel that bedding at her back.. her thighs parted.. her knees high at his sides.. he never withdrew from her.. not during the entire motion.. he did however remain standing.. and his hands falling to her knees.. holding them in place as he did just what she asked.. he fucked her.. thrusting with a renewed wild abandon.. he couldn’t even be sure just where he pulled that energy from.. only moments prior he was completely spent.. and what a sight he was gifted for pushing through as he did.. that supple little body of hers.. those breasts bouncing upon her chest..her hair.. those golden curls splayed out upon the covers.. his back arched in fiercly as his cock stroked her inner core.. tormenting both her and himself.. he knew full well he was not going to last much longer himself.. that pressure deep down within him was rising at a rapid rate.. her cries struck him like a lightning bolt.. he could feel her convulsing as the climax rippled through her so very fiercely ..when her slick wet walls drew in.. constricting his shaft.. with that vice like grip he stiffened.. he thrust that little bit deeper.. before he just fell.. he released the hold he had upon her knees.. his body collapsing atop her own as he growled so very deeply.. his forehead pressed to her shoulder as he coated her from within.. his teeth grit down.. his breathing left to be little more than short sharpened gasps.. normally he might well have been able to fight it.. to roll with those torments.. but after the day he had had.. oh there was no chance in hell.. his body wouldn’t allow him to continue.. as much as he would have loved continuing.. holding back earlier too its toll..his cock continued to pulse to spasm deeply within her.. he anchored there.. as much as her body tried in earnest to force him out.. he wasn’t having any of that.. he gasped for breath.. trying to catch it.. his heart had just about lept out of his chest.. his body was covered in sticky sweat.. - .. oh.. .. he whispered in a rather hoarse whispered tone- … my.. god.. .. an effort would be made to lift up from her but his arms just weren’t going to do it.. -

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§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
: *She wanted to stretch out these moments here, the sweet little seconds of time that held such importance to her, such value… They offered her so much more than just pleasure though there was enough of that in those moments for her to last a lifetime on, that much was guaranteed. No, there was more to it than just that, there was a freedom there in his arms as their bodies flushed together, touching, sighing… She would have never imagined, never thought a moment in her life that something like this could be so intimate, so heart wrenchingly sweet… It was unlike anything she had never known before, rather like being free but land locked all at once, feeling the world sway and buck around her like a ship on stormy seas… She felt no fear though, no hesitation, nothing but that absolute perfection of the moment. Being atop him like this gave her a full and beautiful view of him, the way his body moved and flexed, those rippling muscles as he drove home so deep inside her she wondered if anything could ever feel so complete. She knew there was no going back, that moment he impaled all her feminine softness on him masculine girth that she would never, ever be able to go back… He felt so perfect, so utterly right inside her, filling her so perfectly that she had wondered how she had existed there without him for so long. Their bodies merged, fused, became liquid almost as they responded so utterly flawlessly to one another, as if they shared the same mind, the same body, residing within each other’s passions. She was lost watching him there, the way he shuddered beneath her, feeling each liquid tremor rip through him, received and returned in her own body. That exposed neck called to her, that strong flesh dotted with his five o’clock shadow… She would lean in, to press her lips above the pulse point in his neck, to flick her tongue in the dip of his clavicle before biting down on that muscle packed flesh were his shoulder met his neck. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she felt her teeth sink into the strong muscle there, leaving perfect indentations of her teeth, her canines such sharp little things, dipping into his skin like twin points of pleasure. Your words were pleasure to her, to hear you loosing yourself to the moment as you had led her to, to utterly surrender… She had never heard such sweet sounds before, they drugged her senses, bringing out every soft, feminine quality she possessed. She couldn’t utter words, her lips couldn’t form them, her tongue too heavy, to sweetly numbed to allow something like that. She could only moan out her pleasure for him, letting him know just how much she loved hearing those words on his lips. Lord, who wouldn’t just about die hearing such claims of adoration and pleasure in such an intimate act? Those words just pulled her deeper still down the rabbit hole, into that land of fantasy and pleasure where all things were possible. She tried to remain still there in his laps, to let her body adjust to the sudden invasion, that fullness… She couldn’t though, oh that would be akin to asking her to leave his side and never come back. He had brought her to so many different planes of pleasure, showed her a world that she had never known existed… Asking her to stand still when everything in her body called her forward, to motion, it was an impossible task. She released her biting hold on his neck, to look at him, to see his emotions there in those sea tossed eyes… The lust there did her no favors, it was like pouring alchemists fire on her inferno of passion, it just made it burn so much hotter, fiercer than she had ever thought it was possible… Surely this was what the poets wrote about, all the songs that were sung were because of this moment… Oh, but how their words paled in comparison, what poor shadowy substitutes for the action emotions themselves… She had never felt so grounded by a moment, so utterly tied into it as if it were the veins in her, pulsing and throbbing with every beat of the seconds that slid by. That stroking of his, the way he would tilt that rhythm just off, just slightly adjusted would drive her wild, her thighs gripping him like silken clamps as her eyes slid closed, her head rolling back there to rest, exposing every inch of her neck and chest to his view. He was playing her like his own personal little guitar, tuning her just so perfectly that the pitches of her cries were nothing more than a sweet song of accompaniment. No wonder the women were outraged and jealous, if he was like this with all his lovers she could see women going stark raving mad when he would lose interest... She didn’t think he was like this with everyone… This was too special, too rare, too perfect for it to happen with just anyone… She felt utterly and completely secure in his arms, as if she were a part of him… She dipped back for him when he leaned forward, her body arching sweetly before him, her hand sliding down to grip his forearms. It was so reminiscent of the way he had dipped her during their dance, her body instinctively knowing to give him just what he was asking for, what he wanted her to do. Oh how she loved it, to sway and dance at his guidance, the way he handled her so perfectly. She felt that hot tongue against her skin, causing her to shudder there in his lap, to spasm about him so sweetly. She cried out softly when he blew against her skin, that sweet coolness bathing that little trail his tongue had blazed across her skin, causing her to break out in goose bumps. She could feel the shift, her body bowing to his, handing the reigns of pleasure over to him with willing abandon, each thrust going just that much deeper, spearing her to the core, to the depths of her soul. The mattress beneath them was getting quite the work out, dipping and cradling them, her knees pressing into its soft depths as she rode him so sweetly, giving and receiving that pleasure, that sharp pointed sting that sunk so far beneath the skin.

(14:35:19 )
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§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
: . She couldn’t stop her body from gripping him, her hands everywhere, dancing across his skin, clawing at it when the pleasure peaked so strongly that it brought out those feminine, feral like cries to blend in, to match, to tune in with his own. Good God she had never heard anything sweeter than those growling sounds, her body completely and utterly his, oh how she was a slave to him. She cried out her approval, her appreciation at his words, his promise not to let her loose the moment when it came, and it was so, so close now that it felt she was going to crawl out of her skin with that pressure burling, that coil winding ever tighter inside her. When he latched onto a nipple her hands instantly burring themselves in his hair, nails lightly scraping against his scalp as she gripped him tightly, holding her there against her full, perky little tits that would fill his hands perfectly. She felt like she were so utterly electrified, as if every touch of his was full of a static charge that made her respond, pulling every single atom of reaction out of her. Surely she would die after this was done, fall into a little pile of ash that would float out the window like fairy dust. Those kisses were stronger than absinth to her system, like liquid heaven that packed a punch from hell. She felt the reckless disregard in that kiss, the sheer passion of it and she responded in kind, bruising her lips against his, feeling that strong warm hand buried in her hair, pressing her closer toll their lips were fused. They couldn’t keep it up though, oh no, things were so passionate right now, burning hotter than the core of a volcano about to erupt. She drank in his groans of pleasure, those deep growls that were so feral she could only respond with fierce, hot wantonness. Oh then that flip, that rotating of their bodies as he turned her, rolled with her on that bed till she was pressed flat into that gentle support. How he had done it without leaving her, without taking away that firm scaling heat inside her was beyond her, but she had to relish his skill, his strength, his raw masculine power. Oh God, she was blessed, gifted, spoiled rotten in those moments, utterly in awe of her lover. Her thighs drew up, opening her delicate little body more to him, spreading like a flower does its petals to the sun of his desire. She felt his hands on her knees, gripping her there as he had before they were interrupted, holding her in that open, raw, exposed yet utterly sheltered way. When he began in earnest, when he finally gave into the abandon she was already relishing and drowning in… A scream of pleasure was ripped from her lips, a cry to heaven as she bowed off of that bed, her shoulders pressed down into that mattress as she felt like she was going to explode. The fierce eagerness there only made her burn that much hotter, her nails gripping that bedding there, her eyes rolling back up in her head as she was swallowed up by him, loosing herself entirely as the world fell away from her in a glorious white wave of searing hot passion. She could hear, lost in that world, she sounds of their bodies colliding, their cries ripping into that still, silent spring air with their own kind of melody. She couldn’t help but imagine that somewhere out there, Fate was smiling down on her work, the completion of two once very lost souls… The feeling of his passion there, running along the entire length of her, pulsing and stroking along her core, pressing every perfect, sweet, secret spot… God how did he do that, manage to press every button she had hidden inside her, spots she had never known she had received his loving strokes with all the perfect pressure of her ideal lover, her perfect mate. She simply imploded, a star going super nova in the dark velvetine space of their lust. That orgasm made her heart stop, the world black out for several seconds. She came to only to feel something that dearly drove her mad, each pulse of his cock inside her, each throb as he found the same place as her only seconds afterwards. She could feel the searing heat of his cum coating her walls, filling her till no crevice of her body, of her very core, was left without the sweet mark of his release. He was so deep in her when he came, pressed right up against her womb, each explosion felt so acutely, so sweetly within her. Oh how she wanted to freeze those moments, to put them in a jar and hide it away, to go over and enjoy it over and over and over again… She had never known, never seen such a beautiful thing, where the moments were so perfect, so flawless… His words, the talk of God in broken, hoarse whispers… Oh she couldn’t doubt it, not for a single iota of a second… God had to be in there in those moments, there as something soo otherworldly, so perfect about the moment that it defied reality, it defied life itself… There should have seen something sloppy about it, some sort of error, a flaw, some sort of reality there, but there wasn’t… This was heaven itself, as immutable and beautiful as the sun. She relished the weight of his form, collapsed atop her, the sweet heat of it there. She could smell the lust, the scent of their heavy, wonderful pleasure like notes of music written upon a paper sheet. The scent alone would be enough to drive a saint to madness but to her, it was divine and she relished it, held it close to her senses, breathing as deep as she could to memorize every single note. Her legs came up slowly, sweetly caressing his sides as she made a cradle for him in her body, holding him close. She would gently run the side of her delicate little feet up the back of his thighs, massaging the muscles there, a silent thanks for supporting him, pushing him to give her that heavenly pleasure that had driven her to places she had never known. It had also put into sharp focus that thing she had been felling deep inside her heart, that soft, glowing sweetness, the warm fluttering that made her heart skip a beat… She almost had a name for it, a gentle idea of what it was, but if she spoke it…would it break? Would it shatter their moment together, this perfection that permeated her skin and flowed through her veins, replacing blood with pure sunlight? She held back those words that rested on the tip of her tongue, begging to spill past her lips the melody she was hearing in her heart. She wouldn’t do it though, she wouldn’t shatter the moment by saying it, not wanting to ruin any of this… She felt him try to get up on that bed with her, a soft smile on her lips. He would need her help, she knew, and she reached down, to lace her fingers with his own. It would take a bit of work on both their parts, her sliding back while holding him against her, tiny little feet digging into the mattress.

(14:35:36 )
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§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
: They managed it together, still so intimately locked, their bodies delightfully fused. Ace was so tall though that the lower half of his legs would still be hanging over the side of the bed, and a sight more beautifully sweet and touching she had never seen it before. Her hands would give his a gentle squeeze as she pressed feather light kisses about his head, his temples, just showering him with feather light presses of her lips. She didn’t think it would ever be so hard to not say something, to have a compulsion be so strong that it hurt her to hold it in, to keep from spilling out into the world… That she loved him… It was her own special little fairytale… She had felt the sting of the thorns that had pricked her, but no fairytale is complete without a shade of pain to make the sweeter moments all the more intense for it. She had heard about love at first sight; read all the stories and poems, seen it played out in a hollow shadow of the real thing in romantic movies… Oh how they had fallen short of the poignancy of the real thing… It was so much more amazing, earth shaking… It was like being in a pit of hell your whole life and suddenly being taken to Heaven, to know a peace and warmth that you could never imagine existed. She couldn’t bite them back, but she could keep them silent as her lips formed the words.*Grá agam duit”




...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he may well have thought he was utterly spent before the act even began.. but now.. that it had came to it’s final curtain he was struck by an all new level of exhaustion.. his heart was beating slightly irregularly .. he was having trouble catching his breath.. the day had just about ruined him.. what with their earlier scene.. that little tasting session upon the couch in the lounge.. that which ended with them in his room only to be interrupted so rudly.. and then to have to go help Alice.. to feel that crackling energy rake through his frame.. singing every sweetened sense he had.. before it all went to hell.. and he ended up back in that dark chamber with the guards and Nautilous.. generally when his soul.. for lack of a better term was torn from his body for such a meeting.. it just about rendered him useless when it returned.. an act that wasn’t remotely physicaly affected him greatly.. and yet he still managed this.. he still managed to take what he desired more than anything .. and he was certainly not let down by his choice.. she was utterly magnificent in all facets.. her body felt incredible.. her touches set his skin aflame.. her kisses were sublime.. this night.. or more so this morning wouldn’t be something he would forget anytime soon.. he knew that.. burnt deeply within his mind.. he had tried to pull himself up.. his hands planting down upon the softened covered only to have his muscles fail miserably.. he would then feel her moving..to help.. he shook his head a little- ..no.. .. whispered- . don’t…. don’t hurt yourself.. .. he’d exhale.. just pausing a moment.. he didn’t want her to exert herself more than she might have already done so.. he felt her fingers curling around his own.. he gave a gentle squeeze before he’d take in a sudden breath.. willing some strength from somewhere.. from anywhere he could have possibly managed to pull it..and it just happened to be enough to lift his sweat laiden frame from atop hers.. that heat of her body was suddenly gone.. and he felt the chill of the room as the light mornings breeze caught that dampness.. he parted from her.. withdrawing from those slick wet depths of hers with a mild groan.. he didn’t want to.. certainly not.. but he had to be at least a little bit practical.. slowly he rolled onto his side.. a not so delicate hiss sounded as he growled.. that raw angry rash on his side connected with the sheets as he moved to sit upright.. he twisted.. hoping to gain a better look at it.. exhaling.. long and deep.. before he’d turn to look to her.. reaching across.. brushing a few fingers across the curve of her cheek.. down along her jawline.. her neck.. her throat.. before his fingers settled there atop her steady beating heart..- .. Ill be honest, I have no idea whtat you just said.. .. he chuckled.. he sounded so so very tired.. his eyes were heavy.. but there was a smile there upon his lips that would have been one she hadn’t seen before.. - .. but they sounded.. beautiful all the same.... he twisted his frame so as his opposite side was able to collide with the bedding.. urging her little body to come up to lay infront of him.. the covers drawn soon there after.. he just looked to her after his head graced that pillow.. that gaze lingering for a time before he’d lean in to leave behind little more than a light brushing of lips.. before his body wouldn’t take an ounce more of it.. and he’d just drift off.. -

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Ace had fallen asleep long before she had, his poor body utterly spent from the exertions he had performed…. Just thinking about it made her blush, but it was a sweet sort of a sting, a little flipping of her heart in her chest as she watched him there. She had been curled against his chest, their bodies flushed against one another as she could hear his breath even into a deep steady rhythm along with his heart. She had never felt this way before, not at all, and it was a tender thing, really and truly as fragile as spun crystal there inside her chest. She would keep it hidden though, keep it deep inside until Ace was one day ready to hear it from her, that little confession of what she had never thought she could feel. She had rolled over to face him, to watch him as he slept, seeing those beautiful features relax into a soft repose. He really was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life, even the scruff on his face she just adored… She couldn’t really stand him being in pain though, that was something she couldn’t watch him go through with a clear mind… So while he slept, she did a simple surface repair, something light and utterly non-invasive… It wouldn’t heal it completely, no, she had a feeling Ace might get a bit upset with her if she did… She just…sped it up a couple of days… The raw open skin would be scabbed over in the morning, perhaps a bitch itchy and tight, but not raw and open, at risk for inflammation or infection. If she had her way, she would just keep him in perfect health and condition for as long as he would let her, after all, she hadn’t gotten that vicious reaction the first time so she was quite sure she wouldn’t ever get it. His DNA seemed to accept her slight invasions, her assistance as she helped his body increase his blood cell count, both red and white which sped up the healing. There was so much to do though, so many things to think about really, that she couldn’t really sleep. She knew she had to though, at least for a couple of hours. After all, with that window open and the light coming in would be enough to charge her batteries to full in a short time. She would just….take a nap… Besides… there was something really so relaxing about the entire situation that she couldn’t really resist the sweet lullaby of his heartbeat… She curled in against him, her arm wrapping about his chest as she nestled in close to him, using his arm as a pillow rather than her own… He was firmer true, but she could hear his heart beat in his skin, feel his heat against her that lulled herself off into that soft world of sleep and dreams…*
…
*She would wake up a few hours later, her body warm and utterly relaxed, a first for her in… well…ever… Oh what a difference that made, to wake up utterly comfortable and warmed through to her bones… She was a bit off balance though, unable to recall right off the bat why she was so very relaxed… Then she felt Ace roll over from his side onto his back, causing her to open those eyes and watching that arm move to rest over his head blocking out the light from the window. She would slip out of that bed as quietly as she could, doing her very best to ensure that Ace wouldn’t be woken by her leaving his side. She padded over on silent feet to quietly close the window and slide the blinds closed, cutting off a majority of that light coming in and sending the room in a soft grey darkness. She needed to get them out of here… No matter how comfortable the bedding was, or how cheap the rent might be, she wasn’t going to stay here… Those girls had caused more than enough drama and suffering last night to last her well over a year and she wouldn’t willingly open her back to them for another dagger. Besides… What Ace had said… that he would kill them… No… That was the thing… She believed Ace would do it, and she wasn’t quite sure how she knew that, but she felt it down to her marrow that Ace never said something like that lightly. If he got so mad at them for saying what they did, what would he do to them when they went beyond that? She didn’t think those girls would let it go so lightly…in all honesty, she wouldn’t… She knew she had no hold on Ace, even if he had a very strong hold on her, and if someone had come in who caught his attention and was pulling him away from her, she would do all she could to bring him back to her. She could very well imagine those girls getting so much worse, and Ace wouldn’t hold his anger back forever, no matter how much she might ask him to. She knew what she needed to do, and when she wanted to do something, nothing could stop her from getting it done. She went back to the bed, lightly running her fingers over his brow, a featherlike caress before she would press her lips in a delicate kiss to his own. She had to look under the bed a bit, but found that shirt of his he had lent her and wrapped it around her small frame, rather than buttoning it, she crossed it about her so it looked like a drape styled dress than a mans shirt. She took the strap from the guitar and used it as a belt around her ultra tiny waist, tying it in a bow at the side. Those boots were on her feet in no time, and she had managed all of this without making very much noise at all in a cat like fashion. She undid the lock on the door and slipped out to the main area, to look for pen and paper. Thankfully, they weren’t terribly hard to find and she left him a note, telling him that she had gone to see a seamstress and get a dress. She would be back as soon as time would allow. She paused for a moment, placing that pen between her teeth lightly, pondering what else to put. After all, it would seem a bit odd to put down on the paper that she wanted to go house hunting with him, almost expectant and she couldn’t…no, she wouldn’t do that. Instead, she put down that when she got home, they should go out and have some coffee together and he could show her a few things if he felt able to go about town without too much pain. That feminine, sweet cursive of her writing would end then, with her signature at the bottom of the page with a simple x and o under her name. She slid the paper under the door, not trusting those catty little things to leave well enough alone. With that, she was out the door and on her way to the nearest tailoring shop. She arrive at one a few blocks away, opening the door setting the little bell jingling . It was the same one Ace had told her to go to, his hard gripped in her hand to show the seamstress.*


...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..she was still not entirely certain of what had happened the evening before.. her memory was akin to swiss cheese.. she recalled little bits and pieces.. bits and bops of the discussion that took place at the wharf between her and Chris.. and then of course Nautilous reapparing.. or.. did he? Her head ached.. no doubt about as much as that black little heart of hers.. Chris had said some pretty cruel things to her when she was seated upon that wooden decking.. hearing that Nautilous didn’t want to return because there was nothing worthy returning to.. yikes.. that was an all new kind of hurt.. one she hadn’t really ever Ever experienced before.. and usually things like that could be easily brushed off.. water off a ducks back and all that jazz.. but this one.. this one seemed to stick.. But then to throw a spanner in the works.. to see that figure in the surrounding foggy darkness.. this was where her memory got a wee bit patchy.. her mind was already fighting off the mixture of blood she was given by Chris.. but to then have a third.. his.. fully fledged.. even a drop of it when he kissed her.. well..she just fainted.. dropping limp like a doll in his arms..and then she woke up in a bed.. somewhere in some room at the Inn.. nothing made any sense.. and it was annoying her.. frustrating her to no end! She knew she had a job to do however.. and well.. it was something at least.. a reason to drag herself off that goddess be damned softened bedding.. she squeezed her little body into a deep richly coloured lace number.. it hugged her tiny frame like a second skin before she’d toss about a coat.. and make her way out.. her hair had fallen flat.. straight lifeless.. it floated behind her as she weaved in and out of the people traffic upon the street.. entering that little tailors shop.. it smelt of dust and oils.. cotton and silks.. the woman behind the counter looked up.. she knew full well there was no time for niceties.. for discussion.. Trinity was on her way.. and she’d be there soon enough.. time was closing in quickly.. the woman had to be disabled.. and quickly.. a pinch upon a nerve.. a slight blow to the head would have her hitting the desk harder than a tonne of bricks.. dragging her back out into the storeroom.. only then realising that she probably should have lead her out there first.. the woman weighed a tonne when she was passed out.. slumping the body over a small table.. she groaned.. straightening out.. loosing the coat.. letting it crumble to the floor.. a hand with fingers curled upon the womans shoulder would be all she’d need before like a wave of colour it would shift and her petite little frame would pulsate into that of the seamstresses.. wrinkles and all.. she frowned.. glancing down at her hands.. her sunspotted fingers.. the bell to the shop rang.. just in time it would seem before she would slowly make her way back out.. a tape measure dangling over the rounds of her shoulders.. a spakle of mischief in her eyes- .. Good Afternoon dear, what can I help you with today?

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *She had gotten more than her fair share of odd looks, but it was around ten in the morning so at least the streets weren’t so utterly packed that she would have felt like a walking sideshow in a very bad circus. In her time she might have gotten away with the look, a sort of Boho style that was still floating around on the frignes of popular style. Here though it was quite another thing, a lady simply did not run about with something THAT short on, let alone without a single decent stich of underpinnings. At least it wasn’t raining anymore, if she got caught out in a rain storm in that white button up shirt people would have seen a whole lot more of her than she would ever want anyone seeing of her! The storm last night had been vicious though, leaving puddles the size of small ponds, ripping tiles off of roofs where they lay shattered and broken down in the streets and sidewalks. A few windows had even been shattered from the pressure of the lightning strikes, leaving the pavement glittering like crystal here and there. That was just the small things, she didn’t want to begin counting the amount of broken limbs she saw here and there, the flower pots completely shattered and tossed about like a child throwing a temper tantrum. Really, it was all quite a mess, unlike anything she had ever seen before. Thank the almighty Wiki that all Ace had gotten was a bit of road rash on his side, because from the amount of damage she was seeing, he could well have been felled by a tree limb and she wouldn’t have known for hours and hours. Honestly, the fact that he had gone out to save that woman… She knew he did it because he had a good heart for all he tried to hide it… but still… To put his life at risk like that… She had known it was a bad storm, but this was a whole different level of dangerous. She didn’t want him risking himself like that… And if he decided to do something like that again, she would tail him no matter how mad he might get. It didn’t matter if he could never fall in love with her, if he could never tell her those words, never promise a future with her, she would never let him risk his life like that alone again. A pack of wild horses couldn’t keep her from it. She had come to a tree that had been completely uprooted, having to walk all the way to the other side of the street to get around it, crossing the way back to get on the right path again. These boots were starting to hurt her feet too, it was absolutely asinine but it was all she had. They were still damp from the rain yesterday when she and Ace had been caught up in it and the leather had shrunk so it was rubbing her poor little feet in some of the most uncomfortable places. She would likely have blisters if she didn’t get new shoes for the walk back. Maybe if she was lucky, she would be able to get a pair there at the store… But did they sell shoes and such things there at the seamstress store? Or was it only dresses? If it were…where was she going to get any sort of under things? Was that a whole different store as well? She didn’t know. She would make sure to ask the woman when she got there. Seeing it just up the street she was so happy to have found it, much of the city was still very much unknown to her and she really had no idea where most of the things were. She had heard the little bell ring above her head, thinking that it was such a nicer way to alert the store owner that someone was coming. The electronic bings and buzzes from her time were enough to make someone claw their ear drums out. She looked down then, hearing a feminine voice not too far from her. She caught site of her then, seeing a slightly older than middle aged woman, perhaps into her sixties…and really, rather adorable. She had always had such respect for elders, even if they had never shown her any. She couldn’t quite figure out why she did, but it was just something she had always done without having been told or programed to do so. A bright smile lit up her face then, jade eyes glowing softly as she showed her pleasure at being there. Brushing back some of that long golden hair from her face and tucking them behind her ears, she inclined her head respectfully to the woman.*”Hello Ma’am, I hope the storm didn’t damage your shop too much? It looks really…very frightful out there! I’ve come to see if you have any readymade dresses I could perhaps take home with me today? I’m afraid I don’t have anything that is very acceptable… I hope you’ll forgive me my ignorance Ma’am, this is my first time in a dressmakers shop…”*Another bright smile on her face as she began to look around and the dresses hung so neatly on the mannequin frames about the shop. She had seen several that were pretty, but none of them had caught her attention… That was, until she saw the frothy white little creation off to the side a bit to keep the sun off of it and yellowing the fabric. Her breath caught as she looked at it, mesmerized, drawn to it like a bee to honey, her feet leading her there of their own regard. The skirt was made of dozen of layers of tulle , giving it the appearance of being spun out of the clouds themselves. Over the top of the tulle was a sheer sort of satin or silk perhaps, she couldn’t tell the type of fabric off the top of her head. The back of the skirt was held up with a band of more of that same fabric with a beautiful bow on the back that was large but not overtly so that it would swamp her small frame. The top was a simple square neckline without any sort of sleves on it. A row of buttons went down the front, tiny little pearls each nestled in their little loops. Oh… She wanted that dress…. She wanted it so bad it made her teeth ache. She wondered what Ace would think, seeing her in something so utterly feminine and delicate? Oh bother him…it didn’t matter! She was taking that dress home with her right now! She turned to the woman, walking back to her side to present the card Ace had given her, holding it out with both hands in a very polite gesture.*”I was sent here by my friend, Mr. Ace… He said that you could handle all the arrangements, Ma’am. I wonder… Ma’am… Do you think that white dress in the corner there would fit me? I fear I am quite in love with it… If it doesn’t, is there anything else here you think might fit me or be made to fit in a very short time? I don’t mean any disrespect of course, but I would greatly appreciate having something today so I can be a little more…Respectable… And…Perhaps some underpinnings?”

...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. her attention would lift when you wandered into the store.. and she’d do her damnest not to laugh at your current state of dress.. just what was it you were wearing.. was it a mans shirt? With some kind of make-shift belt? And books that looked three sizes too small.. she shook her head just a little before putting on that pretty little smile.. she clapped her hands together- ..Oh good heavens no, we were very, very lucky in here.. no damage.. at least none that I have seen yet.. Not like the stores around us.. someone was watching over us.. I have that feeling.. right down to my bones lass.. right down to the bones.. .. she slid the glasses down a little further along her nose.. she couldn’t see worth a damn through those.. but the original figure had them on so she couldn’t go without them.. the whole look needed to be replicated right down to the laces upon her boots.. -.. hmm.. well we don’t have a Lot that I think that would fit you.. such a petite little thing you are.. you should eat more.. get that husband of yours to fill you up! .. she laughed.. it was light and airy as she wandered over toward you.. lifting the measuring tape.. holding it this way.. and then that.. taking light measurements in the air.. noticing you had fallen for that poufy white number.. rolling her eyes once your back was turned.. it figured really.. pure and white and all things goodness- .. It’s quite plausible that it would fit Lass.. .. she nodded- .. mm.. yes.. yes.. she nodded once again- .. it might be a little long but that could be easily rectified.. why don’t you go try it on.. .. she nodded.. stepping over to remove the gown from the mannequin it was on..- .. there’s a privacy screen just across there.. and if it does fit.. well then we can see about perhaps getting you something.. made.. just for you yes?.. something that would fit such a tiny wee figure .... she threw the tape back about her shoulders.. ushering you across toward that screen.. she could literally smell the sex on you..and that really wasn’t helping matters.. once you were safely behind that screen she would look down to the card.. rolling it between a few fingers.. she turned away.. expelling a frustrated breath as you continued to ramble on and on about this.. that.. and nothing in particular- .. We have several sets of those underpinnings in this shop.. I’m quite certain we will be able to find just what you were after.. unless it is something more.. specific you have in mind?.. and yes.. I know this.. Mr. Ace quite well.. I’m certain he will take care of the bill in good time.. you just decide on what it is you are after.. exactly.. and we will sort out the rest.. .. she slipped that card down into the top of hers.. her arms rose.. crossing there about her chest.. just when was she going to play this out.. now? Today? Tomorrow when she returned for her dress? She knew about the kiss.. she knew what could occur.. how simple it would be.. but was now.. was right here the right time.. something she would have to think further on-=

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *Perhaps in this instance, if someone did laugh she would have to accept it gracefully because in all honesty, she did look quite the sight, all clad in cast off clothing, odd’s and end’s really. In truth if it weren’t for the fact that her dress had ripped so badly yesterday, she would have found a way to wear it again and at least look somewhat decent but she had been forced to tear the whole damn thing off since it shrunk when it got wet. It had already been a bit tight to start with, made for someone with much less in the curve department. She had done her best though, sadly it was still… pretty bad. Honestly she looked like she was wearing children’s boots and her father’s shirt, with a belt she found in a closet somewhere. She watched the woman return the smile and felt a bit more at east here, grateful that she hadn’t commented or seemed to notice her…odd state of dress. She returned that smile and nodded her head, knowing all about those other stores that she had seen with patches of tile completely gone and others with windows shattered. It had been a bad storm, that was for sure.*”I must agree! There were a few stores just up the way that I saw who were missing entire store front windows. The roofs are in bad shape as well, that was such a terrible storm and it had come up and out of the blue so quickly! Still, I am really glad that your store remained unharmed. It would be a shame to lose all those pretty dresses I saw in the window. You do beautiful work.”*She was a bit startled when the woman came forward, a slight stiffening around her frame but nothing noticeable unless someone was looking very specifically for it. She relaxed a bit when she saw the measuring tape, realizing that she would have to have her inches taken and such to make sure everything would fit like a glove. Clothes here were so body conscious in a way that was unlike anything she had ever seen before and yet…it was not. In a world where jeans were so skin tight they left nothing to the imagination and t-shirts that were more holes than cloth, there was nothing hidden on the human body. Yet here, everything was fitted beautifully but not in a way that revealed all, only accentuated the female form. She had seen more than a few dresses that she had really thought quite beautiful on other women, seeing just how delicate they all seemed. Even a woman who was a bit on the bigger side had waists that were prettily curved. She could get used to this, she thought to herself, wearing such pretty things. She flushed that pretty peachy pink color when the kind older woman mentioned eating more, to have her husband feed her more. Oh lud, what a number that did on her heart! She had a moment, a vision, a wee little day dream of that future, but it was blown away as quickly as it came. Ace? Marry her?... There had been some amazingly sweet things shared between them last night, words that had melted her, stealing her heart and branding her in a way no programmer or technology brand could ever do. But… No… She couldn’t allow herself to even day dream about such a thing, pushing it away in her mind, locking it up tight and far away. If she even thought about it, when it never came to pass, a part of her heart would be dreadfully broken and bruised because of it and that wouldn’t be fair to her or Ace. She gave a soft, light laugh, trying to brush it off as she spoke.*”I’m afraid I don’t have a husband ma’am… But I probably should eat more, I suppose you are right on that. I wonder what places there are about here to eat at. Do you know any good places?”* A kind shift of topics, trying to take the attention off of her lack of a husband or any other such attachment, instead shifting it towards a generalist sort of conversation. Besides, she really didn’t know what places were good to eat at, no more than she knew where to go shopping at, or to pick up her coffee and other things that she wanted. As it was, as soon as she was done here, she would get back to where Ace was, hopefully he would still be sleeping, healing up from all that exertion he had been put through. She turned and smiled brightly at the woman’s words, her eyes lighting up like Christmas when she said it might work, might fit her. Oh she had hoped so! It had looked about her size really, perhaps a few inches longer in the hem than normal, but if she hiked it up a bit, it should work. She followed the woman, a simple, happy smile on her face as she saw the dress taken down from the doll it had been handing from.*”Oh, that would be too wonderful! Really, it is such a beautiful thing, it looks like something right out of a fairy tale book. Thank you so much, really, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this, truly, it’s wonderful.”*She would step behind that screen then, taking the dress from the kind woman to put on while they talked. Goodness, there was lace in there! Real lace, oh goodness… She hadn’t seen real lace in her life, and this was all hand stitched! She lost herself in the details of it, all those intricate little loops that formed the beautiful flower and dagger point lace. She sighed dreamily as she stripped down out of that shirt and the boots, hanging everything from the chair behind that little screen while stepping into the dress. *”Something made just for me, Ma’am? That would be lovely, but I am so unfamiliar with the dress style here that I am afraid I wouldn’t know what would be proper. If you would be so kind to help me pick a few things out though, I would greatly appreciate it. “*Pulling up the top over her delicately rounded shoulders, she began to fasten the buttons up the top. It would need taken in a bit at the waist, and it did need brought up about three inches, but it would be perfect for now. She could always come back later on and get all the alterations done when she got the other dresses. After all, she certainly couldn’t go back out in that shirt, lord, she’d be a laughing stock for quite some time. She came about the side of the dress, her fingers clutching all that wonderful satin and tulle, feeling the lace lining brushing against her legs. She felt like a princess in that dress, like she was the most beautiful woman in the world… It was amazing, the difference a dress could make for a woman, wasn’t it? She smiled at the woman then as she took a few more steps in.*”It’s gorgeous… I’ll take it… We can do the alterations later, if that’s alright with you? That way we can get all my measurements and such as well as the new dresses all in one go? I will take some of those underpinnings with me though, and a pair of boots, if you please? I fear my boots are quite beyond use… Over all, I think three pairs of knickers and a few braziers would be more than enough for me. Shall I come back in three days’ time and we can finish everything up then?”


(00:16:52 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: Oh you don’t need to be familiar with the style of dresses here.. That’s what I get paid for lass.. all I need are those measurements and a little bit of your time.. I can easily do the rest.. .. she nodded.. waiting.. the heel of her boot tapping against the wooden floor board.. she was growing impatient with this one.. just thinking of you busying yourself behind that shade curtain with all that lace and white tulle.. Oh the things she did for some people!.. even those that treated her like crap sometimes.. she pursed her lips together- ..Oh?.. You are sure?.... she blinked- .. You want to take it before its taken in?.. you’re no doubt going to get muck on it with the way the ground is out doors at the moment.. do be careful.. .. she nodded.. offering a concerned smile.. personally she couldn’t have given a single damn.. strip you down to your base levels and leave you bare.. that would work perfectly for her.. you were quite.. intriguing.. hot little body and all.,.everything appeared to be in the right place.. and you did smell good.. well.. that could have also just been the sex scent..fogging her mind up just a little..,it had been a little while for her.. well.. for most people really not that long in comparison.. but for her.. going a day or two without a good fucking seemed like an eternity..her fingers tapped absently across her stomach- ..Ill gather what you need.. just wait here.. .. she nodded.. slipping out the back.. the Original woman was starting to rouse from her absubt nap.. a quick knock to the head sent her deep down back into the land of nod.. she gathered up some smaller underwear.. teeny tiny little things that would have fit her really if she wore any.. pfft.. like she would,, and a pair of boots.. she’d return.. placing them down upon the desk..- .. Here you go, this should be everything that you need.. ..her head tilted a little.. watching you very closely.. she had decided to buy her time.. to make the whole kiss scenario wait a little longer than she first wanted.. expected…good things came to those who waited afterall.. - .. as for not being married.. Ha.. .. another light series of chuckles- .. You will.. In good time lass.. a pretty little thing like you.. yes.. yes of course.. just eat.. yes?.. Eat.. put some meat on those scrawny little bones of yours.. the men will come knocking.. yes yes.. .. she nodded profusely- .. I guarantee it~!

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She smiled at the woman’s kind words, really, she was rather sweet and just a shade scattered but in a cute way. She almost sagged in relief with the woman’s offer to help her get everything done, really, such a blessing. She would have a hard enough time just figuring out what sort of under pinning’s were needed for daily wear here, she could only imagine the absolute madness that would ensue with some of the fancier dresses…. Not that she would ever wear any. After all, evening wear was for the Opera and such, and she didn’t quite think Ace was the kind of man for coat tails and bow ties. Though she had to admit, if he ever did decide to wear them, he would most likely set hears to swooning left right and center with those looks of his. If anything, she would be lucky to be a neat little wall flower somewhere near the vicinity of his elbow. The idea made her want to laugh in a way, it was most certainly not the most normal little idea, but this wasn’t a normal day either. She felt like today fairytales could come true and she could catch rainbows in her hands.*”Thank you again, really, I would be lost without you Ma’am. Ace did say you were the best though, and I can see why he holds you in such high regard! Really, your creations are some of the most beautiful things I have ever seen, and you are so accommodating to a silly little thing like me. I can promise you several hours during our next date. I am on a bit of a time crunch, and indeed, you saved me by having something fit so well.”*She had stepped around and nodded her head softly, brushing her hands down that beautiful fabric of that white little spin sugar confection of a dress.*”Oh yes, it is but a few inches off about the middle, and the skirt is just a little longer than needed. The fact of the matter is ma’am, I simply can’t wait to take this dress for a wee bit of a walk. I will hail a handsom cab after I get to walk a bit and spare my dress the worst of it. I do promise to be careful, I hope you will as well? It’s a bit rough out there, I do hope you remain safe and guarded. There could be more damage people have not noticed yet and I would hate if something happened to you. You’ve really been so kind to me, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that. I’ll be sure to bring some sweet treats next time in thanks for you taking your time to help me with all this and all your understanding.”* She smiled and nodded at her, slipping behind that screen again to gather up Ace’s shirt, the boots, and the guitar strap. A bit of smart folding and such had it all in a neat little package with the belt making a little carrying pouch for it all. She smiled and took the other underpinnings wrapped in their tissue and in their little bags. She would slip a single pair out and slip behind that screen to put on the knickers. In all honestly, that lace against her bare skin was all too tempting and not in an innocent way at all! They fit though, which was wonderful because at least now she wouldn’t be flashing bum and such wearing Ace’s shirts. She had planned to get a few more things, but they would do. After all, it was just a couple of days and she had dresses to grab at the Nightingale along with her pay and a few other things. It felt so wonderful though, having clothes just for her, that she could call her own. She slipped on the heeled boots and found that with them, the hem barely dragged at all which was wonderful in it’s own right. She smiled, taking a few steps and found they were really quite easy to walk in. She caught the woman watching her rather closely, and she just smiled at her, keeping it polite. She couldn’t figure out why the woman was staring, but she figured it might have something to do with the reason why Ace was buying clothes for an unmarried lady. Well, honestly, let her think. Sadly, it wasn’t as if she could deny it, not after last night. Another smile and she nodded her head softly, holding the bags close to her chest as she inclined her head.*”Thank you very much for the compliment Ma’am, you really are very kind. I promise I will work on eating more. I wish you a good day, ma’am, and may the wind be ever at your back!”*With that, she walked over to the door, a happy smile on her face like a fat kid in a candy store. She would need to walk a bit before she got that cap, giving them the directions to the Nightingale. A short little drive there and she would go in and talk to the manager, getting everything settled. She had told them she would continue to work for them but had found living arrangements somewhere else. She thanked them for their kindness and took her pay, it was treble what she had thought to expect and she slipped it quietly into one of the bags. She would run up stairs, grab the robe and the two other dresses she had been given, stuffing them in the last bag before looking around that little room… It looked so different in there now, empty and cold, the bed a wee little cot and nothing more. Ace was right… there were perks in a soft bed… She picked up her comb and her little bar of soap and that was really it, there was nothing else in that room that really belonged to her. She popped out the side stairs, the same ones she had carried Ace up that fateful night, choosing not to deal with the women here, knowing that the things that would be said were going to be far from nice or flattering. She gave the last address, the one for Ace’s home and set off there. Over all she had been gone about an hour or so, and if she were lucky, he might still be asleep and she could sneak in and surprise him. Truly, she hoped he liked the dress… There was something about it, about wanting him to think her beautiful that had taken a spot in her mind. She made a quick stop along the way, a little tea shop to pick Ace up a few sweeties and some tea and, bless God, coffee and a percolator! All in hand, she arrived home, arms full of her days outing. She settled everything down on the couch, not wanting to wake Ace up since he seemed to be sleeping still. She started the oven and put the kettle on, sure he would want some tea when he woke up. Catching it just before it whistled, she had a pot of earl grey ready for him, a cup full with just the right amount of cream and sugar she had seen him use before. She would then slip silently into the room once more, closing the door behind her, cup in hand. She would sit on the side of the bed, brushing her fingers through his hair till he woke up from her gentle touches.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he had remained there upon that bed.. for the entire time she had been away.. he hadn’t even stirred when she moved.. his body was doing quite well to repair itself from the inside.. to regain every drop of energy he had spent .. and he had spent his quota and that of his next few neighbours.. her note remained there upon the floor.. he was still resting upon his back.. the sheet having slid down to nestle there upon his hips.. one palm beneath his head.. the other atop his lean stomach.. a gentle rise and fall of his chest would alert her to his breathing.. she however had other ideas and it would seem they wouldn’t have been allt hat original.. for the moment she skipped into that kitchen she’d find another doing much the same as her..her tiny frame perched upon the edge of the counter.. long sun tanned legs dangling over the edge.. tiny satin slippers upon her feet.. it was the blonde from the night previous.. she offered a somewhat awkward smile.. - .. Oh!.. I thought you had gone.. .. she slid down from the counter top.. her slippered feet lightly padding upon the wooden floor boards..she looked you up and down.. spying the rather poufy dress you had just chosen.. certainly different to the usual shirt combination she had seen you in on the eve just previous.. - .. nice dress.... she uttered with a click of her tongue to follow quickly after.. a quiet little giggle as she poured the hot water into the teapot she must have gotten from upstairs- .. I’ve got this by the way.. .. she turned.. pressing her back against the counter..her arms rising to cross there about her chest- .. You don’t need to stick around.. . she’d shake her head.. those golden locks shifting to tumble over her shoulders- .. infact if you go quickly enough you might just miss that walk of shame.. the girls aren’t due down here for a little bit yet.. . her head tilted.. her eyes just sparkled with mischief.. but her lips told of none.. they just smiled.. such a sweet smile.. butter wouldn’t melt- .. but only if you go now.. .. she’d whisper.. tapping a finger to her nose before she’d release another light airy giggle.. turning back to the tea pot as she turned it a few times.. then a few more times in the opposite direction- ..so be a good little thing.. yes? Trinity isn’t it?.... she nodded.. drawing the corner of her lip inward.. chewing absently upon it.. a sweet gesture that was sure to garnish all sorts of male attention when they were around.. Oh she knew how to play the game.. she’d done it often enough to make a job out of it- .. and just go.. before you embarrass yourself further..


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *When she had come out to make tea, she could have spit nails, honestly, she could have. She had approached silently, the soft rapping of her boot heels on the floor a gentle stucco rhythm. It was one thing to wear next to nothing when one had next to nothing to wear, but to simply do it because you wanted attention was so very tacky and low class. So, this was how they wanted to play it? Not content to simply leave her alone, oh no, they wanted to crucify her, burn her at the stake… She could understand it in a way, Ace was a very wonderful man in more ways than one and she could see the jealousy being bad enough to goad someone into being nasty. But this was just a shade worse than acceptable, or even understandable. This was just down right petty malice, and she had had quite enough of it last night to last her a good few months. She wasn’t a weak, frail little thing that couldn’t stand up for herself, who would always let people bully her or push her around. She had steel in her spine in more ways than one, and she had just about enough of this crap. Her voice was sweet and calm, quite friendly when she replied.*”Funny, I thought you had too…”*She returned with her own sweet smile. Damn that catty bitch though, she was just going to be like that, wasn’t she? She was going to regret asking Ace to spare them… right now she was half debating if there was a reason why she had even bothered.*”Thank you, there is a lovely tailor just up the street who makes wonderful dresses. I have an appointment with her in three days’ time to get some other dresses made, would you like to join me? I am sure we could have some tea and crumpets at the little shop near by it. I fear I have only seen you in that robe and I wonder if perhaps you are like me and lacking in some choices.”*There she thought, chew on that one you mean old thing. That giggle nearly made her twitch, made her bite the site of her tongue as she strove to keep her manners. Just because that woman wanted to be nasty, didn’t mean she had to be. Still, she was resisting the urge to drop the manners and rip into her like a pitbull on a steak. So, so tempting really. When the woman said she had it, as in making the tea and such, she tilted her head slightly, regarding her.*”The only thing you have, miss, is a very bad attitude and a nasty demeanor. I have nothing to be ashamed about, unlike you who can’t seem to spare a kind word for anything but your own vanity. Your friend almost died last night, and all you can think about is come down here to be nasty to someone? What do you think, I wonder, have I to be ashamed about compared to you? Can’t you think of anything, anything at all, other than being catty and nasty? I have done nothing to you, not said a single word to warrant your malice. You are entirely unjustified miss, and I think you may want to stop and think about what you are saying before you do any more damage.”*Sweet Lord Baby Jesus, let her keep a cool head and a civil tongue in her mouth. This girl was trying her and it would be all too easy to snap and flip a breaker. In all honestly, the only thing that kept her civil and sweet was the fact that Ace was sleeping there in her room, and he had been through enough drama in the last 36 hours ad she wasn’t going to add do it. Hell, the reason for most of his fatigue was for the simple fact that he had gone out in that storm to save one of those girls, and they should honestly be thinking about a good deal more than trying to make her stick her spoon in the wall. That last bit though… How the HELL had she learned her name?! Oooooh, that pissed her OFF. She nearly reached out to smack the ever living daylights out of that girl, oh she had wanted to so bad, God in HEAVEN she had! Her eyes narrowed at the girl, her brows furrowing deeply.*”Have you been listening at doors, Miss? I know I never gave you my name, and I am quite sure Ace didn’t either. I know you didn’t get it from my job because they don’t give out people’s names. That leaves me to think the only way you learned it was listening where you had absolutely NO business sticking your nose in. If anyone should be embarrassed, it’s you. I have heard enough of your bile and venom, miss, and I think if anyone needs to remove themselves from the residence, it’s you. I don’t care if you hate me, or if you are jealous of me, or what Ever it is that has driven you to be so catty, but you need to Grow Up. Do you think tearing someone down will get Ace to like you more? To love you? Do you think breaking the new girl is going to make him give you more attention? If you think that it will, you don’t know him, and you have no right even associating with him. You probably see him and just think, ah, there’s a handsome man and a skilled lover. Have you ever tried to look past that? To see? Because I am sure you haven’t, if you think this is going to work. For God’s sake, he went out into the storm last night to save your friend and got hurt doing it. Don’t you think you owe him at least THAT much, to just not be a… a…. a Oh! Honestly, if you were worth the effort I’d lash you up one side and down the other, but you’re not. I won’t swear at you because you really aren’t worth it. I won’t bring myself down to your level and slice at you like you have been me since I came here. If you wanted to make him Tea, that’ fine, I’m ok with that. I don’t own Ace…I’m just happy to be around him so long as he is happy for me to be around. I won’t be like you, be nasty, be catty, make someone else suffer for my own insecurities. When I do leave here, and I will, believe me, it won’t be because of you and the other furies up stairs slicing at me with meanness. It will be because I have found my own place of residence and independence again. Now, are you DONE, or has NOTHING I said sunk into that pretty head of yours?”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..the pretty blonde turned the pot of tea a few more times.. letting its contents steep a little bit longer.. and though her attention appeared to be on the kettle her eyes remained upon you.. squarely upon you..- .. He helped Alice.. not me.. .. she gave a light rather nonchalant shrug of her tiny shoulders.. seemingly quite uncaring of the whole thought to be honest.. even if she was the one to burst into their bedroom the night before and proclaim how worried she was for her darling sister.. perhaps giving you the thought that some of it was indeed a bit of a set up to get them separated long enough to get some words into that pretty little head of yours.. doubt could kill if it got deep enough.. her hand rose.. her fingers fanned as she did well to conceal her quiet laughter.. she leant across to lightly rap against the wall there..it sounded quite hollow indeed- ..Oh honey you are unbelievably precious.. we can hear everything.. Everything you say.. .. her brows furrowed as her features were laced with mocking concern.. she was laughing at you without actually laughing- .. it was quite entertaining last night.. after he had returned.. .. she drew the corner of her lip inward.. chewing upon it in that most utterly adorable way.. she’d push away from the counter.. her robe still pulled about her- ..your tears.. you were so.. So very upset.. Your voice.. your hiccups.. .. she mocked you then also.. her breath catching.. reaching to wipe away a tear that never existed- .. Do you really want to know how I know your pretty little name.. .. the gap that was there between the two continued to narrow considerably.. as she grew closer and closer.. - .. Oh.. My.. God Trinity.. .. she growled.. shooting you a playful wink .. a giggle following soon after.. - .. Oh he really does that so well doesn’t he.. just need to replace the name with another.. and it could have been anyone in that bed.. anyone at all.. . she let you continue.. to barrage her with all that nonsensical information that meant nothing to her.. and her features remained unchanged.. Nothing was hurting her.. it was like shooting at bullet proof glass.. she just continued to laugh.. that high pitched squeaky little giggle that went right down to the bones of someone.. yet oddly enough many males found it cute..Suddenly however the swinging door to the kitchen flew open..the brass hinges groaning under the strain and in little more than a blink of an eye precious Amber was up against the furtherest wall.. his arm outstretched.. his fingers.. thick long were flexed about her pretty little throat and her slippered feet were up off the ground.. she squeeked and cried out.. squirming.. her arms flailing around.. reaching to grab at his bare arms.. he had managed to slide back into his loose fitting slacks.. though remained shirtless for the time being.. her nails were scratching against his skin.. gripping… grabbing and clawing at him..but he showed no problem with it.. he was feeling nothing.. and if anything she should have been damn right frightened with the look on his face.. he was violently furious.. - .. What the FUCK Amber.. Seriously?!.. What the fuck.. do you not understand?!.. I told you and your sisters to stay the hell away from her.. .. his grip tightened.. this was clear as she seemed to struggle even more.. her eyes just about bugging out of her head as tears began to trail down her cheeks- .. You should be thanking her.. She is the Only reason.. and I mean Only reason you are still alive.. after the little stunt you pulled last night.. Keep your catty bitchy jealous remarks to yourself.. No one wants to hear them.. certainly not me.. It’s not endearing.. it’s not even remotely attractive..You right now.. You disgust me.... his words were all but spat out at her.. he growled each one.. his tone remaining slightly pitchy.. but so very dark at the same time..she pleaded with him to release her.. to let her down..- .. You go near her again.. and I wont hold back.. I wont.. No one will get in my way.. no promises.. no guarantees.. one day.. Ill just be the last thing you see.. .. he snapped DO YOU UNDERSTAND AMBER?! .. he suddenly yelled.. before she literally burst into tears.. the robe had disloged with all her wriggling.. the tie about her middle coming loose as it revealed what she had on underneath.. just a tiny pair of silk panties and a bra… though they weren’t the most interesting thing to see.. it was that of a rounded stomach.. or the Startings of one.. she pleaded with him to let her down.. her voice crackling as she gripped at his arms..she cried out that she was pregnant..and that it was.. his.. truth.. or another lie.. something to save her ass as she dangled there.. it was clear she was indeed pregnant.. but was it his?-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Her jaw literally fell agape at her words, her brows rising in unison at the level of shock she had felt on hearing those words. Surely… Surely she hadn’t just head that… But no….she had heard it clear as day… She took a step back from her, disgusted at what she had just heard, at the coldness, the utter disregard.*”I can’t believe… People Like YOU are considered the superior class… What a horrible existence, to have such a pretty face yet be so utterly rotten beneath it… God, I feel BAD for you… How much you must hate yourself… I am so, so sorry for you… Truly, I am… I can only imagine the hell you must live every day, knowing your insides can not match the outside… I will pray for you, that maybe one day, you can let go of all that hate…” * She shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest as if to ward off the ugly venom of the other woman, that coldness, that complete and utter disregard for not just the life of another person, but a sister, a family member. She turned her gaze to watch that hand lift, to knock on the very hollow sounding walls… Oh… Oh no… She felt stripped naked there, as if she were very akin to being raped in those moments… Damn them… How dare they go and listen like that?! Those moments were precious to her, priceless, beyond measure… Her first real joy in this world, her first freedom, her first kiss… To have them stripped away like that! It was beyond cruel, it was evil, pure, utter evil. She felt the burn starting in her throat, that lump there that threatened to choke her, to starve her of air. She could feel that sting move up, to pick at the back of her eyes, the starting of tears that this woman had no right to see. She fought them back, all of them, her arms wrapping tighter about herself, feeling all that joy turn to ash in her mouth, stripping the world of color around her till it was nothing more than a dull sepia tone. She shook her head, her lips trembling just so, the only give away to just how deep, how deadly those words had been.*”I take that back… I won’t pray for you, or wish you the best in this life, or any life… Anyone who can be as cold, calculating, ugly, vicious, depraved as you are…doesn’t deserve anything good… I have to struggle, every single day, to be the best person I can be, to live life to the fullest… Yet people like you… All you can do is spread around that vile acid in your heart, destroying anything good… I can’t even begin to imagine what happened to you in life that you let it turn you into something like you are now… I would have been your friend, I would have helped you if you asked… But I don’t think you have a heart to be a friend to anyone… I don’t think you can even be a friend to yourself… You haven’t made me angry… You can’t make me doubt Ace… All you did was make a single girl feel very, very sorry for you… Even if I won’t be the last girl Ace will ever be with, even if it’s only for a short time, it’ worth it… I get to see a part of him you will never know because you are so wrapped up in your own ugliness that you see it in everyone else too… I’m done hearing your poison, do what you want, I don’t have to heart it, or be around it.”*She shook her head, turning to go back to the room where Ace was sleeping, only to hear the sudden screaming of hinges that cut off the girls giggle mid-stroke. She caught only the slightest blur out of the corner of her eye before she heard the solid thunk of a body against a wall. Suddenly she felt like she was moving in slow motion, as if everything were going on at only a fraction of the speed it was going on at. She was trapped in that little quagmire of a time warp before that sharp snap of his voice jogged her out of her lock. She ran over to him, skirts lifted so she would trip on that hem. Ugh, she should have stayed to have it raised! If she had stayed but a bit later, all of this, all of this could have been avoided, and it was her fault! She came up to Ace’s side, watching the girl twitch and gasp against the wall. It was true, she deserved it, she deserved every second of it… But she wouldn’t have Ace do it… No…Not her Ace, she wouldn’t see him dirty his hands. Not for something like this, never for this. She laid a gentle hand there over his arm, giving it a soft, gentle squeeze, pitching her voice so that it would he heard over the girls voice. It was soothing, it was calm, serene… Her voice called out to him, and him alone, wanting him to hear her, to focus on her and only her.*”Ace, it isn’t worth it… Please… She isn’t worth it, none of them are…. Please let her go… Please Ace…For me… That’s all I’ll ask of you…”*Then she heard it…right at the tail end of it… She looked over to see that softly rounding belly, and she felt stabbed clean through… That had gone deeper than her words could… Ace… The father?... She didn’t look at him, she couldn’t… He could read her too well through her eyes, knew her thoughts that were written there for him alone. Instead, she turned to the girl and closed the distance, reaching up to loosen Ace’s fingers about her throat, one by one, until he had released her, letting the girl breath again. She then put her hands on the girls stomach, doing to her, much as she had with Ace… A simple scan, but rather than to heal or remove poison, it was a DNA scan instead… While she ran it, she spoke to the both of them in her sad, quiet voice.*”If it is his or not… You are going to be a mother, Miss Amber, and your conduct thus far has been appalling… People like you should not be given the gift of creating life, of being able to bring it into this world when so many of us will never know that joy… You are evil, Amber, and I feel very, very sorry for this Child…”*A few more minutes would be all it took for her scan to be complete, but not without cost to her. The palm of her hand had been burned badly, as if she had set it on a red hot stove. She hid her pain though, hiding that burned flesh against her skirt. She shook her head at Amber, dashing whatever dreams the girl might have had of roping Ace in to staying around.*”It’s not his… Ace is not the father… You’re about two months pregnant, so I would count back to who you were with at that time, and contact the father… I will say this though… A kind word of advice to you, though you have shown me none… Do not come near me again… I can not tell Ace what to do, or how to respond to you… But you WILL stay away from me…”* She then moved away from them, grabbing her things up off of the couch and taking htem into her arms before going to the door and walking out.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he had felt her hands upon his arm.. that soft delicate touch.. her words were there within his mind as she spoke them.. telling him that the girl wasn’t worth the trouble… to just let her go and be done with it.. and he did.. he wanted in earnest to just drop her there and turn to Trinity.. but that vicious violent anger had built up over the past day and evening.. and this was like the straw that broke the camels back.. he just couldn’t take it anymore.. how dare anyone ruin what has just happened.. he had woken up so relaxed.. feeling so comfortable there in that tiny bed.. though when he had noticed she had gone he got a little worried.. drawing himself up catching the note she had left.. the tapping on the wall is what caught his attention to what was occurring in the kitchen.. that’s why he came in when he did.. though when she uttered those words of pregnancy he just froze.. the grip he had upon her throat lessened considerably and he allowed her to slide back down that wall.. landing in a somewhat crumpled position.. he took a step back.. his hands rose as he raked fingers back through his hair.. scratching there atop his scalp.. he was without a voice at that point.. completely speechless.. pregnant?.. she was Pregnant?.. maybe it wasn’t his?.. she was a liar afterall.. and he wouldn’t put it past her to pull such a dirty little prank.. but he couldn’t deny that it was indeed a possibility.. they had been intimate on more than one occasion.. his hands slid forward once more.. this time dragging over his facial features.. he could see through the crack in his fingers that she was kneeling down beside Amber.. her hand laying atop that slightly rounded belly.. he was curious then as to just what was going on.. just what was she doing.. he leant back against the counter.. his arms falling back to his sides.. that anger he had.. that violence had just shattered as if it were a pane of glass someone had tossed to the ground.. though his heart was beating a million clicks a minute.. anxious he was most certainly.. surely not.. surely not a child.. he leant.. his hands gripping the counter.. his head dipped as he uttered ‘fuck fuck fuck’ under his breath..he shook his head.. he had gripped that counter so strongly that the wood had splintered under his hold.. just like the windows frame in her room.. he listened as Trinity spoke finally.. exclaiming that it was indeed not his child and his heart just about burst free of his chest.. he had a weight on his shoulders for all of maybe 20 minutes and it was heavier than almost anything he had ever experienced.. almost anything.. nothing could ever compare to that which he felt when he had thought he had lost her to Khorn..that was a complete new level of hell.. he watched her then as she picked up her things and walked right out of the house.. he paused a moment.. glancing toward Amber there as the girl sat on the floor tears running down her cheeks.. before he made his way quickly back out of the house and onto the street.. glancing about a little to track her down.. she wouldn’t have gotten far.. she’d Only just left.. managing to catch her just a little ways down the cobbled road.. his brash sudden movements had managed to knock some of those scabs off his side.. causing the cuts to restart bleeding.. to sting and scratch the underside of his arms a little.. - .. Trin.. Please.. Stop.. Wait!.. . he called out.. running to catch up to her.. his hand coming down upon her shoulder.. it would only be now that he would notice the dress.. the white lace.. the soft tulle like fabric.. the books.. everything.. he blinked a little.. - .. Wow.. uh.. .. he paused.. shaking his head.. his mind was lost then in a jumble of confusion.. he wanted to compliment her.. but he also wanted to talk to her.. to converse with her over what just happened- .. I.. uh.. .. he swallowed..his hand rose to rub across his brow- .. I woke up and you were gone.. .. his hands slid down into his pockets.. he was garnishing a few looks.. shirtless and bootless as he was..standing before someone who appeared to be a right proper lady of the court- ..I found your note.. so I.. and then the noises in the kitchen.. ..his brows furrowed- .. uh.. . there was too much to tell.. and he wanted to get it all out before she took off again.. he wanted to make sure she knew it all.. though the problem with that was he was telling her things.. in different orders.. like puzzle pieces.. all to a different puzzle.. he shoved his hand down into his pocket.. retrieving a key.. holding it out to her- ..a friend of mine has offered his home.. for....he wanted to say us.. he wanted so desperately to say us..- .. you.. well.. .. his hand went back to rub against the back of his neck- ..er.. .. hesitation.. a little awkward- .. well.. for us..separate rooms like.. in there.. but somewhere where it’s just you and I.. if.. you still.... his shoulders sunk he was making a right mess of this.. was english even his first language?-.. You look so beautiful.. .. he exhaled..

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had to wonder, if every day would be like this. These moments that were both beautiful and terrible, light and dark, pleasure and pain. She loved Ace, she couldn’t deny it any more than she could deny who she was. She had felt it last night when they had gotten so close, those beautiful moments together where he had made her feel whole and utterly complete. She had never felt anything like that before, as if she had suddenly been given wings to fly up and dance with the stars, to float among the clouds in rainbow laden skies. She knew it was in those sweet, pleasure laden moments that he had snuck in and stolen her heart, serenaded her delicate heartstrings until they bound to him, belonged to him. When that girl had said what she did, oh how it had cut, it had felt as if her heart were being put in a vice, squeezing the life out of it for nothing more than that girls enjoyment. She couldn’t fathom what she had done in her life to merit such pain in so short a time, to be given those moments of heaven only to be plunged into the depths of hell so shortly afterwards. She felt like a small boat, a little shell on a storm tossed sea, unable to get her bearings or lower the sails, feeling her heart give death like knells as the mast prepares to strap under another strong gust of pain. Yet still, in all that pain, in that dark black sea of sorrow, Ace was there, that light on the horizon, beckoning her home, to safer waters in the harbor of his arms. Honestly, it was breaking her heart, having her moments dragged out like that, split open to get at the marrow for others enjoyment. Yet, somehow she had found the strength, the fortitude, to still be kind to that woman, to show her compassion where the woman had shown her none in return. Why had she even bothered? Why did she spare the life of someone so utterly miserable, so devious, so calculating that she wouldn’t hesitate to destroy another person’s joy just to fuel the fire of her hate? Perhaps, because deep down, she was still human… She still had a heart that could love, hands that could bring joy or comfort, eyes that cried or laughed…. It wasn’t fair, none of it… Why was she locked in her own personal hell, given just enough room to move around but never once loosing those gilded walls of her own birdcage? Why was it when people had everything, the freedom to love who they wanted, to have children, get married, have a normal life… They were gifted with all those possibilities… Yet they could be that nasty, that evil… People like that made the dream look like an ugly thing, a cheap little trinket… It was so unfair that she wondered if she could stand it, being aware, knowing she was more than her programming, than the whole of her circuit boards and wires… If you cut her, she bled, strike her, she could feel pain… Yet…She would never, ever have what they all took so easily, so for granted… She had wanted to get out of there a soon as she could, the pain in her hand was throbbing so fiercely the tears were going to come forward any moment and she didn’t want anyone to see them. She had done enough crying in front of Ace that she worried sometimes if he thought she was just some sniveling little weakling who couldn’t stand on her own. She would go to the Inn and stay there until she found more permanent accommodations, someplace far away from people who would hurt her for their own entertainment. She had lived her whole life dealing with that, and she had hoped she would be free of it, only to find a whole different level of it. Dammit but her hand was throbbing. It burned like hell where she had it pressed against the bags she was holding against her chest, her free hand holding up the skirt so she could walk without trailing that beautiful fabric on the still slightly damp cobbles. She heard him call her name, asking her to stop… He had even said please… So she did, despite the pain in her hand, she remained still, waiting patiently for him to get to her. She felt his hand on her shoulder, and cursed herself for it… She wished she hadn’t fallen for him so quickly, she wished she could have given herself a bit more time to get to know the feeling, a gradual, slow growth that she could accommodate as it swelled inside her chest… She loved him… even when things like that happened and it put her into such a state of pain she wanted to die, she loved him… She took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, to fight back the tears, the words, all of it. She didn’t look at him, not willing to show him her face, instead keeping it down, looking at the bags in her arms to keep her attention focused on something entirely mundane. She heard the wow, and had no idea what he was talking about. Wow about the situation in there? Wow at the bullet he had dodged? She hadn’t even thought he would notice the dress, after all, she must have picked something bad considering how the girl had commented on it, as if it were something ugly. She looked off to the side, biting her tongue, grappling with the pain that was getting steadily worse. Her voice was so low he would have to really pay attention to hear it, she was unable to do anything more than that right now.*

(06:38:58 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: .*”I wanted to surprise you… I got you sweeties and tea when I went shopping this morning… I… Wanted to just spend the morning with you, to show you that I…. I…”*She shook her head, not willing, not allowing herself to finish it. She took a deep, shaking breath before she continued.*”I left you that note, in case you woke up you wouldn’t worry… I didn’t want what happened in the kitchen to wake you up, I really tried to get her to stop Ace… She’s a vicious viper, and I do feel so sad for that child… No one should have a mother like her, women like that… She shouldn’t have the right to have a child, when people who would want them, can never have them. It’s sick and cruel and evil to see… But so is she… It seems evil people always get the best things in life, while the good struggle in the shadows for even a scrap of joy in this life… But listen to me…” *She shook her head softly, reproaching herself.*”Sounding so melancholy, that’s not me…” *She did turn to look at him then, at that hey he was holding out to her. She bent, gently setting her little bundle on the ground on the driest spot she could find, still keeping that hand hidden, reaching out to pick up that key from the palm of his hand.*”Why do you want me around you Ace?... So I can be just across the hall when you have an itch between ladies? You have a taste for beautiful women Ace, and we both know I fall short of that mark. I am pretty at best, and I am ok with that… So I ask you, why do you want me? Why does it have to be separate rooms? Why does it have to be a house someone is offering you? Will this be another friend like those girls who will just use me as target practice? I am sorry Ace, but I think I have suffered enough at the hands of your friend for a while, I think…” *She herd those last words… He said she looked beautiful… That was all that she had wanted when she left this morning…those four words which made her feel so special… That was what she wanted to be to him, Always… Beautiful and special… Something worth loving…. She turned to look at him, to let him see the pain those women had caused, the anguish of her moment, of the wounds she carried on her heart, the pain that was inflicted by their words. She wanted to trust Ace… She loved him so much she would forgive him anything if he but said he loved her too… But right now, she wasn’t sure what he wanted from her, and it was hurting her when she had heard those words spoken last night so clearly that their beauty still rung in her ears like the bells of heaven. She put the key back in his hand, gently closing his fingers over it before reaching up to cradle his cheek in her hand, gently rubbing her thumb over his cheekbone. It didn’t matter anymore did it? There were no more moments to ruin, nothing left to really save… That girl had done her job well, she felt broken…*”You either want me beside you Ace, or you don’t… You either spoke the truth while we made love last night, or you lied to me… I don’t know what you expect of me… And what hurts the most about all of it? When you loved me last night, when you made me feel like I was the only thing in the world that would ever matter to you… I fell in love with you… Knowing you can’t promise me anything, knowing that in a week, a month, you could loose interest and find someone else to pass your time with… Knowing you told me you weren’t even sure you could love… I still love you… I love you Ace…Because of who you are…. But if you can’t be sure you even want to share a room with me, to open your life up to me as I have opened mine to yours… I won’t live with you… I’m not asking you to love me back, to make you say those words back to me when you don’t mean them… I can handle that, I really can… But I can’t allow myself to be hurt like that anymore… I had one of the best moments of my life shredded in front of me, turned into something filthy, dirty, rotten…spoiled…”*Her voice had already been wavering, and towards the end it cracked. She paused, looking away, trying to talk past that painful tightness of her throat.*”I’m not a child who doesn’t understand her emotions… Or a fool who falls in love with anyone who shows her any compassion or attention… I am a bit too wise…perhaps too jaded, to be that naive… But I can’t change what I feel in my heart… No one makes me feel the way you do Ace… You make my heart beat fast and slow all at once… You give me wings and I can fly up to that place where my dreams reside… But I mean what I said… You either want to be with me…or you don’t… I won’t be anyone’s second choice Ace… I might be broken, I might not be human any more… but I deserve better… It’s your choice…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he had indeed noticed she wasn’t tilting her head to look up to him.. she was looking down at the bags she was holding.. or off to the side.. or to the general populace as they just wandered by.. this concerned him quite greatly as she always looked at him.. she never really avoided his gaze.. so something was definitely wrong.. and it was more than what had just occurred in that kitchen.. bad luck seemed to be following him on these past few days.. biting at his heels and he wasn’t entirely sure he could take it any longer.. he reached for the bags she held in her hands.. slowly drawing them away.. letting them down to rest there nearer her feet.. - .. surprise me.. you did.. of that I am entirely certain.. I mean.. .. his brows furrowed a little.. his right hand shifted.. reaching to brush a few fingers across the lace of her gown- .. this.. this right here is.. exquisite , it really is.. I can’t say I have ever seen anything like it.. .. his head tilted a little.. he still appearfed half tired.. his face.. his voice remained a little foggy from waking up with such a start.. he hadn’t even had a cup of tea yet.. or anything.. he fell silent.. allowing her to continue.. she was wearing a burden.. he could tell it was heavy upon her.. he could tell by the look upon her face.. by the fact that her eyes were sparkling with unfallen tears..and it just made his heart sink.. his lips closed when she asked him why he wanted her.. why he wanted her around him.. there were so many questions in her emotion filled display.. so much directed at him.. he wouldn’t deny it.. it made him feel a little awkward.. an audible sigh would be heard when she curled his fingers back over that key.. leaving it with him.. deciding against coming to stay with him in that house.. his eyes half closed.. he let the silence hang about the pair of them for a moment as he more or less formulated a response.. he would have to choose his words so very carefully.. she was already so very upset.. and he certainly didn’t want to make matters all the more worse.. another sigh.. soon followed by a shaking of his head- ..I don’t disagree with you..Amber.. the one both you and I have witnessed today and last night.. has to be one of the most catty jealous little bitches that I think I have had the displeasure of meeting.. the thing that gets me though is that she isn’t normally like that.. .. his head dipped a moment.. his hands slid back to hold fingers interlaced at the back of his neck-.. they squabbled amongst themselves.. but this.. this is a whole new level of horrible.. if I had of known.. if I knew even an ounce of this would have come out I would have Never.. Ever asked you to come there.. and you have to believe me.. .. he kicked at a loose pebble there.. - .. it would be terribly cruel of me to take you from one place where you were being given the short straw only to bring you to another where things are even worse.. I’m really not that kind of person.. I sware.. I sware it.. I didn’t know.. .. another exhale.. deeper.. before his arms fell back to his sides.. dangling loose there.. he’d notice a carriage or two coming down the road.. so he would in turn reach for her hand.. noticing she wouldn’t of course offer it.. curious as to the why before he would catch a glimpse of that red raw skin.. his brow rising.. arching quite high- ..What on earth?!.... he’d reach for her arm then.. his fingers wrapping about her wrist.. turning it regardless of what she thought of the idea.. he was going to have a closer look at what happened.. he’d guide her to the side of the road.. there was a bench seat there.. it looked as though she had managed to burn herself.. he wondered if she had done it when she was in the kitchen perhaps? Not as of yet putting two and two together.. he’d fetch that iron bucket .. the one near filled with ice cool rain water before he would pop it on the seat between the pair.. urging her to pop her hand within it.. to at least try and sooth it a little.. - ..Forgive me if I am being.. a little brash with my words.. or ..if something comes across wrong.. I.. fear my eloquence sometimes goes out the window when I can’t find the right wording.. .. he cleared his throat.. sitting somewhat sideways upon that seat.. looking to her regardless of wether she looked back to him- ..

(07:34:36 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: >.. It’s a little offensive really when you speak of me being that ladies man.. .. his head tilted a little- .. when I haven’t even glanced toward another in that way since I have spoken to you.. since you caught my eye.. have I asked you about your past? The owners you have had.. do I bring it up that should we share a home.. that one day you might just be drawn back to that programming..and you’l no longer be mine?..that you’l be forced to bed down with another whenever they felt like it.. .. he reached back to rub at his neck- .. do I bring it up? No.. I don’t.. .. he lightly shook his head- .. and I only bring it up now to prove a point.. that’s all.. . his hands fell back down to his lap.. his fingers idly toying with the drawstring that hung loose on his pants- ..I do have a taste for beautiful women.. yes.. that I do.. you are indeed correct.. I have an eye for beauty.. it takes my attention hostage.. and rarely lets it go.. .. he looked up to her- ..You can call me shallow.. You can call me whatever you like.. but.. I only date extremely beautiful women.... hopefully she was switched on enough to pick up on his ‘between the lines meaning’ there.. he was sure he wouldn’t have to spell it out for her.. she was an intelligent girl afterall.. - .. Why does it have to be separate rooms? Because I thought you would like a little privacy.. that’s all.. we have known each other.. what now.. a day.. almost two?.... his fingers reached to slide back through his thick hair.. giving it a bit of a shake- .. I am not stupid Trin.. I’m a realist.. I don’t have my head in the clouds..I will always offer shared space.. Always.. it’s how I was raised.. it’s how I was brought up.. I repect a womans right to privacy.. .. he gave a light shrug of his shoulders.. that was his value system in play.. rare indeed for him to admit it.. but he felt he had to be completely honest with her.. or she was just going to part ways and he wasn’t sure he would ever see her again.. he wasn’t ready for that..- ..This friend is not that kind of friend.. he is rarely ever in town.. he offered it to me.. rent free.. as a place to stay.. a refuge of peace and quiet.. I had a chance to talk about you. .. he paused.. thinking up the right phrasing, he would have to be careful because she had been with him almost the entire time.. when would he have had time to talk to anyone?- . to him.. and the girls.. and he knows my living situation well enough to know it would not have suited and that I was pretty stupid for thinking it would work in the first place.. but the offer is of course up to you.. perhaps give it some thought.. I wont be going back to that other house other than to get my clothing and a few smaller items.. I will give you the address and.. if you are up to it.. you come by.., if not.. Ill understand.. .. it would hurt.. but he would ultimately understand.. she’d had one hellova shock in the last 24 hours.. - .. I have never lied to you.. .. he nodded- ..what I spoke last night..or.. well.. this morning.. was from me.. it was..quite possibly more honest than I have been with someone my entire life.. .. he chuckled a little awkwardly- ..I spoke to you once about gambling .. and I will always stick with that.. relationships.. love.. lust.. sex.. its all a huge gamble.. the stakes can be so high and sometimes fall in your favour.. sometimes they just don’t.. I have laid my cards out on the table.. to an extent.. I can’t lay out anymore until I know what Im dealing with.. and right now.. I’ve got a blind hand.. I really don’t understand it.. .. his brows furrowed and he looked down between the cracks in the chair- .. I don’t understand what it is Im feeling.. I can’t put it to words.. I.. am confused.. I am angry.. I am frustrated and flustered and tormented.. and I wouldn’t change a thing.. ..he would look up to her once more- .. I do want you beside me.. I do.. .. he nodded.. speaking softly.. - ..Ultimatly Trin .. he had gotten used to calling her that.. just Trin.. - .. it’s your heart.. you can only decide whats best for you..


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Of course she had been hiding her face from him, specifically her eyes… He could read the emotions there as if she were a book, laid bare and open to him, to run his eyes over and see exactly what she was feeling. Too often he had read her, too often she had felt his eyes caress over the pages of her soul, reading the secrets there that lay on her heart. Right now she didn’t think she could bear him to read what lay there in her eyes, there was too much there, too many things she didn’t want him to see, to know… She had been laid too bare in too short a time, she felt naked and exposed, like a raw nerve that every breath stirred to a painful pitch. She allowed him to take those bags from her, to set them to the side, not offering him any resistance or hesitation. When he talked about the dress, she bit her lip softly, relating how she had come to have it.*”I went to the dress maker you mentioned, her shop was the closest one… I went in to see what she had available, something that wouldn’t need much of any tailoring… I saw this dress in the corner in the shade, hidden from the light… It was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen before in my life… I had to have it… She is a sweet woman, she was teasing me a bit because of how small I am… Saying my husband should feed me more…”*She bit her lip then, embarrassed by it more now than she had been… It was one thing when it was a little harmless older woman, but an entirely different thing when she told Ace… It meant something different with him, something that made her flush that peachy pink across her softly rounded cheeks. She didn’t want to put him on the spot, she didn’t want to push him, to pressure him, but she had to have her answers. She had done her best not to ask him anything, wanting him to tell her about himself because he wanted her to know, because he wanted to share it with her. When he spoke of Amber, a soft laugh would pass her lips, a sad little thing as she shook her head.*”She loves you Ace… I am not surprised she isn’t normally like that… She sees me as a threat to her place with you… I can’t believe you can’t see that Ace… You read me like a book, but you can’t see the reason she hurt me so deeply… Was her way of trying to hurt you too, for replacing her. She knew that if she hurt me…. It would hurt you, and she did her best…and she did a mighty good job… But Ace…Don’t blame yourself for her behavior... Or mine… You’re not…responsible for either… You didn’t know she loved you, and so you had no idea how much she would take her claws out… I didn’t even know till that time in the kitchen… She hates me because she thinks you care about me… Again…that’s not your fault…. Here or at the Nightingale Ace… it’s doesn’t matter… I’m not human… I really don’t have much right to be upset or hurt by what they say… I mean…that’s just simply how it is in my time… I guess…I guess you make me forget what I am…”*She hadn’t noticed the carriages, indeed, she was lost in a bit of thought when he reached for her hand to guide her back… And she instantly tried to pull back, to hide it from him, a low whimper coming from her throat when he denied her.*”It’s fine, Really…please Ace… Ace stop..”*He would listen to her though, instead he studied the raw, red palm there, her delicate skin swollen fit to burst, her delicate little fingers stiff and straight, filled with fluid. She tried again to pull it away, trying to hide it from him but he simply wasn’t having any of it. He would lift that bucket between where he had sat them both down, and at his urging, slid her hand in the water, a little cry of pain from the sudden shock of cold water of her burning flesh. She bit her lip, biting back at the pain, focusing on his worlds, trying to keep herself from crying, it stung so badly. She shook her head at his words, only then starting to look at him more, her way of letting him know… letting him see she still trusted him to read her heart…*”Love is laudanum on the lips of poets and philosophers Ace… It ties the tongue and numbs the lips, tripping up words of finer things… Where it is honey from heaven that turns paupers to princes and beggers to kings… You can not speak of love if you do not know it, you can not be cool and collected and expect love to speak for you… That is… That is just my idea anyways… I am not saying that is why you are having a hard time… You have had a hard, taxing 24 hours… I didn’t mean to drop this all on you… Not at all…”*Those words of his stung her already tender heart, making her shake her head, as if it could dispel the pain there like so much water off of a ducks back.*”I haven’t seen you look at anyone else…No… But it’s cruel to talk about things I can not control… I can’t… I can’t figure out why, for some reason… It didn’t activate with you… That was my first real kiss Ace… I’ve never been conscious for a single boot up, my mind is on a lock while it happens, I am unconscious of it all… You are such a fool, Ace… Don’t you see? I went with you not because I couldn’t handle the girls there at the Nightingale… I went with you because I want to know you, all of you… I want to see all the facets of Ace, I want to see the man behind the mask who looks out at me behind those storm tossed eyes… I want to know you Ace… you mean so much to me…”* She released a soft sigh, dropping her gaze again, looking at her hand there in the bucket, the cold having numbed it a bit but she couldn’t close her fingers without that tight, zinging pain shooting up her arm.*”You deserve beautiful women Ace… you’re the most attractive man I have ever seen… God… you give me the hiccups when I see you naked, even imagining you how I saw you in that dim blue moonlight… It makes my heart skip and beat so fast I fear it’s going to pop right out of my heart and go racing off down the street. It’s so much more than your looks Ace… I can resist a pretty face easy enough… It’s those glimpses of you that you let me see, those little flashes… It’s those thing right there, those beautiful presents of your true self you give me Ace… It’s for those that… That I want to be the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen… I want to be the only woman you’ll ever want to see ever again… It’s so petty and greedy of me I know, but I can’t help it… When I saw this dress, I had to have it… I wanted to look like a little spun cloud of the sweetest sugar for you… I wanted you to think that… I did…”

(08:59:04 )
‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

§We Are, All That Remains§
§Of A World In Chaos Broken By Change§
§We Are Light In The Dark§
§Calling Our For Something To Spark§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Wait For The Fire To Start In Your Eyes”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She shook her head at his words, about the offer for separate rooms and the reasons behind it. He was such a sweet, endearing fool right now… He was taking it all so literally, so formally… She wondered how long he had closed off emotions inside himself to grow so detached, only able to show his softer side, his heart, when they were in the most intimate of caresses. It was the fact that he hadn’t mentioned them as a unit… A couple… It was…his and hers… She turned just so, facing him again, wanting him to see her, to look into his eyes, to read the truth, his heart, in the lines of his body, in the shift of that beautiful grey in his eyes.*”You’re misunderstanding why I’m hurting Ace… Do you remember what you told me last night? Before you kissed me, you placed my hand over your heart, and you told me I belonged beside you… That you wanted me there with you, always… Then I have Amber come at me with her claws, ripping apart a memory that I valued above all others… What was I supposed to think, I wonder, when I hear that? Am I not to question your words? You are right, we have known each other just a short time Ace… but what is time? Mere units of measurement, a way Man can slot his life up to make order out of the chaos of existence… Do you think that if we have given Amber more time, she would have reacted differently? If we had never met, do you think she still would have tried to claim her child as yours? Time doesn’t matter Ace… it’s the actions you take through this life that matter… It’s why I asked you… You either want me beside you, or you don’t… I can’t handle the words of passion to speak to me when we touch only to have to question them when the moment has come to it’s beautiful conclusion. I have laid all my cards out for you, my entire hand upon that green baize table for you to see… I have nothing to hide from you, no reason to do so… That is the cost of loving you Ace… You are a master of disguises, of hiding yourself behind the faces people want to see in order for you to keep from being hurt… You’ve hidden behind those masks for so long that I wonder if you can handle someone seeing you, seeing that beauty behind what you think the world wants to see… “*She got up from where she was sitting, most of the swelling had gone down now, and in another half hour or so, the damage would be repaired. It was just a bit tender now. She came around to his side, lifting her skirts she settled them over his lap, to sit astride him, so similar to last night. She nestled down atop him, moving in to wrap her arms about his chest, to hold him close to her, wanting to sooth him and his turbulent emotions, to give him a light to guide his heart by as he was hers. She would pull back after a few moments, sliding her hands lightly up over his bare chest, that scar there satin smooth beneath her fingers before she would link her fingers behind his neck, her thumbs gently smoothing up and down the back of his neck.*”I will always want you Ace… No matter what stones the world might throw at me, or the thorns that cut my skin and slow my progress… So long as you are beside me, my hand in yours, it won’t matter… I told you… I can live with it, if you never love me… I love you, and that…that is enough… You’ve given me a place to dream Ace… You’ve given me a calm shelter in your arms, you make the world and the pain of it just…disappear… Like it doesn’t matter… We’ll come to moments when we can’t seem to understand each other, where we can’t see the reasoning in each other. We’ll also laugh a lot, learn a lot about each other… We have that time Ace… but you have to be willing to hold out that hand to me… I won’t lead you… I won’t follow you… But I’ll walk beside you wherever this path leads us to… I’ll sing the melodies if you provide the tempo Ace… I know where my heart rests… I know who holds in in his hands… I also know his hands shake a little, that it is a great weight to carry… That it is a delicate package, easily bruised and tender, warm and light like sunlight… I know those hands might bump it around sometimes, might even grip it too tightly, sometimes not tight enough…. But I also know in that same heart that those hands that hold it… The man who I have chosen to be with because I want to, because I love him… No matter how clumsy he might be sometimes, I don’t think there is a heart in the entire world he would rather hold than the one he has now… When Amber was hurting me… The first thing you did was come to my rescue… Not wonder what was going on, not ask me what I did to start it, or what it was all about… Your first reaction was to protect me… It might not be love… You might not know if you are, or when you ever will be… But it shows me that you won’t ever hurt me Ace… You’ll keep your promise to protect me… I love you, Ace… Now shut up and let me kiss you…”*It was then she would close the distance between them leaning in to press her lips to yours, those spring sweet petals against the firmness of your mouth. She would tilt her head just so, her soft, sweet breath washing over your skin as her tongue gently slid across your lips, begging entrance to that dark, sweet, smoky place that was your mouth, to drink of you, get drunk off of the essence of the man she loved most.*

[BadInfluence]

(01:34:25 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *They had shared that moment there on the bench, each of them reaching out a tentative hand towards each other, touching, holding, but each of them both tentative, afraid… She afraid of being hurt, Ace… Well she couldn’t quite understand him on that, and she didn’t quite see him admitting it, let alone explaining it. Did it matter though, really? They were trying at least, and that was so much more than most people did. They were learning each other, being honest, being open… She knew it stung at times, she could understand that very well because she had felt the burn of it more than once lately… Still, she would keep reaching out to him because it was what she wanted to do. It felt right being around him, and that was more than she had ever known in her life. She had separated from him after getting directions to the house of his friends, their next little abode. Honestly, she didn’t really know what to think of this, moving about so much. At least she owned barely anything and it wouldn’t be as tiresome as packing up an entire house. She did wonder what this place would be like, what their neighbors would be… At least Ace had said there wouldn’t be any more women to make her life hell. Honestly, she could never understand the reasons for women being the way they were sometimes. Jealousy was a vicious, nasty, ugly thing, it really was… But to let it goad you so far to the point that you strike out at innocent people and burn the friends that once supported you all in the pursuit of achieving something that might not even make you happy in the end… It was really quite beyond her. She could understand part of it, at least where Ace was concerned… But then again, weren’t her reasons a bit different from others? She had no idea if the Ace she saw, that she was coming to know was the same Ace that say, Amber had known? Who could say what that charming devil had presented to the others, what side of himself he had shown. She knew that if Ace did decide to go, and one day he very well might, it would break her heart… She didn’t think she had it in her to be so vicious to someone else as she had seen, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t miss him, wouldn’t long for him or try and think of some way to get him back. She wouldn’t cut someone to ribbons, but she couldn’t say that she wouldn’t do all she could to lure him back to her. It was all about what the person was willing to do though, wasn’t it? People can only do what they are given to do, and perhaps Amber had only known how to strike out like that, versus perhaps trying to do it another way. It hadn’t mattered in the end in a way, Ace was still leaving with her, they were still getting out of that viper pit and trying to gain some sort of footing in a neutral place. This would be new to both of them, this area, no familiar memories or sense of belonging to the place… No history… A fresh start, and she could only live her life day to day and see where it went. She was glad this was another day off for her, to give her a chance to get it all done. If this had happened while she was at work, she would have probably been utterly useless. She had caved in, deciding again to take one of those little horse drawn cabs to carry her to the new place rather than risk getting lost or ruining her dress. That rainstorm had been a whopper, but the beautiful clear blue skies today were doing well to warm the earth and dispel all the wet. She had arrived there at the place, digging into her bags to find the key Ace had left with her, knowing she would be setting off before him to drop off her things. Paying the cab driver, she made her way up the pretty white washed steps into a very neat, respectable looking house in one of the best neighborhoods in town. Sweet Jesus, she thought, this was going to be quite a change for her, though getting to and from work wouldn’t be as far as a walk now as it had been from the previous place. Still… She felt a bit out of sorts, though at least she looked the part in that decadent little dress. She slid the key home into the lock, turning it easily in the well-greased slot. She didn’t know what to expect, but when she pushed open the door, she certainly couldn’t have imagined anything like that. Her jaw fell open a bit, really, she had seen a LOT in her time, but this would have made Bill Gates cream his pants with the desire to possess some of the things in here. Antiques…Antiques everywhere she looked, from parts all over the world… The furniture was of a French style, beautiful but with the cleanest lines she had ever seen in her life, a study in glorious simplicity and understated wealth. Whoever this friend was, he must piss gold to afford things like this, and just casually hand them off to someone else as if it were nothing more than a rundown bachelor pad trailer. There were no bedrooms downstairs she saw, though there was a bathroom, kitchen, den, living room, library, dining rooms both formal and intimate… But definitely no bedrooms… Bags in her arms, she made her way up the stairs, carefully stepping on them to make sure she didn’t face plant because she tripped on the hem. Lord, this place seemed much smaller on the outside, it was much bigger in here than it appeared from the street. Several rooms rested upstairs, four bedrooms, two bathrooms she had seen from opening random doors. It was the one and the end that caught her attention, knew she had to claim it as her own. If Ace wanted them to have their own space, then she would respect his traditions and his values… Having a room this nice didn’t hurt either! Two of the walls seemed to be nothing but pure windows, big, beautiful windows that looked out to the garden in the back yard, the other onto the street where she could see people coming and going by the front door. Floor length sapphire blue curtain hung, tied back with little gold tassels, a cream colored carpet that was softer than anything had a right to be and thick as sin too. The bed was done in white and gold leaf, a feminine four poster with matching curtains about the bed and the thick velvet down comforter. A nice queen sized mattress set there, high off the floor with the most adorable and elegant little steps leading up into it. She was lost in there, setting all of her bags on the bed to go exploring every nook and cranny of her self-chosen room. The door would remain unlocked for Ace when he arrived, the door here as well would be open in case Ace came looking for her.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he had watched her walk off with that key in her hot little pocket.. having decided to remain there upon that wooden bench for a short amount of time afterwards.. that and it gave him a sweet view of the back of her as she sauntered away.. that dress was really a beauty and it did fit her quite well.. a few minor adjustments would have it like a glove;.. and he knew that would be done soon enough.. he had some time to kill and he still hadn’t really woken properly.. reaching to drag his fingers back through his hair.. scratching along his scalp.. he needed to get a few things from the other house.. a few clothes.. and some paraphernalia ..amongst other things.. he really didn’t want to have to rock back up on that door step right now.. but knew it had to be done.. he couldn’t wander around in those loose slacks all day.. it wasn’t his nature to be.. well.. quite so relaxed when it came to clothing..and the flimsy cotton fabric of his pants gave far to much away.. he rocked back up upon that door step a short time later..leaning against the door frame a moment before he would peer just a little ways within.. it was quiet.. he could hear no giggling.. no chatting.. nothing.. that was a good sign perhaps they had stepped out.. or gone to work.. or whatever it was they did in their spare time.. reaching down into his pocket he’d pull out the key.. letting it come to rest upon the small table in the lounge ..he’d gather up the small cigar box filled with bamboo reeds.. the pouches of powder.. the flints.. stuffing all items down into the bottom of a bag before he would disappear back into his own room.. sliding back out of those drawstring pants.. deciding on a pair of those thin cotton shorts and some tailored deep grey coloured slacks.. a belt slid through those loops.. a richly coloured shirt.. though remaining unbuttoned for now.. he’d slide his feet back into those boots.. tossing the back over his shoulder before he’d make his way back out… all in all quite an uneventful return.. however for that he was quite glad.. he didn’t want to have to deal with those women.. and if he was on the other side of the village surely it would not become an issue.. smoothing his hair back before sliding on one of his hats he would retrieve that horse of his.. the one stabled behind the house he once called home.. hoisting himself up onto the beast.. resituating his weight a little.. his fingers would soon have those lengths of leather wrapped around them before he’d tug upon those reigns and lead that beast to its new home.. taking the long way around.. not through the village so to speak.. he didn’t want to spook the animal and certainly did not want to be followed.. soon enough though he would come across that beautiful little homestead.. in all its white washed cottage goodness.. he laughed quietly.. giving a light shake of his head… dismounting.. landing with a quiet thud before he would move up those few steps and be granted an easy access.. the bag he held would soon grace the floor.. rubbing his hands together- .. Trin?.... he’d call out to her.. curious as to wether she was there.. though he was certain he could smell her sweet scent when he entered.. his attentions soon shifting to the stairs before he’d make his way up.. taking every second one reaching the landing soon after- .. are you up here?.... he’d question.. walking the length of the corridor.. peering in each of those vacant rooms before he would be standing there in the door way of the one she had since chosen-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She wasn’t alone up there in her room, and perhaps leaving the doors open wasn’t the brightest thing to do in the world either. She had gone about the house, exploring a bit and finding a sweet little guitar in one of the spare rooms, taking it back to her own. She had already had enough time to set up her few changes of clothes as well as her new underpinnings and such, filling each little drawer in a sweet little dresser she had beside her bed. There was no real reason to use the bigger armory simply because of the fact she didn’t have enough to fill it. She would soon though, she would get it all made there in a few days’ time and then she could begin to slowly accumulate the wardrobe of her dreams. She had allowed Ace to get her this dress, but the rest would be on her and her responsibility and that would take a bit of time. After all, she made good money, but nothing phenomenal or fantastic and she was going to be buying food and soaps and such for herself and Ace. After all, they might have this place to use as their own, but that didn’t mean the pantry was constantly going to have food or that the bathroom needs would take care of themselves. She would probably be able to manage a complete dress once a month, adding other things she would need as well like more shoes, another robe, even a nightgown or two would be fantastic. Over all, it was a nice little relaxing thing to think about while her fingers picked out a song, letting her mind wander when it would want to. Honestly, she needed very much to get a grip on herself, her body especially. That thing that had happened with her hand wasn’t normal, not at all. Normally the nanos wouldn’t have worked at all and she would of have had a nasty little shock like a static charge at the refusal of the foreign body. Instead, it had worked as it was supposed to, but towards the end she had gotten the worst pain in her hand, made her want to scream but she wouldn’t do it, not in that situation. She was scanning through her databanks as quickly as she could, going at quite a click mentally trying to find any data what so ever on such a response. Honestly, she was getting a bit worried and frustrated when she was unable to find anything in her data banks having to do with the nanobots causing the flesh of the host to burn like that. It hadn’t even been an electrical burn as it should have been, but more along the lines of a true heat one. Really, the whole thing was a mess, and she couldn’t begin to sort the tangled lines in her head that made one big rats nest in the middle of her mind. She could only go off of what she had stored, there was no internet here to boot up to, to connect to and search it’s vast banks for any sort of feedback. Nothing to go off of, nothing to find, nothing to learn… She was stuck with a major level malfunction in her body and not having the slightest idea how to fix it… Was something wrong with her then? Was she really breaking down to the point that there really had been a cause to scrap her unit entirely? It was a scary thing to think about, honestly, that she might be degrading… What if one day she didn’t wake up? Unable to move? Oh wonderful, she was really working herself up into a mess now. She shook her head and set the guitar aside on the bed, standing up while her fingers worked at the buttons of her dress to get it off and hang it up. She didn’t think they would be leaving any time soon and as beautiful as the dress was, she didn’t want to outwear it either. Quick enough it was hanging on one of the hangers in the armory, all those wonderful fluffy layers of tulle and lace holding their shape so beautifully there without any need of hoops to fluff it out. The under pinning’s were not quite what she was expecting, but they were probably some of the most comfortable things she had ever worn in her life. A softly luminescent satin that came up to rest just below her navel, held up at the top by two little buttons. The sides were split along the outer swell of her hips before being joined at the bottom by another set of buttons. They were cut pretty much the same as a set of daizy dukes, just a bit looser fitting at the bottom, creating the most adorable little gap around the under swells of her bum. The bustier was like a corset cut in half, about five inches in its width with little bars at even intervals to support the cups which cradled her bust and framed her high breasts in a balcony style shape. She had been getting ready to slip that robe over her shoulders when she heard a voice… Not Ace’s… No…. Who?... She turned quickly, swearing she could feel someone at her back, breathing over her shoulder and onto her neck, giving her the worst sort of chills. She saw no one there though, no shadow, nothing… Empty space… But that voice was there, whispering in her ear, the words too soft, too hard to focus on until she heard them suddenly, clear as day*”So, when are you going to tell your darling commoner about your hand?”*She whirled again, that golden curtain of her hair flying out around her in a shimmering arc, still no one there. Surely she wasn’t going mad, she didn’t hear that voice in her head, it was coming from behind her, but she couldn’t see anyone!.*”Or are you afraid to tell him you might be broken? Is that why you didn’t tell him on that bench, hmm? You know you’re not human and sooner or later he’s going to have to believe you’re just a fancy doll…”*She didn’t spin that time, the voice stayed right behind her no matter how she moved and she wasn’t about to loose her balance pirouetting for someone that wasn’t there. Her voice was low as she replied, since the thing obviously wanted an answer.*”I don’t know who or what you are, but I don’t see how me, or my life, is of any interest to you… If you’re watching me you already know that he knows what I am, if he doesn’t believe it, that’s his own choice, not my fault, now, go away!”*There would be a chuckle then, a dark, nasty, ghostly little thing that made all the hair stand up on her body. She almost felt a phantom touch on her body, just above her mons that nearly made her scream and back away from that phantom caress.*”True enough… But then… What about his babies? He should at least know about those, don’t you think?”

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♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She shook her head, her brows furrowed there on her face.*”What are you talking about? There was only one child, and it wasn’t Aces… What on the world are you talking about and why won’t you just…just bugger off?!”*Again that ghostly chuckle, that phantom caress moving higher on her belly then, to rest right beneath her belly button. Sweet God, she was going to scream, she knew it. This was by far utterly terrifying. By will alone she swallowed those screams, remaining perfectly still.*”Tut tut, such language for a lady… Why, I mean the babies he planted in you last night…well, rather to be more specific, this morning…”*It was her turn to laugh now, those words, the last bit… Alright… Someone was deciding to play a joke of her, maybe Amber had gone out of her way to find a mage to mess with her head to get back at her since she couldn’t torment her now that she lived farther away. What ever it was though, the joke was on them.*”Ok, now you are nuts. I can’t have children, so who ever informed you about it was mistaken… I hope they paid you well because you sound like a complete fool. Now leave, before I find a way to track you down and ensure I return the favor for what you’re doing to me…. I am fairly sure what you are doing is very, very illegal.”*Yeah… hollow threats at a voice only she could hear… It was really quite silly but she had no idea how to take all of this, how to handle it. It was like having her brain being hacked from an outside source and until she got whoever was doing it, she could only wait. She heard that voice again, and the touch faded from her skin, just as the voice did, but the words hit her like a ton of bricks.*”If you don’t believe me… Ask Ace about the voice you heard in your head the other night… Ask him about the parts of your mind that you can’t access anymore… Surely, he doesn’t have anything to hide, right?... Enjoy your pregnancy Trinity… If you get to carry them full term… We have plans for you, little doll, and all of them rife with suffering… Ta ta now…”*Those words chilled her to her core, her robe still held in her hand as she listened to it fade away into nothing. It was then she would hear footsteps on the stairs, and she turned round quickly, wondering what was going to happen, who was coming up it. It wasn’t until she heard Ace’s voice that she nearly collapsed, the robe slipping from her fingers to pool there on the ground by her booted feet. When he came round the corner, to peep into her door she would turn to look at him, clad in nothing but sunlight and those white satin knickers with a set of white high heeled boots on her dainty little feet, hair tossed about her shoulders. She smiled at him then, seeing him there made everything seem.. less strange, less scary. That voice had some points, but she seriously doubted it’s validity… She wasn’t capable of being pregnant, and that alone made her doubt that voice. She would blush softly, just now realizing she had dropped her robe and all she had on were her under things and those boots. It was really quit erotic, she looked like a very naughty angel, innocent and tempting all at once.*”This house is Amazing… I hate to sound really, really vulgar but does your friend piss gold or something along those lines? The entire house is decked out in French furniture from different eras… It would cost a fortune to decorate just one room, but the whole house? Really…your friend must have either come from very good family, or he has his fingers in some very decadent pies… Did you pick your room yet? I want to see which one you are going to pick if that’s alright? A room tells a lot about a person you know.” * There wasn't a drop of anything showing on her face or in her eyes from earlier, nothing she said or did would give away what transpired, but she was definately thinking about it.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he was indeed quite curious as to her where-abouts.. being sure she had to be in the house somewhere afterall the front door wasn’t locked and was slightly ajar.. so he wandered down the length of the thin hallway…his boots lightly padding upon the soft rug.. he’d reach that door there.. not having caught onto anything of the earlier discussion she had with.. well.. whatever it was.. he was oblivious to it all.. and his abrubt awakening probably had a lot to do with that.. he still appeared.. for lack of better words.. half asleep.. he leant there.. his arms rising to cross about his chest.. his shirt still unbuttoned though the fabric would bunch when his arms sunk in..his gaze would fall upon her there in all her nearly bare glory.. and his brow would rise.. Oh good heaven above.. his throat felt rather dry in that very moment.. now he had seen her naked.. on more than one occasion now.. but this.. this was something different entirely.. the way that silk fabric cradled her frame.. was just.. perfect.. - .. uhh.. .. his hand rose from his chest as he rubbed it absently across the stubble there upon his chin.. he cleared his throat.. having pretty much missed everything she had just said.. - .. hmm?.. what was that?.... he blinked.. glancing glancing back over his shoulder- .. Oh!.. yes.. yes.. of course.. uhh.. .. his arm returned to its crossing position there..- .. the owner is .. well.. quite wealthy yes.. . or at least that’s what he figured.. being as high up as he was it made perfect sense- ..so I was kind of expecting to see the place decked out.. perhaps not to this.. extreme.. but still quite a step up from where we were previous.. . he dragged his tongue across his teeth.. letting his gaze fall upon her once more.. slowly wandering down over her frame.. over every single sweet curve- .. this.. .. he’d motion to her silken additions- .. is new yes?.... his right hand slid back behind his neck to lightly scratch..oh this was a hard one.. and this was the precise time he knew he was glad he wasn’t wearing those loose fitting draw string pants.. it would be clear as day just how aroused he was by that naughty little angel standing there in front of him.. the way the light hit her from behind.. just accentuating everything.. oh she was killing him..she had to know what this was doing to him- …Nice choice.. very.. .. he’d pause- .. nice indeed.. Ahh.. as yes.. Oh.. .. he stumbled on a few words.. his sentences going in different directions before he finally chose a path and stuck with it- .. yes.. I spotted a room just a little ways down the hall.. there.. .. he soon dragged his gaze away from her.. anything to stop the inner torment..before he would make his way back down the carpet.. nudging the door open.. the room was nearly a polar opposite of hers.. where her’s was light.. his was dark.. the furniture.. the bedding..even the bared floorboards.. it held a masculine quality to it.. and suited him perfectly.. he shrugged lightly- .. this will do.. yes I think so.. .. he turned.. glancing toward her.. - .. I am dying for some tea.. .. his hands rose to rub at his eyes.. his voice still held that morning croak- .. did you want any? I can get it while you settle in and get comfortable.. I don’t mind..


♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *The way he was so casual, so relaxed as he stood there with his arms crossed over his chest… just reaffirmed her thought that the voice was in her head alone. To some people it might be a bit disturbing but to her it was much easier to control her fear and go over the possibilities over it if it was just in her head. She could be malfunctioning a bit, after all, she had been through a good bit and done more besides, she would most likely do herself a favor to run some self-diagnostics later on to see if perhaps she had a fuse loose somewhere. It would be entirely possible for that to be the case, the reasoning for it all. It might have also been the reason as to why she had been able to kiss Ace without that program kicking on to run. It might be something she would leave unprepared if she could if it meant that she could kiss Ace again, to know the joys of his lips and tongue against hers. Hell, let the voices play in her head, she’d gladly give them a playground for the temptation of Ace’s mouth. In all truth she wasn’t trying to temp him, his timing just happened to coincide with several others that just happened to make it a bit…more interesting. Not that he had any right to really judge with him standing there, leaning against the door with his shirt undone, pulling those muscles tight and showing off that gorgeous V that made her think of several things she wanted to do with her tongue and fingers to those little grooves. She wondered to herself, just for a second, if this sexual attraction would ever fade to something less intense… She doubted it… Ace might get used to her, but she could never get used to him, she knew that all too well. He was too potent a punch of masculine appeal with that brilliant mind and unique voice. If anything, she felt it would probably get worse the more she got to know him, got to see more behind that mask of his. Even if he didn’t wear it with her, he still kept things quite close to the breast, very closed off and secretive at times. He was warming up though, he was starting to share more, be more open with her, and for that alone she held a lot of hope for them. Nothing worth doing, worth having, was easy or instant. It would take a lot of work but when they got there, they would have something amazing, something heavenly to share. She had watched him look her over, every pretty inch cream and peach colored skin. The second he opened his mouth though, she could tell he liked what he saw… Perhaps a good deal more than liked… Ace rarely ever stuttered, ever hesitated like that… It was his version of her hiccups, his mind and mouth not working in cahoots, as he had explained it to her. She wondered… Well, perhaps it was time for a fair bit of turn around, a little tit for tat… She did owe him, after all, for that little display he had given her that night when he suddenly stripped down in that moonlight room. She watched that hand raise to rub across that stubble she loved so much, and decided she would really, really enjoy teasing him. After all, just from those moments alone she could tell he was enjoying it, she had made the right choices in getting these lovely little underpinnings. She crossed her arms behind her back, tilting her head sweetly to the side as he lost what she had asked for a moment, those jade green eyes lighting up with pleasure. She would slowly make her way over to his side, those long legs slightly crossing one over the other, perfectly in line, causing her hips to sway in that hypnotic pendulum like way.*”Are you quite alright Ace? You seem a little tongue tied this morning… I asked if your friend was born wealthy or just made some good investments…”*He would then find his tongue apparently, confirming her guess that he was indeed wealthy, he had to be. French furniture, even the cheapest parts, were still built exquisitely, and here it would all be by hand, taking hours and hours of labor… Even the small little dresser by her bed was spectacular, and she could only imagine the cost of the bed itself. She continued to cross the floor until she was just a foot or so away from him, just out of arms reach, gently rocking back and forth on the toes of those darling little round toe boots, knowing full well what it was doing to her breasts when she rocked like that, even slowly as she was.*”Oh I think it’s wonderful, really… It’s like a fantasy playground, isn’t it? Rather dream like… I wonder…Would you play with me if I asked you to, Ace? “*She would tilt her head the other way then, sending that hair sliding across her back and down the side of her arm, ripping over every curve of her body. She would keep his gaze, watching him so very closely, reading the lines of his body and his figure. She watched him point out her new little bits, asking of they were new. She would slide her arms out from behind her back to gentle trace her fingers over them, especially over the little buttons that held the whole thing together, just four little clasps between earth and heaven.*”Oh yes, they are… I couldn’t very well run around without having any knickers on and such… When I didn’t have any, well, that is one thing entirely… But it’s really very improper, don’t you think? Besides, there is something really so comfortable about satin, rather…slippery… Slides very well…”*She continued to smile at him so innocently, her voice, sweet and innocent as those big beautiful eyes watched him, watched what she did caused his body to react to. She closed the distance, just a few inches away from him really, watching as he turned, breaking his gaze from her… Oh no no no, we can’t have that… That was getting off far too easy for you… She would give you a little break though…just a little one. She followed him down the hall, looking in at the furniture there… Well, it matched him to a T she had to admit that. Dark strong furniture, bold without any real fretwork, simple but elegant… Perfect. She would lean into his back as he showed her the room, her long delicate fingers holding lightly onto his shoulders as she peeked around him.*”I wonder if your friend had this all done before we got here… Honestly, the rooms…they suit us to a T… We’ll have to give the beds a go sometime soon though, you did brag about going all night and into the morning if I remember…”*With an impish little grin, she would slid her hand down his side and settle her hand on his ass before giving that oh all too perfect cheek a squeeze. She couldn’t resist it really, he had been so wonderfully masterful of her before she hadn’t even had a chance to explore him really. She stepped away from him quickly though, dancing back a few steps in case he made a grab for her.*”I’ll go make the tea, I settled in while you were packing… Can’t have you fainting from dehydration, who knows what might happen to you then, hmm?”*With that, she would turn smartly on the ball of her foot and, yes, she sauntered away from in nothing but those skivvies to make the tea.*



...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. Oh knock me down with a feather.. was she really doing that?.. was she really going to saunter like that.. sliding her hands back behind her.. accentuating every sweet little curve on her pretty little figure.. his throat was completely parched by this stage and she hadn’t even truly begun to torment him yet..his grey gaze settled upon those vivid green circlets.. he observed as those thick luxurious golden curls tumbled over the almost bare curve of her shoulder.. he captured his upper lip.. dragging it inward to chew upon it..he could feel his heart struggling.. every so often taking that second beat that would take his breath with it.. making it deeper.. shallow before he would cough to clear his throat.. her saunter.. those hips.. the view of that ass.. it all caused his lids to grow heavy and half close.. he was happy for the reprieve when he was able to take it.. he was having trouble breathing in that room.. temptress she certainly was.. - … play.. with me?.... he questioned her in a somewhat disjointed fashion..- .. well that all depends on what it is you want to do.. .. he would soon after have walked down that hall.. to seek out that room he would soon be calling his own.. having stepped within it.. his hands dropping down into his pockets ..concealed from the naked eye his nails would curl in to grip firmly upon his thighs.. pain would help change the subject at least in his mind.. pain numbed the desire.. a little.. maybe.. though when she came up behind him.. pressing in against him he could smell her.. his bodies response was a long slightly shaken exhale.. - .. I.. .. he hesitated.. becoming further tongue tied- .. I couldn’t be sure if the owner had indeed come in earlier.. and set all this up.. I will have to ask him.. sometime soon.. perhaps.. I.. uh.. .. his brows furrowed.. his right hand lifted from its confines to rub lightly against his temples..- .. yes.. soon.. .. his gaze widened considerably when she grabbed at his ass… though his back was to her so she would have missed catching that one.. - .. You cheeky little devil.. .. he chuckled.. moving to turn only to catch a glimpse of her sauntering away ever so quickly.. he leant back against that door frame.. watching er as she went down those stairs.. the outline of her ass was so easily drawn with those silk panties being so firmly pressed flush against it.. he soon found himself swallowing down that lump that had long since formed.. being given the chance to draw forth some composure.. at least perhaps a little.. before he would turn back to that room.. it would be more than suitable.. bed.. cupboard space.. window.. that’s all he needed.. his belongings however remained downstairs still so he made his way down to gather them.. to at least be able to just shove them under his bed.. or something.. however she had done well to plant a seed of an idea in his head.. and he wasn’t about to let her get away with that.. Oh no.. she might have thought she could hold that upper hand.. being that kind of sneaky with that sumptuous style she seemed to have grown accustomed to.. but he had an idea of how to.. bring her back down to earth.. so to speak.. see if the tormentor could handle a little of their own medicine.. he would wander across to the kitchen there.. standing for a moment in the door way.. unknowing if she had seen him or not.. he wasn’t going out of his way to be quiet.. but she was busying herself and making quite a racket in the process.. he waited until just the right moment.. until she was facing the other way.. until her sweet little frame was pressed against that island bench there in the middle before he would come directly up behind her.. his body pressed hard.. flush against hers.. one hand snaking around to press against the delicate feminine rise of her stomach.. just there near her navel.. the other pressed to her lower back..- .. Bend.. .. he’d almost growl there in her right ear.. whispered excruciatingly close.. his singular word deep enough to make his lips vibrate against that shell ..if she would bend.. all would be well in the world.. if not.. he would slowly manoeuvre her body until she did.. not with force.. not with anger or malice in mind.. just seduction.. soft sweet spine tingling temptation.. his head would lower .. his lips would press to the back of her shoulder.. the hand that was upon her stomach would slide down .. inching its way lower.. lower…until it naturally collided with that silk.. and it would be then that he would simply stroke those two fingers tips.. back and forth.. so very slowly.. back and forth along the outline of her slit.. though the fabric would be the barrier.. he wouldn’t peel it aside.. he wouldn’t go for the buttons.. no.. this was all about something else entirely. ..see now.. the silk was a good choice.. . whispered against her bared flesh..his free hand rose from her lower back.. to slide fingers into those golden curls.. to entangle.. before he would tug them back rather suddenly.. causing her frame to arch.. her upper body on that angle while her lower.. remained fused against his.. her ass ..his hips.. thigh to thigh- ..feels absolutely incredible.... and to just what was he referring? The silk? Or her..his breath was hot as it washed across her back.. his pattern deeper.. shorter even a little sharper as he groaned.. rocking those clothed hips of his against the generous curves of her ass.. his hold remained there upon her hair.. causing that supple body of hers to bend.. before that kettle would boil.. its shrieking whistle sounding.. and he’d release her without a second thought-.. Ah!.. tea’s ready..perfect.. .. he clucked his tongue.. stepping across the kitchen then to pour the water into two of those awaiting cups-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She could indeed be one hell of a tease when she wanted to, and as soon as she had seen the desire there in his eyes, she had taken full advantage of the situation. He had teased her, tormented her, brought her such sweet stinging pleasure that it had driven her entirely witless. Yet through it all, he hadn’t let her touch him once, not in a way that would have brought him pleasure in the way he had brought it to her. The most she had gotten to do was to cup and lightly stroke that gorgeous manhood of his through his pants, caught a faint, shadowy outline in the moonlit room that night. She wanted to see all of you in the daylight and she wasn’t about to give up on her quest to achieve those ends. She would seduce you gladly, to tease and taunt you, to make you weak with longing as you had done to her oh so many times. It would only be fair, wouldn’t it? When he asked about her playing with him, depending on what it was, she would lean up, her chin in the center of his back, her lips just barely brushing over the base of his skull where the spine joins, knowing the amount of nerves packed there alone would be enough to give him a case of the shivers as her breath, warm and sweet, washed over his skin. Her voice was a low, sweet whisper, part innocence, part seduction, and a good chunk of lust.*”Yes a game… I’m sure it’s one you won’t be able to refuse, being the gambling man you Are… You aren’t afraid of a little wager with me, are you Ace?...”*A sweet, delicate laugh would dance along his skin like the gentlest caress of her fingertips along his neck as her breath fanned out.*”I say we play a game of truth or dare… each time one of us refuses to do a dare or tell the truth, we have to give up an article of clothing… Whoever wins, gets the other as a willing slave for an hour…”*She nodded her head softly, her fingers dancing along that open shirt front, teasing along his abs with her fingernails, lightly tickling, scratching the skin there to make the muscles flex and bunch. They would do deeper still to trace that V of his hips, stroking her delicate fingertips in the groove there.*”Ask him later… I have a hundred things in my head that I want to do with you, and with work, well, sadly my time will be a bit divided… I’ll have to think of ways to tease you while I’m gone…perhaps I should hide bits of my clothing in your room for you to find?... A pair of silk underwear under your pillow perhaps? Or a lace garter hidden among your boxers perhaps?... Maybe I’ll just slide into your room while your sleeping, to torment…to tease you in your dreams before I go?... There are so many wonderful little things I can do… After all, a strong stocking can do so much more than cover my legs, don’t you think?”*She would tilt her head before sliding those hands around to grab his ass, to tease him before dancing back, mirth, teasing, desire and the simple happiness of being around him there in her eyes. She couldn’t help her light laugh as she gave him a wink when he called her the devil, blowing him a kiss before she made her way down the stairs.*”Lucifer was the most beautiful angel in Heaven before he fell, so I think even I can have a little devil in me, don’t you think? Or I should, considering what we did this morning…”*Oh she was very much alluding to the act of their love making this morning, teasing him, brining it fresh and bright to his mind. She did still smell like him after all, a mix of his heady musk and her own sweet smell that made for one hell of a whollop of sexual scent. She had made her way down those stairs and to the kitchen at a good clip, her spine tingling as she fully expected him to catch her as she went down those stairs. She was starting a game she knew he couldn’t resist, knowing that Ace loved to play far too much to pass up the opportunity of trumping her thoroughly. It took her a moment to locate everything, the kitchen was a bit larger than she was used to and with so much cupboard space it was a little bit like where’s Waldo. She had put the tea and sweeties she had purchased down here once she got in though, so at least she wouldn’t have to worry about finding the tea or something for him to snack on. She had been setting it up there on that table, two still warm cinnamon buns with fresh white frosting glazing the top on two matching little plated when he had attacked. Oh shame on him, pinning her like that when she couldn’t move… She felt his warmth through those pants, the heat against her bare skin as his hand slid across her satin smooth skin to settle over her stomach, the same place that she had felt touched earlier by that bodiless ghost. Normally it would have startled her, even scared her a bit at the similarities but his hand on her lower back, that voice in her ear, commanding her to bend… Oh Sweet Saint Jude… That kiss on her shoulder was so sweet, so tempting, but it was a brand as well she knew, and we would wear it proudly. She couldn’t resist him, now when he decided he wanted to be the seducer, not when he commanded her like that… But she could at least make it as tempting for him as it was for her, return the same hand he was giving her. She did bend, supple, slow like a cat stretching in the sun, her arms reaching back to grip at that ass, so close with him being flush against her. At this angle she knew she looked utterly phenomenal, the silk pulled tight against her skin in all the right places, the sunlight through the window giving her skin a pearlescent glow and creating a halo of light about her head in those golden strands of hers. She looked like a poor fallen little angel bending to the will of her devilish lover, unable to resist. When that hand slid lower though, she gasped softly, moaning as his fingers began to stroke, to tease her through that silk. She arched into his groin, sliding those full pert ass cheeks of her against his shaft, teasing and tormenting him as he was her. She didn’t just sit still and take it, oh no, she would give as good as she got as her nails dug into his ass, pulling him close, holding him against her as she rocked for him, lashing him with her hips. She felt him burry his hand in her hair then, pulling her up with that sweet tension, making her arch like a cat, causing her breasts to thrust forward, about to spill out of her bra, the nipples peeking over the top of the lace borders over the tops of the cups. She felt him rock into her then, her body instantly reacting, growing sweetly succulent for him, no doubt he would notice with his fingers there and the silk being so thin. The shreek sounded so far away to her in those moments but she had felt him move away and release her, those words as cool as a cucumber. She felt that one sided smile slide across her lips.

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♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: Ah…. So that was the game he wanted to play was it? Well then, the game was afoot now, wasn’t it? She wouldn’t deny the fact that she was incredibly aroused, there was no way to, not with the slick panties and the way her nipples were hard and pressing against the lace in a bit to escape their confines. She walked around the side of the table, pulling out the little pot of honey she had gotten, as well as the little jars of flavored sugar and set them down on the table with hands that barely shook, thank god. She was taking the lids off while he poured the tea, setting two spoons out there near the cups, watching him closely. She tilted her head one way, then the other, coming to stand nest to him, her finger pressed to her lips as though she were trying to remember something.*”I think I am forgetting something Ace, but I can’t quite remember what it is… It’s quite on the tip of my tongue though…”*She would slide that same tip across her lips, watching him with passion hazed eyes, her desire for him apparent in every look. She would then snap her fingers, as if recalling what it was. She turned around, pressing her ass into that table, facing him before reaching forward to slide her hands down his stomach, dipping her fingers inside the gap between his pants and flesh before her free hand would move to cup his rod, to stroke and tease that lovely sack of his before dancing along his shaft.*”Cream…. I forgot cream… I guess I shall have to find me some other substitute won’t I? You won’t mind…volunteering for me, will you Ace?... You wouldn’t want me to go without what I need, would you?... Surely you wouldn’t make me…Suffer…”*Her fingers would grip on that shaft while her fingertips would tease lightly over the head of his rod, just within her grasp. She would pause for just a moment, that hand that had been down his pants would have gotten a bit of precum on them which she would press to her lips as if it were a balm before running her tongue over them, tasting his essence and finding it hitting her harder than an asteroid at full speed. Oh God… She was going to get addicted to that taste… She began to work on his belt if he didn’t stop her while she spoke, still manipulating that shaft.*”Mmm, and you said I tasted sweet…you my lover, taste like heaven, like white chocolate whipped frosting… I think it would be a waste to put it in my tea… I think I am going to take it straight from the source as it were…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. this was a new side to her.. at least not one that he had seen.. maybe snippets of it every so often. ..hinting onto the fact that it may have been there in some facet.. but right this moment.. she was being pretty full on.. the remark about having a hundred things in her head that she wanted to do with him.. and the ideas she had for when she was at work.. to tease him while she was away.. so very very sneaky indeed.. he chuckled.. doing well to swallow down that lump once again.. it was finding it’s position quite permanent as of late.. she soon dispersed.. heading back down those stairs to tend to his cup of tea.. the game though.. this.. truth or dare certainly captured his attention.. it wasn’t one he had really heard of before.. certainly hadn’t played it..least not that he could remember.. perhaps once when he was much younger?.. he made his way down those steps.. watching her for a moment there as he leant in the door way.. his back against its wooden frame.. she slunk around that kitchen.. each movement so smooth.. her footfalls making narry a sound.. he would tease her then..bending her over that bench.. tormenting her.. his fingers within her hair.. his hips pressed flush.. hard against the softness of her ass.. sure he was taunting her.. but in turn he was also toying with himself.. the desire for her was already there.. the flame had flickered to life upstairs when he wandered in on her wearing oh so very little.. so in effort to teach her a little lesson he was making it all the more harder on himself.. he felt her arms reaching back.. her fingers and those nails gaining access to his ass.. to grip so fiercly.. he was unable to hold back that groan.. she moved against him.. with him..meeting his rocking head on before he would just step back.. releasing her there.. to turn and make his way back to the counter.. drawing that pot from its heated coil.. to pour the amber coloured liquid into the two waiting teacups.. placing it back down..he would keep an eye on her.. out of the corner of his.. not turning to look to her.. at least not properly.. though he was doing well to hold back a twisted little grin.. it was begging to form.. though he was trying in earnest to hold it back.. she moved to stand closer to him.. beside him there.. - .. Oh?... he questioned- .. and just what have you forgotten?.... he clucked his tongue against the roof of his heated mouth when she mentioned the words being just on the tip of hers.. he had since then turned his neck a little.. his gaze falling upon her.. seeing those passion hazed eyes.. half closed.. lustful..he’d blink though when she snapped her fingers.. having startled him just a little.. his brows furrowing as she reached forward.. her fingers soon felt upon his bared skin.. his stomach sucking inward in response to that touch as he drew a sudden breath- .. and just what do you think your.... would be as far as he would get before those slick little fingers of hers would grasp quite a hold upon his hardening cock.. stroking.. dancing along its heated length.. his teeth snapped down together.. his free hand reached to grab a hold upon her wrist.. wrapping his fingers easily around it.. he swallowed.. exhaling a deep long breath.. he wouldn’t help but drip his head back a little.. how fucking fantastic did that feel really?.. her touch was so unbelievably soft ..- ..Trin.. . he growled.. forced through his teeth that were still gritted down so firmly.. he had that hold on her wrist but he had yet to withdraw it.. to pull it away from him.. though she would soon do it for him.. reaching to pull it free..releasing the hold on his now achingly hard shaft.. his head dipped forward this time.. watching her as she pressed those naughty little fingers to her lips.. spotting that tongue bathing against the slightly glistening flesh.. he groaned. rolling his neck- .. You are a fucking tease.. .. he let his shoulders sink as his back suddenly felt like it needed cracking.. his entire body felt out of touch.. out of line.. just.. uncomfortable in his own skin.. she had set a fire burning within him.. no girl had ever done that.. Ever.. no one had ever taken the upper hand.. he had always done it.. and fuck him sideways did it feel extraordinarily good..when she reached for his belt.. he turned her around.. guiding her back toward the table before he’d promptly spank that silk covered ass of hers- .. Sit down Trinity.. .. another forced breath.. before he would gather up those two waiting cups of tea.. and he would sit across from her.. his gaze upon her.. watching her.. it was clear as the nose on his face just how wanting she had made him.. - .. You wanted to play a game.. .. he motioned toward her..as he reached for the sugar and a small silverteaspoon- .. I do believe you can start

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *There had to be a specific reason for her to act this way, to put on the slick satin guise of the temptress and wrap silken cords around him. Normally, sex was quite mechanical for her, and being what she was, there were facets of her programming that could be activated to suit the tastes of her owners. Some wanted to be dominated, other wanted complete submission, some loved verbal abuse and others couldn’t get it up without pain. There was a world within sex itself, different, dark, tempting… But she had never been the seducer, never once been asked to fill that role. This was truly her first time, and the only reason she was standing there as she was clad in less than a yard of fabric was because Ace enjoyed it. His responses were for her, enough to drive her forward, letting her know that this was something he was enjoying. Ace was such a very skilled seducer, he had to barely try, to merely flex that skill before she was putty in his hands, ready for his molding. It wasn’t quite fun when you were the one doing all the work though, when you were always the one perusing, hunting, chasing the prey. She wanted to give him a chance to feel that fire flicker, to dance along his skin by a hand not his own, a chance to sit back and receive it. Besides, it was when someone was tossed out of their regular pattern, when someone throws in a change that people are at their most truthful, their most honest. It was one of the best ways to see someone for who they really were, for how they felt at their core. She had wanted to watch him react, to see how he delt with the shoe being on the other foot, as it were. He desired her yes, she knew that quite apparently, but the question was in which way? Lustfully? Oh yes, very. Sexually, well, naturally, that went hand in hand with sexually. But would he enjoy her switching rolls with him? Would he enjoy her taking that upper hand, to tease him as mercilessly as he had her? She had only one way to find out after all, and it was a high gamble but one that she could afford to win or lose. She had bent so willingly for him, her body reacting for him, singing at the strokes of his fingers, the command in his voice that melted her to her very core. It was as if he were some master musician, he had but to use her body like an instrument, strum his fingers over her flesh to bring for the song of her pleasure, a melody just for him. She would always submit to him so gracefully, trusting him to bring her to places she had never been before, to make her shatter in shards of pure light and watch him put her back together again, bring her back to earth only to start the destruction all over again. She had to admit, she was smiling at him when he just walked off, as if he hadn’t enjoyed a second of that little play against the bench, as if nothing had happened. She had felt him respond, feeling the pressure, the trusts of his hips against her ass, hear the groan as it slipped form his lips to dance there on the air like some puckish sprite. She was watching him even closer now, alert to every shift, and she could tell just a shade that perhaps he was trying not to smile, just the slightest pressure, firmness at the corner of his lips as if he were suppressing something. It had been then that she began to lead up to what she was planning to do, that tricky little dance of words, teasing him, watching those questions form there in those gorgeous grey eyes before she would take full advantage of that curiosity, the bit of shock the sudden sound had caused in him. It was all the opening she needed to dive in, to slid her hands along that firm, sweetly heated skin that drove her wild. She loved the look on his face then, oh she would relish that shock there, the way his words were suddenly cut off… She could hear the snap of those teeth meeting there at her action, and it did nothing but tell her ever more clearly that what she was doing affected you. She felt his fingers on her wrist, and though he wasn’t stopping her from touching him, from stroking those long delicate fingers up and down that scalding hot shaft, it was enough to let her know that he wasn’t quite sure if he wanted her to proceed or not. She danced on the edge of two choices, one, to push past his resistance as he had done her and break those walls down, or holding back, respecting his act of hesitation on her part. She heard her name, shortened into a pet name versus the full thing… It was then that she had pulled away with that gathered moisture on her fingertips, pressing it to her lips to torment him just a bit more for stopping her fun early in the game. What ever it was though, she knew she had hit a strong cord inside him, doing anything with his neck was Ace’s subconscious tell that something was going on in that lovely brain of his that took more than the day to day thought processes. When he called her a tease though, she couldn’t help but laugh softly, sticking her tongue out at him before replying.*”I learn from the best, you know… I don’t see how you have any room to talk, Mr. Kettle, since you kept me on pins and needles for over a day before you finally took mercy on me. It would only be fair if I returned the favor, don’t you think? If you think I am done with you Ace, you have a world of shock ahead of you… I want to learn every little thing that brings you pleasure, and I won’t feel a moment of remorse to torture you to get that information… After all, there is a whole house for us to play in, all manners of soft and hard surfaces, fabrics and feathers to tease you with… And Ace… I am…Very, Very Good at what I do…”*She would lick her lips again, holding his gaze as she did so there at the end, ensuring full, solid impact of the action would not be lost on him. She was not saying it lightly, oh no. When she decided she wanted to do something, she would hold nothing back. Before this day was over, you would learn just what you would be getting yourself into with this side of her. She gave a small mewl of protestation when she wouldn’t get her fingers on that belt, but did as he guided her and moved to sit, feeling that sting of his hand on her silk clad arse enough to make her jump a bit and shoot him a lusty, wicked look before promptly sitting down on the disabused cheek. She held up two fingers then, listing off her truth and dare option.*”Truth: How did you get that scar on your chest Ace? Or Dare: I dare you… to let me touch you, uninterrupted, for five minutes, anywhere I want to… If you refuse to do either, I lay claim to your shirt…”

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he had since settled down upon that seat across from her.. his eyes remaining firmly upon her even as he fixed himself that sweet tea.. dipping the teaspoon of sugar into the cup.. indeed it would seem there was no actual cream on that table.. so he would slowly sink back in his seat.. lifting his cup to lightly blow upon its piping hot contents- ..Do tell me.. Miss .... he would let that sweet amber liquid coat his tongue.. taking a small sip- .. is that a threat?.... his head would tilt a little to the side- .. or a promise?.... his cup would return then to its saucer.. god that tea felt good he had yet to drink anything since he had been woken so abrubtly.. - .. I can’t say I am used to this side of you.. just yet.. so brash.. so open.. .. he reached for one of those sweet buns.. drawing the small plate nearer to him- .. it’s all rather naughty isn’t it?.. coming from you?.... his tongue would glide across the inside of his upper lip.. his fingers were busy breaking a small piece of that iced pastry .. before he would slide it between his lips.. - .. someone who’s been so sweet.. angelic almost.. and here you are.. sitting before me in.. oh so so very little.. .. his gaze would drop then to view that perfectly supple sweet valley on display.. the way the bra pushed it together.. sublime.. he simply had to approve.. what man wouldn’t?- .. not that I disapprove.. Oh no.. .. he’d shake his head.. dipping his icing.. sticky sweet fingers just inside his mouth.. one after the other..- .. certainly not.. it’s just very.. very different.. .. he’d watch her then as he would move to recline.. to settle back.. his hands falling to rest there upon his bared stomach.. - .. I don’t doubt for a second that you are very, very good at what you do Trin.. .. his hand rose then to rake back through his hair.. scratching lightly against his scalp in the process.. - ..But I will tell you this much.. .. he lightly rubbed his lips together.. tasting the remnants of that sugary sweet icing- .. If you think for one moment.. that I’m done with you.. you are very much mistaken.. I haven’t even begun honey.. .. he lightly shook his head- .. I wouldn’t even count the previous day as an opening act.. it wasn’t even an.. appetiser.. Don’t get me wrong though.. I enjoyed every single solitary moment of it.. touching, tasting, fucking you.. You are incredible.. absolutely..ravishing.. and God damn do you ever taste so good.. .. he just shook his head in disbelief..- .. like nothing I have ever.. Ever.. .. he would peter off then.. deciding to not finish with that sentence.. she would surely get the gist of what he was saying.. he’d reach for his tea once more as she would begin this little game.. this.. truth or dare if you will.. - .. Oh .. decisions.. decisions... he’d take another sip.. letting it coat the inside of his mouth before he’s swallow.. in a bit of a bind here he was.. he knew full well how he got that scar.. but to try and explain that he would be here for hours.. as she would be full of questions then.. and he had yet to explain just what had occurred that night.. when he was summoned back to chambers with Nautilous… Sydel had caused that scar.. when she returned after being dropped into those very same chambers..she wasn’t too happy about being forced into such a decision.. and took it out on him because of it.. naturally though because she was ‘quite the catch’ he was rewarded.. and he didn’t die.. least.. not that time.. to let her touch him though.. uninterrupted.. and for five minutes.. quite a long time indeed to just let her have free reign.. and he had a feeling he knew exactly what she was going to do.. especially if the earlier act was anything to go by..his hand rose and he tapped it against the side of his nose. Before he would move to slide out of that shirt.. peeling it down his arms.. tossing it across to her - ..It’s yours.. .. he’d shoot her a wink.. taking another sip of that tea- my turn yes?.. .. he pursed his lips together in thought as he watched her closely.. - .. Truth: Are you conscious of your actions when your programming is activated? like.. .. his brows furrowed trying to make his question make some sense- .. say you were directed to do something you didn’t much care for.. sexually.. is your body under your own control?.... his arms rose.. crossing then about his bared chest- .. Dare: dance for me.. right here.. right infront of me.. You have shown me you can seduce with your hands.. with your fingers.. your lips.. what about your body?..and for me there is no refusal.. there is no out.. pick one or the other honey

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She herself had picked up some of the peach flavored sugar crystals and sliding those pretty pink bits of delight into the cup, stirring it slowly as he blew on his contents to cool it. She hadn’t been teasing when she said she forgot the cream, she truly had, and a part of her wanted to smile from it. It was a shame he really had stopped her, she would have had a bit of fun there, teasing him till he lost his mind and his load. She tapped the spoon against the lip of her cup, setting it down beside her cinnamon bun on the plate, her fingers tearing it into smaller pieces for her to nibble on as he spoke, nearly choking on her first bite. She blushed softly at it, that little question was making it a bit hard to keep up the guise of being a seducer. In truth, she was exactly as he saw her, sweet and kind and true. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t put on a mask, just as he did, becoming what she wanted to be at that time without actually sacrificing her true nature to it. That blush would give it away though, if he were watching close enough, he might just see that this was her attempt to try, at least a little, to let him have some fun, to wipe from his mind that morning in the kitchen. She tapped her nail lightly against the plate as she paused before answering.*”A Promise… A threat sounds like something mean or vicious and I can’t be like that… But I can promise you that I fully intent to bring you as much pleasure as I can… It isn’t very fair for you to be the one always giving now can it? You have to receive sometime too or you won’t have anything left to give…”*She had to tilt her head, beating out a soft musical rhythm on that plate. She was beginning to wonder if perhaps she had gotten herself a good deal over her head in those moments with his questions, that blush deepening just a shade on her cheeks. She bit down on the inside of her bottom lip, her canines worrying the flesh there before she responded.*”We all have sides, is that not what you have shown me since we met? When you said you were several things rolled into one… I am as you have seen me, that is my true nature, how I am in my very soul… But that doesn’t mean I can’t put on a mask as you do, to show you a different side… In truth, I want to do to you what you do to me… I wonder sometimes if you know just what you do to me, walking about with your shirt open like that, letting me see your abs, your chest, the way the muscles move… You can’t not know how tempting that is… I just wanted to give you a dose of your own medicine… Besides, you were the one who walked in on me changing… Proving you are the peeper indeed…” *She would smile at him then, knowing that little peeping tom joke would always be something special between them, something they would always remember, would never fail to bring a smile to their faces. When one took away the bad, the storm, the girls, the moments where he had been taken from her… They got along better than two strangers had a right to. It was as if they had known each other for a time, in good standings among one another. It was almost as if he had been a childhood crush, someone she had longed for but had never dared reach out to. How odd she had that feeling, yet she couldn’t shake it. It was really quite true… Almost as if he had always been there… Then those actions, her eyes riveted on those fingers that slipped between his lips, to suck off the frosting from the sweet roll… She pressed her thighs together like a pressure vice, trying to stem the fire that had lit up there from that simple, innocent action... How in the world was that ever even fair? She lifted her cup to her lips, to try and hide that blush that was deepening there, even crossing her legs under that table to try as best she could to stem that ache that was beginning to grow, to pulsate with the beat of her heart. Damn him… She wanted to come around the table and just pounce on him, to lick and suck that sweetness from his lips, to plunder the cinnamon haven of his mouth so sweetly laced with the tea. Oh he was going to make this quite hard really, quite hard indeed! She watched him slide out of that shirt, envying the clothing for a moment at being so close to his skin while she was sitting across the table from him. She caught the shirt as he tossed it at her, feeling it roll between her fingers, over her skin before pressing her lips to it in a light kiss, taking in the smell of him that was more potent than an aphrodisiac. She would then slide it onto her own frame, hiding her body from his view…well, most of it anyways… Time to torment him back a bit, knowing he could imagine full well what she was wearing beneath it, but unable to see it any more. A bit of a cock tease thing, a little flash show to tempt him. At his questions, she had to tilt her head a bit and ponder them… He had given her the win, first round, but his questions were both rather…tempting… One she would lose the game of temptation, force even more of her nature, her programing, to the light, dispelling a little more of the glamor of her guise of humanity… But the other?... It gave her all the opportunity she needed to push him a bit more, and return the favor of that sweet little smack to her ass. She could dance, very, very well in fact, and he had no idea just what can of worms he had opened when he gave her that dare. She smiled at him though, resting her chin in the palm of her hand.*”Well now, that’s not very fair… No out, just the choice of one or the other… Still, I can’t say I am surprised… It would be just like you to ensure I either gave you an article of clothing, or gave you what you wanted… Tell me Ace.. I wonder which you would be happier about? If I refused the truth and did the dare, or if I answered your question?”

(00:40:58 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*That smile was still on her lips as she moved to stand, lifting each of those long legs to cross over the bench before settling her feet.*”Since I can’t back out of the choices though, I choose Dare… If you want to tease me so bad, I think I should return the favor, don’t you?”*She would turn to look at him, her fingers sliding up into her hair, to begin to twist it up , her hairs weight and length enough for her to tie it up in a loose bun there at the crown of her head. His shirt she had buttoned up on his frame as soon as she had it slid over her shoulders, putting the fabric against her breasts with each action of her hands in her hair. She would stand then, taking each step slowly, the rocking of her hips bringing the hem of his shirt up with each sway, revealing the outer ovals of her hips, the swell of her ass, the light flash of white satin beneath the richly colored fabric. It was a shame she had no music to go off of, but she could play the song in her head well enough, knowing which little number she was going to act out for him. She would stand before him then, her legs slightly spread before him as she raised his brow at him, a teasing smile on her lips as she began to sing, to set the tempo. Slowly with the tempo in her head she would begin to rock her hips from side to side, a sweet slow motion that would end with a slight pause at the end of each sway.*” Ohhh…. A guy what takes his time, I’ll go for any time… I’m a fast movin’ gal who likes them slow…Got no use for fancy driving, wanna to see a guy arriving in low-w-w-w” * She would bent at the knees slightly, her hands sliding from her neck down the front of her body, down over the swell of her pert tits and lower, over that tiny waist before dipping lower, to press over her mons and slide down the inside of her thighs before shifting to pull that shirt down tight against her front. She would release the fabric, winking at him before she would saunter around to stand behind him, sliding her hands down his arms as her back pressed against him, sliding down against his back, rocking her hips side to side a she teasingly, oh so slowly, tormented him.*”I’d be satisfied, electrified to know a guy what takes his time… A hurry-up affair, I always give the air, Wouldn’t give any rushing gent a smile…”*Those fingers would dance up his arms then, teasing feather light strokes as she barely touched him, just a bare whisper as she rocked against him on the way to standing up.* “I would go for any single who would condescend to linger awhile, What a lullaby would be supplied to have a guy who takes his time, Ooh-h-h”*She would come around him again, to stand before him, her back to him as she looked over her shoulder, gently rolling a shoulder suggestively at him, tossing him a sassy wink before moving her fingers to those buttons of his shirt. He couldn’t see her undoing them, but he could see the motions of her arms, hear her nails click softly against the buttons, the way the fabric would start to slide off of her shoulders, growing looser, dipping down inch by slow, tormenting inch.*”A guy what takes his time, I’d go for any time…A hasty job really spoils a master’s touch!....I don’t like a big commotion, I’m a demon for slow motion or such…Why should I deny that I would die to know a guy who takes his time?”*The last button was free, and she would seem to slide that shirt off of her frame, only to catch it at the end, the neck of it resting under her as, accentuating each sway of those hips, the little pops as she rocked on those high heeled boots of hers. She was slightly dipping with each rock, giving him a full show of not only those sleek muscles in movement, but the absolute control she had over her own body, the fluid movements geared to arousal and seduction. She would look over her shoulder at him again, sliding that shirt of his against her thighs, wrapping it about her wrists, pulling it tight against her skin, those eyes of hers full of all sorts of temptation and unspoken promises of quite the delight later on. She would turn then, revealing her front to him, before tossing that shirt over his head teasingly, blocking his view, only giving him a glimps of her front before she would cross to his side, leaning against his arm as she finished up her little song and dance for him.*There isn’t any fun in getting something done…If you’re rushed when you have to make the grade…I can spot an amateur, appreciate a connesseur in trade….”*She would lean against him softly then, rocking as she went down again, resting her hand on his thigh then as she dropped fully down, popping her legs out to the side as she released her hair from that loose bun, letting it spill down against his arm and legs, pilling in his lap.*Who would qualify, no alibi, to be the guy who takes his time?... Oooh-h-h- Oooo-h-h-h-, Ooo-h-h-h” *Her voice was sweetly deep, almost a moan as she rose slowly before sliding into his lap, sliding one hand around his shoulders, to anchor herself there as she let her head dip back. Those last notes were just passing her lips when she would smile up at him, so innocent, so temptingly, despite the fact she had just given him a full on burlesque show with nothing but his shirt. She would remain there in his lap, for an extra moment before she would move to stand if he would let her. She would then pose her next question.*”Truth: Do you have any feelings for me that you haven’t ever had for another woman? Something rare that you only feel with me?” Dare: I dare you to reveal something to me that no one else knows.”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..his hands fell back down to his lap there as he watched her slowly moving to stand.. - .. You get to choose honey, that’s the beauty of it.. how about you surprise me.. .. he shot her another wink.. watching her as she pulled that shirt of his that little bit tighter.. figuring from these actions alone that she was about to do a little dance for him.. and in that thought he regretted giving her that choice.. she was going to drive him insane he just knew it.. he observed her closely as she pulled her hair back and up.. revealing those delicate curves of her neck.. her throat.. and then she would begin her torment..and she most certainly succeeded.. he couldn’t tear her eyes away from her.. watching every rocking of those hips.. the delicate movement of her breasts.. even confined within that bra he could still easily make out their outline.. she was talented with that body,.. extremely so.. and it showed.. he cleared his throat.. he took a sudden breath.. and then another.. her singing only added to the overall effect..his right hand rose.. his elbow coming down to rest upon the chairs arm while his fingers tapped against his cheek.. one soon found its way to his lips.. lightly tracing along its corner.. he watched that hand of hers as it started its descent down her body.. between those luscious breasts of hers.. across her lean stomach.. only to wander down along her inner thighs.. his own knees drew together at that sight alone.. his toes having curled under within his boots..when she moved to settle in behind him his eyes would close over.. his lips would part and a murmur sounding when she touched him.. gliding her fingers down his bare arms.. over those then twitching muscles.. her touch was a mixture of a sweet ticklish sensation and such tormenting pleasure.. before she would move.. his eyes would re open.. watching as she would begin to remove that shirt.. bit by bit.. he could hear her nails tapping upon the small glass buttons.. over one shoulder.. and then the other.. before the fabric would fall and he would be once more gifted with the sight of her perfect little ass.. his eyes closed over and he grit his teeth down within his closed mouth.. a breath expelled through his nose rather harshly.. a shiver ran down the length of his spine making him shift a little in his seat.. his breath would catch when her hands came to rest upon his knees.. his thighs.. his head dipping down .. eyes half opening to look down to her.. Oh it was clear as day he was lost within that lustful haze.. before she would draw up and settle down upon his lap there.. dipping back.. using the curve of his neck as an anchor.. he would be able to view that glorious plane.. the rise ofher chest.. her neck elongated.. Oh good god.. his brows furrowed and his head dipped back.. his fingers curled inward to ball into fists ..before he would clear his throat when she moved to stand.. he wouldn’t reach for her.. or pull her back to him.. he sjust very slowly.. Very gradually drew his body back into his seat.. Fuck did he ache right now..her questions certainly caused him pause.. time to think a moment as his elbows came down to rest upon the table.. palms against his forehead.. did he have feelings for her that he hadn’t had for another woman? Something so rare?..or would he take the easy way out and simply reveal some big secret..more likely the latter.. and she should have guessed that one- .. Well that wasn’t really a dare was it honey.. it was another question.. formed into a dare. Something No one knows.. not anyone? Not a single soul.. well I think that’s a bit hard isn’t it.. there is usually always at least One other person who knows... he shot her a wink.. drawing a breath- .. I have a son.. .. he nodded.. that was his secret.. she did not however ask for details.. so he didn’t offer any.. - .. Truth: Do you have a kink? Hidden away there in that vast mind of yours? Not something you have been Made to do.. Not something you have been Asked to do.. but something you Genuinely Want to do.. .. his head tilted.. he reached for his cup- .. Dare: hmm.. lets see.. .. he paused to take a sip of the now luke warm liquid- ..I dare you to go and Put some clothes on.. .. he shot her a playful wink before he laughed.. - .. Make your choice

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *The dancing aroused her as much as it did him, how could it not when she knew he was looking at her, focusing only on her? That would be like watching someone eat a delicious cake and not wanting to have a slice yourself, completely impossible. His reactions were wonderful though, enough so that she knew it wouldn’t be the last time she would dance for him, not when she saw how much he enjoyed it. She could imagine it being a prelude to several little sexual rendezvous in the future, without a doubt. When she had finished, sliding into his lap, she could see the lust there in his eyes before she would slide out of his lap, to return to her own seat, taking up her tea, gently nibbling on the food before her. For some reason, she was hungry, and that was something she couldn’t remember ever being before. Chalk it up to the last twenty four hours being such a complete world changer for her. After all, she had never had so many emotional, or mental, ups and downs before in her life. It didn’t help the fact that she had healed Ace not once, but twice, as well as ran that scan to see if Ace was indeed the father of that woman’s child. Plus… there were those moments of black out in her mind, places she couldn’t remember that she had never had before. Again she could hear that whisper in her head, the echo recall of the words spoken… She had been firm set against asking Ace about it, after all, what would he know about it? How could he know anything about it, it wasn’t as if he were somehow responcible for it… She was just…a little haywire… She was about half way through her roll, really, she was starving… She could only smile at his words, a brow rising over those jade colored eyes as he spoke about her dare. He had already broken the rules with making her choose one option or the other, no giving up an article of clothing.*”It is in a way… You are always so secretive about things, it is a bit of a dare to ask you to reveal something about yourself, isn’t it? You’re right though, there is usually a secret someone else knows, so that was a bit of bad wording on my part….”*She was taking a drink of her tea, watching him when he suddenly said he had a son. She ended up inhaling a bit of the tea in her surprise, sputtering, quickly setting down the cup as she started to cough uncontrollably, covering her mouth and turning away from the table as her lungs tried to remove the fluid there. He couldn’t have hit her harder than if he had raised his hand to her and struck her personally. She was bent over, one hand resting on the bench between her legs, the other trying to keep the urge to either cough a lung up, or loose that roll which was threatening to come back up. For some reason, knowing he had a child…why did that hurt? It was so strange, logically she couldn’t format a reason for the pain that those words had caused her, there wasn’t a single metal reason for it… But if it was emotional, and it certain felt that way… Why? Why would the knowledge of it hurt her in such a way that it made her stomach churn so viciously like that? Her shoulders were shaking by the time she was done coughing, her ribs hurt and her throat felt raw, but as least she could breath. She really couldn’t move much though, she was afraid if she did she would get sick right there on that lovely tile covered in the fleur de Lis pattern. She would take several moments of dead silence on her part, trying to get some sort of mental bearing… Then that same voice…Again… Oh, joy…just fucking joy… She could scream right now, really and truly, just scream and lock herself up in her room and tell the world what it could do with itself and where it could go in a bloody hand basket. She shook her head, trying to get the voice out of her mind, to go away as it had for a bit. Who ever was behind it, she wondered what she had done to deserve that sort of cruelty.*”Well, he has some balls asking you to tell him what your kink is…you know it’s just so he can wrap you around his finger even tighter, don’t you? Just adding another string to your skin to pull you around how he wants…”*She shook her head, silently, glaring at the wood there beneath her legs, not daring to answer because Ace would think she was utterly stark raving mad. Was she denying Ace’s questions, his truth or dare? It might seem that way. If Ace could see her face through the curtain of her hair, he might see how utterly white she had gone while those eyes of hers blanked out, the pupils mere pinpoints, swallowed up in a sea of mossy green gold. The voice obviously didn’t care if she responded or not, choosing to continue to goad her on.*”Awww, what’s the matter, afraid to be seen talking to yourself little doll? What’s the matter, don’t trust the man you say you love to understand, hmm? Afraid he will look at you funny? He probably would you know… After all, he’s told you before he doesn’t think he can ever love anyone… Why would he love a walking mistake like you? Because he says your pretty? As if! We both know that’s not good enough, you saw the girls he was living with. He can get any pretty bit on two legs he want, what would make you so special? Oh wait… the babies… Well, that might not help your case either, since he already has a son. Anything you give him will just be sloppy seconds, you know. Besides, we both saw how he reacted when that blond bit told him it was his. He certainly didn’t seem to thrilled at the idea of another kid. What are you going to do, hmm? You know you can always expel it, destroy that life that’s budding inside you right now, cell by anatomical cell… It wouldn’t be hard, just attack it, kill them… You know you want to….”*Another vicious shake of her head as she moved to cover her ears with her hands… It was one of the few signs she would ever give, the only tell she had when something terrified her, shook her down to her core. She wanted the voice to go, just leave… Why was someone doing this to her?! What had she possible done in her week in this world to merit this?!*”Tell him about the babies, Trinity… Or I’ll tell him… Make your choice… You have thirty seconds…”*Those fingers would grip tighter on her ears, wanting to block it out, block it all out. She shook her head in denial, she wasn’t pregnant and she wouldn’t lie to Ace about it, the voice was wrong! The voice went silent, but it wasn’t the end of it’s torment. She felt something slice across her skin, sharp as a scalpel across her stomach, erupting in a burn that ripped a whimper from her. She stood as quickly as she could then, her hands pressing over her stomach where she could feel blood beginning to well up. She didn’t even look at Ace, didn’t see the room around her as she bolted for the nearest bathroom, leaving a little crimson trail of dots behind her.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he blinked when she started choking on her tea the mere moment he had told her of this mysterious child he had.. hidden away somewhere.. he had tried to weigh up the pros and cons of revealing such to her.. but decided it would be best to day by day lay a few more cards on the table.. just to see how she would react.. just to see if she could handle it.. he was a big package to contend with.. there was a lot to him.. he wasn’t just one of those guys that was ‘what you saw is what you got’.. there was so much more there.. and he felt as though he wanted to show her .. to share it with her.. but her reaction made him second guess saying anything- .. Trin?.. are you alright?.... he blinked again as she coughed a little harder.. he gathered she must have just drew in a bit to much of that tea into her lung and they were just doing their damnest to expel it.. but she didn’t turn back to look to him.. she didn’t move from her bent over position.. those long blonde locks were concealing her from him seeing her properly.. he couldn’t see her face.. though when she started shaking her head and then grabbing for her ears he knew something wasn’t right.. certainly not at all.. he stood suddenly.. the chair skidded back and fell behind him.. he quickly rounded that table to be at her side.. his hands coming down onto her shoulders- .. Whats wrong?.. Whats happening?.... he moved to kneel down there.. to shift into a more squatted position to try and see her.. to try and get a look at her face.. he reached for her hair to slide it back over her shoulder.. she’d shake her head again and he’d feel his heart sink.. seizing there in his chest.. What on earth was causing this.. what was doing this? Surely it wouldn’t have been Khorn deciding he was going to take her one way or another?.. Surely Nautilous had been able to sort all that out.. especially after the agreement was made.. that blood pact signed and sealed.. and suddenly she rose quickly.. there was that painful whimper before she bolted out of the room..dissappearing out the opposite side through the kitchen.. he stood there a moment longer.. trying to let it sink in.. though it was like oil and water.. nothing was going to merge.. nothing was making a lick of sense.. his brows furrowed- .. Trinity!! he called out to her.. just now noticing the droplets of blood as they left a trail behind her.. his gaze widened then.. what the fuck was going on..he took off after her.. crossing the distance between the main room there.. the kitchen to the bathroom.. coming up to the door shut and locked closed.. his hands came down upon its thick wooden surface as he knocked..- .. Trinity.. Whats going on?.. What’s happened?.. there is blood everywhere out here.. Please tell me what is going on.. .. heknocked again- .. I sware to all that is holy if you don’t tell me.. and you don’t let me in I will get in there myself.. one way or another.. I will break this door down without hesitation.. . there was clear concern in his voice.. he was worried.. pacing a little on the spot there..thinking that perhaps he should call some sort of doctor.. but then again maybe not? She wasn’t entirely human and it wouldn’t make a lot of sense.. Fuck.. he groaned.. his hands coming to rest against his forehead.. - .. That’s it.. .. he bashed upon that door- .. I suggest you move out of the way cause I’m coming in

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Honestly, she would have been fine with it, it might have taken a moment for her to adjust to the fact he had a child, but she would have been able to accept it. That voice in her head though, didn’t even give her that chance to adjust to the shocker he had just delivered her. She could barely hear him over the voice that was starting that soft echo inside her head, but it was just…just enough to where she could reply between those sharp coughs. Her voice was brittle, a bit raspy, but she would respond.*”I’m ok… Just got some tea in the wrong pipe…”*That was all she really could say because after that it was a one on one battle inside her head again. It had been scary before, there inside her head, but this was worse, this was on a new level entirely. It just pushed her, and the words stung more than they had before because of what she had been told. She wanted to know Ace, to know all of him, good and bad, light and dark, but in truth, it was almost as if he was cursed. She’d known pleasure with him, blinding, white hot pleasure that had stolen her heart away with her virginity, but there was pain too, much too much pain. Perhaps it was she who was cursed instead? Maybe all this was because she loved him? Perhaps she wasn’t allowed to love, was that the reason? Was she just supposed to spend her life in this little cold box, never allowing any light, any warmth inside, to just lock up and freeze forever? She couldn’t… She couldn’t figure out the why, only know the reality of it. The reality of it was that whenever she got close to Ace, whenever they came to a moment where they would grow closer, something happened to stop it. First the storm, then the girls both times, and now… Why wasn’t she allowed? What was so bad about loving him? Being around him? Wanting to know him? It was enough to make her scream really, just yell out into the sky, cursing everything she knew in all the languages she could speak until her vocal cords broke. She could see him there before her, feeling his hands on her skin, seeing the worry in his eyes. She might not be able to hear him, but she could read his lips… Did she dare tell him? Dare she admit to the fact she was quite worried she was breaking? Who would want that sort of baggage? Lord knows she came with a fair share of her own without admitting a single thing, without confessing anything, why would anyone want to deal with the add on? Even more so when that person was breaking, or at least, believed they were. Fuck… She shook her head, before she told him what it was…or at least…in part…*”The voice is back…inside my head… It won’t go away…”*Of course, if Ace had told her what had happened, she might realize that she wasn’t breaking at all. If he had been honest with her, told her, perhaps she might be less scared, able to fight the terror inside her at her own fears and those put there by the girls as well as the voice that seemed to echo from every nerve in her brain. It was then that she had run as quickly as she could, her boots skidding on that tile as she had made a dash for the bathroom, the only place where she could hide that was close enough for her to reach in time. She didn’t know which was worse, the slicing of her skin, or the fact that she was suddenly violently sick. She hadn’t even made it to the toilet, she bad barely enough time to grab the waste backset before she started puking, her body rejecting the roll, the tea, the coffee, everything she had in the last 48 hours and more. When she had nothing left, she was still dry heaving that thin white bile that was stomach acid, feeling it burn every inch of her throat and mouth. She couldn’t seem to stop either, just holding onto that basket with one hand while reaching for that black towel hanging just a foot away from her. She grabbed for it, pressing it against her middle as tightly as she could to stem the blood while she heaved again. If she was going to die, she thought, the least they could do was not have it curled up over the garbage for gods sake. She could hear Ace asking her questions, concern there in every line but she couldn’t answer him. Every time she tried she was hit with the heaves, nothing but dry, wracking seizures that made her whole body convulse, not even letting her get a deep breath. But…Just because she couldn’t answer…didn’t mean it couldn’t… The voice was sexless, both male and female at once, rumbling like thunder.*”Oh she’ll survive….for now… But go ahead and break the door down, you’ll love what I’ve done with her… She’s so much prettier now… She really does have the loveliest Irish skin though doesn’t she? It just needed some…decorations… Pity though, I did give her the option to tell you herself, you know… Still, she’s stubborn, so I have to tell you instead…”*She gripped that basket tightly, screaming at the voice, still unsure if Ace could hear it or not, it sounded the same outside her head as it did inside.*”No!! Please, anything but that! Please!”*

(03:27:54 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: >*That act alone made her sick all over again, her body just going through the motions though there was literally not a drop in her left. She was breaking down, sobbing silently from the pain, the puking, the situation, all the pain from the last two days… It had just hit her all at once, far too heavy for those delicate little shoulders alone. She could hear that voice laughing at her though, that odd, sexless, disjointed voice.*”Yes! I am going to tell him and there isn’t a thing you can do to stop me little MacDonald! I can’t wait to see his face, why, it’s delightful! You See, Ace, our little doll here is pregnant, a little quick, I know, but it’s quite true… Didn’t take you too long to get one on her, did it? And guess what? The best part? It’s not just one, but THREE!”*There it was, that high pitched, sexless, utterly spine chilling cackle of someone who enjoys nothing more than causing pain to others. Oh who ever it was, was having quite the blast at her expense, as well as Aces.*”We’re going to wait a while, watch her get fat and ugly, watch her suffer… Then we’ll end it all for her… Not that you’ll mind I’m sure… After All, you already promised to give them away, it’s not as if they matter, right? After all, A deal is a deal, isn’t it? It’s not as if you’ll stick around to watch it… You know you can’t… Unless of course you’ll decide to fight? You could always try to do that… But you’d loose, any why bother, really? You’re a cold hearted man Ace, you’d replace her soon enough… After all, she’s just baggage.”*Then nothing…Silence… That door would break open and Ace would find her curled up on the floor, that towel held close against her stomach as she shuddered and shook, that pale skin painted all sorts of garish red. She opened her eyes at the noise, looking at him and the pain there inside them was enough to cut at the heart. They would close once more, the floor was his. She couldn’t move, she was too weak to even hide herself, to turn her face away. She didn’t know what was going to happen, but those words had been a final nail in her coffin. She just looked so small, so fragile and broken there on that floor, like a discarded doll. There, written upon her upper stomach and down her legs were the markings of an S, carved in several fonts into her skin, along with words like slut, whore, cunt, bitch, and all sorts of other depravity. Here is were it got interesting though… there were names carved in there as well… Slaanesh, the Dark Princes name was marked out boldly in her skin, as well as Khorns, and a peculiar 696 Ace might recall as being the symbol for what his favorite enemy was… The question was…which of them was the cause? Or was it none of them at all?*



...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he stood there at the door.. his forehead pressed against it.. his palms doing much the same.. flush.. pressed against the wood.. it didn’t seem to matter how much force he placed upon it.. it simply wouldn’t open.. he had applied a great deal of weight.. she would have been able to hear his body colliding with the wood.. it was just a door.. it should have just splintered into nothing but useless wood.. it was acting as though it were made of steel? ..- .Trinity.. is everything ok? I can’t hear you.. I can’t get in.. I.... he groaned.. banging his head against that door- .. I can’t get in the door.. and I’m growing terribly worried.. .. his gaze fell to the floor near his feet.. noticing the droplets of blood there.. it would be then that he’d turn.. his back pressing to the door and he’d slide down to sit.. he hadn’t given up no.. he was just growing further and further frustrated with it all.. it would be then however that he’d hear that secondary voice.. and he’d freeze.. pausing there.. his head lifting.. soaking in every single word.. was there someone else in there with her?.. it was possible.. but.. it sounded as though the voice was outside the room as well as the echo from within.. his gaze narrowed and he moved to stand- .. Who the hell is that?.... he snapped.. his gaze wandered over the room before him.. he couldn’t see anyone.. a fluttering of a thin veiled curtain caught his attention quickly.. but it was just the wind.. - .. Tell me what exactly?.... he questioned.. he turned back around to face the closed door.. his hands rising.. his fingers raking back through his hair.. it would be then that he’d hear her begging that whoever it was didn’t tell him.. whatever it was she seemed to be hiding from him.. .. What the hell is going on?.... surely the neighbours would be questioning what was happening.. they were making quite a racket between the three of them.. whoever that third was.. he couldn’t tell if it were female or male.. there was no obvious figure.. no obvious shape or smoke.. or magical sparkles… there was no scent.. no colour.. nothing.. it was just a voice.. no more.. no less.. he bashed on that door again.. and then again.. demanding access to that small bathroom.. he’d kick his boots upon its wooden surface and it would soon start to splinter.. to crack.. though it still remained stead fast and solid as ever- .. For the love of the Blood god Let me in.. I sware to god you will pay if you lay one single tiny worthless finger on her body.. Just one mark.. Just one.. I dare you.. .. he growled .. his voice easily carrying with its shredding darkness.. he was not amused.. not in the slightest.. the cackling.. all of it was just frankly pissing him off.. and he had a penchant for violence when things irritated him enough- .. I will hunt you down. On this world.. or the next.. surface or chamber.. and Ill strip every inch of that form from you in the bloodiest.. most torturous way possible.. You wont see me coming.. You wont know im there till that blinding pain is the Last thing you feel.. begging me for death.. You will be begging with every ounce of your god forsaken soul.. Get the Fuck away from her.... he snapped.. almost spitting out his last few words before the voice would hit him for size.. almost knocking the air from his lungs when it informed him that she was with child.. his shoulders sunk and he took a step backward.. the bashing upon the door ceased.. the threats.. ceased.. he was stunned.. completely and utterly stunned.. what the hell was up with today?.. first he gets penned with one child this morning.. and now this.. his gaze widened considerably.. and it seemed things would only get so much more worse when it told her he had promised their first born.. he exhaled.. his lids closed over.. .. fuck .... he managed to whisper.. just under his breath.. he wanted the opportunity to tell her this himself.. so he could explain it all properly.. not like this.. not now.. who knew about their pact? Nautilous and who else? Apart from those few dark faceless guards? He was just about tearing his hair out.. Nautilous wouldn’t act this way surely.. he had the man pegged as having a lot more class.. he went for the door once more.. forcing it open with one hardened shove.. it swung open.. its hinges shattering.. he groaned as it cained his arm.. his side.. causing the healing wounds quite a bit of unnecessary strain.. he reached to grab at his side.. he’d see her there.. upon the floor.. her tiny body shuddering from the pain.. from the shock.. tears trickling down her cheeks.. and he just crumbled.. he just fell to pieces.. he’d notice the marks.. the names.. that in of itself didn’t make any sense.. those two gods were like squabbling siblings.. they’d never bind themselves together to cause havoc.. but the final symbol.. well.. that struck him pretty fiercly.. Fuck that made him angry.. unbelievably angry.. he hadn’t gone near Quinn in.. weeks.. he hadn’t seen hair nor tail of her for ages.. or Chris.. what the fuck really.. Oh there would be hell to pay.. he crouched down..sliding his hand across her back.. another just under the bend of her knees before with little effort he would pick her up.. cradling her closer to him.. he wanted to get her out of that room.. it stunk of blood.. of vomit.. of bile and acid.. and no.. just no he didn’t want her in there for a moment longer.. he remained silent as he crossed the house.. entering the sun room toward the back.. though it was only filled with the soft orange glow of sunset.. he’d move to settle her down there upon the couch.. sitting just there beside her.. a cushion beneath her head.. a thinly veiled quilt over her nearly bare frame..he’d brush a few fingers across her sweat laiden forehead- .. uhh.... he paused.. hesitating a moment.. trying to decide where to begin.. what to say.. how to say it.. and what words were best to be used- .. hmm.... he swallowed.. slowly moving to stand from the couch.. he’d shove his hands down into his pockets.. deciding not to comment on the pregnancy.. just yet- .. do you remember the other night back in the house.. .. he lightly licked his lips.. being very.. very cautious with his phrasing- .. when we were in my room..

(04:28:15 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. .. he nodded.. glancing toward her a moment- .. and we were interrupted.. when I dashed out to get Alice.. when I heard she had been hurt.. well when I got to the field she was pretty far gone.. she’d been struck.. by that lightning.. .. his hands slowly slid up his sides.. rubbing his arms- ..this is where I made my poor choice.. this is where I wasn’t thinking.. and my decisions have ultimately come back to haunt me.. and in turn hurt you.. .. he swallowed..- .. something Ill never forgive myself for.. .. he shook his head.. turning from her then as he paced toward the wide open windows.. leaning slightly against the cill.. his back muscles shifting as his shoulder blades jutted out- .. I saved Alice..knowing full well that in doing so I was putting someone else.. to well.. their untimely end.. one they would have no choosing over.. my reasoning being she was the bread winner of the family upstairs.. she was the one that kept them in line..well.. as best they could be kept in line.. anyway.. Im rambling.. .. he frowned- .. you see.. much like regular every day citizens have their god.. the cross.. the whole Christianity.. religion..whatever.. .. he shrugged not knowing a great deal about that to explain it.. and he wasn’t entirely sure just how much she knew anyway.. - .. I have something similar.. but a little.. darker.. his name is Khorn.. . he swallowed .. do you remember the voice you heard.. in your head that night?.. . he tilted his head- . that was my god.. choosing you to take Alices place.. .. he swallowed.. his hand rising to rub against his forehead.. he was growing agitated.. he was hating this.. he was hating having to explain all this now.. right after all that- . you wont remember much after that.. it’s probably why you have been a little confused.. the images.. the actions and wordings all would have been locked away from you.. for the time being.. I went back there.. to my chambers.. to stop it from happening.. I begged them to release you.. and they wouldn’t listen.. they wouldn’t even look at me.. and I just about flipped out.. How could I have been so GOD DAMN STUPID .. if I had of just left everything alone.. None of this would have happen ed.. None of this.. you wouldn’t be on that couch unwell.. You wouldn’t have been haunted.. you wouldn’t have been frightened.. .. he gripped at the sides of his head as he sunk down that wall to sit- .. I met up with someone who’s quite a bit higher up in rank than I am.. and he seemed to understand my plight.. he owns this house.. .. he exhaled.. his voice lowering considerably.. he was sounding quite defeated actually- ..he told me he could fix it.. so Khorn would make his choice again.. someone else.. not you.. to release you.. but I had to cut him a deal.. and.. I told him I’d do anything to spare you.. anything at all.. that’s when he asked for your first born child.. I told him that was ridiculous as you yourself had told me you couldn’t have children..he just laughed at me and told me that..things would be different when you returned to here.. and that he was able to stop the programming for a short period of time so that I would be able to kiss you.. . he drew his knees up.. his head dipping forward.. his hands finding the back of his neck to hold.. fingers interlacing- .. I’m sorry Trinity.. I’m so unbelievably sorry.. .. his voice was completely shattered..there was perhaps even a light tremble there as he was having a hard time dealing with the guilt a terribly hard time.. -

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *It was a terrible thing, to be unable to react outside of simple reaction. She wanted to get up, to open the door, to find shelter in his arms, to hide away from the world of pain. It was so strange in a way because she was beginning to learn that being around Ace was it’s own kind of pain, it’s own suffering… She had known more pain with him than she had without him, on different levels. He was like the flame that lit the darkness, drawing her little moth like heart to him, burning her yet unable to resist that glow there. There she law, curled up, vomiting, utterly sick and feeling the burning pain of each slice on her skin… Yet she didn’t regret a moment with him… Her only worry was him leaving, giving up on her because of what she was… She didn’t fear for herself right now, but for him, hearing the panic in his voice even though she could barely whisper, she wanted to call out to him, to sooth him… She was less worried for herself, and terribly worried for him. What would he do when the voice told him she was broken? That she was supposedly pregnant. She didn’t believe that part, there was no way she could be, they had told her that her ovaries were long dead, removed when they created her. How could she get pregnant when she barely classified as being human? No…That was a lie, it had to be… She could believe she was breaking though, that somehow she had done enough damage in removing many of her programs that she had left too much of a hole, too many lines cut and things were going to fall apart inside her. She could hear that voice, that taunting, sexless voice that had tormented her earlier… Ace could hear it too now? He had to, she could hear him responding to it… She wanted to tell him not to right it, not to try… She couldn’t live with herself if he got hurt because of her. This pain was just pain, it was simple and something that would go away, it wasn’t worth it, she wasn’t worth it. She felt so unworthy then, hearing him protecting her, fighting for her out there, as if she were something valuable and worth sheltering, worth that effort… Then the silence… Even she couldn’t have said anything had she wanted to… Ace…. He had promised their child to someone? To take it from her, and give it over to a stranger? That hurt…oh how that hurt… It was bad enough that she was entirely silent when the thing had talked about children that couldn’t exist, the low fuck she heard from Ace made it worse… He had said the same this morning with Amber, heard him say it over and over when he had thought the child was his… God, did he see her on the same level as that woman? If she were pregnant by some feat of God himself, did he see it with the same distaste? That ripped her up, it hurt so much worse than the pain on the outside, this was deeper, mental, left a pain that could not be soothed by touches or holds… He couldn’t know that she had often wondered about children someday, not with him per say, but at some point in her life, to have that opportunity… It would have been a dream come true, but she knew it wasn’t a possibility. She had had enough semen pumped into her little body to impregnate a thousand women and she had never conceived, why should she now? Ace was amazing, but she didn’t quite believe he had self-spawning super sperm. When she looked up, saw him holding his arm from busting the door down quite literally, she couldn’t look at him… She couldn’t take it all, not now, perhaps not ever… How could he do something like that? As if it were something he had any right to give? It would have been her body, and her child too… She had a right to choose just as much, if not more than he did. She couldn’t stop from crying, God, how many more tears did she have in her to shed? He had hurt her… deeply, very, very deeply. When he lifted her up, held her against his chest, she could hear his heart, that tender thing beyond her grasp to read, to know… It made it hurt all the worse, the tears coming faster, her small frame shaking there with silent sobs that her vocal cords couldn’t support. She just rested here, her head against his chest as he moved, laying her down on that couch as the world was painted in several shades of red and orange. She was listening to him though, as much as it hurt her to hear his voice, she was listening… When he said that name, she shuddered hard, having a flash of a face that was more like a beast than a mans, and a voice that was a thousand screams all at once.*”The Throne of Skulls…”*She could barely whisper it, but she saw it there, clear as day in her mind, that great thundering beast with the body of a man. A mountain of skulls that defied measurement. So he was the reason for the black outs in her mind, the places she couldn’t reach anymore… She wanted to say more, to ask more… But she didn’t, she held back, letting him finish. She watched him get up, to move away from her, leaving her alone on that expanse… it might be a good thing… When she heard that the voice hadn’t lied… that he had really and truly given away any child she might have, whether it was his or not… No…it was good he left because what he would have seen in those eyes wasn’t something she would ever want him to know. She had to be cautious, careful right now… The way he sounded a the end… It was as if he had broken… He had hurt her deeply… but he had only done what he thought was best… He had tried to save her life, to protect her, as he had earlier, and again before that… He was her knight… And… God help her… Even with hearing it all, knowing what she did… She still loved him… She knew it even more now than before, something like this… It would break a crush, shatter an infatuation…but it couldn’t destroy love… It could bruise it, bleed it, bend it…but never break it. She opened her eyes again, watching him as he sat there, almost crumpled up… God she hurt so badly though, her body wasn’t healing like it normally would, she could feel each cut as if someone had rolled her in salt and lemon.Still, Somehow, somewhere, she found the strength to speak.*”So… then my name is Rosamund MacDonald… the name I had when I was human…. That was the name I was called by that night…”*She exhaled softly, feeling the name hanging on the air… That…that was the proof she had been human at one time… That name right there… She would reach out beneath that little quilt, her fingers reaching for Ace.*”Ace…please come and sit by me… I need to talk to you, and I really want you next to me…”

(05:56:38 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *If he would come over, she would reach out for his hand, to link her fingers in his though her eyes would be closed. She was hiding herself away from him, denying him the words on her heart and in her mind.*”This isn’t your fault Ace… it’s…just a series of unfortunate events… What happened… you did it for the right reasons… You went to save her not because of the fact she made money… You did it because you have a good heart… You wouldn’t want someone to die if you could help it… The fact that it resulted in what it did... doesn’t mean that what you did… was wrong. Like you said… Sometimes when you gamble, you lose it all…” *She would pause, gathering her strength for a moment, trying to finish speaking, to push past the pain in her throat that went deeper than the acid burn.*”The voice… it has to be wrong… Ace, I can’t have children… if I ever could, that part had to have died a long time ago… But Ace… Though I won’t blame you for doing what you had to… You saved my life… But you had no right to give away something like that… You asked me what my kink was earlier? I’ve always wanted someone to love me, to do it with the full intent and purpose to start a live with me, to create a child… It’s one thing that I’ve always wanted, but never had… You don’t buy a love doll to imagine having children with it… It’s just a toy that feels good… But to me… I always wanted someone to love me enough, to want me enough to do that… That is my kink… If it were possible for me to have a child… I would rather die than give it up to a stranger… I would sacrifice anything… Everything to keep it… I know you didn’t know that…but now…now you do. Ace… if it were possible… If… I don’t know, by some God given miracle, and I am… I don’t think… I don’t think it’s something you want… I saw how you reacted to Amber… and I heard you… I heard you outside that door… There was no difference in your words… You don’t want it…not with her, or with me… So I guess then, it’s a good thing that I can’t… I don’t think I could bear it, finding I was and only to see you hate it… to not want it… When you told me you had a son, I was so shocked because it had sounded as if you never wanted any… the way you had panicked… I never thought you would ever father one…”*She would laugh softly, brushing her face into that blanket, wiping the tears that were falling out under those closed lashes.*”I guess it was right though… it really would just be sloppy seconds...”*She laughed softly again, despite it all.*”You know what the real surprise is Ace?... All this doesn’t change the way I feel about you, for you… I have every right, every reason to hate you right now… Most women would… but I love you Ace… Take it as you want…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..indeed he was feeling pretty shattered at this point.. really quite ill.. it was probably a good thing that his head was down against his knees or he would have quite possibly passed out.. he heard her.. calling out to him.. lifting his head to catch a glimpse of her offered hand.. he hesitated for a moment.. even two.. just remaining seated for the time being.. before he would slowly pull himself up.. brushing his hands down against the sides of his slacks.. he’d sit upon the edge of the small lounge.. not directly beside her.. just not honestly feeling as though he had the right to.. he glance toward her hand once more as it crossed his own.. her small slender fingers curling in to hold.. his reaction time was a bit slower… it would be a little while before his own fingers would curl to meet hers.. and then easily interlace.. he’d draw it up.. pressing his lips to the back of her hand.. before back down it would go to rest just atop the soft quilting.. he would listen to her now.. as she spoke.. telling him it wasn’t his fault.. that he did it all for the right reasons.. that he had a good heart.. he shook his head lightly- .. no.. no.. Trinity no.. .. he exhaled.. his voice remaining low.. quiet.. little more than a husky whisper- .. you don’t understand.. and I don’t blame you for it.. I have yet to really explain everything.. and to be frank and completely honest with you.. it’s not so simple… my past is twisted.. and hard.. it’s really hard.. .. he swallowed.. rocking his head back as his free hand rubbed against his temples- .. Nautilous.. the friend of mine.. who owns this home.. and who helped me out.. with our.. agreement.. wouldn’t make a pact like that so lightly.. . he shook his head- .. he’s not that kind of person.. he is above board.. he is strict.. and precise.. he makes his mark every time and never ever fails.. if the chance is there that you are indeed pregnant.. then.. .. he’d pause.. his brows furrowing.. what was he thinking though? Was he as angry and upset about it as she thought he was? Assuming could really get someone into trouble if they didn’t seek out fact- .. you would be.. I don’t know the reason for.. whatever that was in there.. . he would of course be referring to the voice.. in the bathroom- .. I don’t know who it was.. or how they came to know as much as they do.. it’s very confusing and I do indeed plan to find out exactly whats happened here.. but.. regardless.. maybe when you are feeling.. a little better.. .. he glanced toward her.. letting his somewhat pained grey gaze linger upon her. Her eyes were still closed- .. you should be able to do some kind of diagnostic check maybe? Forgive my ignorance.. I really don’t know what you are capable of.. .. he exhaled.. oh this was hard.. this had to be one of the hardest things he had Ever done in his entire life..- .. I know I had no right.. and it has haunted me ever since those words of agreement were made.. at the time I didn’t knowwhat else to do.. I was anxious.. I was worried.. I was about to do something brash and stupid that would have ended up in my death .. and you would have been gone.. he would have torn you to pieces.. you would be left as little more than a husk of yourself.. to do his bidding with no regard for you.. there would be no out of it.. no clause in the contract for you to leave.. short of your death and even that wouldn’t come so easily.. .. his brows furrowed and his head dipped forward.. he exhaled a long deep breath- .. You’re right.. I certainly did not want a child with Amber.. .. his gaze widened a little at the very thought of it- .. it was quite a shock to the system.. it hit me like a tonne of bricks.. I wasn’t prepared for it.. the Last thing I would ever want would be a child with any of those girls.. yes you did hear me cuss outside that door when whoever it was said you were with child.. but you don’t understand why I reacted that way.. it was not for the actuality of the child.. it was because I knew what it meant.. I knew that those stepping stones that Nautilous had required were slowly sliding into place.. and that I should have taken you aside and explained what had happened much sooner.. Much much sooner than this.. and under better terms.. calmer terms.. .. he sighed.. shaking his head once more- .. yes.. I do have a son.. I do.. .. he nodded.. his hand reached once more to rake his fingers back through his hair..- .. his name... he hesitated a moment- .. his name is Jacob.. … nodding slowly- .. His mother was a violet haired beauty.. an elf..no less.. .. he settled back then just a little.. his gaze had turned as he looked out those wide glass windows.. watching as the sun would begin to set.. the lighting growing dimmer and dimmer as each moment passed- .. and I again.. took a gamble.. I made a decision.. that caused the death of another.. .. his brows furrowed- .. he was born still.. breathless.. as white as a ghost.. .. he cleared his throat- .. I had the ability to breathe life into him.. and I did.. I did without thinking.. without .. he’d rub his hand across the stubble there on his chin- .. without really considering what might happen.. life for a life.. he returned.. and his Mother was taken.. .. he sunk back against the soft plush cushions on that couch.. his gaze shooting upward.. settling upon the high ceiling for the moment- .. he lives with my sister.. I don’t know where.. I don’t want to know.. .. that free hand sunk down to rest upon his stomach- .. His Mother is still around.. in a sense.. though she is as you would be had I of failed you further.. she’s a husk of her former self.. a dark.. evil little witch.. a black heart that beats to the very core of her being..he motioned to the scar upon his chest- .. she did this.. upon her return.. called it a parting gift.. hoped I would bleed to death.. . he shook his head- .. I don’t dislike children.. I don’t hate children.. I just seem to have such horrible luck when it comes to their mothers.. they never seem to stay together.. and in the end.. It’s my fault why.. .. his gaze narrowed.. his voice petering off into a whisper.. he wasn’t getting further upset.. just quiet.. - .. this is why I am reserved.. I see whats coming.. and as much as you want to say it’s not my fault.. I did it for the right reason.. I put the pieces in play.. that all lead up to this very moment.. its quite clear who’s at fault here..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She gave his hand a soft squeeze as he laced his fingers with hers, moving to lift her hand to his lips, to kiss the back of it. It was funny in a sad sort of way, that her heart wasn’t breaking for her, but for him… How much he must hate himself in a way, to constantly crucify himself like that… To take the blame of everything that had happened onto his shoulders… She wanted to stop him there, to keep him from taking all the weight onto his shoulders… She had shoulders too, and she would share them with him, though they might not be as big, nor as strong, she would still help him carry those burdens if he would but let her. He was strong, so very strong, so much that she always wanted to be in his arms, in the world there against his heart. She didn’t say anything though, much as he had remained silent for her to speak, so she would for him as well. When he mentioned that self-diagnostic scan, she decided to run one. She was going to anyways, but not till later, much later when things had calmed down and she could relax. She did so while he continued speaking, running it in perfect silence… Organs were normal, heart, normal, system… What?... Her system was wrong…very wrong… She had an increase in red and white blood cells, and her estrogen was literally almost double… Her blood pressure was up too, an her internal core temperature was up a good two degrees over normal. She felt her heart stutter in her chest, a skip, her breath catching in her throat before a soft whimper would pass her lips… No…. That was impossible… She did another scan…and another….each one came back with the same readings… Three alien life forms detected, cellular level… rapid division of cellular structure, estimated time of implantation in 9 hours… Gestation period… 8 months… Chances of survival of all three life forms…. 100% with proper medical care and facilities… She had to adjust, putting in the abilities of those here, in this time, and re-run the medical probabilities… and the rate dropped… Significantly… Chances of delivering all three 0%... Chances of delivering two, 28%.... Chances of delivering one, 87%... Chances of host surviving… 12%... Oh this was cruel… It was too much. Her fingers tightened about his, needing that strength there, needing him to be strong for her, for their days ahead if he chose to spend them with her… She was terrified, absolutely, stark raving terrified of what those numbers were showing her… Not only did their children exist…but they had such a small chance of survival, and she…she had an even smaller one… She kept her silent though, trying to find a way around those numbers, to increase her chances of bringing all three of them into the world alive… When he began to talk about his child though… It put a different light on things, a different spin on them… She had thought perhaps he had wanted nothing to do with the child because he disliked children… But now… It sounded more like guilt, as if he couldn’t bear to see the child, knowing what had happened to the mother… If she lived, and Ace died… She would forever see his face in their children, see his eyes there, his ears, nose, lips… She would see his features in them, and that would break her heart. Was it the same for him? Had he loved that violet haired elf? Was that why he said he wasn’t sure he could love?? She couldn’t blame him if it was… She couldn’t blame him from putting a lock on his heart for it, to save it from that hurt again… And if it was… she wouldn’t want him to love her… Because she would hurt him too in the end… When he was done, she would pull herself closer to him, shifting up on that couch to rest her head there in his lap, holding his hand against her heart, her face pressed into his arm. She couldn’t stop crying, her heart ached for him…and for her… For the loss they would both endure…. *”Ace… Before I say anything… I just have one thing I want to ask you, to beg you for… I need you to promise me something, call it your redemption for everything if you are going to force yourself to carry that cross… But I will need you to promise this thing to me… If you don’t, I swear I will vanish and you will never see me again… I don’t care how far I will have to go Ace, I will become nothing but a dream to you, I swear…. I need you to promise me that you won’t try that with ours….”*She was silent for a bit, letting the weight of it all fall on them both like a heavy blanket.*”I don’t know how…. I swear Ace, I always knew I was sterile, that I would never quicken… But they weren’t lying… Neither your friend, nor the voice, who ever it is….”*She shook her head, burring her face against his stomach, reaching around to hold him, needing him more now than ever before. She was shaking she was so scared, her voice soft and whisper thin.*”I’m pregnant Ace… triplets… The reason why I am making you promise me this… is because I don’t have a good chance of surviving this… neither do the babies… One child has a good chance, I’m healthier than most, stronger than most, one child would be alright… But my survival rate and those of our children go down considerable with the second one… Twins would only have a 24% chance of survival, my own survival rate at twelve percent… But the third child… If I were able to bring two into the world… the third one would die with me… We would depart this world together, it would be too much for my systems to handle, they would all shut down and take me with them… “*She would move in closer, hold him tighter as she cried, just talking about it was breaking her heart… She didn’t worry if she died… But she did worry about the babes, and about you, leaving you behind with such a burden…*”I would want them to know their father Ace… I would want our children to know you, to know why I love you so much… I would want you to tell them about me… To tell them how much I wanted them, how I would have stayed with them if I could have… I don’t want them to grow up without you… without me… Even if your friend, this Nautilous were to take one…I would beg him with my last breath, to let you know our child, and let them know you… Oh God”*Her voice broke on a sob, her small frame shook as she let it all out…let everything out as she clung to him, needing his solidity, his strength against her, to keep her from shattering. She was terribly close at that point, it had al become too much, that sweet joy of knowing what was happning inside her, yet the overwhelming fear for their future, for their survivability.*

(07:38:21 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: ”Oh Ace… God… How can I be so happy, but so utterly, completely miserable all at once? My heart breaks for you, for what you suffered… You have given me something special, a gift into you, a sight into who you are… I can see why you said what you did that night, when you said you couldn’t give me the future I wanted, that you were unsure you could love… I understand it now… Yet at the same time, I am so greedy, asking you to promise me, to care for our children, to be around them, to raise them… I don’t want you to save me, to risk something like that happen to one of our children… I am not afraid to die Ace…but I am terrified of leaving you alone in this world… I can’t explain it, I know how strong you are, how resilient, my fierce, ferocious lion… But I feel like I need to protect you, to show you that the world is not all pain and sorrow… I want to take the burdens from your shoulders, I want you to laugh with me always… Always… I want to love you, to feel your lips on mine, your hand on my skin… I want to share those moments with you forever… I want to be your light in the dark of this world you live in… I never, ever want to leave you… But when this is over, I know I will have to… I know I will cause you that pain all over again, I will hurt you deeply, perhaps even more so because I love you so very, very much… I want to spend every moment I have left like this, here in your arms, with my head near your heart, to hear that stead beat… I want to see you smile, forever… I want to loose myself in those eyes every morning, to fall asleep to the sweet rhythm of your breathing… I want to bicker with you over coffee and tea, to play games and lay bets with you… I want to hear you laugh more than I want to breath… I want to make you happy… Because you are everything to me…. I don’t care if it’s been but a couple of days… It wouldn’t matter to me if it were a few hours, of a few decades… It won’t change anything… You’re my new dream Ace… You're the melody in my heart, the song written there that God inscribed when I was born... I exist because of you... You're everything I ever wanted, everything I could have ever hoped for and more.... You're my Dreams and my Reality, your my smile, My Sunshine... and I just want to be your Sunflower... To always reach up to you...”

[BadInfluence]

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he watched her as she curled in closer to him.. her head coming down to rest there upon the gentle curve of his lap.. his hand rose.. soon coming down to settle atop her shoulder.. before he would begin to stroke his fingers through those soft golden locks.. a soft sigh would sound.. his free hand would soon rise as he would rub at his forehead.. raking those fingers back through his hair soon there-after- .. ask.. of course.. .. he would utter quietly.. his head rocking back to rest upon the couches cushions.. his eyes closing over.. his heart had slowed considerably .. slow.. soft shallow beats there within his chest.. he was feeling rather broken..a little on the shattered side.. this day had gone to hell.. he couldn’t recall feeling so heavy ..his brows furrowed when she asked of him to not do anything for their child.. he wasn’t shocked so much.. not really.. afterall it would have been in the back of his mind since the talk with Nautilous that pregnancy was an option.. and it may well have been an issue at some point in the future.. he just didn’t expect it to happen quite so quickly.. he swallowed when she said triplets however.. certainly don’t do things by halves do you .. he found himself telling well.. himself.. a long deep exhale.. his body sunk back into the cushions.. the stroking of her hair continued.. it was something he didn’t let up on.. she continued to tell him about the survival rates of the children.. and then of her.. and the news wasn’t all that grand.. it slipped considerably as each child was born.. ending ultimately in her death soon following.. his gaze shot upward.. awesome.. wonderful.. it was happening.. ALL over again.. all over again..that odd horrible touch of dejavu was creeping along the back of his neck.. causing the little hairs there to stand on end.. he felt her body trembling there as she curled in closer.. her face pressed against the flat of his stomach.. he slowly reached around her.. drawing her up onto his lap properly.. cradling her head upon his shoulder.. his arms slowly snaking around her.. holding her firmly.. securely.. safely.. his hands would lightly rub against her back.. just up and down.. light caring touches.. he remained silent for a time after she had finished speaking.. letting her get every word.. every sentence out.. he felt her tears.. he felt her sadness.. her regret.. - .. Trin.. .. he whispered softly against the side of her head- .. Something will work out.. something will change.. .. drawing another breath.. this time through his nose.. his gaze shooting upward.. he would not make those promises she asked for.. he couldn’t.. he had no idea what was about to happen.. what could happen.. all he knew.. for certain was that inside there was a growing violent anger.. and it would need to be sated and very soon.. he’d track down whoever was doing this.. whoever was hurting her.. and they wouldn’t survive the ‘talk’ .. the discussion would be bloodied.. a higher level of violence.. the kind of anger that caused the skin to ripple and the heart to sieze.. it was in there.. he was just holding it at bay while she was there within his arms.. he didn’t want to frighten her.. and there was every chance he wouldn’t come out the victor.. but he had no choice.. he was not going to be someone elses puppet.. - .. you do make me happy.. believe that.. .. he’d press a kiss to the side of her head.. just there atop a few golden curls..- .. we will get through this.. you’l see...

[BadInfluence]

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *It had been a rough past few weeks for her, a lot had happened, a lot had changed. She had gone to work the morning after she had found out she was pregnant, in more than a bit of a daze at the turn of events really. She couldn’t really explain any of it, none of this was ever supposed to be possible; none of it was even a feasible reality. Being back at work had rather… snapped her back to reality, dispelling the sweet cotton candy like clouds of the fantasy… Or was it a nightmare? That was a fine line to tread; parts of it had been the best moments of her life, while others had had that black tinge of nightmares. She couldn’t really figure out what she was going to do, what tomorrow was going to bring… That little sliver, that thread of stability she had been holding onto that first week here had snapped viciously, enough to send that steel cable thread along the face of her reality and gashing it open. She was all too confused, all too lost, all too scared. She had healed from her wounds, her skin flawless as it had been, her body still able to repair itself thank Google. She had come away from it no worse for wear body wise, but emotionally, mentally, well, that was a whole different bag of tricks. She caught herself constantly looking over her shoulder, always watching, waiting for the next things to happen. She nearly jumped whenever she heard a male voice that wasn’t Ace’s, always scared that it was going to be that oddly disjointed voice that haunted her, an evil prelude to pain and horror. If it weren’t for the fact that she wanted to have some sort of coin, some measure of self respect, she wouldn’t be working right now. She wanted nothing more than to hide in that beautiful room, beneath the heavy blankets and wish the world was back to normal, at least as normal as she could get it. Still, it was a cowardly thing to do and she had a bit more steel in her than that. She was a fighter, she wouldn’t bow beneath the weight of her troubles, she would carry them no matter the burden. She and Ace… they talked…but not as much… They were both lost in their own worlds, those tender moments where they had overlapped had passed, causing a silent rift between them. He seemed troubled, burdened, silent and still for what seemed like hours on end. At other times she barely saw him, their schedules a bit different when it came down to it. She didn’t mention how much the estrangement was hurting her though, how much she needed him right now. She was pregnant and feeling very, very much alone at these times but she wouldn’t add to his burden, she wouldn’t cause him more stress. It was bad enough of what had happened with his last child, but the fact that despite her pleas, he hadn’t given her the promise she asked for. He had instead talked about different things, switching the topic deftly, knowing she wouldn’t push it if he did so. She had let it go, not wanting to push, not wanting to drive him away or make him unhappy. The girls at work… They didn’t make things too much better. Marie was constantly at her heels asking about Ace, asking if he was ok, constantly apologizing about that night. The rest of them either wanted to know his name and how to get in touch with him, asking her if he was a good lover, and the others putting her down and saying she had joined the ranks of the regular girls and that she shouldn’t have been so damned uppity. It wasn’t nice both way honestly, both sides of the crap-fest just sucked and neither side was much better than the other. She wasn’t going to tell them anything about Ace, and she sure as shit wasn’t going to sink to their level and be nasty back to them, she didn’t have it in her to do it, even if they did deserve it. She didn’t mention any of this to Ace though, she knew that his temper was boiling just under his skin and if he knew what was going on he would burn the place to the ground in his anger. She could only imagine what he would do in all honesty, knowing firsthand what his rage could be like. Amber had been a bitch, she had said some really cruel things, but the girls at work had been keeping it up for well over a week now and weren’t showing any signs of letting up any time soon. It didn’t help either the fact that she was well aware of the fact she was pregnant and the future that was waiting for her right now if things didn’t change. She was making sure that she ate as much as she could tolerate though, plenty of milk and cheese, bits of chicken and beef, plenty of fruits and vegetables as well. She wasn’t going to put on any weight at least, at least, not any that would be fat. Her body didn’t need nutrients like that, she didn’t really need to eat. None of this was going to her, it was all going to the little lives inside of her that would need all she could give them to grow. They were what needed the protein, the dairy, the vitamins and she would give them everything she could. Of course the people noticed the amount she was eating, and she knew there would be tongues wagging and eyes watching her waistline for the slightest increase. Let them watch honestly, she would be out of here before she started to show. She had around three months before it got too far along to keep hidden, perhaps less with how delicate she was shaped. She had met with the seamstress… It was odd, seeing the change in the woman from the first time she had met her. She had had to repeat a thing or two, and her demeanor had changed, but other than that, they had gotten her measurements and designed a few dresses for her. She had several night gowns to be picked up tonight when she got off, as well as more under pinning’s and such that were needed. She also had three more dresses of her own, two of them pretty little spring dresses with empire waistlines she had specifically asked for because it would do wonders to help hide a rounding belly for some time. A few sets of boots and some slippers had completed her order for tonight, amounting to quite a few bags for her to pick up but it was worth it. She had paid for them herself though; she had allowed Ace to purchase that white dress for her, but nothing else. She couldn’t really accept anything else from him… Things were just… too confusing, too messy for her to reason out. For the first time in her life, that night after the attack, after finding out she was pregnant and falling asleep there in Ace’s arms on that couch… She had dreamed… Weird, disjointed, impossible dreams that made no sense to her. It had been proven that a person could only dream about a place they had been before, but she knew for a fact she had never been to the places she was dreaming out… Not unless she had been in places like that while she had been alive, but even then she couldn’t be having those dreams…

(02:50:38 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: After all, she had died, all of her memories from her past life had been lost, erased, never to be found again. It was supposed to be common procedure, to protect the families of those individuals who had donated their bodies to the series to pay off the debts and other such things… The dreams were so odd…scary, really, more like nightmares than dreams, and they always started out the same… She was in a world with nothing but shades of grey around her, not a drop of color anywhere… The weather was neither hot nor cold, the people were neither nice nor mean, the food neither good nor bad… It was just a constant state of…well not nothing, but there was no emotion there, no joy nor sadness, no anger nor love… Just…neutral… Like being stuck repeating the same thing over, and over, and over again. It had changed last night though, there was something…else in it… The dark in it was deeper, more menacing…. Somewhere, sometimes, just off to the side, just out of her line of sight there had been…something standing there… It was human in shape but deformed, warped, elongated in all the wrong places…. It had stalked her as she wandered around in that place, looking for Ace but not able to find him. The dream would progress, shift, change….growing formless and she was suddenly lost in a world of black and red, no shapes she could distinguish, nothing to let her know which way she was going. She could hear her steps echoing in her head that sound of splashing, as if she were walking in a shallow pool of water the floor flooded with something wet. The mist on the ground was far from normal, it was blood red and clung to her skin, weighing her down, painting her crimson no matter how much she kept wiping it off. She could feel that thing getting closer, stalking her, closing the distance despite the fact she could only hear her own footsteps in there. She would start to panic, to run, falling, getting heavier, heavier… Each time it got so much harder to get up. Somewhere in the distance she could see just the barest outline of Ace, see his broad shoulders, the scarred length of his back… She just couldn’t get to him, no matter how hard she ran, how fast, how far, how long… She kept slipping, sliding, falling…till at the end the red would begin to consume her, dragging her down into that world of black that terrified her, made her scream in her dream while her body twitched violently in life, small, chocked out whimpers as she tried to escape the nightmare. She would suddenly wake up though, sitting up in bed lightning fast, her breath stilled in her chest as she gasped for breath as if she had been drowning. She would sit there, shaking, crying and fighting to shake the cobwebs of that hell in her head. She would get out of that sweat soaked bed to go to the bathroom just off her own room, opening and closing the doors silently, doing her best to ensure she didn’t wake Ace up. If he knew…. God… If he guessed at what was going on inside her head… She would never hide anything from him, she couldn’t, he could read her like a book…. And because of that she had made sure she was always busy… It wasn’t avoiding him… but it was limiting their contact enough so that she could push away the inevitable fact of him finding out that something was wrong. She was afraid that if one more thing happened, just one more, it would break everything, destroy it like a festering, putrid infection destroys a limb… She was already worried about their children, she could feel the firmness there though she was still slender, still delicately curved… There was just the slightest, smallest little swelling there, the only physical sign that anything was there. Her breasts were tender and sore all the time, and she had completely forgone ever not wearing her braziers except when she was sleeping and even then they were oh so sensitive. She also decided who ever called it morning sickness was a stupid son of a bitch because it sure as hell didn’t just hit in the mornings. It hit her at all hours of the day, any time it wanted to, whenever it wanted to and it seemed to get so much worse when she smelled things like ham or bacon, and fried fish nearly killed her. Aside from that though, she was doing well enough, and so were the babies. It was amazing how big they were already, the size of raisins and everything was progressing as nature intended. It was just hard on her because it was triplets, it meant everything was magnified by three and packed quite a punch for her. She had started the shower going, grateful that this place had running, pressurized water with a store of already heated water for ease of use. She needed to wash the sweat of fear off of her skin and the heat would do well to relax her, calm her down, help her prepare to get ready for another day. When it was nice and steaming hot, she would step into that tub, closing the glass door behind her, her hand out to feel the beads of water as it rained down on her. She would step under that shower head, feeling the water slide down her form, stripping the curls from her hair, plastering it to her body. She rested her head against the cool tile walls, closing her eyes as she simply tried to focus on the heat that was doing well to help release the tensed up muscles of her back and legs. She would release a soft sigh, wondering how much longer she could keep dancing around Ace, keeping him from realizing anything was wrong, trying to keep a foothold on all of this. Much like the dream, she felt like she was drowning in this situation, wanting desperately to go back to a happier time… No… That wasn’t quite right, was it? There wasn’t a happier time to go back to… Besides, she felt terrible just thinking things like that… She would rest her fingers over that wee little mound, barely an inch but holding the vastness of the universe to her. She wasn’t afraid for her… Death wouldn’t hold any miseries for her, any terrors or fears to make her afraid… What scared her was the future of those three delicate, tiny lives inside her. Ace had sacrificed to bring his child back from the dead and lost it’s mother… These babies…would never know her… She would bring them into this world with as much strength and determination as she could muster, and use up every drop she had to do it… And then she would leave, fading into the darkness to the sweet cries of their children. What scared her was what Ace would be willing to risk, to sacrifice to bring one of them back if they died…to bring her back when she did… He hadn’t made her that promise… He had not, would not, bind himself to it, wouldn’t accept her fate or theirs… Her brave, strong, Lion of a man, her Ace… Despite everything, she hadn’t fallen out of love…just deeper as the days passed, even if she were the one limiting their time. It was taking it’s toll on her too, wearing her down, exhausting her to the point that she felt as if she was always on low batteries despite the food and sleep and the rather relaxed lifestyle.

(02:51:02 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She craved to be near him, wanted it so bad it made her whole body physically hurt, but she wouldn’t hurt him by being around him like this… He would see her, he would notice that little bulge if she stayed around him too long… She was trying to do for him, what she was doing at work… Hiding the fact that she was pregnant, pretending it wasn’t there to the world while secretly aware of it, every second of the day. If he forgot…maybe he might not be hurt by it… Perhaps she could pretend even, at least in her mind, that he was happy about it… She never should have told him…. Bluffed her way out of it somehow, some way…. Damn her inability to lie… Especially to him… This was a miracle, her own personal blessing…yet it seemed like a curse for Ace… She could remember so clearly the way he had felt, the way he sounded when she told him… It had been a hard day…for both of them. At least nothing else had happened that she knew of, they had settled into a delicate but peaceful routine, the only thing that upset the balance was her nightmares, and she kept those well to herself. She had errands to do today, she realized that it was her day off and among getting her new clothes, she also had a nice fat paycheck to pick up. Someone had decided to be her patron, and she was making a very tidy income on the side. She was saving up as much as she could, wanting to have a sort of nest egg for when she got too pregnant to work anymore. Ace had money too, she knew, but it wasn’t as if he was somehow obligated to take care of her… She might be pregnant, they were his kids, but she wasn’t even sure what she was to him, if she was anything at all… To the outside world she was just a roommate at the best, at the worst, his lover. Neither of those exactly required an obligation or sense of duty by the other to financially take on responsibility for the other. It was Ace’s friend’s house, and she didn’t bother to pay rent considering that the man, this Nautilous, was the one to take one of her children… She did however buy food and things they needed while setting up a tidy stack of gold coins she put in a piggy bank under her bed, safe and hidden. She knew Ace would be pissed if he knew she was ferreting it away, like a squirrel with nuts for winter. She just…. Until things got more…settled….until he asked her for something more permanent, she wasn’t going to rely on him, or ask him for anything. She had no right to. So there she stood in that hot water, just letting her mind run, because this was the only time she let it do so before she faced the day with a brave face she didn’t feel.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..as much as she tried to hide it from him, he had noticed there was something wrong.. it was clear as day really.. something wasn’t right..she was acting a little more skittish than she had so normally.. but he questioned wether this was how she was? Maybe this is how she acted normally and he just hadn’t witnessed it yet? As she kept her distance from him he decided to let her choose .. to let her come to him if he so required it.. she had gone into work.. leaving him there in the house on his own.. he rarely stayed however.. he headed out.. often at night to do his dealing.. to finish up his business.. though he never returned smelling of perfume or with lipstick on his collar.. he never once strayed regardless of the opportunities that presented themselves..he had killed..he had sold off more of his drugs supplies.. and he had grappled with everything that had happened in the last few days.. having told her about Sydel hurt.. having heard about her being pregnant hurt.. he really wasn’t sure how he felt about it all if he were truly honest with himself.. he felt as though he were standing there upon the edge of a cliff.. looking down into the vast abyss.. its eager arms awaiting to embrace him.. on this one particular night however he was not sleeping.. he was seated there upon the edge of his bed.. his head in his hands.. fingers gripping his hair.. raking back through it.. lightly scratching his scalp in the process.. he wasn’t upset.. or angry.. or even frustrated.. he was just unsure.. and he hated being this unsure about anything.. he had heard her rise.. the gentle creaking of her door.. and then of the bathroom.. it had roused him from his thoughts.. he lifted his head to turn.. glancing back over his shoulder.. the gentle light from the bathroom flooded just beneath his for a moment before she closed the door.. he slowly rose from his seat.. moving then almost silently across his room.. he’d open his own door to peer out into the hallway.. he’d then hear the water running.. it was late.. dreadfully late and it was odd for anyone to be having a shower at this time.. his brows furrowed.. choosing then to step out into the corridor.. concern marred his features.. he would have to make sure she was indeed ok.. he’d pause there before the bathroom door a moment.. as if hesitating.. his hand having risen to reach for the brass knob.. before he would go to open it.. as quietly as he could.. she would have been lucky to hear him.. what with the sound of the water and her ears coated by her hair..he’d let the door half close before he’d slink out of his towling robe.. letting it rest across the chair.. drawing breath.. she looked okay.. she wasn’t bleeding.. her body wasn’t littered with symbols or scratching.. she did however looked down.. depressed.. unsure.. and perhaps even sad.. it was enough to make his heart feel heavy.. sinking there in his chest.. he stepped in silently behind her.. she would feel his hands.. soft.. smooth upon the gentle curves of her hips as he came up behind her.. his chin would come down to rest there upon her shoulder..before those hands on her hips would reach and he would embrace her from behind- .. is everything ok?.... he’d whisper close to her ear-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *It would perhaps be better if she were normally this… delicately footed, dancing about the situation as lightly as she could. She knew that all of this had pull a toll on Ace, as much as it had her if not more so. She had a past, two really, one she knew and one she didn’t, but so did Ace, and his was much more fresh, more vivid, more painful… She had never really thought that her life was so bad, it had…it’s terrible moments, but it wasn’t as bad as what Ace had gone through, what he had told her about. What made it worse was that those were just the few cards he had shown her it wasn’t even everything he had gone though, just a small part, a little, tiny portion of it. He had been through hell enough already, and she was doing her best to spare any more of it from him. So many nights she had wanted to go to him, so many nights she had stood there by his door, her fingers on the handle, hesitating between the war of desire and determination. She wanted to go to him but she didn’t want to hurt him, and she was afraid that the more she was around him, the more he would thing about everything that had happened, the words spoken the actions that had happened… Every night she would pull herself away from that door with a determination she didn’t realize, with a strength she hadn’t known she possessed. Every night the same thing happened, the desire, the overwhelming urge to go to him, to feel safe in his arms… She had never been really weak, she had always stood on her own her whole life, but for some reason when he held her in his arms, she just felt perfect, whole, wonderful…. She was addicted to his embraces, she sought them out every night, but denied herself as well. Simply put…she didn’t want to be a burden on him. He had enough to deal with in his life without karma coming up and slapping him again in the form of her… She should leave, she knew she should just vanish into the world out there and save him the pain and sorrow she had caused him. She wanted to sometimes, to just disappear, to leave him unharmed and unhampered… But she knew if she did, he would find her… She knew somehow that, deep down, he would always find a way to find her, to get to her… It was something that made her so ridiculously happy, yet utterly depressed all at once. It meant that she couldn’t stop hurting him, couldn’t take back the pain that all this had caused. Neither of them were guilty of it though, this thing that had happened was neither of their fault, but simply an outside source who decided they didn’t deserve to be together. She should be asleep in bed right now, but she just couldn’t do it. It was impossible after that nightmare and it took hours sometimes for the last of it to dispel and leave her in peace, to let her relax, or at least get her head on properly to face the world. She had no idea Ace was still awake, she had thought he had been in bed for a while now, would sleep for a few more hours yet… Had she known he was awake she would have forgone the shower completely and remained in her room instead. She was thinking about all of this, completely lost in her own mind so much that even if Ace had made any noise, she wouldn’t have been able to hear it for God nor money. She had her hands pressed to her face, about to push the hair off of her face when she felt someone come in to the shower with her. She nearly jumped out of her skin but for some reason she didn’t… She knew his presense…better than she knew her own face really… She relaxed then, allowing herself those few moments of peace, of complete and utter trust in his presence… She felt his hands on her skin, slick and wet as he moved to hold her, his chin coming down to rest on her shoulder. That lust was instant, hitting her hard and furious despite everything. It did wonders to dispel the dregs of that nightmare though, easily shattering their hold on her like so much spider webs. She wondered, how in the world he always managed to do that, to bring her peace in an instant. She knew she had been stupid to avoid him as she had…yet despite that, he had sought her out when she really needed him most. She slid her hands down his arms, to feel the strength there, the little slick parts that were his scars before dipping lower, to cross her hands over his, linking her fingers through his. She leaned back against him, relishing his strength, wishing she could stay like that forever and let the world burn itself out in all the glory of a supernova. She heard his words, his question, a small smile forming on her lips… Such a simple question….but it was beautiful. Her voice was just as soft, her fingers giving his hands a light squeeze.*”Only when you’re around… I thought you’d still be dead to the world… Did I wake you up?”*She would turn her head to look over at you, her eyes soft, still a bit sleepy but clear… There wasn’t any pain in there, nothing but love and a bit of concern for both of them. The fact that he sought her out…She knew he was worried… She exhaled softly, continuing to lean on him.*”I know I’ve been worrying you Ace, I’m sorry… I just don’t want to hurt you anymore, you know that? You’ve been through so much, and I don’t exactly make things easier on you… I’m afraid I’ve done a wonderful job at complicating your life… I’ve been trying so hard to keep from…from making anything worse… I can only imagine the pain you’ve been through… I don’t want to make it worse… But at the same time I can’t just…cut ties and run… If I could, I would, I’d spare you all the pain and sorrow in this world if I could but I can’t… I feel so useless sometimes…. I miss you dreadfully though, you know that? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone to your room, hand on that handle, wanting to go in and just rest in your arms… There is nowhere in the whole world I like being better at than right here…right now…”*She would slowly turn around in his arms, releasing his hands to slide them up to hook around the back of his neck as she stood on her toes.*”Since were here though, how about I wash your hair and back?”

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he felt her relax.. melting into him as he pressed in against her from behind.. he exhaled softly.. his lips pressing the lightest of kisses to the curve of her shoulder.. - .. no.. you didn’t wake me up.. I haven’t been sleeping.. .. he lightly shook his head a little.. the water was a blessing really.. it was so warm.. and quite soothing as it ran down through his hair.. caressing his shoulders.. his back.. - .. you my dear, need to stop worrying about things that you think you have done.. .. he whispered.. his fingers began to draw small circles there upon the delicate rise in her stomach.. he’d pause then.. his fingers halting..noticing that rise ..figuring the reasoning behind it.. and it shook him a little.. he swallowed.. his lids closed over..the showering water threatening to soak through his lashes- .. Don’t be sorry.. you haven’t done a thing wrong.. I complicate my life enough as it is.. you don’t add to that.. I assure you.. .. his hold upon her lessened as he felt her moving.. turning there to face him.. his head tilting.. his grey gaze lowering to catch onto her emerald orbs.. he reached forward then.. to slide his fingers across her cheeks.. his palms pressed along the delicate curve of her jawline- .. don’t hesitate.. .. he whispered- . if you need me.. ever.. you come to me.. don’t hesitate.. .. he leant in a little.. pressing a warm kiss to her forehead..- ..you aren’t useless.. you are so unbelievably important.. .. he exhaled.. drawing her in closer to him.. his arms snaking around her once more.. he guided her head to his shoulder- .. Trin, you are so much more important than you realise, I wish I were more eloquent.. I really do.. I just do not have the words to tell you just how important you are to me... his hands slowly began to slide up and down her bac.. lightly stroing.. lightly rubbing- .. When I first saw you there.. on that stage.. belting out that precious tune .. I honestly had no idea that you would be .. so important to me.. .. he lifted his head.. letting the full tilt of the water wash over his face- .. I will tell you right now though.. if you try to cut and run.. I will find you.. You wont be sparing me from all the pain and sorrow in the world should you go.. You will be bringing it to me.. full force.. .. he lifted his head.. turning to look down to her there.. he’d laugh.. just lightly at her request to wash his hair and bac..- .. you can do whatever you like..do you want me to kneel down for you?

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She wondered why he hadn’t been sleeping? She herself would still be if not for that nightmare, that mix of things that were confusing and terrifying all at once and had given her quite the shake. She smiled softly, feeling that kiss on her shoulder, making her tilt her head in slightly, resting it against his cheek.*”You should have been Ace… Did you have a nightmare or just having a hard time falling asleep?” *If he was having a nightmare, perhaps it was due to what they had for dinner or something, perhaps a bit of the food was a little off? It would definitely help her feel a bit better about her own if she had something solid to blame it on, like food that turned a bit earlier than expected. She had always gotten everything super fresh, but some things couldn’t be avoided getting a bit past due since they were just coming into spring and they were still getting into winter storage foods for things like onions and such. She laughed softly when he told her to stop worrying so much, that soft musical sound sweet and delicate.*”Ah huh… When are we going to tell the Kiwi’s and Penguins they aren’t technically birds then? I’d rather tell the penguins, at least they look dignified in their little suits… When you love someone, you worry that you aren’t doing your best for them… It’s just part of the territory, I think… But I can’t say I would really know, this is new to me… But I tell you what… I’ll stop worrying about what I might have, or might now have done, if you come to bed with me tonight?”*He had given her space, and she had done her bet to give him his, but he had come to her, he had taken that first step, and she would meet him there, taking another one towards him. She wanted him, sexually, emotionally, physically, mentally… He was so important to her, so very, very dear and valuable. She felt those fingers caressing that firm little mound, just the slightest little rise but solid. She sighed softly, noticing him pausing. She would shake her head softly, pressing her hands over his, letting him feel that little rise.*”I don’t? Neither of us planned on this…. But it’s here… Ace, it’s ok… You can’t hurt them by touching me… We’ll be ok… All of us… They’re growing beautifully too, everything is perfect, better than perfect really… They’re strong and healthy Ace… So am I. Though I wonder about the bastard that calls it morning sickness… If I ever find him, I am going to kick him right in the beans… Morning my pert little ass. Every hour of every day, it’s probably the worst thing really… I smelled someone frying ham the other day and I don’t think I’ve ever run so fast. Aside from that though, really Ace, they’re perfect. They aren’t moving or anything just yet, but soon they will… Would… Um…. Would you want to feel them? When they start to move? It will be a month or two yet but they say triplets are outrageously active… By the time I hit four months I’m going to look like a house though… I have maybe a month left or so, perhaps two before I have to resign at the Nightingale… After that it’s going to be too obvious that I’m not just getting chubby…”*She was facing him then, looking up into those grey eyes, loosing herself in them and their beauty… But he did have the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen with those long dark lashes and the way they just seemed to hold the whole world in them. She leaned into that caress, feeling his palm against her jaw, reaching up to press softly against the back of his hand. She smiled at his words, a little bit puckishly, teasingly.*”So when it’s three am and I’m going to be sick all over the place, I can call you to hold my hair? Because honestly, that would be amazing, really it would. That and helping me locate whatever I’m craving. Mostly though, it’s the hair… I really should start to braid it before I go to sleep, but I always forget and then it’s just a battle from that point on.”*she smiled a bit brighter, her hand moving up to play with the ends of his hair there at the base of his skull, all teasing aside.*”I promise I won’t hesitate anymore Ace… In all honesty… All I really want…what I need…is you near me… It’s hard being alone without you, it really is… I sleep like hell without you now, and all I want to hear is the sound of your heart…”*She would let her eyes slide closed at the kiss there, listening to his words, telling her how important she was, that she was far from useless. She leaned in, pressing her head to his shoulder, hearing his heart beat there in his neck, loving that steady rhythm, unable to resist pressing a soft kiss to that bit of flesh at the base where the shoulder and neck join.*”I don’t want you to be anything other than you are Ace… I love the fact that you have a hard time putting it into words… It means you feel it deeply… You can spin and wax eloquently when it doesn’t really matter… When it’s just a regular conversation with someone…but when you have a hard time with me… It means the world to me… I know it’s coming from the heart…”*When he started rubbing her back though, she moaned softly and leaned into him, a sigh passing her lips to fan across his wet skin. God that felt like heaven… She laughed softly though, half moan, half giggle as se shook her head.*”Neither did I… There I was, simply relishing the freedom of singing, of expressing myself for the first time in my life, and along comes this darkly attractive man… Out of everyone in that whole room, you caught my attention entirely… So suave, so dapper, and completely beautiful. Then that jaunty little salute with the applaud, oh you definitely got me to watch you… That letter… you know I still have it? It caught my attention so fiercely, I couldn’t not meet the owner… If I had known what you would be to me, I wouldn’t have worn that red dress… Maybe something a bit prettier…or at least less red…”*she knew as well as he did that no one in this whole world could look as bad in red as she did, just god awful. She reached up on her toes, to press a soft kiss against his lips through the water washing down on the both of them, just a feather light brush of her lips against his, tender and sweet.*”I know you would Ace, it’s why I didn’t. For some reason, I know in my bones if I ran, you would find me no matter where I went. I feel like there are ties wound about us both, where ever I go, al you would have to do was pick up that string and follow it to me.”* She snorted, that kitten like sneeze sound and stuck her tongue out at him.*”Laugh it up chuckle butt! But yes please, you’re a bit taller than me love and it sure would make it easier on me. There is a ledge there behind you that you can sit on though, if I have you on your knees we might never get clean in here…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he shook his head lightly when she asked if he had been having nightmares- .. no.. no nothing like that.. just a lot on my mind....a bit more than was usual it would seem…his anger over what had occurred to her was bubbling there deep down within him..he would send out wor to Chris on the morrow.. deciding it were time for a little discussion between the two being required.. he was going to get to the bottom of this if it killed him..- .. nothing to worry about.. just nonsense really.. I assure you…, I am sorry to hear you aren’t doing so well.. it wont last forever though.. it will naturally pass..and you will feel that spring in your step return.. .. his knowledge of such was perhaps ill timed.. he only knew these things as he had been in the same position once before.. she asked him if he would lie to feel them when they moved.. a question he was not quite prepared for.. and honestly wasn’t sure where to pluck the answer from.. his tongue dragged across his lower lip.. tasting the droplets of water that had since settled- .. we will cross that bridge when we come to it yes?.... he offered to her in response with a smile..- .. I don’t see why you should be resigning? Singing is not such a .. physical job afterall.. why would you feel the need to pull back from something you are so passionate about?.... he was curious indeed.. it didn’t make a lot of sense to him.. especially since he had no idea she was being teased so mercilessly.. he glanced back behind him then to the small seat he could settle upon.. he would do as she wanted.. seating himself down.. dipping his head forward a little as the water pelted down against the back of his nec..- .. if you need my help Trin, come get me.. I really don’t care what time it is.. whatever you desire.. I will do my best to cater to it.. .. he nodded.. unable to look up to her then.. the water was pretty much shielding his vision entirely so he allowed his eyes to close over..his hands came down to rest there upon his knees.. - .. of course.. .. he would utter softly when she asked of him to come and rest with her.. along side her.. - .. anything to help you rest.. and it’s something you need a lot of.. rest.. you have been looking so dreadfully tired these past couple of days.. I was beginning to wonder if you were sleeping what so ever.. .. he listened as she spoke about that night at the Inn.. how she had kept the letter he had given to her.. he chuckled lightly at that revelation - .. I remember slumping back in that chair I was given.. simply swirling the whisky I had ordered.. until there was this voice.. so soft.. hauntingly beautiful.. I recall having the need to turn in my seat to see just where it was coming from… I had been in that place before and the girls could sing yes.. but not like you.. not like what I was hearing on that one night.. I simply had to talk to you.. to see if you were as interesting as that voice!..and yet here we are.. .. he slid his hands back through his slick wet hair.. the muscles in his arms and shoulders flexing.. the water beading as it crossed his bared skin..- .. do as you will my dear.. wash away if its something you so desire to do..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Well damn, there went her hope that it was something with the food that might have been a cause to the nightmare, the odd dreams she had been having lately. She wanted to believe that it could be the pregnancy, but she couldn’t really believe that it was linked, not like this. They were progressively getting worse honestly, and that figure in them was getting bolder, brighter, more obvious in her dreams. The blood had been a new thing though, very odd to have and for some reason she had the feeling that it was familiar to her, but not in a way she could explain or remember. She shook her head softly, resting her hands on her hips as she looked at him.*”You know, they say the best advice to take is your own. Ace, why didn’t you try to talk to me? Please tell me Amber isn’t trying to pin the child on you? If she’s still trying to hurt you, I wear I’ll knock her on her ass this time around. As for me and the morning sickness, I am sure it will. The best I can do is just make sure I’m eating enough and getting everything in that they need. That we need. It’s just irritating and a bit hard to deal with at work with all the different food they have going on in the back for the dinner shows.”*She was watching him from the corner of her eye when she asked him if he would want to know when they first kicked, if he wanted to feel them. She could tell from that hesitation there, the slick, smooth change of topics, diverting her while not giving an answer. She didn’t mean to put him on the spot like that, she hadn’t wanted to make him uncomfortable but she had. She wanted to kick herself, really… She let it drop though, she didn’t pursue it. Right now she was small enough to pretend that nothing had really changed, that she wasn’t pregnant and facing a very uncertain future. The fact of the matter was that…she wanted him to be a part of this with her, but she also had to face the fact that his last experience hadn’t really made it…a good thing for him. He might just distance himself from it, from the pregnancy, to try and perhaps spare himself from it. She wasn’t sure, but there wouldn’t be much of a chance of pretending it wasn’t there for much longer. It was the same reason why she was going to have to resign in the near future and just hope she had amassed enough to hold her through for the months she was going to be without a job. She sucked on her bottom lip, chewing on it as she looked away, the tips of her ears turning a bright pink along with her cheeks.*”I’m pregnant, without family, and without a husband. It’s not that it would be hard to do, you’re right, singing is very relaxing and it isn’t straining on me. But soon enough Ace, I won’t be able to hide my condition no matter how loose the dress. You know how the girls are there, you saw them yourself… It’s why you had me leave with you in the first place. Once they see my waist growing, you know how bad it’s going to get… I know it’s going to get you angry about it Ace, but it’s fine, really…. I’m just making sure that…. Well, that they don’t have any more food for fodder… It’s just a precaution, a way to try and… Make things smoother I guess. But…for my last show, I want you to come… I’ll make sure you get one of the best tables ok? You won’t want to miss it.” *She smiled softly for him, watching him move back to sit on that ledge so she could wash his hair for him, try to relax him… They both needed it honestly, and she would do her best to make sure that he at least got some measure of comfort. She reached up to adjust that shower head, so it was just falling down his back rather than semi-drowning him in his current position. She reached out for one of the jars of soap, lemon verbena scented this one, and poured out a bit into the palm of her hands, rubbing it between them as he spoke.*”Careful what you offer Ace, I might just pounce you… I’m so hot for you to start with, but now I feel like I could crawl out of my skin half the time just wanting to love you. You might not get much sleep at all. Still, if you think you could handle a very sexually aroused female, I think we can strike an accord…”* She saw he had closed his eyes then, and with firm, massaging strokes, began to wash his hair for him, starting at the front and moving back in seductive circles, luring you into a more relaxed state, soothing away the tension she found there. With her sweet honeysuckle and jasmine scent naturally mixing in with the lemon verbena it was like a summer garden in that shower. When he said he had noticed her fatigue, her shoulders slumped a bit, shaking her head softly. He had been watching her closer than she thought, and she had been so careful to hide it too.*”No… I really haven’t been sleeping… Every time I close my eyes, I have the same dream over and over and over… It’s so strange Ace… I have never dreamed before, not while I’m sleeping, not like you do, for instance…. But this dream… It always starts the same and end up in a nightmare and I wake up almost screaming… It’s why I came to take a shower, to try and relax, to get rid of the nightmare. I didn’t think it was so obvious, I thought I was doing a good job at keeping it hidden too… It’s why… I want to start sleeping in a bed with you, yours or mine it doesn’t matter… I am hoping with you holding me the nightmares will go away.”*Slower she circled down, rubbing his neck with strong, smooth strokes before lightly grazing her nails up the back of his scalp, teasing the skin in all the right ways, making the muscles relax with those delightful fingers that knew how to hit every tension spot there. She couldn’t resist the laugh on her lips at his words though.*”I remember sitting down with you, watching you try to seduce me and thinking to myself, well, here is a slick one, smooth as silk with his words… It’s why I love it when you get tongue tied with me now… It’s not the masked Ace that is speaking, but the man behind it. Either way your right, we’re here… Despite all my walls and best intentions, you snuck right in as if you had the secret code to every door. Tell me Ace, did I live up to the expectation? Or did I fall short of the mark? If you ever want me to Ace, you know all you have to do is ask. I’ll sing for you till the moon falls out of the sky if it would make you smile… I’m not the only one who’s been worrying Ace… I wanted to save your life for a reason that night… You know how I feel about you, I want you to tell me things too… If something’s wrong, I want you to tell me. I know I might look small, and things haven’t exactly been easy for us... But I care about you, I want you to share things with me…”

[BadInfluence]

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he shook his head a little- .. no.. I haven’t seen any of those girls since we left….. he wouldn’t have put it past them though to pop up from time to time to ruffle a few feathers.. the girls were lie that.. he had witnessed it when they had their eyes on another gentleman.. the lengths they went to to mae sure his ‘wife’ new all about their little trysts.. he nodded when she spoke her reasoning for having to resign from the club.. from the job she enjoyed so very much.. he understood in some sense really.. an unmarried pregnant woman would certainly bring more scandal than worth to an establishment.. but he wasn’t about to propose to her to correct that.. though such a thought wasn’t as heartless as it sounded.. he had his reasons.. at least for the here and now- ..oh of course.. .. he nodded- .. Ill be there.. you only need tell me when.... he felt the water stream shifting.. flowing more down his back than over his head as it had been..his hands then rose to slick back his locks.. removing them from his face.. from his eyes..he chuckled when she said to be careful, that she could just pounce him right then, right there- .. my offer still stands Trin.... he was feeling bad really.. for how she was feeling.. he didn’t want her to think she would have to go through this on her own, that wasn’t fair.. his mother would have kicked his ass if she’d seen him right now.. - ..whatever makes you comfortable....he allowed his eyes to close over then.. his head dropped forward a little..he felt her touch, her hands as she slid them down over the rise of his shoulders.. rubbing into the skin..her nails back through his hair.. attacking his scalp in that fashion made him groan.. made the hands upon his knees grip a little bit harder.. it was heavenly really.. such a simple act.. but god damn did it feel good.. the combination of her.. the hot water.. her touch.. oh he wasn’t wanting to go anywhere in any great hurry.. though he did know that hot water wouldn’t last forever.. - ..Oh you went far and beyond that expectation.. let me assure you of that.. .. his eyes remained closed.. his breathing becoming more rhythmic .. more controlled as he just thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience- .. I know you worry.. I realise this.. I can see it.. I want you to do something for me.. and I know it will be hard.. especially for someone as caring as you are..but I want you to stop worrying about me.. I want you to focus on you.. please.. .. he paused a moment- .. I need you to focus on you.. .. his concern was warranted.. there were a few reasons for him asking this of her.. one was that she needed to be looking after herself.. stress on her body would not be a good thing.. it wouldn’t help one iota.. she had already explained her life expectancy to him and he didn’t want to shorten that any further… two he wasn’t even sure he would survive what he was about to do.. and what if it wasn’t Chris causing all these problems? What if it was someone else?- .. you are a strong girl.. I know you will be just fine.. with everything.. but you need to focus on you.. You as a group.... meaning her and the children- .. are important

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She was glad that he hadn’t seen them, that they were leaving him alone. She had seen Amber once or twice with a certain gentleman but that was as far as it had gone. Aside from the little glimpses of one another, they hadn’t actually come across each other and she was glad for it. Amber had hurt her more than anyone else had before in her life and if she had heard, found out that she was still hanging around Ace, she wouldn’t hold back. She would knock that little blond beauty right on her ass with one good, solid punch right to her pert little nose. Might do her some good too, shorten that thing she kept sticking in people’s business. She gave a short nod of her head then, her voice still soft and sweet, soothing on the senses.*”Good. I have seen her around town from time to time with a certain gentleman. I think it’s the father, but I can’t be sure. Either way though, so long as she is keeping to her own business, all is well I think.”*The scandal she would bring to her job would get her fired honestly, the image it would bring to the club was one that no respectable business owner wanted attached to their store. People would begin to think the girls were for purchase and it would cause hell between the Nightingale and the Birdcage who technically held the foothold in that area of ah…business. It was why she was resigning, it meant she could return to work… She was still hoping to survive this really, keeping that delicate candle flame going in the dark face of reality. She planned her life as though she would make it, kept her options open, everything placed just so. It was the same reason she had stockpiled all that gold, saving it away in preparation for what was to come. Call it her futuristic sense of reality, she wanted to make sure she had everything taken care of as best she could. She knew that most other women in her position would be hounding Ace like a baying dog after a fox for a wedding, or at least an engagement, something to save her reputation but really, what did it matter? Even if Ace did, she knew there was always the chance of her leaving him a widow and really, who wanted that? If Ace wanted her, he would tell her… But this was all done on his time, in his way. She wasn’t the type to push, to try and rope him into something he didn’t want. Sure, it might save her some discomfort, allow her to keep working in peace, but it would cost too much for both of them. She wasn’t willing to pay that price, nor would she ever. She smiled softly, shaking her head at him. She knew she didn’t need to tell him… He would be there without her saying a word… He would know, somehow, she just knew it. Nothing got by him, no matter how hard someone might try to hide something from him.*”I’ll give you one of the billets for it, they’ve been printed since yesterday. It’s the anniversary of the Nightingale opening, and I was picked to be the lead. I get to open up for the other girls, so all the attention is going to be on me. In all honesty, it’s a little unnerving, being so much in the spotlight… I love singing, but I don’t think I am good enough to open such a momentous occasion. Still… It’s an opportunity I won’t pass up on.”*Her fingers slid into his hair then, working at the knots in his neck, the tension along his shoulders and scalp, her fingers running smooth, sweet strokes along his forehead and behind his ears, applying the perfect pressure along the bridge of his skull, and down the center of his neck. She would do this over and over in a pattern of pressure and stylized strokes to put him into an almost catatonic state.*”Mmm… You can laugh all you want, I think I’m going to test your boast here very soon, about your ability to go all night and well into the morning… I have the next two days off if I want them, so how about tomorrow night we…put this boast of yours into practice? I’ll see if you really have that royal flush hand, or if you’re bluffing with only a set of pocket rockets…”*She was teasing him, trying to get him to relax even further, to just…let it all go. She had plenty of time in her life to feel sorrow and pain, she hadn’t had much of it in her life honestly, not like he did. She would take it from him, that sorrow and pain in his heart, in his mind, to shift it from his shoulders to hers, to carry the burden for him for as long as he wanted her next to him. She would step in a bit closer, lifting his head a bit with her fingers under his chin so that his forehead would rest on her stomach, on that soft little mound. It would keep him from having to carry the weight of his head, letting his relax even further. She laughed softly, happily, when he said she went beyond that expectation. Well, at least she hadn’t fallen flat on that front, she could at least soldier on with her shoulders back for a while longer. She had often caught herself wondering if she would be enough, ever be enough, to keep and hold his attention for long. She hadn’t changed her mind set when she fell in love with him, she would only be beside him for as long as he wanted her to be. When he got tired of her, she would bow off stage without tears or fits, simply vanishing into the wings of memory in his life. Then he asked her to focus on herself, to not worry about him… For some reason that send an icy snake of fear down her spine, chilling her to the core as she looked down at him there. She took a deep breath, holding it in her chest before she would let it slowly pass her lips, looking up at the roof of the shower.*”You…. You don’t play fair Ace… You know I’d promise you anything if you asked it of me… But that’s not fair at all… You’re asking me to not worry about you, but I ask you, who else will? You live your life so alone, so walled off… You don’t let anyone in… Not even me… You only put a window on those walls of yours, you let me catch glimpses of who you are behind that steel sheet around your heart, but the lock is closed. Don’t think that I am ungrateful, or that I don’t see how much it costs you to let me see… But I’m not blind to who you are either… I always think of you as my Lion, all pride and strength, roaring at the world to do it’s worse… But you keep everyone away too… Someday Ace, I want you to want me there beside you… I won’t push, it’s your choice… I’ll always respect your privacy and your walls… I’ll look out for me, for our children, always… But there won’t be a second I don’t think about you… If you wanted someone who won’t care if you live or die, or if your happy or sad you got the wrong person… I don’t care if the whole world turns its back on you, I’ll be there holding your hand the whole time.”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: The pressure is on you then, most definitely! .. he chuckled softly- .. Your talent is.. phenomenal, I have no doubt at all that you will shine on that night just like you do every night you sing..try not to think about it too much.. it can make you anxious and then you really wont sleep a wink.. I assure you.. .. she felt his fingers sliding back into his hair.. working out all the knots there in his neck.. all that tension.. that stress.. that anger and pressure was just melting away.. his shoulders lowered.. he couldn’t help but moan in response.. gods it felt Oh so very good.. she certainly had a knack for this.. - ..if you think you could handle it .... he whispered softly.. his mind slowly starting to pool in all that fog.. it was clear with the way his voice sank a little lower than he was growing further and further relaxed- ..all night.. and well into the morning love.... whispered.. did she catch that?.. did she catch him calling her something Other than Trin?..his lids were half closed.. she would have noticed this when she lifted his chin a little.. his head lulled back just a smidge.. just enough to allow her to see just how relaxed he was.. how contented he was at that very moment.. his head soon pressed to her stomach there.. to that slight rise.. he turned his head to the side a little.. to be able to hear her pulsing heart.. to feel it there upon her warm baby smooth skin.. his arms rose as he slid them around her.. his wrists crossing there just above her ass.. holding her close- ..I never play fair.. .. he whispered against her skin.. - .. If I did.. I wouldn’t be me... and as he had figured that hot soothing water would quickly run cooler.. till it would begin pouring in ice cold.. he lifted his head.. reaching across for those taps to turn them off as quickly as he was able.. a shiver rippled through his wet naked frame.. before he stood.. turning from her.. giving her quite a view of that trim taunt slick wet ass of his.. he’d reach for those towels.. sliding one quickly about his waist.. fastening it closer to his left hip before he would return to her quickly.. wrapping her up from behind.. his arms following the line of the fabric.. to embrace her.. to hold her there- .. Don’t need you getting sick on me.. .. he rubbed along her arms a little.. before he would guide her out of the shower space.. - .. go.. .. he whispered as he reached for his robe- .. go hop into your bed.. Ill be in there in a moment.. if you still want me to come stay with you?.... he tilted his head.. looking back to her..shooting her a playful wink before he would step out of the bathroom and back into the long hallway.. he had managed to gather up another towel.. ruffling it through his hair till it was just a damp mess of curls.. letting the thick fabric rest upon his shoulders.. he made his way back down stairs to gather up a much needed drink of water.. taking a look at the staircase.. before he would take a turn into the small drawing room.. he’d take a seat there upon the desk chair.. drawing out a sheet of that thick paper of his.. and putting pen to paper he would write:

C.
I haven’t come within 200 feet of you or your wife.. and yet you have the audacity to fuck with my girl. I require a meeting, same place, same time. If you don’t show Ill come to your house. All bets are off.
-A

..-sliding the paper then folded into an envelope.. he’d reach then.. holding it just a little ways out the open window.. it would quickly be snatched and off it would go.. to find its destination in the pocket of a youth in need of a few coins.. he’d turn down the lantern and make his way back upstairs..-

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡

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≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She could only groan when he admitted the pressure was definitely on her. The laugh there made her feel a bit better though, at least enough to where she didn’t feel quite so worried. If Ace could laugh about it, it wasn’t so bad, the world wouldn’t end if she didn’t perform gloriously. Still, his opinions of her, his faith in her… That meant the world to her, it really did. If he knew how much the valued his opinion of her, it might make him feel a bit better… Or terribly pressured… It all depended on the day though didn’t it? This was the closest they had been since the night they found out their lives were going to change rapidly, that awful night of the attack and yet wonderful proof of life… It had been a terrible mash up really, and it had caused them both a good deal of stress and a bit of a rift. She was to blame for that one though, she had been the one to enact the distance, to keep their contact to a minimal. She had done it to try and spare him any discomfort, and to save herself any pain… But this… This was heaven… It had hurt to put that distance between them, a physical, gnawing pain like an infected wound that throbbed with every heart beat. *”Easy for you to say, the place is already selling out with people demanding every seat we have and then some besides… I will have over half the city watching me… It’s a bit of a doozie, but really, nothing all too bad can happen, right? Besides… I don’t think it will worry so much, I’ll have you there with me… I can also promise no one will spike your drink… Though… It did give me an opportunity to strip you out of that shirt… Sometimes I almost want to thank Marie for it, really… If she hadn’t been a complete idiot, we never would have started down this path…”*She smiled, leaning down to kiss the shell of his ear lightly, the only non-soapy place on his head at the moment. It just felt so good to just…talk to him again… To simply be around him like this, letting her hands roam over his skin, to know it’s texture all over again. It was such a simple thing, but it made her blissfully happy. She continued to work on those muscles, feeling him melt, relax, grow surfeit there under her hands. She was about to respond, a cheeky little comment about how she recalled him finishing right after her but it stilled on her lips when she heard the rest…She didn’t hesitate, she forced herself to continue to stroke him, to massage all those tense little spots beneath her fingers… While she did so though, internally she was floored, utterly stupefied. Oh she had heard it all right; she never missed anything with him. His voice had such an odd timber that whenever he spoke she clung to every sound he made, every syllable was a kind of music to her that drew her in. She would fight from reading too much into it, push away any flooding waves of hope that were beginning to swell up in her, making her feel buoyed on a sea of joy. Still…she allowed herself that little bit of joy, that sweetness, savoring it like a bit of ultrafine dark chocolate, letting it dissolve on her tongue slowly. She spoke then, a soft smile on her lips as she decided to tease him a bit, to hide the secret little pleasure she was holding inside from that little slip of the tongue of his.*”Mmmm, I think I can… I recall quite clearly my dearling, that you finished right on the heels of my own orgasm… So I think the same question can be put to you, no? Do you think You could handle having me on you all night? I remember you bucking against my hand just from cupping you… Imagine what I can do with my mouth…”*Lord Jesus almighty though…. Just thinking about taking him in hand had her all sorts of flustered and in all the right ways. That lust would always be there, at least for her, and it had only gotten worse with the denial of it, and the pregnancy put such a sharp edge on it that she nearly cut herself with want more than a few times. She saw him rotated his head there, to press his ear against her, to listen to her heart beat. She wondered if he knew that soon it wouldn’t just be her own heart beat there anymore? It made her own skip a beat, just looking at him there, feeling him pull her closer, to hold her tight as he listened…. Such poignant sweetness the human heart could feel… It gave the soul wings, and it was what made her want to sing every day now… It wasn’t just the desire to sing because it was freedom… He alone gave her the desire to do it. Each time she sang, it wasn’t just for her…it was for him too. She felt her lips pull into a crooked little smile at his words, her hands cupping the water to sluice it down through is hair, rinsing the suds off of him and out of his hair.*”You’re right though… You never do… and if you were anyone else, I wouldn’t love you as much as I do. I’ll do as you ask Ace… but only because of that… Just…don’t expect me to hold to the promise perfectly, alright? I will worry about you, but I’ll try to keep it to…oh….three times a week?”*Then that damn water got cold and she couldn’t help the small squeak as she backed up out of it’s range. God she hated cold water! Even a swimming pool made her gasp at the shock of it. That gasp turned into a slight moan as her jaw dropped at seeing that god blessed ass… It was inhuman, there was NO WAY an ass like that should exist… She could feel the palms of her hands itching, wanting to reach out and grab it, to give it a good, solid squeeze. Then that towel was on and her mouth pulled down a bit in a small mew of disappointment. Really, it was a sublime view she had… And then it was gone, all too fast. She felt that towel over her shoulders, followed by his arms as she tilted her head back to look up at him before she would step over the ledge of that shower and onto the matt outside the door.*”I won’t get sick on you… they tend to be pretty calm at this hour at least. And if you are going to ask me stupid questions, I’ll give you stupid answers Ace. Of Course I want you to come to bed with me. I think I’ve kept us separated long enough, don’t you? I’m tired of missing you and denying myself from being with you… Your bed or mine Ace, but I promise, you and I will be in one or the other together from this night out.”*Then he was gone, leaving her there to wrap the towel about her full breasts, pulling those long locks over her shoulder as she wrung them out over the tub. She gave it a brisk towel try before pulling it into a braid in case she got sick in the morning which seemed to be pretty common this last week. She would then go to her own room and pulling down the blankets on the empty half of the bed before sliding into a night gown and getting in herself.*


...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he had slowly made his way back up those stairs.. turning down a few lanterns as he passed.. drawing his own bedrooms door closed before he would move toward hers.. he’d slowly move into it.. his bare feet lightly padding across the plush carpeted flooring.. drawing her door to a close.. it wouldn’t be long really and it would be morning.. neither of them had slept much.. in fact she had actually slept more than he had.. he drew that towel from around his shoulders.. and then the one from about his waist.. letting them both fall to rest there upon a chair.. he’d come to the opposite side of the bed.. his figure if she was looking in his direction was nothing more than a silhouette with the dim lighting.. drawing back the covers he would slip between those supremely soft sheets.. oh they felt nice on newly washed skin.. he’d draw it back up..till it came to settle there upon his hips.. drawing in nice and close..to more or less spoon her from behind.. his arm reaching around her.. his palm coming down to rest flat upon the delicate rise of her belly.. his lips pressing to her shoulder mere moments after- .. now close your eyes.. and try and get some rest.. .. he’d whisper close to her ear there.. his own head coming down to rest upon the pillow.. he’d sit there for a time.. just breathing her in.. her bodies scent.. her warmth.. all that there was to her .. he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed this.. having her to curl up near.. next to.. to feel that body close enough to his.. Oh how he wanted to do so much more than he was..and it was a struggle to keep from stroking his fingers across her bared flesh.. but he knew she needed rest.. she needed sleep right now more than anything else.. and he was going to make sure she got it.. his needs.. his desires could be easily met when they woke.. -

[BadInfluence]

...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to ♪Ŧŗį: .she had been waiting.. biding her time.. eagerly there within the shadows.. her earlier plans on being sneaky on taking on the guise of the seamstress and then of Ace had pretty much floated out the window.. she wanted this done and she wanted it done now.. she’d always been an impatient little beetle, this just proved such.. she had caught sight of him storming out of that house..it took all she had within her not to jump right then and there.. not to just floor him right there in the middle of the village.. but no.. no.. she would weasel her way beneath his skin via Trinity.. he’d kick him where it hurt.. she had heard that crying scream emitting from the house.. she’d seen the girl running out.. dashing into the street with tear stained cheeks.. and now just like the kitten she’d pounce.. she’d grab a hold of that sparkly plaything.. waiting upon the corner there.. her back to the side of the building.. the alley just behind her.. she’d wait.. wait.. wait until you were almost in view.. until you were almost reaching the same corner and she’d reach out swiftly.. her fingers colliding with the fabric of your dress? Shirt? ..and with a strength that wouldn’t be natural to someone so small she’d swing you around and toss you within an already opened door.. the room was small.. vacant.. a shop front long closed.. filled with dust and broken furniture.. a cloud of dirt would plume up.. she’d step within.. slamming that heavy door closed..tiny slippered feet would make delicate tapping sounds upon the dirty floorboards as she made her approach.. slow.. a sultry little saunter.,.a weaving of her legs.. one before the other- .. Oh.. OH! I am so glad to finally meet you Trinity.. I have been wanting to.. .. it would be now that if your memory was indeed intact you might recall that scent of pheromones.. the coppery blood that he had upon him in your room when you and Ace first met.. - .. for a wee while now.. just biding my time.. till it was just right.. I think now is a good place to start.. but you seem so very raw and upset.. .. she crouched then down to your level.. - .. did Ace break your heart?.... her long charcoal coloured lashes fluttered in mock concern.. she’d always be a stunning beauty.. perfectly pale.. those haunting vacant eyes of hers remained fixed upon you.. she wore a little more than she would have normally.. more.. useful attire.. as if someone was preparing for all out war and she didn’t want to ruin her pretty dresses.. dark skin tight slacks.. but they were shorter than normal.. they rested just beneath her knees.. bright almost shining purple symbols on her knees which may well have reminded you of those that were left upon your pretty little body.. or one of them at least.. her upper body was embraced with blackened leather.. thick enough to stop any surface scratching upon her stomach.. upon her chest.. though thin enough to leave very little to the imagination.. she was a show off.. she always had been.. she wasn’t about to change now.. - .

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *She hadn’t expected anything really, she hadn’t really even been cognitive of anything around her, just wanting to get out of that house, away from everything. She hadn’t even really paid attention to her clothes, just grabbing something out of that closet of hers and throwing it on. It had been a simple white cotton dress with a flowered lace overlay in silk. It was sweet and innocent, perfect for the spring weather that was coming in full force with the soft warm days and longer hours of sunlight. A set of ballerina flats on her feet with silk laces that ran up her calves would finish the outfit. She had been trying to think, to make herself do something, anything, to break out of that numb shell of pain that closed her mind down. She was hurting too much inside, that numbness over her a sort of protective action from her mind to keep herself from breaking down. She had rounded that corner with her eyes vacant, seeing without actually taking anything in, without noticing anything. It was then that she would feel herself suddenly grabbed and bodily tossed into that vacant room, her body colliding hard with something solid, sending up a wave of dust into her nose, her mouth, her eyes. It jarred her viciously, sent her off balance quite badly as she was blinded and choking, her side on fire. It had been a store counter that she had collided with, her fingers were gripping that wood trying to hold herself up. She coughed, trying to clear her lungs when she caught that scent… Oh she remembered it all too well, it had haunted her when she caught that smell in her room that night, finding Ace on the floor like that… She couldn’t hold herself up, her slippered feet sliding down on that dusty floor where she landed. She pressed her hands to her side, feeling like someone had hit her with a hammer or something but for the life of her, her mind couldn’t run two and two together. She heard the sound of steps, causing her to look up as those jade eyes searched through the cloud of dust to see a figure approaching. Then that voice…. She knew who it was then… Ace had warned her about her, and her eyes widened as she took it all in. How the hell could she compete or even compare to the woman in front of her? They were of a similar size and both of them were petit, but that was like comparing a butterfly to a moth… Sydel was some beautiful blue butterfly, rare and gorgeous and she felt like a tiny little brown moth hidden out on the bark of some tree… No wonder Ace couldn’t let it go… She was stunning. Wonderful, as if she wasn’t in enough pain as it was, but she had to see the reality of just how utterly hopeless her situation was right in front of her at a time like this. She looked about the room, her eyes darting about trying to find some way out of here, some place she could slip out at, but all she could see was that door and the way it was looking she knew she wasn’t going to make it in time. Not right now. She listened though, oh with every fiber of her being she listened, and because of that she realized this was personal…but not for her… Just like when she had been hurt this wasn’t about her, this was all about her just being a conduit. She stared into those ivory colored eyes of Sydels, watching her, seeing the little play of emotions on her face, that mocking of her. She lifted her chin up then, forcing some steel into her spine as she stared her down. If she wanted to use her to hurt Ace, she was going to have a hard time doing it if she had anything to say about it.*”It’s nice to meet you too, Sydel… You should have come earlier, would have saved you the trouble of waiting now, wouldn’t it?”*She would shake her head, a slight wave of her hand at her words about asking if Ace had broken her heart. She pulled off the whole uncaring, nonchalant act well, and if Sydel hadn’t been watching her as she had, she probably would have believed it, at least a little.*”Can’t break what I don’t have apparently… So, what brings you to invite me here? Surely you got better things to do with your time?”*She motioned to those purple symbols on her knees, knowing DAMN good and well they had been the same carved into her skin and she had to wonder if Sydel had been the one to carve her up for the sake of what, shit’s and giggles?.*”Nice tattoo’s… but I don’t think purple is quite your color… You’re boyfriends initials or something?”

(19:09:57 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..she watched you trying in vain to get up off the floor and onto your feet.. the floor had a thin film of dust it would make it a wee bit harder for those that weren’t quite as agile as her..- .. Oh, I’ve been around.. here and there.. I decided now was as good a time as any.. you’re all screamy and crying.. your pretty green eyes are all red and streaky.. emotions are such wonderful things to play with.. .. her right arm reached.. fingers once more gained a firm hold upon the neckline of that dress.. she’d pull you to your feet.. - .. Get up for goodness sake.. I’m certainly not going to carry you around all day.. .. another step.. her hold upon that dress (if she were able to obtain it) would remain fixed.. holding your feet just a little ways off the ground- ..mm. no.. you see.. I don’t have better things to do with my time.. I have cleared out my diary and my calendar for you honey.. Just you.. You and You alone.. Now be a good girl.. and say Thankyou Sydel.. .. she reached with her free hand.. grabbing a hold on your chin.. nodding your pretty little head- .. make sure it’s loud enough for me to hear it.. I do so enjoy it when people use their manners.. good old English manners.. .. suddenly your back would be met with the cold hard wall there.. - .. boyfriend?.. mm.. no.. .. she shook her head when you mentioned the tattoos there- .. I don’t know what you could call him.. .. she pursed her lips together- .. lover.. fighter.. life ruiner.. or protector.. but that’s besides the point really.. not important enough to make mention.. I like the colour purple.. but you know what I much prefer red..now I know you aren’t completely human.. but I know there’s blood in there.. why look.. .. she tilted her head.. lifting her chin a little to drag her tongue across the slice there upon your cheek.. capturing that blood upon its tip- .. how about we see how deeply I can get before I strike metal? Mm?.... she leant in a little bit closer.. her breath was ice cold as it washed across the curves of your cheeks.. your chin.. your lips- .. You know.. I wanted to be a little more crafty with this.. I wanted to fuck with you a bit more.. to toy with your head.. but Impatience got to me.. I need things when I want them.. and I want you.. Now .... a wicked little smile would begin to play there about her lips.. the wall you were currently held up against was littered with tools.. with hooks and hammers.. you would be able to feel them pressing against your back.. tearing into your dress every time she shifted you or pushed you harder against it- .. You have a heart.. it’s in there.. beating away quite rapidly.. if you’re quiet.. shhhh.. you can hear it.. Well I certainly can.. and I know you can.. it’s beating so wildly in your head like someone attacking your mind with a hammer.. .. she tilted her head to the side- .. Shall I call him? Shall I bring him here to see you.. I should.. shouldn’t I.. .. she nodded- .. yes.. I should.. It will be my parting gift to you.. before I destroy you infront of him….. her lips would crush against yours.. claiming those dusky pink beauties for her own.. and she wouldn’t release.. she wouldn’t pull back even if you struggled or jerked around.. she’d remain locked for as long as she could..that deadly tongue of hers dipping into those heated depths before she’d break back.. smacking her lips together- .. I’m sure he wont be.. far away

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *Fuck…Fuckity fuck fuck fuck. Honestly, she had no idea just what situation she was in, but with how easily she lifted her and toted her about like a little doll…This… This was bad…. This was so much worse than bad. She couldn’t get out of this with bluff, and she wasn’t strong enough to fight her one on one. She would have to wait to try and get an opening, find a way to slip out of this situation. She hadn’t thought all this would come about so soon, no like this… But then again, it was her luck though wasn’t it? Just horrible, God awful luck…her fingers grasped that wrist and dug her nails in as she was lifted, her toes barely gracing the floor as she stared down that woman.*”Well, aren’t you just a doll and being all considerate and such. What a pretty white soul you must have, all angelic and what not.”*That ground slipped farther away from her then, till there was nothing beneath her toes, and she was stuck there suspended by her dress, the fabric pulling tight, cutting into her skin and pressing on those bruised ribs enough to make her want to scream. Her teeth clenched down hard, enough to make her jaw ache at her words. Thank her… Seriously? As if she would ever thank this twisted female in front of her.*”The only thing I’ll thank you for is when you let me the hell down you rabid albino from hell.”*Those fingers on her chin cut of whatever else she might have said, the strength there making her nod her head despite the fact she was doing her best to resist it, at least giving her a slight fight. Her nostrils flared out as she was trying with all her might to get that hand off of her, her feet trying to find purchase there on the floor somewhere, somehow, anything to give her some sort of purchase on. Next thing she knew she had her back slammed into the wall, making her gasp with pain. Pain and panic. She was stronger than a normal female, but at the same time she was in a delicate position, and she was afraid if she got slammed around anymore she was going to lose the babies. She went still then, not fighting, not kicking or clawing at her to try and get free. She wasn’t going to give you any more reason to toss her about, to risk losing the children. If they died, she wanted it to be because she died too, not for any other reason. Then she talked about how she knew she wasn’t completely human… Son Of a Bitch… How the hell had she found out?! Only Ace knew that she wasn’t human, that she was modified, just a doll version of the real thing. How had she found out? What had given her away? She had been careful, so damn careful… That tongue on her cheek made her turn her head away, pressing hard against that wall, trying to get away from the embrace that was utterly revolting to her. When that lick on her cheek was done, she turned her head and spat at her, anger there in her eyes, a hatred of being in that position, of being unable to fight for more than just one reason. Her feet began to kick out then, trying to land those strong, solid kicks on her somehow, some way, but they were too close, those kicks did nothing but hook her on more of those tools at her back.*”If you are SO God Damned impatient then just Kill me already. I’m not afraid of you or of dying, so stop with the games and just Finish It. I hate people like you who lack the Conviction to finish a job, choosing to play with your food like some damn five year old with broccoli!”*She pressed her legs into the wall, trying to push herself up, to loosen that hold on her dress enough for her to slip out of her grasp, to get off of the wall, anything. Then she had done it…brought Ace into it… She began to fight back in earnest, those sharp little crescent nails of hers finding skin and shredding it, trying to cause enough pain to make her drop her, pushing harder against that wall, using all the strength she could. She was strong, about three times as much as the average human, but would it be enough to work?*”Jesus Fucking Christ! Haven’t you hurt him enough?! You’ve DESTROYED Anything that could EVER be soft in him, you killed his heart and now what, what do you think is going to happen, that he’s going to mourn me?! He DOESN’T LOVE ME, You’re not going to achieve anything with this other than killing someone weaker than you. You’re pathetic Sydel, what happened to you is SAD, I know that, but you need to let the past GO already and stop acting like some prom queen dumped at the dance! You’re alive aren’t you? Isn’t that enough?! How much more are you going to take from him before you’re finally satisfied?”*Her words were cut off though, that head moving in faster than she could react, faster than she could turn her face to the side, to block that kiss from happening. The world blacked out to her then, and all that was Trinity was gone… That programming had been initiated, the boot log file kicked on and running flawlessly, despite the fact that it had not since the night Ace had kissed her. That head slumped forward, all those golden locks falling all about her, her breath gone silent. Then a whirring sound could be heard, followed by several harsh metallic like clangs and beeps, shrill screeching like someone running a bow over the back of a saw. Her head shot up then in a silent scream, her whole body getting hot, glowing with a white light from deep inside her. Those eyes were blank, rolled up inside her head as she program accepted the new owner… There was a glitch though… She was stuck in the boot log… Inside her own mind she was fighting, with the last shreds of all she had in her, she was fighting. While she tried to halt it from booting completely, trying to save some part of herself from the program, an error code would pass her lips.*”Error In Boot… Attempting to Reroute… System has been Compromised… Foreign Life Forms Detected…. Please Remove Foreign Life Forms to Continue With System Boot Up…”


...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. that ivory gaze of hers watched on as all this occurred.. your words to her were pretty much water off a ducks back.. she paid them little if any attention.. Only one person had managed to get under her skin.. and that was Chris when he mentioned Nautilous.. nothing else mattered to her.. Nothing.. when your body began to act up though, when it started ti misfire and grew in temperature she took her step back..releasing the hold..letting you just crumble to the floor.. she smacked her hands together- .. doesn’t love you?.. Oh please.. You’re as blind as you are stupid.. .. she landed one stiff hard kick to your right side then.. if it were bone it would have easily snapped a few ribs.. caused quite a bit of internal damage.. but she couldn’t be entirely certain just what it was you had in you.. something she was so looking forward to finding out.. however her playtime would have to wait..for in that instant.. in that moment that heavy door broke clean off its hinges.. and she was collected up and forced to the side wall of the business proper.. the dust cloud was enormous.. she managed to slide quite a few feet across the floor till she collided with one of the load bearing poles.. she groaned.. it cracked right into her spine.. not enough to do any real damage but fuck did it hurt.. she blinked.. not expecting the sudden shift.. thinking for a moment it may have been Trinity.. though she soon figured who it was.. it was Ace.. he’d managed to get to the shop.. to track her down easily enough and that violent rage he had within him was more than enough to burn through the moonshine and opium mixture.. his muscles were literally rippling with the anger he was holding within him.. he took a moment to glance over his shoulder though.. to look upon Trinitys frame crumpled to the floor like a lost doll.. his heart sunk there in his chest.. that lump formed in his throat.. almost immovable.. and this was his first mistake.. for he wasn’t giving Sydel the attention she deserved.. in this time she had managed to scamper back up to her feet.. thankfully not left in a pile of tulle and silk.. the clothing had worked well for her tiny little frame this time.. - .. Never turn your back on me Ace... she spat out having reached for that thick luxurious hair of his.. yanking it backward on a rather awkward angle.. her knee rising in unison to connect with his lower spine.. a good old fashioned hard crack before she’d release him letting him collide with the concrete flooring.. her slippered foot coming down hard upon his chest.. a rib.. perhaps two snapping.. he growled.. hissing back the cry that was begging to sound.. his teeth gritting together as he gained a hold upon her right leg .. clutching at her calf.. his nails tearing into the flawless pale flesh.. twisting it back on an angle that would have never bode well.. before with one hard yank her knees would strike that pavement.. she’d cry out.. such a shrill violent sound emitting from between her already bloodied lips as the sheer pain of such an action would strike her fiercly.. her body as a whole shuddered then.. her gaze narrowed.. she stumbled a little.. forcing herself back onto her feet.. he was there clutching at his chest.. she was there her balance a little wavering as her right leg ached and stung like a son of a bitch.. - .. You sly little fucker.. .. she’d spit out at him- .. You wont survive this time.. I wont allow it.. You got to choose last time and don’t you DARE tell me it wasn’t a choice.. I know full well it was.. I’ve been TOLD this.. Such a goddamned heel.. .. her right leg swung around.. she’d force her movements through the pain.. she’d allow it to work with her not against her.. she could lick her wounds Later.. not now.. she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing it was hurting like a bitch.. her slipper connected with the side of his body.. crashing into his lower few ribs.. and like twigs they went down.. crackling through.. shattering there within his chest.. he stumbled back.. the look on his face was priceless.. though he much like her wasn’t going to show to much of it.. he spat out a larger amount of blood that was pooling there within his mouth.. the puddle splattering upon the ground.. he lunged at her.. the pair throwing a few punches.. some connecting.. most however did not.. though those that did connect would have done little damage.. just bruising as it was up around the shoulder region.. he however needed to get the upper hand.. when she lifted her leg to connect with him again he hit it this time with his own boot.. shielding off her attack.. and when she did it again this time he reached around and grabbed that leg once more.. curling his arm just beneath her knee and he’d jump then swinging his own leg around to yank her off her balance.. twisting her petite light little body down flat till she went head first down onto the concrete.. their legs twisted.. intertwined .. she groaned.. growling as she tried in earnest to shake it off.. luckily her head didn’t hit the pavement..her body took the brunt of it..she would however use this opportunity to kick at him.. and she did.. she aimed for his head.. connecting with his right eye.. his chin.. he did his best to fend off the assault.. his hands trying to grab at her tiny feet.. dislodging at least one of her slippers in the process.. she pulled herself up.. plying herself atop him then to pummel his face..to gain that hold upon his shoulders and smack his head down into the pavement.. over and over…he went as rigid as a board making an action that should have been quite simple a little on the hard side.. she also weighed quite a lot less than he did.. so he was able to buck up and toss her to the side like the little doll she was.. fuck did his body hurt.. every inch of his flesh ached like a fucker.. he sprung to his feet.. trying to not burn through the adrenaline that was coursing through his veins..he kept a keen eye on her as she spring back to her feet-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *She hadn’t been able to get much out of there, the entire conversation had been really quite one sided, her words bouncing off of the beauty much as they had with Amber. What was it with beautiful women and refusing to hear anything that wasn’t geared specifically to their pleasure? Did beauty make them blind and deaf to the world around them, or just give them a sense of superiority that defied the natural laws of nature? She had been angry, terrified for the life inside her, for Ace… Most of all for Ace… She had threatened to call him and she had tried her best to keep her from doing so, but really, what could she do? What choice did she have in this mess? She couldn’t protect anyone, anything, it was all a mess… Then she had the audacity to kiss her, to boot up her programming… The whole world had tilted on it’s axis, a shift that had sent her reeling down, deep into that programming world full of zero’s and one’s that made up her core. She wasn’t really aware of the world around her then, all of her typical motor functions were completely shut down while she ran her programming. When Sydel let her go, she did crumple into a little pile of white lace and blond hair, looking like an over sized doll that someone had neglected to pick up. The kick to her ribs was brutal though, it did a lot more damage than could be handled by her small frame. She had metal casing around each and every one of her bones, it made her lighter yet her bones were stronger, they could take a beating. That kick which would normally shatter bones bent her metal frames internally. Imagine when a car gets t-boned, that would be like what her chest was at the moment. That was the hardest part to deal with. Bones broke and fell in among each other, but hers remained firm, putting pressure on her lungs, enough to cause one to partially collapse. She was beginning to wheeze, a high pitched reed like sound as her system tried to maintain her breathing. Locked in as she was, she couldn’t repair the damage to her own frame, all her nanotechs were busy trying to keep her brain from overheating from the lack of a command and the damage her system was suffering. With each minute that passed the stress on those little life forms grew, the heat rising higher and higher still, her blood pressure rocketing up with regular intervals. Her heart was strong though, it kept beating despite the pressure on it, it hadn’t started to go into tachycardia, but who knew how much longer it would hold out against that internal damage? Somewhere inside her head though she saw that same figure that had been haunting her nightmares, always just out of her line of sight… It had on a white rabbits mask though… She couldn’t see it’s face, just that erry, almost terrifying looking mask… She wanted to run, but if she moved even one iota in her mind, the program would override what precious bit of herself she was trying to save. She didn’t want to do this… She was fighting it tooth and nail, knowing that if she let up she would bond to Sydel as well as loose the children all in one fell swoop. She couldn’t run from that masked figure, only watch as it drew closer, and closer, and closer to her in her mind. Those in the room if they bothered to spare her a moment of sight would see something quite odd. She would begin to rise, but not my any movements of her own, but rather like someone invisible was lifting her up. She was still locked in that silent scream, her lips open in that mute O. She than began to…float there, suspended in the air as if she were in an invisible tank of water, the air around her shimmered with dark black and green colors like bruises. Even her dress and hair began to float up around her, giving her a nightmarish quality. She could do nothing but endure it… And the hell that was now inside her head would slowly begin to play out it’s original goal… The reason she had been carved up… Wasn’t to torture Ace…. It was someone claiming Her… And that person would come forward.*

(22:09:23 )
D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S

.:One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night:.
.:Two Dead Boys Got Up To Fight:.
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says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The time wasn’t right, it was far too early and it was not according to his plan. She had not suffered enough for his liking, no one had and it was something that irritated him. It got under his skin enough for him to actually show himself, not play the silent puppeteer as he had wanted to do for several months longer. He would lift up that little body of Trinities and set her floating there in the room, her body at the moment in a sort of suspension void… She was suffering in there, there was no way she couldn’t be, locked into that little personal bubble of Void energy straight from the realm of Chaos itself. Right now, she could be suffering anything from rape to torture and a mix of both if he was lucky. She had so much more suffering left to do really, he wasn’t even starting yet. He looked at the two fighting it out in the room, that white rabbit mask over his face enough to give even the coldest killer a bit of the chills. A simple flick of his finger had them both locked in invisible chains of Void energy, sapping energy, power, magic, everything that the person had in them. It would be painful to both of them, as if someone were bleeding them out from the very core of everything they were, draining them slowly. He would then raise his finger and wag it from side to side, tsking his tongue behind that mask with a shake of his head. Again, that oddly sexless voice, neither male nor female, but dark, so very very dark. It was like personal nightmares given voice, a thousand different whispers under the words.*”Shaaaaame, shame on you… It’s not your turn to play with the doll yet, I haven’t finished with her yet… Such rude little children, with such bad, bad manners…”*He would then walk over to where Sydel was, looking her over with those dead black and green eyes peeping out through the mask on his face. He would wag his finger at her then, another shake of his head as he tightened those shackles, to make her physical pain even sharper.*”Really Mother, would it have killed you to wait a little longer? It would have hurt him better, so much deeper, if he was forced to loose his doll when she gave birth… Hurting her like this… it’s so…so…Common… It’s really beneath you, you can do so much better… Where did your patience go? You used to be so masterful… Then again, so was Father… The two of you got SOFT in your love… You’re both pathetic, disgusting little meat sacks… Sooooo Boring! Khorn really gives you two too much slack, you’ve lost your edge…. “*It turned around to walk back to Trinity, a long, misshapen hand reaching out into that void energy to take a lock of that beautiful blond hair, rubbing it between those spider like fingers that ended in vicious talons. That masked face would turn to Ace, tilting so the ears of the mask tipped forward.*”She’s really very pretty isn’t she?... But you don’t own her… Neither of you do, really… She’s mine… Father had no right to burn that contract… This girl is my Bride, promised to me by Khorn…. You only have her on… Loan… She has what….seven months left? Tick tock tick tock goes her internal clock… Seven months till she dies and returns back to the blood realm with me to be my bride for eternity… Can’t change fate, Ace. As soon as you met her, she was going to die… It’s just her lot in this life. Rosamund MacDonald was meant to die long before now… She escaped it twice… But no one can cheat death thrice…. It’s why I gave her triplets… It just….Suits… After all, her third time trying to escape death, the third child that kills her… It’s just so delightfully tidy and neat…a nice little package… Oh, but where ARE my manners?”*That hand would drop from Trinities hair down to pick at the dress, to shred it inch by inch but sparing the skin…for now.*”My name is Dravanos, Son of Nautilous and Jennah, Primordial and Celestial Dragon Halfbreed, adopted son of Sydel… It IS nice to see you again, dear sweet Mama…”*He would spare his attention from the task at hand to shift that masked face to Sydel.*”We have… So MUCH to catch up on…. Later though, I think… Right now because of you, I have to figure out just how to deal with this little issue… The sooner she dies, the sooner I can have her… But she hasn’t been broken yet… She still has hope in her heart, and love… so much love… Ugh, it’s disgusting… Pathetic… ah well. I need to break her from those before I can really enjoy her… Besides Ace… I owe you a good turn… You stole my Bride, and worse, you took her virginity from me as well… You owe me for that… She was NEVER yours to have and I plan on making you suffer for stealing her…”*Pick, pick pick, more of that dress was being shredded till he got to the bra underneath the dress and that nail hooked there, slowly sliding that bra down in perfect view of Ace… He was literally going to make him watch as he molested that pretty little doll. He then looked at his mother again, that mask tilted again to the side.*”So tell me Mother mine, which should I do… Do I kill her now, or should I draw it out and make Ace suffer?.... You can always kill him, but death won’t hurt him nearly as much as what I will do to her… After she’s dead you can finish him off if you want, or make him live in his suffering… After all… Ace finally fell in love… Isn’t that the worst torture of all? Pick one Mother… In this, I’ll give you the choice… I get her either way, after all…”

...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S.:One Fin: .. her vacant gaze.. those ivory circlets would remain fixed upon him.. upon Ace as he stumbled back to his feet.. she was more than prepared for round two.. she’d break him before the day was through.. each and every bone on his body.. she so desired to hear those cracks.. those breaks.. that ear piercing screaming with every snap.. it made her feel a little giddy just thinking about it.. however.. things just weren’t meant to be.. suddenly there was a power shift.. she could feel it.. deep down within her.. the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood up.. she felt s shiver snake the length of her spine.. the ghostly figure in the corner of her eye captured her attention.. Trinity floating as she did.. her brow rose.. that fighting stance pretty much melted away and she moved to stand proper.. her head tilting.. and then he appeared.. those masked at this point.. her gaze narrowed..breath was drawn into her lungs to speak before she felt those shackles upon her person.. those invisible chains of void energy ..her body stiffened.. rigid as a board and she groaned.. a strike.. the pain was severe and it literally sucked the energy.. the power.. everything from her.. her knees inevitably buckled and down she went.. landing quite roughly upon her already abused skin.. her head rocked back.. she clenched her eyes closed.. hissing through her gritted down teeth.. she shuddered and trembled.. the voice though.. the voice gave it all away.. her head snapped back.. her eyes reopened and she looked up to the figure as he approached her.. Oh she knew full well who it was now.. and it didn’t bode well what so ever.. Where the fuck was Nautilous.. - .. What the fuck Dravanos.... she growled.. forcing out another breath as another strike seemingly hit her and she cried out.. her hands reaching .. her nails scratching against the concrete beneath her.. she was trying in vain to pull herself to her feet.. it wasn’t the pain keeping her from being able to do it.. it was the fact her energy was being drained.. she remained quiet while he spoke with Ace.. letting the two of them become.. well.. better aquainted.. what the fuck did she care what he did with Trinity? She didn’t.. not one single iota.. Nothing would stop her from just telling him to end it.. all right here.. right now.. she had managed to get on all fours then.. her head falling forward.. hanging there as her white curls dragged somewhat upon the ground..she heard his question.. or series of questions.. giving her the choice.. the opportunity to decide on how this would all end.. her gaze lifted.. looking from him.. to Ace..lingering there- .. Make the fucker suffer.. .. she managed to force out, almost hissing as her voice creaked.. even with her being stuck in this state however she still managed to allow a crooked little grin to creep its way across her features.. fleeting as it was though.. her chest hollowed out as she took another deep breath.. - .. Make him watch.. .. she growled dealing with her shorter.. sharper breaths-

(22:39:55 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S.:One Fin: .. he had stumbled a little when he pulled himself back to his feet.. trying to locate her there.. trying to keep his eyes on Sydel.. knowing full well there would be another attack on its way.. what he wasn’t prepared for was the visitor.. he noticed her looking off in the distance.. only then would he turn to see Trinity floating there like some ghostly apparition .. his eyes widened considerably.. he went to take a step forward- .. Trinity!!!.... he called out to her.. only halting in his step when the other figure came into play.. and that’s when his body just dropped.. he crumbled like a doll when the void energy struck him.. he groaned.. crying out as the pain wracked through his lean frame..it was like nothing he had ever really experienced.. Ever.. he forced breath through his teeth.. his chest rose and fell so very rapidly.. the name though.. when you introduced yourself made him shudder.. oh there was fear there.. pure unadulterated fear.. a son of Nautilous? Perfect.. they were all dead then.. all of them.. how on earth could he possibly compete with this? Right now he couldn’t even bring himself to stand up let alone defend Trinity.. - .. Get your God Damn hands off her you self richeous Fuck.. .. he screamed.. watching as you began to tear away at Trinitys clothing.. the fabric just floating away as if it were burnt paper.. his heart was seizing there within his chest.. he heard the choice given to Sydel and his gaze met hers when she looked at him.. - .. Sydel.. please.. .. he pleaded with her.. his brows furrowing there.. though when she threw that final hammer.. when the forced that nail in he yelled.. - .. No!.. NO.. Don’t.. Ill do anything.. ANYTHING.. just let her be.. .. he didn’t really have a great deal to offer.. not really.. so that was probably quite a pointless offering.. but he had to try something.. anything.. his head sunk forward.. colliding with the concrete flooring as he triedin earnest to grapple with the emotions running through him at that very moment.. anger.. violent anger and concern.. fear.. and loss.. all attacking him from every single angle-=

D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S

.:One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night:.
.:Two Dead Boys Got Up To Fight:.
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says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: And Ace)*He laughed when he heard the only mother he had ever known curse at him, that nails on a chalkboard sound that made people want to pop right out of their skin. Oh he had been a good boy once, had fallen in love with a woman on the mortal realm, one who had looked very similar to Trinity in coloring. The thing was, he had been sold to Khorn as an Infant, and he had grown up under the tutelage of the three most twisted enteties ever… And he had STILL come out good… That was…Until he died… Oh it had all gone terribly south for him at that point. Khorn had been furious that he had refused to kill the girl he loved, spared her and her family. He had suffered the brunt of Khorns anger, and Sydel would know what that would be like. He looked back at her, a vicious smile behind that rabbit mask as one of those hands pressed over the area where his lips should be, blowing her a kiss.*”Love you too, Mommy Dearest… I miss your warm loving compassion, how ever did I survive without that tenderness?“*He had gone back to picking at Trinity there, those talon like claws continuing to pluck at that cotton and lace, shredding it, relishing every inch of skin that was revealed. He had enjoyed drawing on her, but he hadn’t been able to enjoy it as much as he was this, there was that delicious level of the added audience to make it that much more intense. He got a sick twisted thrill from knowing there were witnesses to what he was doing. When Sydel gave him his answer, that masked head would bob once, releasing the Void chains on her, absorbing the energy she had lost to them, fueling his mean to stay here on this plane of existence which took oh so much magic to sustain all he was doing now.*”I thought you would agree… I knew my mother was in there somewhere deep down… I’ll make him suffer… Oh and he will suffer… But right now isn’t…Quite the time… No point rushing through a delicious dinner to go for the dessert… You need to cancel her programming… If she is bound to you, he won’t suffer nearly as much as I want him to… Plus she’s dying… Quickly too… She can’t repair herself with that boot file running… Just say ‘TT3 Series Cancel Boot Log, Error In Command Prompt, Revert To Last Save and Begin System Restore…’ and she’’’ repair herself… Might kill one of the children though, such a shame… Stillborn are the devil, Aren’t they Ace?”*Another round of that skin flaying laughter before he would wait for Sydel to give the command, allowing the doll to repair the damage done… Hopefully in time. All three of them might be dead from the damage, but only time would tell on that one. He was getting weaker the longer he stayed up here, and Ace was hardly giving him the power he needed to sustain. As soon as Sydel was done though, he would reach down, sliding the bottom of that mask up just enough to press cold, dead lips against the back of her hand.*”Be a doll, won’t you Mama, and tell Daddy that his Firstborn will be coming home very…very shortly… “*He turned to look at Ace there on the floor, already broken and beaten, that terrifying bunny mask tilting to the side as he regarded him.*”I’M the self-righteous fuck? My my my, aren’t we neglecting the mirror!! Who was the one who broke her contract? Who was the one who STARTED it? You saved a whore and gave me a bride, only to take her from me by using my Father against me. YOU have no place to talk about being self-righteous. She was mine before she was ever yours, and if I want to touch her, I will touch her. Really, she has the most gorgeous Irish skin… So soft, it’s like mink… And she does bleed, oh so prettily… Even more so now that she’s pregnant though… And her tits… They were a nice size before but they’re practically falling out of her bra now… I wonder how she has such lift to them still… I wonder, if I slice her here….”*That talon would press into the skin over her heart, piercing down till it hit the metal of her breastplate.*”Do you think she can feel it now that she isn’t locked up inside her own head? How about I tell you? Since my dearest mother released her from the program, she CAN feel it… Ever. Single. Second of it… And she feels pain so sweetly, it’s like music to my ears… You should hear her screaming for you… Not for you to save her, No… She’s screaming for me to spare you… Isn’t that so sweet? “*He turned when Sydel went to run and tell Naut just what hell had been brought up from the cesspools of the blood realm. He then turned to look down at Ace on the floor, still shackled in the Void, still feeding him his energy. He was running out too quickly though, and he would end it all very soon.*”Anything? Even if it means betraying your friend? You would stab your dear friend and mentor Nautilous for me? Hmm? Would you, say… Take HIS firstborn for me? After all, I just have to hold her like that for a little bit longer and she will die on her own from that collapsed rib… You could save her… Hold onto her a little while longer… It will only cost you betraying my father… After all, I have all the time in the world to wait… I could…spare you a few more months… If you can give me what I want. Ooooh but then we come to the question of the hour!! You know she’s pregnant… Why, and this very moment she is stopping her nanobots from healing herself, trying to keep your children alive. So I wonder, if you steal a child for me, what about your own? Do THEY have value… Or is it just Trinity?”*He pulled that talon out of her chest then, letting the blood well forth and spatter down the peaches and cream complexion and stain that white dress crimson. He crossed over to where Ace was laying on the floor, running that talon along his skin, leaving a bloody stain on Aces cheek, the same place where the splinter had struck Trinity when he punched the wall.*”Oh… Hold on now… Wait for it….”*A moment passed, perhaps two… before he turned to Ace, that bunny mask seeming to smile.*”Two children…. She just lost one of them… So what’s your answer, Ace? Does only SHE matter… Or do the kids matter as well?...”*He moved away from him then, walking back to Trinity to begin to pick at that dress again, opening it up even farther till he revealed the delicate little swell of her belly.*”Tick tock Ace, Tick tock… So many questions! So many emotions in you right now, I can feel them all, they’re delicious… Give me Nautilous’s child Ace… And I will leave you yours. I’ll even make it so she survives… Take it or leave it.”


...Suicide .°. Blonde….

…Sydel Deathhaze...
..such a beautiful lie to believe in..


says to D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S.:One Fin: .. she caught sight of him blowing her a kiss in that rather crude fashion.. she had to hand it to him really.. as dark.. as evil and horrid as he was.. she had to be proud.. I mean comeon.. really.. whats not to love about your child turning out darker and holding even more evil than you?.. she felt the release of the chains upon her person.. her body slumped slightly.. she was able to breathe fully.. taking a few deeper breaths as she stumbled back to her feet.. her balance wavering a little till she regained her footing properly.. she exhaled.. nodding.. - .. TT3 Series Cancel Boot Log, Error in Command Prompt, Revert to Last Save and Begin System Restore.. .. her breath caught there in her throat before she coughed it out.. her hands rose.. she smoothed back those errant ivory curls.. forcing them out of her line of sight.. she felt as though she were drunk really.. drunk and extrodinarily exhausted.. catching sight of him wandering toward her.. reaching for her hand.. taking it.. his skin just as cold as hers.. yet supple.. and smooth.. her fingers curled in to his grasp.. a murmur sounded in response to the feeling of those cold dead lips pressing that kiss to the back of her hand.. she nodded.. the words just weren’t coming.. as much as she willed them.. they wouldn’t spring forth from her lungs.. she’d then glance over her shoulder toward Ace.. that gaze lingering before she’d side step Dravanos ..stumbling her way out of the shop.. out of the room that has up until then been her little prison.. her legs felt like jelly…she felt quite ill.. the combination of it all was so harsh on her tiny little body.. she stepped over Trinity.. and then exited the building.. -

(23:59:09 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S.:One Fin: he coughed and spluttered.. the blood continued to trickle out of his mouth as this event played out before his eyes.. the pain.. it just hit him like waves.. over and over and over.. sapping every single inch of energy from his body.. he was forcing himself to stay awake however.. forcing himself to remain conscious.. he wouldn’t fail.. not yet.. he couldn’t.. he had to make sure she was going to be ok.. he watched the display between Mother and Son.. it was odd to say the least.. certainly gave him a horrid taste there within his mouth.. Sydel uttering the words that would resume Trinity helped him a little.. it would at least mean she wouldn’t perish right this minute.. it would maybe even buy him a little time..Sydel was soon gone.. stumbling out of the building.. he had to admit he had never seen her so weak.. ever ..then Dravanos targeted him.. calling out to him.. calling him the self richeous pig that he was.. Oh this was not stuff he didn’t already know.. he knew he had made some fucked up decisions.. and the remark about still born babies well that one stung.. right down deep to his core ..like someone slicing right through his gut with a long rusty blade.. you had to have known this too.. as the look on his face was awfully pained.. sure he didn’t care a great deal for Sydel back then.. she was just a violet haired beauty that was easily lead.. but the child.. that was something different entirely.. and you were mocking him about it.. when you mentioned cutting Trinity and the fact that she bled he forced himself to his feet.. groaning deeply.. hissing.. breathing through his gritted down teeth- .. Get Your GOD DAMN hands off her.. .. he exhaled.. his balance wavering.. it would only take someone lightly leaning on him to have him stumble back to the floor .. the fact that you told him she could feel pain.. fuck.. god he felt terrible.. he was responsible for this.. ALL of this was his doing.. and he just crumbled.. he couldn’t take it anymore.. he actually cried.. the tears just trickled down his cheeks.. his body trembled.. - .. Don’t.. just.. .. he swallowed.. his voice much like his body also trembled..- .. please .. yes.. Anything.. anything.. .. he was actually pleading with you to leave her be.. but just what you mentioned.. made him lose his footing and he landed quite roughly there upon the concrete.. could he do this? Could he actually do that? Did he mean that Sydel was pregnant?.. fuck me.. it was like dejavu.. could he bring himself to take another one of her children from her.. to save his own ass.. to fullfill his own desires.. his head slumped forward.. he was breathing so deeply.. his body was fighting the consciousness.. he wouldn’t be able to stay like this for much longer.. he’d just black out he knew it.. - .. O.. yes.. yes.. .. he yelled out.. though it came out rather meekly with him being so tired- .. yes.. deal.. consider it done.. . he exhaled long and hard.. his lids fluttering a little.. as his mind couldn’t take it a moment longer.. he dropped to the side.. promptly passing out.. severing that connection you wouldhave had as all the energy had been sapped out of him..-


D|R|A|V|A|N|O|S

.:One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night:.
.:Two Dead Boys Got Up To Fight:.
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says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *He did so love his sweet mama, she had let him suckle from her evil tit, filling him with that sort of nasty, evil, vile darkness that she had buried deep inside her. The town down there in the Chambers had taken it to a WHOLE new level. He didn’t have the morals that his mother and father labored under, any single shred of good inside him had LONG been ripped out and the place it had held was filled with the darkest feces of pure and utter evil. It was precisely why Nautilous was worried about it, because there was no controlling him now, just like there wasn’t a chance to reason with him either. He would rip the fabric of this world at the seams, shredding it into nothing. He would watch and wait, savoring all of this as it unfolded. When she left he had focused on Ace there, dragging out the man’s pain in inches and feet, tasting every drop that spilled out, feeding his own hate, his own rage, fueling him. The more Ace reacted, the more he wanted to do, to watch those emotions but his time really was dragging to a close. Trinity was resetting, her body reverting, the temperature dropping, the pressure was fading down to more acceptable levels. That lung was still collapsed though, and he wouldn’t fix it until he had what he wanted. The fact Ace had stood at all was a shocker really, it took a LOT of strength to stand in those things. He was surprised to see it, he hadn’t expected the man who was all about self-preservation to risk his life to stand in those things. Interesting…very Interesting. *”Please, you can’t go about ordering people around and expecting it to work. I told you, when I want to touch her, I will. Still, kudo’s to you, for being able to stand in those. It takes an awful lot of will to make your body do that, so good job… Still won’t help you any. You’d be better off sitting on your ass and waiting till I’m done.”*Oh… And there he had it… Those tears… He stepped away from Reaching out those clawed hands to gather up the tears on those fingers, pulling them behind the mask to lick at each one of them, tasting that liquid sorrow.*”Mmmm… tasty… A nice little snack…”*He stood then and dropped Trinity hard to the floor, not bothering to spare her a moments kindness. After all, the little deal said he would spare her, let her survive the children, but nowhere did he say he wouldn’t hurt her whenever it struck him. Now that she wasn’t stuck in that void, the scream that had started in her throat was free to release, shattering a couple of the glasses that had been on the counter. That was a scream of pure loss and it made him shiver with pleasure when he heard it. *”We have an accord. Trinity will be yours for a while longer, she will give birth, and she will survive.”*He stepped over her body, the nanobots doing well to try and save the dead child as well as repair her lung and the warped in metal framing of her ribs. Stepping into the shadows he was gone just as he had come, without warning or pomp, vanished into the black.*

(00:56:05 )
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°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: *She had been cognative the moment that code went off in her head. She could hear everything, see everything through eyes that were half closed, locked away in that shape while she herself was locked into her own little ball of hell. She had felt pain unlike anything she had ever known, emotionally and physically, to the stage that if she had been given the option to black out, she would have. She had not been given that choice though, instead everything had been heightened, stretched out, so that for the moments she was in there, it felt more like years than mere minutes. She had seen everything Ace did, everything he said, and all she wanted to do was go to him but she was trapped just as he had been. Then all of a sudden she was gone, released, falling to the floor with a savage rapping of her knees, sending that pain shooting up her back and down her calves like a vicious burning. As soon as she was free, all that had been held up inside her came out, the pain from the injury, the pain of knowing that one of her precious children had died inside her, from seeing him hurt Ace, those words like blades, running deep into her beloved. She couldn’t stop the scream, the pitch of it bad enough to shatter those glasses on the counter. She collapsed onto herself, feeling her body repairing itself but not wanting it to, not wanting to feel the ease of the pain there. It was a perverse sort of pain but it was that it was, she felt like she had to suffer, because she had failed at protecting something pure and innocent inside herself. She watched that figure fade into the dark, that same thing that had been haunting her nightmares with the silent prowling of a panther. She sat there, just sobbing, her whole body shaking as she struggled to get a breath, to do anything other than these cried that made her ribs burn, that seared her lungs and tore at her throat. She pulled her hair off of her face, looking for Ace, trying to find him in the mess of her mind. There he was though, silent, looking dead with that blood coming from his mouth. Good God no…Not him too! She made her way across that floor on all fours, unable to stand, to trust her own feet. She was bleeding from the tools that had dug into her back from that wall, from Dravano’s cuts on her skin…. Still, she reached him somehow, pulling his head into her lap, running her fingers through his hair, shaking her head in denial.*”Please No, please Dear God no… Ace baby, please… Please Ace… Don’t be dead… Please please please don’t leave me… Please…”*She curled over him, not caring at how much it hurt her to move right now, some things were more important than physical pain. She pressed her lips to his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, tasting the copper tang of his blood on her tongue. She would rock him, her whole body shaking as she held him, sheltered him with her body.*”Please Ace don’t go… I love you so much, don’t you know that? I love you, you can’t leave me… You can’t, You just Can’t…”*All she could do was wait…hope to God you weren’t dead, that you were just passed out, that you would come around… She wanted to get out of here, to go anywhere but here… There was too much pain in this little room, it would haunt her for the rest of her life, but she had to stay, to wait… She held him in her arms, swaying from side to side, whispering over and over again.*”I love you Ace…. I love you, please don’t go…”

[BadInfluence]

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°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °

°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had fallen asleep holding Ace in that dingy little abandoned storefront, rocking him, hoping to God he wasn’t going to die. She couldn’t help him right now, she had been locked up too long in that Void space and she was too compromised to run her nanobots to repair him. As it was, she herself was in pretty bad shape herself and in no condition to even try to lift herself and call for help. Somehow though, she had seen through glimpses of consciousness that people were around her, lifting her and Ace, her fingers gripping his hand as hard as she could muster, refusing to be separated from him. The next thing she remember was being in the house, a letter in her hand with a box of medical supplies next to their bed. It wasn’t her room they had been placed in but his, which was perhaps the best… It would be more familiar to him to wake up in than hers would be. She slowly sat up, trying to put together the pieces in her head that were scattered and floating around like a giant mess of building blocks thrown about haphazardly in her head. She rubbed her hands over her face, slowly remembering everything as it came back in bits and pieces, the fight that she and Ace had, his confession, watching him run…. Her desire to leave after it had all happened, then being tossed into that room… She had met Sydel in the flesh then, that gorgeous ghost that haunted Ace… She had never hated anyone before, but after hearing what she did from her own lips, she hated her… Hate wasn’t even a strong enough word for what she felt towards that damn bitch. Why Ace felt guilty about her… She would never understand it, how could anyone feel bad for that thing? She was evil in carnet and there was nothing to pity there… Nothing. She remembered then, seeing that masked figure, that thing from her dreams that had been haunting her, hunting her through that formless place in her mind… Oh…oh no… She pressed her hands over her stomach, tears welling in her eyes as she remembered… She had fought so hard, wanted them so badly… She still had two, those two precious, tiny little lives…but the third one was gone. It didn’t matter though; it still hurt so very much that she was responsible for its death. She was responsible for them, for their care, their survival, she was supposed to protect them from everything and she had failed. She looked over to Ace as he laid there next to her and she knew that there were things that needed to be done, he needed her care too, didn’t he? She looked at the box of medical items and slid the lid open, taking in all that resided within. She wasn’t sure how badly Ace was hurt… She wasn’t even sure if she could care for him on her own… She bit down on her lip, sliding off the bed and padding into that hall on silent feet, going to her own room to slide out of her shredded dress. She had no idea how that had happened, but it didn’t matter. She had more pressing things to see to. She tossed the ruined dress into the corner of her room before pulling out a soft white and chocolate lace dress that was utterly delicate and feminine. It was also shorter than most dresses, she needed the freedom to move around and it’s simple design gave her more mobility and less fluff than her other ones. She piled her hair atop her head, shoving her bobby pins in it, creating a lose bun atop her head, tendrils of hair slipping out to frame her face and shoulders, showing off that long neck of hers. She reached under the bed and pulled out that little piggybank of hers and loosed the cork at the bottom to pull out a few of the gold coins she had saved up in there. Ace needed a doctor, one who had more skill at these things than she could provide him at this moment, and doctors never came cheap no matter what time you lived in. She slipped into Aces room again, setting a glass of water on the bedside table, lighting a candle against the darkness that would be setting in soon. She started a fire in the hearth and that was all she could do for him at the moment, grabbing up that letter that had been left with her when she woke up. She would read it as she called a cab and set about her way towards the most expensive and highly skilled Doctor in town. When she opened that letter, another key fell into her lap along with several sheaf’s of paper. What in the world was this? She read over the documents and felt shock and disbelief settle over her, unable to believe what she was reading, but there it was all in black and white… The house they were staying in had been put in her name, a transfer of property ownership that included not just the house but the property as well as all the furniture in the house. The extra key was for Ace apparently, among other things… There was a bank draft as well, the amount was staggering to her, but there it was, also in her name with several investments that were attached to it, meaning that there would always be money deposited in it…. If she didn’t want to work anymore, she wouldn’t have to… In those papers was enough funds and attachments to make her set up for life very comfortably. What the hell? What in the right and proper hell was going on? It was then she saw the letter from Nautilous where explained just why she had suddenly come into possession of all this financial security… He knew she had lost a child then… It was there in black and white along with his apology since it was in part his fault, as well as the fact he wanted to make her comfortable for the rest of her life since he would be receiving one of the two remaining children… The practical side of her thought this was a godsend, no one in their wiki-loving mind would pass up this opportunity of financial security for the rest of her life. The emotional side wanted to ball all this up and shove it right up Nautilous’s ass. She might have been bought and sold before, but she was done with that crap and she hated this. The worst part of it was the fact that honestly, she wasn’t in a position to turn him down either. She needed a place to stay, and the house had more than enough room for her and Ace, as well as their child, the one they would get to keep… With only twins, her chances of survival were over 75% and she knew she would make it out ok… She wanted that stability too, needed it to raise her child in, where they would be safe, where she could protect them. She couldn’t count on Ace being there… What he had said… She couldn’t believe it… People said things they didn’t always mean when they were in a rage like he had been, and she wasn’t about to pour water in a bucket with so many holes in it. She had to plan things a bit differently now, with her being able to survive this meant that she would be putting herself back in the game.



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♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪



°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °

°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She also had to face the facts that Ace would probably vanish as soon as she got close to her time and she would be alone. It wasn’t that she thought poorly of him, no… She almost wished she could, but she could never see him as anything less than that Lion in her mind, that carnivorous beast that feasted upon her heart. She loved him, that would never change, no matter how much it hurt at times. She was just forced into the position of loving him, but not allowing herself to think of a future with him in it. She shook her head, folding up all those papers into a neat little package and putting them in her little satchel with the gold she had there. They came up to the doctors house, and after a few minutes, out he came after the promise of double his usual rate. She had given him all the coins she had on her, a solid forty gold, but if it ensured Ace would survive, then it had come cheaply indeed. She told the Doctor on the ride back that her flat-mate had gotten run down by a horse and carriage that he was alive but badly damaged. The Doctor probably didn’t believe the whole flat-mate story, but really, what else could she say? Oh, my lover and the father of my children got beaten near to death by his ex- girlfriend and I need you to patch him up. Riiight, because, you know, that would go over just so well. She looked out the window, her attention taken away for a moment when the Doctor asked her about her…condition. The ever living fuck?! By all things holy, rumors in this town were downright bloody obscene. She was barely starting to show, she looked more like she had been eating a bit too much, a little belly bulge but it was hardly there… Damn the gossips in this town. She would have outright denied it but in two more months, there wouldn’t be much chance of her hiding the fact that she was pregnant. She also knew she needed a doctor, because no matter how many system scans she could do on herself, she needed someone who could assist her when her time came and to make sure that everything going on was, well, normal. She looked back to the Doctor and told him that her condition was a private affair and that if he could keep his lips shut about it, she would continue to pay him his double rate. They struck a deal then, and it was done. Just in time too, because they were arriving at her house… Good Google, her house… She had come from being property, to owning it… Strange how one’s life can turn about so suddenly without any warning or hints. She led the doctor into the house and up to Ace’s room. Apparently several ribs were broken or at least cracked and there was a possible punctured lung… Multiple bruises and fractures.. Good God… What had happened to Ace when she had gotten knocked out? She bit her lip as the doctor went about fixing Ace’s wounds, wrapping his chest in tight bandages and plasters to keep him from moving around and doing more damage to himself. He looked like he was half a mummy as all that gorgeous tan skin of his was covered up in white gauze and various pastes. Soon enough that room of his smelled like medicine and she went over to the window and opened it just a crack. She had a feeling he would hate the smell there, and she wanted to leave him in as comfort as she could. When the doctor was done, and it had taken a good hour or so for all the bandages and such to be applied, she saw him out. He had left her several packets of pain killers and other things that were supposed to speed up the healing process for Ace. She also got a packet of minerals and a diet plan for herself since she was pregnant and apparently, far too thin for it. She took them all with a nod of her head and a promise to do as she was told. Then he was gone and she headed back upstairs, a container of wine in one hand, a cup and a pack of pain killers in the other. She knew Ace wouldn’t want to take this, but she wouldn’t really give him an option. She knew what he smoked though, and she knew that it would kill the pain better than the packet stuff would. The difference was the fact that she didn’t think Ace could or should smoke a damn thing with his ribs being what they were. He might get surly, might get grouchy, might even rage, and that was ok. He would take this stuff if she had to make him, and she would. She had lost enough in one day, she wasn’t about to lose him too. He might hate being babied, but his ass was going to adjust right quick if he wanted to remain sane. She set it all down there in his room again before returning to her own room, to grab up her guitar and settle herself down in a seat in the hall there. She began to sing then, her back pressed up against the door jam, fingers strumming softly on the strings so that the song was nothing more than a lullaby.*”When I was younger I saw my daddy cry, And curse at the wind. He broke his own heart and I watched As he tried to reassemble it. And my momma swore That she would never let herself forget. And that was the day that I promised, I'd never sing of love if it does not exist. But darling, You are the only exception. You are the only exception. You are the only exception. You are the only exception. Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul, That love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone, Or keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this Keeping a comfortable distance…And up until now I have sworn to myself, That I'm content with loneliness… Because none of it was ever worth the risk….Well you are the only exception. You are the only exception. You are the only exception. You are the only exception…I've got a tight grip on reality, But I can't let go of what's in front of me here. I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up. Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream. Oh-oh-oh-ohhh…. You are the only exception. You are the only exception. And I'm on my way to believing….Oh, and I'm on my way to believing… Yeah… I’m on my way to Be-e-eliving…..”





...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he knew nothing of that he had been moved.. he knew nothing of the doctor.. or the house.. he remained completely out of it for quite a length of time indeed..his breathing was ragged.. strained as his lungs had trouble fighting against the broken ribs.. his mind was keeping him out of it.. keeping him resting while it went to work on the body.. or it at least tried to.. the lack of energy wasn’t helping matters what so ever.. the body needed fuel to heal.. and it had none.. not even in its reserves.. it would be a little while after the doctor had been and gone.. she would be well into the final verse of her song before his lips would part and a quiet groan would sound.. his eyes moving beneath those thin eyelids.. his body felt heaby.. he had yet to figure on the bandages.. or the plaster.. he went to move and found he was unable to without a great deal more effort than he should have had to.. he forced a breath through gritted down teeth.. blinking.. and then again.. her voice had floated through into the darkened depths of his mind.. those lovely words.. all he could remember was her floating.. the slicing of her gown.. the bloodied marks upon her body before she just fell.. collapsing in a heap.. so he naturally figured he was dead.. his head slowly rolled to the side.. his eyes were completely out of focus.. he could only make out a series of shapes.. a few silhoettes with the dim lighting.. - ..am I dead?.... he’d whisper.. his voice completely shot.. raspy almost completely shattered as his tongue slid across his injured lower lip.. he went to lift his arm.. it felt so unbelievably heavy.. not broken so much.. not even fractured.. just aching.. so very sore.. he murmured- .. Trinity?.... his brows furrowed.. he had a splitting headache.. it felt like someone was smacking into his temples with an iron hammer.. over and over again..realisation would strike him soon there after.. and he would try in earnest then to sit up.. fighting against the bandages…the plaster.. fighting against the pain.. the sting.. the ache.. his arm rose.. he’d wipe across his eyes.. all in effort to gain focus.. to gain a little more clarity.. he growled.. fuck did it hurt..- ..



♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪



°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °

°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had been strumming softly, just wanting to fill up the silence of that house, the void the lack of his voice made there. She had never really minded the silence before, but with him laying him bed like that, not a sound passing his lips as the doctor tended him… She missed the sound of his voice like a newly blind person misses their sight. Even if it were those harsh, angry words from before when he had shattered that wood paneling, even that would be preferable to not knowing if he would make it thought this or not. She had gotten off lighter than he had, her bones were more metal than calcium, they were stronger, they could be pushed back into shape without suffering any real damage… Ace had no such benefit, no sort of resilience to what had happened to him. That groan though, she could have heard it with the world crumbling around her, she had been listening for it for so long. That guitar was left to fall on the carpet, uncaring about it in her urge to get to his side. She was glad she was wearing something simple, it gave her room to move in and was close against her frame, she didn’t have to worry about tripping on tulle. She was by his side in seconds, watching him move his head around, trying to look about the room. She knew it was a bit dim, perhaps he was having trouble seeing? She moved to the oil lamp on the table and turned the wick up in it, spreading more light about that room. At his words, oh thank Google and all search engines…. He was ok… His body was damaged a bit but he could still think and talk. She couldn’t resist the small smile on her lips, a soft laugh as she shook her head.*”No, but you did give it your best shot, you really did…”*She saw that tongue slide across that bottom lip, combined with the rasp of his voice, she knew he was thirsty. She poured out some of the wine into the glass and emptied one of the little packets into it, stirring it to dissolve it all. He was going to be feeling like hell, and the fact he seemed thirsty was going to help get him to take the medicine at the same time. It smelled normal, some willow bark, a bit of opium, a bit of laudamnum… It wouldn’t knock him out, but it would help calm him a bit, to dull the pain. She heard him call her name and she shifted there on his bed, resting her hand on his chest lightly.*”Yes Ace, I’m here… We’re home… “*She watched him struggle, to try and sit up. He was going to unset the work the doctor had done with his ribs and she wasn’t going to let him ruin the work.*”Ace, stop that please… You’re going to make yourself worse. I’ll help you sit up, but please try to not move too much if you can.”* She laid his hands against his arms, stilling them with a light touch. She would help him sit up, propping his pillows behind him to support his frame. Once she had him sitting up, she pulled the blankets up to rest about his hips, tucking them in about his lean frame with gentle motions, careful about him as if he were made of spun glass right now.*”The Doctor says you have several cracked ribs if not a few that are broken. You’re in a cast right now, to keep you from puncturing your lung or unsetting any more of the ribs. You have some really bad bruises Ace, so you’re going to be hurting for...well…a while… You’ll be stuck in bed for a while…”*Slender fingers would grab the glass then, holding it in her hands while she spoke.*”The Doctor also left me some medicine for you, to help with the pain and healing. I have some mixed up for you right now, I figured you would be in a bit of pain and might welcome it… Do you think you can drink it without my help? Or should I find a straw?”*She would wait for his answer before either getting a straw for it, or helping him get it down.*”Is there anything I can do for you Ace? Are you cold? Hot? Do you want a book? Or your pipe? I don’t think you should smoke but if it helps you feel better, I’ll set one up for you… If you’re hungry, just let me know and I’ll whip something up for you alright?”*She was rambling a bit she knew, but she couldn’t help it. It was part nerves and part utter relief that he was talking, that he was alive… She was also shy around him right now, not quite sure what to make of…well…anything now.*





...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he heard her voice then.. it sounded as though she were stuck in a tunnel somewhere.. but he did hear it.. he turned his head then toward it.. making out the outline of her figure.. her frame as she drew in closer to him.. - .. home?... he questioned .. feeling her hands upon him.. guiding him into that semi seated position.. he groaned.. hissed and breathed that little bit deeper as his body screamed at him to quit moving around.. he took a few deeper breaths to wash away that pain.. or to try to in any rate.. - .. he muttered softly in response to her saying what the doctor had found out.. he could feel it.. the pain was definitely from a fracture if not a break there about his chest.. he was hoping on the fracture.. that would heal though relitivley slow.. certainly a lot quicker than a full gone break..- ..no.. no it’s fine.. thankyou.. . he would reach out in the general direction of the glass.. fumbling a little till he felt the stem of it.. taking it from her then.. his warm fingers brushing across hers in the process of the exchange..he pressed that glasses rim to his lips.. tipping his head back a little to allow its contents to pool there upon that dip in his tongue.. he’d swallow it down.. wincing every so often.. before all of the liquid that cup contained was gone.. he paused before holding it out to her.. - . no.. no.. .. he sunk his head back against the pillow behind him.. his lids closing over..he couldn’t see properly as it was.. there was no point forcing the fact.. may as well give his eyes a bit of a rest- .. I can’t see very well.... he motioned up toward his now closed eyes- .. I.. uh.. please don’t think I’m ignoring you.. I’m not.. it’s all a bit of a blurr and I’m getting quite a headache keeping my eyes open.. .. his hands fell back down to rest there upon his lap.. - .. I don’t need anything right now.. no.. thankyou for the offer though.. you really don’t have to fuss about me.. it’s not necessary.. .. his head tilted a little.. his brows furrowing as if another stab of pain struck him.. he took in a sudden breath.. holding it a little longer before releasing it- .. tell me.. .. he spoke whilst releasing that breath- .. what about you?.. please tell me you are alright?..are you ok?..I... he exhaled.. swallowing down against the lump in his throat- .. I shouldn’t have left like I did.. .. he went to shake his head before he felt better of it..knowing full well it would just make things worse.. he blamed himself for it all.. how could he not?.. if he hadn’t of up and left Sydel wouldn’t have gotten such unfretted access to her..- .. please tell me you are ok?.... he sighed.. eagerly awaiting her response.. all he could remember was Sydel standing near to her.. her body floating like some haunted ghost like creature.. before all hell broke loose and she was hurt.. -



♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪



°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °

°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..:*She could hear the question in his voice, knowing she would have to explain how they got there, even though she herself wasn’t even sure how. She had blacked out on top of you not long after, waking up here in his bed. She figured this Nautilous character had something to do with it, since she had woken up with his letter in her hand. She bit down on her lip, wondering just how much to tell him… Would he want to leave when he found out it was her house now, legally? He had been so terribly mad at her… Very, very mad at what she had said and she didn’t think he would want to remain here if he knew.*”Yes, Home… I think your friend Nautilous took us here… Either way, you’re safe and that’s what matters.”*She nodded her head, letting him grab the glass, feeling the warmth of his fingers against hers before he would lift it and drink it down. It wouldn’t be long before at least some of the pain he was feeling was gone. It would do wonders for his headache at the very least. It was just a matter of waiting a few minutes for it all to hit his system. She took the empty glass from his fingers and set it back on the counter with the packets of medicine that were there in wait for when he would need them again. She hoped that if she kept a steady stream for him, not letting him burn through it all, that he could heal a bit better and be in less pain. Probably a dosing regimen would be best since by the time he started to be in pain again, it would be too late and most of the drugs would be out of his system. She heard him refuse anything she had offered, which was perfectly fine too. She just wanted to make sure he was going to be as comfortable as he could be made to be. She knew he would be going absolutely stir crazy before the week was out, she would have to find something for him to do at some point to keep his mind busy while his body healed. She shook her head silently, knowing damn good and well he needed fussing with and a bit of babying. It was his ribs for googles sake, those hurt, SHE had hurt when she got bashed, and that was just into the counter. She didn’t know what had happened between him and Sydel, but she seemed to have beaten the ever loving cheese out of him. For whatever reason though, he was alive, she hadn’t killed him despite having the opportunity to. She would ask him what happened at a later date perhaps, but not right now.*”Don’t be so stubborn Ace… You’re hurt, and it isn’t as if you’re going to be up and moving about like normal on the morrow. You’re going to be in bed for at the very least, a week, but it’s more likely going to be a month. I promise I will give you your space, but I’m not going to let you hurt yourself out of some misguided sense of pride. You know you won’t wither up and die if someone helps you Ace… It doesn’t make you less than what you are. The sooner you accept it, the sooner we get work on getting you better, ok? If you get wroth with me and move about before you should, you’ll end up hurting yourself all over again.”*Which was true. If he decided he didn’t want her to care for him or if he felt he was being coddled or babied, he would try to get up and do things himself and that wouldn’t do him a lick of good. All it would do would be upsetting the healing process and making it take longer. Then he asked her that question…. God, what was she supposed to say? Tell him that physically she was ok, a bit cut up, a bit bruised, but nothing serious? It was so much worse than that. She might physically be fine, she was healing ok, but it wasn’t her physical state that she was worried about. That wasn’t the part of her that was the worst damaged. She bit her lip, looking over at him with those closed eyes, wanting so much to see their stormy grey color but knowing it could set the world spinning if he did. She was silent for a long while, perhaps too long for him before she could bring herself to speak. Careful word though, very careful…*”I’m…Fine…. Just some cuts and bruises, nothing the doctor said I had to worry about… Our main worry was you and trying to figure out how had your wounds were.”*She paused again, looking out at the sky outside, feeling the gently cool wind coming in from the slightly open window.*”It didn’t matter that you left Ace… Either you would have, or I would have… I left not long after you, planning on breaking my promise and vanishing… I didn’t care who I had to ask, I was going to make sure you never found me again… When Sydel found me… It was just something that was going to happen eventually…”*She got off of the bed then, moving to the little fireplace in the room, settling an extra log on two on it before standing in front of it, trying to warm herself.*”I’m just glad you survived… When she told me she wanted to hurt you though me… I told her to just kill me already, that you wouldn’t be hurt if I died. I didn’t want to be used like a weapon against you, like a sword or dagger to cut you, it was evil… Next thing I remember is her kissing me and the boot program running… I don’t remember anything after that until…. Until towards the end… I couldn’t hear anything… Just…saw things in my mind… Felt things…but I couldn’t hear…”* She shook her head before resting it against the wall she was leaning on, not daring to look at Ace on that bed. She knew what she had to say, but it didn’t make it hurt any less to say it.*”I really should leave Ace… People are just…going to try and hurt you if I am around… I make you weak… I did this to you, this whole thing that you’re suffering though…. This is my entire fault and I can’t do anything to protect you. I couldn’t… I couldn’t even protect myself. If I stay with you, people who want to hurt you, they’re going to use me to get to you, because I don’t have magic like you, I can’t fight like you can… I don’t want to leave you, I don’t, but how can I keep putting you at risk like this? I don’t know what to do, this whole world, everything, every day, is new to me and I can’t figure out how to navigate it without hurting you… What should I do Ace? Is there even a right thing to do? How… How does a person in love…”*Deep down she was crying, the tears were falling and she was breaking up inside. She was taking up so much strength to say it all, to push those words past her lips though all she wanted to do was go back to that bed and hide in his arms and wish the world away.*”How does a person in love, stop their heart to save the person it beats for…”

[BadInfluence]

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he heard her say that Nautilous had brought them there.. and that made his shoulders sink..it reminded him of the pact he had made with Davaros.. that he would so willingly give up another persons child to enable the release of her.. his head sunk back against the cushioning.. the pillows there and he let out a quiet breath.. - ..I wont stay in this bed for a month.. Ill tell you that right now.. Ill sort something out long before then.. .. and he would.. a word with the black guard.. or even with Nautilous himself.. someone had to have the magical capabilities to help him out of this bind.. he’d give it a week.. but not a single day longer than that.. he could feel those pain killers slowly taking affect.. taking the edge off.. the sting.. turning it to little more than an ache that he only really felt if he moved.. he’d blink there..and again trying to regain the focus but it was for nothing.. they’d remain foggy for a little while.. it was no doubt a symptom of his head being continuously smacked against the concrete by Sydel.. his hands would fall down to rest there upon his stomach.. his thumbs idly toying with the thin sheeting..- .. I’ll be fine.. I’ve been hurt worse than this and survived.. this is all temporary.. .. he nodded once then thought better of nodding a second time.. a strike of pain creeping across his temples.. he winced and settled his head back against the pillowing..another long deeper exhale.. his heart was pounding making his head feel all the more worse with every beat- ..what about the children.. .. he spoke softly.. he knew she had lost one.. or at least that’s what he had been told by Dravanos.. he couldn’t of course be certain.. those with the darker blood were certainly prone to lying when the mood struck them.. his head tilted a little.. his lids opening to look in her general direction.. following her voice as she moved.. he listened when she spoke about leaving.. when she spoke about Sydel..- .. don’t go.. . he shook his head.. ignoring the ache that continued to return - ..you do not make me weak.. quite the opposite really.. if it weren’t for you I would have just let go.. .. he slowly sat up a little straighter.. or at least he attempted to..groaning weakly soon after- ..I would have let her have me.. do whatever she pleased.. she is only the way she is because of a decision I made.. .. his free hand rose to slide a few errant curls back atop his head..having spied their shadow in his line of vision- ..she never used to be this.. . he paused to choose his wording wisely- .. dark.. not like this at all.. I would even go as far as to say she had a temperament a great deal like your own.. pleasant.. honest.. sweet.. .. his lids closed over as his head rested back.. tilting a little on an angle- .. I couldn’t let her or him hurt you.. just about killed me when I got her ‘note’ and she sent me those images of you there in that shop front.. I can’t stop you.. I know this.. the decision of course would forever and always ultimately be up to you Trin.. .. his hand fell back down to rest there upon his stomach- ..but know.. that I don’t want you to go..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She couldn’t help it, she felt that wry smile sliding across her lips despite everything that was going on inside her head, she couldn’t keep the corners down. Leave it to him to order the cosmos about to his liking, ordering time itself to work for him rather than against him. The worst part of it was that, she honest believed that if he wanted it bad enough, he really would get the fabric of reality to bend the way he wanted it to be. The funniest thing about it was that Ace wasn’t arrogant…Well, in other areas he could be, with good reason, but in these things it was simply a matter of fact. She looked over to him, reaching out to lightly touch him, a feather soft caress.*”If you want that to happen, I’ll talk to Nautilous to see if he knows a way to help you… He and I… have much to discuss. I am sure there is something he can do for you… But until I do, please listen to me? I know you hate coddling, I really do, but you’re going to just have to endure it until we get something figured out, alright?”*She could see him struggling to focus, the way he kept blinking and trying to get a bead on things. She was so tempted to help him, so very tempted to just go over there and run her systems, but right now she was still a bit too unstable. She wasn’t sure if her systems could handle it and she would have to be in a life or death situation for her to try it. She shook her head at him, always the Lion.*”Yes, the pain is temporary, and I don’t doubt you’ve been through worse, but that doesn’t mean you have to refuse letting someone take care of you. I know I’m not the most skilled nurse and I might not have all the answers, but at least it’s a sight better than being alone, isn’t it? Or I could always get some REALLY fat and REALLY old woman to come in here and help you? I don’t know which scent you would like more, onions or sour milk?”*She was glad she was away from him when he asked that question, she felt so tender, so exposed there. Her hand came to settle on that little mound that was growing bigger every week, faster than she had expected and utterly amazing. It was just…. She couldn’t not blame herself for the loss of one of them, knowing it was because of her, and her alone. If she had been human, they would have survived, they never would have been exposed to the high levels of heat she emitted with the booting. She took a shuddering breath before letting it out slowly, swallowing the lump in her throat.*”I….” *She was having a hard time talking, biting her lip as she gripped the mantle by the fireplace, wishing she could get a grip on herself as easily.*”We…lost one… I lost… I couldn’t stop what was happening… I was trying to keep from…loosing myself as I am… I didn’t want to forget everything, to lose the moments that made me who I am now… I was fighting it for too long though, my system… it got too hot… Two survived but the smallest one didn’t. They seem ok though, and I have a doctor in town who will be making sure everything is going as it should… He’s an expensive bastard though… I almost feel like I should call him Dr. Acula since he seems to want to bleed every drop of gold out of me…”*It was an attempt at humor, both for herself, and for him. She wasn’t sure how he would feel about the loss of the child, or how he felt about the children in general. She knew he had said he was terrified about it, and so was she, but perhaps they were scared for very different reasons. She wouldn’t push though, she had learned earlier that it wouldn’t do her any good… Some things were just…better not spoken about. She turned to look at him then, when he asked her not to go… She released that mantle and cautiously walked back to the side of his bed, listening to him as he talked. She heard the groan as he tried to get up a bit higher and she shook her head, reaching into the near by chest and pulling out more pillows to prop him up with. Stubborn, she was sure when she looked up the word in the dictionary, there was a picture of him there in black and white as the example. She sat down there beside him, careful not to jostle the bed or him on it. She reached up to lightly tuck some of those errant strands behind his ear before sliding her hand to lightly cup his cheek, her fingers warm and soft against the stubble there.*”Ace, I need you to listen to me about all of this ok? Not just hear me, but really listen to me…”*She would lift his hand then and press it over her heart, the same place he had rested it earlier today though it seemed like years ago with all that had happened.*”What I said earlier… It hurt you and I can never take that pain away… The way it sounded, and the way I meant it came across differently… I always want you to talk to me, I love hearing your voice, knowing more about you. When I said to let it go… Was to let go of the guilt you carry with you like a weight on your heart… I was afraid for you, that you would never let me in or let me close, that you would be afraid of letting me love you because of what happened… I didn’t want you to be afraid of me, or of our children because of what happened. I want with my whole heart for you to give this a chance Ace… To not be afraid of the shadows of your past, to see that it was something very sad that happened but it doesn’t mean it will always be that way. I believe you when you said that she had been sweet… She spared me… She spared our children. She could have killed me and them if she had wanted to before you even got there. No one can be completely evil and resist doing that to get back at someone who slighted them.” *She shook her head, leaning down to rest her forehead against your own, smelling all that made you who you were mixed with the slight scent of herbs and plaster.*”I don’t want you to be terrified of me Ace… Of the fact I am pregnant with our children, or anything else… I have thought so often of just running, everything here is so new and hard, it scares me because I have no one I can talk to about it… I want to tell you about the babies, I want to tell you about how you make me feel, about the things I want to do with you, to share with you… I’m just afraid to because I’m scared you won’t want to, or that it will make you uncomfortable and I can understand why it would, I really do… We’ve been together just over a month and a week, and we’ve done everything backwards and had plenty of people drag us through the hedge backwards… But there isn’t a moment I regret you picking me out of a crowded room… Even with all of this… Even knowing it all… I wouldn’t change it.. I want all of you Ace..”

[BadInfluence]

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had come back from Nautilous's place with no more answers than she had going into it. She could only take it as it was for the moment though, sadly there wasn't much she could do about it other than wait for an opportunity to change it. She was essentially bound by the contract, and though Nautilous had made it very comfortable for her it didn't really change the situation. Just made it more...bearable. At least she had some good news though, that little vial she was holding in her purse was supposed to help Ace get better. She couldn't stand him being cooped up in that bed anymore than he could and Ace didn't seem to be the kind to sit there and enjoy the bedrest. On her way home, she had stopped by the market to pick up a few things for the kitchen as well as for lunch, she was starving and she knew with the time it was, Ace was going to be getting hungry soon too. She slid the key into the lock of that large, black lacquered front door and turned, pushing the door open into what was in all legality her house. IT was still a strange thing and she had to wonder to herself just what Ace would think about it when she told him. She was still something of being on the fence about telling him about it, not sure quite how he would take it. When he had been living with the...Girls... He had seemed fine with the arrangement with them, but would it be any different with her? They were in a bit of an...interesting situation the two of them. A bit more complicated than a single man with three women of the night all sharing carnal bliss under the same roof. Good lord...Carnal bliss, she couldn't help the laugh that passed her lips and she shook her head to herself. There were just some things that just made a person laugh, and that thought was one of them. What a funny thing to have pass through her head. Then again, laughter was good and it was something that was needed. This house was new to the both of them, and so far it hadn't had many good memories between them and she wanted to change that. She remembered Ace's laugher well, that crooked little smile of his when he did so. She thought they could both use a bit more, and it would come in time she could hope. Things... They had to be mellowing out, they had to. The last month had been calm for the most part, she had had a few nightmares, but that was to be expected with Ace being bound up as he was. She had slept in the chair some nights, a book in her lap or other times yarn and a crochet hook as she knitted for nothing more than the mental relaxation it brought her. On those nights it wasn't too bad, Ace was like a Talisman against the nightmares, but she couldn't sleep in that chair every night. Ace was not to be coddled, and he would see it as her doing that versus the fact she just craved his company. On the nights she went to her own bed, they came back and always the same. She shook her head, making her way into the kitchen and setting those couple of bags on the counter. She had been a little bit of a cheater today and wasn't exactly up to cooking very much. She had bought a large chicken pot pie to put into the oven and let it heat up a bit as it had cooled on her way home. A struck match, some well placed paper, and the oven was burning merrily. Thank Google it was still cold enough to merit the use of it, but it wouldn't be much longer before it began to well and truly become spring outside and it would be too warm to use the stove in any comfort. Sliding the pie in, she closed the door and slid the latch home before putting tea on. It would take a bit to whistle, she figured enough time to pop upstairs and give Ace the vial of that weird red black stuff that was supposed to make him better. Honestly, she wanted to toss the stuff but at the same time she couldn't exactly turn her nose up at any help. If Nautilous said it would work, it had to, right? She still didn't trust him much though, she wouldn't lie, there was something about that guy that was too slick by half. He certainly wasn't human despite his form, that was for sure. She came up the stairs, slippered feet barely making a noise on the thick carpeted steps. Walking across the landing she knocked softly on his door, waiting for permission to open it up a crack and poke her head around the door.*"Hey. I just got back from town, I have some tea and a chicken pot pie on the stove if you think you are up to eating? May I come in?"*She would wait for his permission to enter before she would enter the room and come to take a seat at the foot of his bed. She would then open her purse and pull out the vial and hold it out to him.*"Nautilous gave this to me, he said it would help you get better? Do you know what it is? I've never seen anything like it before, but it looks nasty..." * She would wrinkle her nose a bit before handing over the vial to him.*



(20:59:29 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he had done well really to remain somewhat sane being cooped up in that bedroom for as long as he had been.. slowly day by day he was gaining a little bit more strength.. a bit more moveability.. he was able to sit up without a great amount of pain.. though his body as a whole continued to ache and would no doubt do so for quite a while to come.. Sydel had done quite a number on it.. shattering the bone and pinching all those nerves.. truth be told he should have just died.. his body should have just gave in and caused him to simply collapse.. but something didn’t allow it.. something kept that from occurring.. and it showed when he was able to force himself to his feet even within those bindings.. now however he was being well cared for.. he couldn’t complain.. really he couldn’t, she was practically at his beck and call.. she did everything he wanted.. she made sure he was as comfortable as he could be.. from food.. to linen.. from bathing to medication.. he literally wanted for nothing.. and he felt so damn guilty for it.. she needed to look after herself.. she didn’t need the added work .. on this one day the house was so quiet.. so still.. there were no birds out the windows.. there was no wind.. or rain..or storm.. it was eerily still.. he had books there he could have delved into.. thrown himself into but he simply couldn’t concentrate.. he had a desire to get out.. to get some air.. to feel the breeze on his cheeks.. his face.. his skin.. so come hell or high water he was going to get out of that bed.. drawing his knees inward.. bending there before sliding them down over the side of the bedding.. his bared feet pressing to the plush carpeting.. his toes curling at the sensations that soon followed.. - .. you can do this.. I can’t stay on this bed.. I.... he uttered quietly to himself as if it was some kind of personal mantra.. as if he was willing himself to his feet.. he’d plant his palms down upon the mattress.. feeling his shoulders flex.. each of those muscles twitching in his arms and back.. he groaned.. ok that ached like a son of a bitch.. in that moment a flicker of regret crossed his mind.. perhaps he should simply lay back down?.. perhaps it would be better for him to try again another day.. but before the sentence had even had the chance to finish there within his head he forced himself to his feet.. his eyes widened a little.. he hissed through his gritted down teeth.. his free hand reaching to anchor himself.. to hold onto the side table as he did well to gain some balance.. it had been a while since he had been on his feet.. since he had been upright ..and his head was spinning a little.. the room quickly following it.. he shook his head.. once and then again..before his gaze would try and focus.. he could make out shadows.. silhoettes of things.. but still nothing with any kind of true clarity.. that frustrated him to no end.. and worried him a little.. surely by now his vision should have been better than this..he’d go to take a few steps.. reaching the end of the bed.. his fingers sliding along the curved wooden end.. it would be then that he’d hear the knocking at the door.. her voice.. soft.. so sweet soon there after.. his head tilted.. pausing a moment before he’d cross the room.. reaching for the doorknob.. she wouldn’t have to gain access herself.. he would be there to meet her.. drawing the door open.. he had no more on that a pair of loose fitting soft cotton slacks.. no shirt.. no socks.. no shoes.. nothing else.. his body was much the same.. toed.. tight.. scarred and bruised.. his arms tightened a little as he pulled the door further open for her.. there was a smile on his features.. there upon his face..- ..I know.. .. he went to chuckle.. but his hand slid around his stomach to stop himself.. thinking better of it soon after ..laughing always hurt..- .. I shouldn’t be up.. but.. I couldn’t take it anymore.. I.. . he exhaled.. watching as she entered the room.. her figure taking a seat there near the end of the bed.. or so he figured ..he couldn’t really make her out properly- .. I am starved.. please.. that sounds simply.. heavenly.. .. his apetite had indeed returned ten fold..and his body desperately needed the energy to heal itself from the inside.. his brows furrowed when she mentioned something Nautilous had given her.. - .. what is it?..



(20:59:37 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ... he moved toward her.. leaning somewhat against the side of the bed.. he’d reach.. his fingers finding the underside of her hand.. feeling that warmth.. that smoothness that could only come from her skin.. her bodies temperature.. he felt along the side of her palm.. before he captured that vial.. turning it a little.. popping off its cork ..he’d draw it up toward his face to take in its scent.. strong.. almost spiced.. he couldn’t really see it..but he had an idea of what it Could be.. he had no reason to distrust the man.. he was sure Nautilous didn’t know about the bargain.. or at least he hoped not.. - . down the hatch I guess.... he pressed it to his lips.. tipping it back as it coated his tongue.. his throat.. his eyes closed over.. it was quite thick.. strong tasting.. near to making him gag though he wouldn’t ..he simply swallow it down.. and well.. suck it up like a man.. he coughed a little.. his shoulders sunk.. his bodies temperature from that point onward would in essence begin to rise.. this would be where he would have one of two avenues to choose from.. he could use the sudden burst of passion for anger.. or for something else.. his body would begin to heal ityself from the inside.. those torn muscles would draw in together.. the shattered bone piecing itself slowly.. bit by precious little bit.. the bruising would remain as it was superficial.. as would the scarring.. but the inside.. would be near to perfect this act though would take some time.. it wasn’t immediate ..perhaps over the span of.. an hour.. though as every moment passed he would be that little bit closer to being more comfortable.. near to how it was before he even entered that small shop front.. not broken in the physical sense..he exhaled long and deep.. his fingers flexed.. causing him to drop that small glass vial.. letting it bounce upon the carpeted flooring.. he’d go to blink.. and blink again.. it would take a moment.. perhaps another .. and slowly she would come into focus there before him.. his lips parted.. his mouth slightly adjar.. he’d close that gap between them in a step.. maybe two before his hands would reach for her.. lifting to cradle her cheeks.. her jawline.. his grey gaze searching her features.. - .. I can see.. I ..can see you.. .. a shudder coursed through him.. every single inch ..making him shiver.. she would have been able to feel it there upon her face.. the fingers on his right hand would slide across.. just brushing beneath her lower lip.. along her chin.. down the almost swan like curves of her neck.. her throat.. - .. I have yet to.. thank you.. for everything you have done for me.. .. he’d whisper.. his gaze having tore away from hers to watch his fingers on their little exploration.. watching as they came to rest there upon the gentle curve of her shoulder… his free hand fell from her cheek to slowly usher her to her feet from that chair..before it would find its place against her lower back..drawing her body as a whole inward.. firm.. close to his..his tongue would draw across his teeth.. his gaze lifting once more tyo fall upon and linger there atop those eyes of hers.. those emerald beauties.. - .so..thankyou.... he’d whisper.. pressing his lips to her forehead.. - .. thankyou.... again whispered against the flesh.. his lips were extrodinarily warm against her skin.. a kiss to her cheek.. another word.. her opposite cheek.. and again.. such gratitude in vocal form.. before he’d linger there before her lips.. his own mere inches from hers.. she would have been able to taste his breath.. she’d feel his bodies heat.. he was doing all in his power to stop from flooring her right then.. right there.. the urge to well.. practically fuck her as if his life depended on it was quite hard to resist.. but he would play it cool.. or well.. as cool as he was able .. who knows how he would handle it when the blood had finished its current line of work and would attack every one of his sences at full force.. maybe then things would be that little bit different.. maybe then he wouldn’t be able to control his actions quite so.. fiercly.. only time would tell.. - .. thankyou.. .. he’d whisper… and in a slick little move the tip of his tongue would lightly trace along her upper lip.. from the right corner to the left.. before it would inevitably dip within those sweet tasting heated depths and if granted access he would claim those lips of hers-.



(22:18:37 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *In all honesty she couldn't blame him, she was alreaddy really quite proud of him staying in bed as long as he had. It wasn't as easy thing for him to be stationary, even in perfect health he was usually moving about from one place to another doing this or that. He had done really, really well, tolerating the bedrest with nary a grumble or a gripe. It was a big change between now and how he had been that first day where he wouldn't tolerate her helping him and grumbling at her when she tried. She had tried to give him his space though, making sure he had his books, some nautical maps she had found when she had been out shopping, a few new vinyls for his gramophone when the desire for music hit him. All these things she was more than happy to provide him with in hopes that it would help pass the time for him and make it a bit easier. She had debated playing chess with him but honestly it would have been an unfair game. She would fly through any move he made and trounce him solidly and really, where was the fun in that? Because of that board games had been off the table for the most part. She did try to keep him up on things that were going on, the weather, the things at the Nightingale and around town. Still, she could only fill up parts of his day for him without being a bother and she also had things to tend to herself. It wasn't hard though, in all honesty, she was glad for something to do most of the time. She played music, most of the time she sang along when she learned the words, and began to set up the house in a way that was far less ostentacious and down right snotty. It was overwhelming for her and she hated feeling like she was committing a sin when she sneezed. It was all hers after all, down to any lint bunnies that might be found under the couches and carpet. She had many and more of the items boxed up and set up in the attic, and she had moved much of the furniture up there as well. The whole downstairs had been changed about, soft muted rugs were set over the carpet, the fancy french furniture had been replaced with more functional pieces. Over all, the house had gone from a show home to a place that was lived in but classy and well kept. The furniture had clean lines and soft curves, comfortable and classic but not something to freak out over if you spilled tea on the cushions. She would work on the upstairs at some point, one of the rooms would be a nursery soon and all the furniture would need to be removed and new ones put in. All things in good time though, they had months and months before they had a crunch to get everything ready. She could only hope this stuff would work though, what ever was in that vial she had been given. Ace wouldn't tolerate being in bed much longer, she could feel it, and the sooner he was better the better off they were both going to be. She didn't want to get into a row with him trying to get his shapely arse bad into that bed if he got the gumption to move, and he would too. When she had pressed down on that handle to open the door only to feel it move without her effort, she knew Ace had gotten up. Well, fiddle sticks. She peeked her head around that corner only to see him free of his bandages and the blankets he was usually under... Gloriously half naked and smiling... She felt her heart do about three separate somersault in her chest as she forgot how to breath for a moment... God she loved that smile... She gripped that vial a bit tighter than normal to keep from reaching out and touching his face, to feel the curve of his smile on his cheeks. She returned the smile though, her eyes lighting up like christmas just to see him smiling. She took her seat there, and shook her head with a soft laugh and she shrugged her shoulders.*"You shouldn't be but I knew it wouldn't be long before you did. You aren't the kind of person to tolerate inactivity for too long. I am proud of you though, you did really well honestly Ace. We'll take it in baby steps though, I wouldn't want you to upset any work you have done so far."*She smiled at his words about the chicken pot pie. Oh now she felt a bit guilty because she hadn't made it herself. She had been down right cheater and bought it from the pastry shop up the street. It had smelled so good though, and she couldn't deny cravings when they hit her like that. It was a new thing, wanting food, and she was finding she enjoyed the food much more than she had expected.*"Good! So am I, and it's about lunch time now anyways. As to what it is, I have no idea. I haven't opened it, it only looks like some bad attempt at something or other that defies explanation. Like red black tar... "*She felt his hands on her skin, feeling the roughness of the pads of his fingers as he felt his way to the vial. She had known his vision was bad since the fight but nothing seemed to help. The medicine helped to dull the edge of the pain and help his body a bit, but there was nothing she or the doctor could do for his vision. Because of that she had gotten some of the larger print books she could find to try and help, but in all honesty there wasn't much more she could do. The doctor said it might be permanent but she hadn't told Ace that. She knew he would come out of it, somehow, some way. Ace wouldn't let something like that keep him down, he was too stubborn. When he pooped the vial even she could smell it and she couldn't help the face she made at it. Oh good google, he was going to drink it. She almost wanted to stop him, but if it worked? There was no way she was going to stop him from taking the blessing it would be if it was...But still...She couldn't help the slight laugh.*"In all honesty, better you than me... That smells awful..."*If he chucked it up, well, that would be that. He did well though, but she could tell it wasn't the best thing in the world, and that cough afterwards made her think it was as thick as it looked. Yeah...much better you than her, she wouldn't have soldiered on like he had. She watched him drop that vial and she tensed for a moment, ready to close that distance in case something happened. She only hoped that it wasn't going to be a bad reaction because she had no idea how to help you except to make you throw it up and that wasn't something either of them would look forward to. He was staring at her then, her brows furrowing as she looked up at him, watching his face for any adverse reaction.*"Ace?..."*Her voice was low, a soft question before he touched her cheek and she nearly melted. There were different kinds of touches, friendly, medicinal, lover... She had been both of the earlier ones, but it had been a long time since either of them had been the latter



(22:19:36 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: Life had been chaotic and crazy and full of so much change they hadn't had a chance to catch their breath, let alone think about anything like lovers. her hand rose to press against the back of his lightly, her fingers lightly curling over his own as she leaned into that tender caress. When he said he could see her though, she knew that what ever had been in that vial had worked. Nautilous had found something that had healed Ace... Damn, but she would owe him for this one, child bargain or not. She couldn't keep that radiant smile from crossing her face, her joy all too apparent there on her face. She felt him shiver and she wondered why? An after shock from what ever had been in that vial? After all, it had to be power stuff indeed to heal Ace up in what seemed like only moments. Of course she couldn't think all too well when he was touching her like that and being half naked, hell, using her brain was the last thing she was interested in right now. Still, she had to keep a lid on the other things. After all, she had been ridden by desire for over a month without Ace's touch, she would survive another day she was sure. She just had to keep a grip on it, and it was a damn sight harder when he was touching her like this. It was her turn to shiver when his fingers brushed just under her bottom lip, trailing down her neck in a caress Lucifer himself would kill to emulate. When he talked about thanking her she could only shake her head slightly, her own voice soft and pliantly sweet.*"Ace..."*She didn't want thanks, didn't need them. She had only done what she wanted to do, not out of obligation or anything, but because she cared for him. She hadn't mentioned the thing on the stairs since that first night, and not about his confession even then. She herself had stayed mum about her own feelings for a while as well. She just wanted to be around him, and caring for him was a way for her to do it without making him feel awkward or against the wall so to speak. When he guided her to stand up, she went willingly, sanding before him before she would be drawn in to press flush against him. They hadn't been this close in a while and she felt floored by the feel of his hard planes where she was all soft curves. The smell of him hit her like a sledge hammer too, he didn't smell like medicine or plaster or anything... Just Ace...She caught that movement of his tongue over his teeth and she hiccuped softly, muted, biting down on her own reactions as best she could. He certainly wasn't making it easy though... That had at her lower back only made her press closer into him and she groaned softly, swaying into him in that reaction he so easily wrought from her. She sighed softly at those kisses, turning her face up to him, giving him full access to her face to shower those kisses on her. He really didn't need to thank her, but at the same time if she told him that, it would cheapen it. She didn't think Ace said thank you all too often, and even less when he meant it. It was a little gift from him and she wouldn't spoil it. Her eyes slid half closed when his lips were so close to her own, parted softly on a little sigh of want. Then that tongue and she was gone, that little action had undone all her well meant work to keep herself a good little miss. Her hands slid up that bare chest, feeling his skin under her fingertips, hot against her skin as if he were fevered but she didn't care. She was going to enjoy this moment, to wring every second of pleasure from it she could. She rose on her toes, her arms crossing there behind the back of his neck, fingers fisting in those glorious thick locks to anchor him to her. She parted her lips so easily under her, her tongue meeting his, tasting the essence of him and that stuff in the vial like an aftershock. She mewled softly against his lips, her leg lifting to cross behind his own, drawing in tighter as her foot traced the shape of his calf in those thin cotton pants. She would allow herself a few more moments, just a few she promised herself before she would pull back... But it was so sweet there, pressed flush against him and kissing him, feeling like her head was going to float right off... Then the kettle whistled in the back, grounding her in the mundane reality. Part of her was grateful, the other part of her was absolutely pissed. She broke the kiss, her breath soft and hitched as she rested her head on his chest before pressing a kiss to his chest right above his heart.*"Lunch calls... Do...you think you are up to walking down stairs? Wait...that's a stupid question..."*She laughed softly, knowing damn well he was if he could kiss her like that.*"Let's go slake that hunger of yours, yes?"



(00:06:26 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

: ..it would be at this point that he would find it terribly hard to let go.. to allow what he was feeling on the inside to take control.. and it was growing harder as each moment passed.. the blood that was now coursing through his veins was darker.. more..passion tinted.. it heightened everything about him.. and he was torn between a sudden want for violence .. for blood.. for breaking bones.. and then on the other side of the spectrum.. a darkened desire for raw primal sex.. his fingers there pressed against her lower back would curl inward.. gripping at the softened fabric.. holding it.. drawing her frame in closer.. tighter.. almost crushing her petite frame against his.. oh how he adored those curves.. that softness.. much like nothing he had ever really experienced before.. he had been around the..’block’ a few times.. he’d had more than his fair share.. but this beauty before him was something different entirely .. and this wasn’t just the blood talking.. this was something else.. her lips tasted like honey.. soft.. sweet.. wet.. hot pressed against his own..his head tilting that little bit to the side to gift him better access to those heated depths.. his tongue dove.. to dance.. to mingle and explore.. her groans.. her hiccups were met with noises of his own.. of murmurs..of a lighter barely heard growl.. another shudder worked his frame.. snaking its way down the length of his spine.. he felt her hands upon him.. her smooth.. baby soft fingers sliding up along his bared chest.. her other reaching around the back of his neck to gain quite a firm grasp on his hair.. he snapped his teeth onto her lower lip.. lightly tugging back upon it before he’d claim those lips once more with just as much want as before.. if not a little more.. the hand upon the small of her back slid down that smidge lower.. reaching to slide down over the delicious curve of her ass.. to gain a firm grip through the material covering.. to force her closer.. till they were in essence hip.. to hip.. his arousal was evident.. from his bodies sudden feverish heat.. to the clear ‘tenting’ of the flimsy fabric of his slacks.. there was no denying it.. how long had it been for them to be this close? A little under or over a month? And even before that as things were mighty rocky.. the kettle though.. that shrieking whistle caused everything to simply shatter.. forcing them back into the reality of the situation ..and then she’d break away from him.. leaving him to swallow down the lump that had long since formed there within his throat.. his shoulders sunk.. his mind was.. just.. a ball of foggy clouds.. his hands rose as he raked them back through his hair.. - .. yes.. yes of course.. .. his tongue dragged across his lower lip as he looked to her there.. - .. you go on ahead.. Ill be down in a moment.. just need to.. freshen up a little.. put a shirt on.. and so on.. .. his eyes just about bored through her.. he was eating her right up and he hadn’t moved an inch.. like a deadly hunter stalking its prey and she no doubt would have felt it.. sahe no doubt would have witnessed it.. and possibly understood.. perhaps.. he waited then till she had left the room before he just about completely buckled.. his knees giving way as he fell to the floor.. stifling a groan that was just begging to come out.. his body was having terrible trouble with the added blood.. his repairs on the inside were almost complete which meant it was causing every one of his other senses to be set alight.. to be burning there within him.. causing an ache to settle.. though it was not from pain.. it was a clear hunger.. a craving for something that was a little darker than he was used to.. it was certainly not something he would usually have in his repertoire .. and he would not go after her for it.. he refused.. and that withholding.. that denying of himself was naturally just making things worse.. but he did Not want to hurt her, and he knew.. deep down that physically he probably would.. to get the kind of release that was building up.. would require a bit more than your everday average garden variety love making.. his pupils had dilated almost severely.. almost taking the entire colouring from his circlets ..his heart was throbbing there within his chest.. he slowly forced himself to his feet.. grasping a royal blue coloured shirt.. sliding his arms within it.. though neglecting to fasten the buttons.. he’d step back out into the hall.. though rather than make a dash for the stairs he stepped toward the bathroom.. disappearing within.. some cool water splashed upon his features would no doubt cool off some of it.. at least for the time being..surely he could get through lunch.. and maybe go out into the forest and fight some with the weather.. that was almost exhausting.. surely that would wipe him out and loosen him off this dark lovers touch.. he leant there partially against the basin.. his body on a slight angle so as he could see into the reflective mirror.. his head hung low as the cool water trickled back down into the basin.. his eyes closed.. his shoulders flexed.. his muscles twitching there beneath the skin.. another strike hit him suddenly and he caused the sides of the marble basin to crack.. to split.. he stood back.. exhaling a breath through his teeth.. rolling his neck.. before he’d turn and make his way back down into the lower section of the house.. still no shoes.. his shirt fluttering open as it caught the breeze within the homestead.. his hair was slicked back.. his features remaining slightly shiny and damp.. pausing at the kitchen door to gain a breath.. to hopefully toy with some composure before he would move to enter- .. well.. that smells simply magnificent.. .. his gaze lifted as he looked toward her.. lingering a moment as the door came to a close behind him.. he’d pause once more.. looking to her..now in much better lighting than was up there in the room.. before he’d force himself to sit.. to settle upon the chairs at the table..-.. Why did you go and see Nautilous?



(00:53:10 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *In all honesty, if she had known what was going on she would have gladly said fuck the kettle and settle down to what she would always crave. She and Ace had been intimate once, and it had been interrupted and yet amazing all at once. At the same time she also knew that it could have been so much more if the night’s events had gone any differently than what they had. It hadn’t made it any less amazing though, even if the events of that night were still being felt to this day. She had craved it before that fateful night, and every night since but there had never been a chance for them to see what they could truly be like together. She wanted to know, wanted not just that brief interlude of passion, she wanted a whole day to explore him and have him do the same to her. She wanted to see what he enjoyed, what made him groan with pleasure, what made him twitch with desire. She wanted that night again, without all the drama that had accompanied one of her best nights ever. She wanted him BADLY, and all those days, weeks of built up desire and want were making it all too easy for her to want to lose herself right now and forget everything else. She could feel his fingers digging into that lace of her dress, pulling her tighter to him as if he would absorb her into himself and she loved it. She went so willingly, that delicate little foot of hers hooking about his calf, drawing them in closer, her thigh pressing into the outer swell of his own. If he decided to toss her on the bed right now he would find himself with a very agreeable partner. She wanted him like she had never wanted someone else, free from the programming and mechanically induced passion, this was all natural and influence free. Everything about him appealed to her senses, from the way he sounded when he spoke, to the way his feet were shaped right down to the pinky toe. The fact that he was heart stopping gorgeous didn’t hurt either, all she had to do was look at him and she could feel herself heating up, the way her heart would pick up it’s pace there inside her chest like a bullet train. She could hear his own sounds, feel them vibrate against her lips. She would swallow them up like nectar, savoring each sound as she descended into the velveteen darkness. She couldn’t resist him, not for a millions years could she ever fight this passion he instilled in her with something as simple as a look, a light touch. He was the fire to her oil, and it just took the slightest contact to set her ablaze. It had been there since the night they talked, bargaining over songs and dresses, and it had never left. When he bit on her lip though she couldn’t stop the gasp that turned into a throaty moan as he drug back on it, pulling it taught before kissing her back with a passion he had held back before. Oh this was a different Ace indeed, the first time he had loved her it had been all gentle caresses and sweet loving, but this was a different page in the book of Ace. She would have to admit, as much as she had fallen in love with Ace that night, this right here had her interest piqued quite violently. She wanted this side of him too, she wanted this lust, this almost primal mating of their lips to extend far past a kiss. When they were so flush that she could feel his breath against her chest, each inhale and exhale mirrored by her own… She had indeed felt that arousal and it made her knees go weak with longing. Oh she wanted him so badly in those moments that it was a physical pain, a deep throbbing want to know exactly how good he felt inside her. She had an excellent memory and she had relived those moments more often than she would want to admit to him, she could recall every thrust he had made that night, just how hard he had made her cum, how she hadn’t the strength of a kitten by the time he found his own release. God, what a night that had been. Their situation was different now, they had their own private house now, their own furnishings and just the two of them in it. There would be no interruptions, no cruel catty bitches to ruin it… She arched into him, lashing him with her hips and leaving no guesses that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her right now. Then the whistle… It had been a good thing, she didn’t want to push him before he was fully healed, but at the same time she really, REALLY didn’t want to lose that moment. She was damn near vibrating, and that was just from a kiss. She felt like she needed someone to dunk her in a bath of ice water she was so hot. She nodded her head, reluctant to go but that persistent whistling wasn’t going to silence itself and Ace really did need to eat, and so did she… But then again there was that temptation… They could always eat afterwards… It had taken more strength than she thought she had to leave, and the way he was looking at her made her even hungrier for him. His look was mirrored very well in her own eyes, the lust making those jade green eyes flash fire as she enjoyed one last, final look at that gorgeous body and thrust out weapon of his she would gladly impale herself on. She shivered and nodded her head again, pulling that swollen lower lip in between her teeth where she bit on it lightly. Her voice was breathless, shaky, and more than a bit deepened by passion.*”Of course, everything will be ready by the time you get down…”*She made herself leave then, flying down those stairs as she tried to put as much distance between them as she could before she caved in and jumped his cock like a slut at prom. She heard him come around the corner just as she was cutting the pie, the tea steeping in the pot with two cups ready. Cream and sugar were there as well as little jar of honey too. She laughed softly as she set a good sized portion for him on a saucer while getting herself one a bit more proper to her size.*”It’s from the bakery, I can’t lay any claim to it’s glory sadly. That color looks amazing on you Ace…it suits you…”*She moved around the table where he was sitting and sat the plate before him with it’s fork and went about setting up his tea for him the way she always saw him make it, setting it quietly beside him on it’s saucer. She sat down to his right, cutting into the pie with her form when he asked why she went to go and see him. Well, there were several reasons, but the most prominent one had been the letter. She took a bite before she answered, taking a sip of tea to wash it down before she spoke.*”A letter he left me when we got left here after…the event. Turns out he left me this house and everything in it as well as income revenues in my name. Apparently I am quite well off now… Or so the numbers tell me. I also wanted to know if he had anything to help you feel better.”



(06:51:44 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he had been watching her as she moved around the kitchenette area.. busying herself with the makings of english tea and that chicken pie.. he settled down to sit soon after.. his fingers continuing to flex and curl inward.. unable to cease with the fidgeting no matter how hard he tried.. his heart was throbbing.. his body was aching from the inside.. and yet he was clearly not in pain.. he offered her a nod and a smile of thanks when she placed the cup down upon its saucer.. drawing it a little closer toward him before he’d take it.. blowing lightly upon its heated contents before taking a small drink.. it would do well to remove the taste of blood he had in his mouth.. though it only seemed to heighten the taste of her.. it caused his lids to half close.. to grow heavier.. and it only got worse when she sat down there beside him.. his senses were then assaulted by the scent of her.. the proximity of her.. it all made him tense.. to start chewing upon the inside of his cheek.. - .. Im sure it’s perfectly fine.. you don’t need to chain yourself to the kitchen to prepare meals Trin.. .. he’d reach for the offered plate.. glancing down upon the offering there.. quite a substantial amount.. well he did say he was famished.. and.. he wasn’t denying it.. letting it settle back upon the tables top.. cutlery soon in hand- .. If you want to cook.. and bake ..go for it.. .. he glanced toward her a moment- .. but don’t feel that you have to.. only do it if you want to.. I will of course appreciate you either way.. .. he sliced into the pie.. watching as the steam rose from the heated butter infused pastry.. piercing it with his fork before he’d slide it back between his lips.. it did taste good.. very good in fact just the right amount of spices.. a few herbs.. very fresh.. whoever put it together certainly knew what they were doing.. he listened to her as she spoke about Nautilous.. and then about a letter.. this was something he didn’t recall though he gathered it probably happened when he was not firing on all cylinders.. leaving her the house though.. that was.. new.. and different.. and most certainly unexpected.. he never really pegged Nautilous to be that kind of person.. gifting property willy nilly.. though perhaps it had something to do with the child Nauilous would soon be accepting.. this train of thought soon reminded him of the little pact that was made between him and Nautilous’s son.. it would be then that he’d wonder if Naut knew Sydel was pregnant.. his brows furrowed at the thought.. he reached around to rub against the back of his neck.. trying to will the thoughts away for the moment.. it certainly was not the time to be even entertaining them… - .. Well.. that’s certainly one for the books.. so he practically wrote over the deed to you.. with a small fortune to boot.. ..he sunk back a little in his seat.. chewing upon another small piece of pie filling.. the teacup in his hand.. from which he would drink a moment or two after.. truth be told he wasn’t really sure what he felt about it.. or how he felt about it.. she owned property.. she owned This property.. should it really affect him? Should it really get under his skin as if he were jealous?.. or did it make him uncomfortable practically having a landlady.. - ..Its certainly turning the tables.. when we first met and I brought you back to my home you offered up rental and board.. . his head tilted.. glancing toward her with a mildly amused smile.. chuckling a few moments after.. noticing then it wasn’t hurting when he did such so his stomach muscles must have threaded themselves back together properly- .. and now we are in the opposite position.. . he’d shoot her a playful wink.. before he would draw himself back closer to the table upon that seat.. slicing into that pie some more.. he wasn’t lying when he said he was hungry.. he felt as though he hadn’t eaten in days.. and it was quite possible that his body felt that way.. the blood healed a great deal of damage in a short amount of time.. and food was the only way he was going to be able to remain upright.. or his energy levels would just hit rock bottom.. another shudder flooded his body.. causing the cutlery in his fingers to tink and chime against the porcelain plate they were so close to.. his head dipped forward.. he held back a somewhat lascivious groan.. or at least he certainly attempted it.. his pupils dilated further.. his heart galloped there within his chest.. he swallowed down a breath.. before taking a few deeper ones.. the desire.. the hunger.. the thirst for her was growing harder and harder to deny.. he knew.. once the blood had done its work it would hit him ten fold.. and he would have to make his decision before then.. he would have to decide.. was he going to go out and violently tend to someone or Something.. or was he going to take this out on her.. like his body was practically begging him to..she would either pick up on these signals or be practically oblivious to them and think he was indeed in pain.. it wasn’t as if this was not him.. it wasn’t that the blood was making him act out in a way that he wouldn’t normally.. this was Ace caught in a most primal raw sexual cycle..something she hadn’t truly witnessed.. not properly.. the blood was simply heightening Everything.. putting his poor body on edge.. clouding his mind.. his judgement.. and amping up the addiction in the process-



(07:50:48 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Despite the fact she was quite at ease, she was watching him beneath lowered lashes, taking in everything that was happening. She wasn't sure about what he had taken, thinking it might have been something akin to adrenalin and she was worried if she didn't watch him, he would end up face planting into the carpet when the effects wore off. She wasn't sure if there were any side effects at all and because of that she was watching him very, very carefully. Up there in the bedroom, that kiss had been the most intense thing they had shared in some time together, and it had left her weaker than a kitten with want. She didn't know what had caused that, it had been quite the shock indeed and if she could she would gladly pursue it to what promised to be a very satisfying completion. She only had to wonder how long she would have to wait for her opening, and if she would even get it. After all, he might just collapse and she wouldn't get that delicious satisfaction her body was craving something fierce. She couldn't stop the laugh that spilled from her lips at his words, shaking her head softly.*"I actually enjoy cooking quite a bit, but I am having a lazy day today and I would rather just having something made for me versus cook myself. Believe me when I say if I don't want to do something, I won't do it. I can be quite the tenacious little thing when I dig my feet in."*She was still smiling, watching him as he sat down to eat. She knew she had given him a very large piece, but in all honesty he hadn't been able to eat anything this substantial in a while and she was sure he could use the extra calories. Besides, having something like this after simple foods would be a treat for him and if he enjoye himself, well, that was the point, wasn't it? She caught that glance he sent her way, the words at the end causing her to blush that soft peach color before she smiled softly at him. There he was again, being seductive and sweet all in one go and yet somehow managing to balance them both perfectly. Really, what chance in hell did she have against him like that? He was a very skilled hunter, a great grey wolf and she was a simple summer bunny. He had captured and devoured her all too easily, yet even in the death bite it was a sweet release. Appericate her either way... She had never heard anyone say that to her, that anyone would ever appreciate her. It was a sweet thing to hear, to know. Ace could play anyone up and make them believe anything they wanted to, but she knew he didn't do it with her. Oh yes, he seduced her indeed, wrapped her quite about that wonderful body of his, but they had been honest with each other. His words had her tilting her head, watching him as he spoke. She had wondered what his position would be when she told him, and originally she hadn't intended to but he would find out at some point and be all the madder at her for not telling him in the first place. Quite the pickle to be in, but better to beg forgiveness than ask permission at times. She ran her finger lightly over the rim of her own teacup, a simple motion that was innocent but somehow seductive at the same time.*"From what I gathered from our conversation, it's payment for the child Sydel killed to be bluntly honest with you Ace. It's guilt, clean and simple, and guilt can be a wonderful motivator when used properly. It's a bit more than that too, I think he genuinley likes you. I think he wanted to leave you a place where you could stay but not be bound to, free from drama and stress and outside influences. He probably would have left it to you Ace, but you aren't the kind to claim property. You don't like the ties, I think. You need your freedom, and he probably thought giving it to you would be more insult than gift." *She would take another bite of that truly delicious pie, noting the flaky lightness of the crust and making a mental note to get the recepy from the baker. It was really quite delicious and she would love to make it again at later date. Still, she was finding it hard to eat, her body craving something with a different kind of hunger that food couldn't satisfy. She caight that wink and was glad for it honestly. That laugh earlier combined with the smile, all of it, at least he didn't seem too upset about it. She couldn't stop the crooked smile that crossed her lips as she rested her chin in the palm of her hand, tilting her head to watch him. Her voice was lightly teasing, those jade eyes glinting with mischief and more than a little lust.*"Indeed, it would seem so... But we're in quite a different position at the same time though... You see, here there is no one to bother us...No one to interupt us... Just you... Me... and six large bedrooms with big matresses... I think we can work out an arangement... You can pay me for room and board as you call it, if you like... I think your body will suffice... Make love to me as often as you can stand it Ace, and I'll consider it more than fair payment... I know it's a bit expensive of me to charge I know, but I am sure you have the... means to afford my price... Coin to spare in that area, I think..."*It wasn't long after that when she picked up on that shudder, hearing it cause the fork in his hand to shake a bit and clank musically against the plate. She was hit with it then, a wave of pheramones that told her much clearer than words what you were going though. That groan was music to her ears, the beting of your heart she could hear in the silence of the room... She was a love doll after all, no matter how much closer to being human she was now, she was still made for this... She could pick up on the slightest signals, and right now Ace was nearly screaming desire at her and she was all too happy to oblige. The food would hold for a couple of hours after all, and the tea could be replaced easily enough. Right now... Ace was being ridden hard by lust and she would be more than willing to be an outlet for it.



(07:51:13 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She reached forward and took the plate from him, sliding it to the center of the table along with his tea and the fork she had gently detangled from his hand. She stood and walked that pitifully short distance between them and with a gentle push, slid the table away from them and farther back. In that open space, she lifted her skirt, giving him a nice show of those taught, tapered thighs before she straddled him there. In a world that had been nothing but confusing, there was one thing she knew very well, and that was pleasure. She reached up into her hair, pulling out a couple of combs that held those long golden locks up and sent all those blond curls tumbling down, scenting the air with jasmine and honeysuckle. Leaning forward she would wrap her arms about his neck, grabbing his hair with a grip stronger than what should be possible with such delicate fingers and gently guided his head back if he would allow it. She would move in then and gently kiss the throbbing pulse beat in his neck before she would bite down on it, simultaneously arching her hips against his own, letting him know in no uncertain terms what she wanted. By the time she released her bite upon his neck, she had left a perfect set of imprints of each and every one of her incisors and canines. In a husky whisper, she would press her lips just beneath his ear in that delicate little hollow, letting her warm breath wash over his skin.*"I think we need to take care of this hunger first before we handle the more...mundane ones, don't you Ace? It's been an awful long time for us and I am still waiting for you to prove this stamina you bragged about... Think you are up to proving it to me?"



(09:09:03 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he nodded when she spoke of guilt. Of how the house was more or less payment for the child that Sydel had in fact killed.. guilt.. there was that word again.. and again.. it caused his shoulders to drop just a little further.. was he feeling a twinge of that himself?.. if he wasn’t then.. he certainly was the moment she mentioned Nautilous genuinely liking him.. awesome.. that’s just what he needed.. the be properly valued by the man he was about to fuck over.. - .. He’s quite right indeed.. I am certainly not the type to lay claim on property and permanent fixtures.. .. he took another mouthful of the savoury tasting pie.. chewing upon its heated filling before washing it down with a little bit more of that gloriously sweetened tea.. he continued to slice into the offered meal when she spoke further.. this time on the required payment for residing within her home.. his brow rose there upon his features.. a chuckle would sound.. he’d nod soon there after- .. Oh yes.. naturally so.. I figured it would come down to this sooner or later.. having to.. pay my way.. .. he lightly smacked his lips together.. shooting her another playful wink before he’d slide another small piece of pie between his lips- .. as often as I can stand it.. mm?.... he questioned.. placing his fork down for the moment.. lifting that teacup instead.. swirling what was left in the bottom..- .. shouldn’t that be as often as You can stand it.. .. he’d throw back what was left in that tea cup.. feeling it splashing against the back of his throat before he’d swallow it down- .. I do believe I have already told you of the drive I do so casually contain.. .. his gaze lingered on her a moment longer.. before he’d turn to look back upon the pie once more.. he began to push the pastry around a little.. the effects of the flood smacking into him with such a ferocity.. it was getting harder and harder each time now.. and he was certain she had to have noticed.. especially this time as he was having a dreadful time trying to conceal it.. his head lifted as he watched her move.. standing suddenly..- .. something the matter?.... he’d question.. his voice taking on that much darker.. deeper tone.. he’d all but drop the fork.. listening to it clang down against the porcelain as she moved the plate and then soon after the table.. he shifted back in his seat a little.. watching her closely now.. confusion was mildly evident on his already lust soaked features.. he watched her eyes.. those vibrate emerald orbs.. only being able to tear his gaze away when he noticed her movement.. lifting her hem.. inch by precious inch.. revealing those creamy white thighs.. his lips parted.. leaving his mouth slightly ajar.. a sudden quite audible exhale would give her all the information she needed to know just what he thought of the sight before him..his body stiffened a little the moment she moved in to straddle him.. to settle there against his hips.. upon his thighs..releasing those golden tresses.. letting them tumble down and frame her already youthful features.. akin to an angel there upon his lap.. a blone haired beauty..the only one he could ever have eyes for.. the only one that captured his attention that night in the bar.. everyone else paled in comparison.. and that’s how it would be from now on.. he had this feeling.. he knew full well how he felt when he was around her.. when he was near her.. though right now he was so damn hot to touch.. and his heart was thundering there in his chest.. his head lulled to the side a little and he looked to her through the lusty haze.. his hands rose.. slowly from their rested positon at his sides.. to creep their way along her outer thighs.. to settle there upon the rounded cheeks of her ass.. pulling her in closer.. tighter till she was pressed flush against that tented fabric.. that loose cotton like fabric being the only barrier between her and that hardened shaft.. and if he had his way those pants would be long gone.. as would that dress of hers.. and he’d be buried deeply within her.. god be damned the ache.. the hunger.. the need.. all of which were only made all the worse when he forced his head back on a slight angle.. her lips colliding throat.. with the curves of his neck before she would do the unthinkable and she’d bite.. his own teeth gritting together as he growled..- .. Fuck Trinity.. .. he almost hissed his body shuddering beneath her.. the hold he had on her ass tightened considerably.. his fingers drawing inward.. almost clawing at that dress as his hips all but bucked up against hers.. lifting ever so slightly from that chair.. - .. to hell with the food.. .. he groaned..feeling her hips just beneath his ear.. her breath.. hot and yet cooling against the newly damp flesh.. he began to manipulate her body then.. to mould it.. to move it under his own hold.. as if she were his puppet.. she were his own doll.. to rock and grind her down against his rod like shaft.. using her for his own pleasurable and somewhat tormenting purposes.. god damn she felt good.. she smelt good.. she tasted good.. she was tormenting him before she had even sat down on his lap.. this.. now with her there simply took it to a complete other level.. without warning he would plant his fee down upon the floor and he’d move to stand.. lifting her.. - .. hold on.. .willing her to wrap her legs around him.. he’d look to her there.. her face directly across from his.. his forehead pressed.. he could look deeply down into those eyes.. he could feel her shuddered breaths washing across his cheeks.. his chin.. his already parted lips..he’d cross the room.. down the slight decline.. those few small steps into the sunroom.. the one with the larger opened windows.. the day was growing a bit later.. but still the warmth of the sun flooded the room.. his neighbours if around would be getting quite a show.. fucked if he cared.. planting her sweet little ass down upon the window cill.. she’d be able to feel the warmth at her back.. without a word.. without a sound he’d claim those lips of hers.. all but crushing his atop hers.. concealing them with his own.. sucking the breath from her as his tongue dove deeply into her heated depths.. his fingers would lift from her ass.. reaching around to palm at those well rounded breasts of hers.. fingers flexing and curling to grip.. to hold.. before he’d tear into the fabric of the dress.. any adornments.. buttons.. crystals.. sequins.. anything would have gone flying.. as her heated flesh would be out on display for him.. he so desperately wanted to touch.. wanted to feel her skin.. needed to be closer.. back upon those breasts his fingers would fall.. tugging upon those pert little dusky pink nipples.. twisting them between finger and thumb.. -



(10:43:31 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

: Ace)*She wasn’t blind to the fall of his shoulders, indeed she knew many of his tells now, despite that fantastic poker face of his. He had told her once, what seemed like ages ago, that her hiccups and blushes were her body’s way of telling him what her lips wouldn’t say. He had been right of course, and in the same way she had learned to watch him. The flexing of his hands was usually anger, the clenching and unclenching of his hands was a tell of a strong emotion inside him that was raging. The hand he would place behind his neck was his way of showing a measure of anxiety, unsure about the situation he was in, or how to handle it. It also was a tell when he was uncertain about saying what he was going to say. That shoulder slumping always hurt her the worst though, she could handle his passions, violent and otherwise. She could handle his reclusiveness, his unwillingness to reveal things at times. That shoulder droop she had seen on few occasions, and none of them were good. It was as if he felt a physical weight there that hung heavily about him and drug his spirits down. She would never intentionally cause that, but she saw it regardless and knew the why of it, or thought she did. It would get better though, there was always a brighter moment ahead if one just kept looking forward. She smiled a bit as his words though, tilting her head as she watched him take another bite. Not the kind to lay claim on property and fixtures… She wondered what he would say if she told him he already laid claim to her regardless of his original intent and choice of lifestyle. She wondered to herself if Ace just kept moving from one place to another because he had never found a reason to stay in one place too long. Perhaps it kept him from getting attached to anything or anyone so he couldn’t feel the pain of loss when he moved on somewhere else? It was a good way to live and keep your heart safe, but it was lonely too. She wondered if he had decided to change that, and if not, would he ask her to come along with you the next time you decided to leave? She couldn’t say for sure, but at the same time she did have that one thing he had said that made her think he just might. Her voice was soft and sweet sounding in that cozy little kitchen as she pondered out loud.*”I thought it was a bit funny honestly… I went from being property, to owning property… Sort of a cosmic joke in a way, it struck me as funny… Either way though, it is what it is. I’ve always wanted a home, and now I have one. No point in looking a gift horse in the mouth.”*She caught that laugh, knowing he would find it all a little funny. He surely had to know that she wouldn’t charge him a copper, that she wanted him with her for the sake of her own happiness at least. She felt in her heart that if he just gave it a chance, they really could have a happy life together… Not peaceful perhaps, and not smooth by any means, but still happy despite it. Still, she couldn’t resist throwing out that little tease at him, knowing it would remind him of a certain night and little bargains being struck. Besides, she knew he couldn’t pass up on the opening she was giving him either, baiting him with her body and the promise of pleasure. She couldn’t resist the smile at his laugh as she watched him.*”Oh yes, you know these things get tricky when you leave them alone for too long… I like to get straight to the point in all things…. After all, you can’t get something for nothing though, I think my terms are very generous…after all, you don’t have to worry about doing anything other than what you already seem to enjoy doing…”*Then that bit about if she could handle it, and she couldn’t stop the sweet, husky laughter that bubbled past her lips, a smile spreading over them as she tilted her head, pondering.*”Hmmm… as often as I can stand it… I don’t know Ace… I do believe I have a sex drive almost on par with yours… You may be begging me for extensions on your rent because you can barely walk… Then again, keeping you busy sounds like a delightful thing to do… Imagine all the wonderful…exercise we’d be getting…”*Exercise was right… If this went as she was hoping, they would be spending countless hours with no more clothing between them than a bed sheet. She wanted nothing more than that, to spend that time wrapped up in his arms, arching into his thrusts, his hands, his lips. She wanted to explore his body with her hands, her lips, her tongue, she wanted to learn each hard plane and rippling muscle to discover all his secret pleasure spots. Even as brand new lovers, they were perfectly matched in their desire for one another and their skills in giving and receiving were equally measured. She relished the look of confusion on his face, the way he watched her as she moved things about to her liking. When he asked if something was the matter, she nodded her head softly.*”Indeed there is… I have a craving and only you can satisfy it for me Ace… Surely you can sympathize with me, it is such a terrible thing to want, isn’t it?”*It was then she lifted her hem, watching his eye tear away from her own to be held in thrall of what she was doing. She knew he loved her hair, and more often than not she left it loose and flowing about her shoulders in those loose wavy curls that fell about her shoulders and down to her waist. He often buried his hands in it, stroked it as she fell asleep, pushed loose tendrils behind her ears when then talked… Then she had settled into his lap and she could feel the heat coming off of him like he was his own miniature sun. She couldn’t place much of it, but she knew it had to do with what ever had made him better. It also had driven him high on the lust scale and she knew he needed a release before it got any worse. Ace had two great passions after all, hatred and lust, and if she wasn’t able to satisfy one, some poor bastard would suffer the other. Besides, this was something they were both going to enjoy and she saw no reason what so ever to miss out on what promised to be a very, very enjoyable pastime. She could feel his fingers on the outer swell of her thighs and hips, making her shiver so sweetly in his lap before those strong fingers found her ass. She went gladly to where he was guiding her, feeling that marble hard rod pressed right against her cleft made her whimper, driving her to arch against it.



(10:44:02 )

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

: Ace2). She wanted the same as he did, and the fewer clothes they had, the better it was going to be. It was that hard shaft and the promise of the pleasure it, and it’s owner would give her, that made her bite harder than she had intended, marking that beautifully tanned flesh with her teeth. The reaction was better than she could have hoped for, that curse followed by her name as his fingers dug into her ass hard enough to almost bruise. When he arched up into her , feeling the muscles of those well built thighs beneath her ass made her cry out softly, arching into him harder, wanting him so bad it was almost painful. She moaned softly, nodding her head as she continued to nip and tease along that strong neck, dipping her tongue into the dips and grooves made by the muscles and tendons that supported that gorgeous head. The food would hold for a while after all, it wasn’t going to spoil any time soon. Oh but then he began to work her, to master her and she fell into the rhythm he set, her body supplicant and the ever willing tool beneath his hands. Everything he did brought them both pleasure, not quite satisfaction but it was like a soft scratching of an itch they were both suffering from. It was also doing wonders to build her up hot and hard, mounting waves of building lust on her. She didn’t think she could hold back long enough for him to enter her before she came, but it was always that way with him. He was like magic to her, he seemed to bring her to orgasm with hardly any effort on his part and it was always such sweet rapture when he sent her over that edge. He had done it twice their first night, and she could only imagine how many times he would send her to paradise before he found his own release. Everything about him aroused her through, from that voice which could take on so many different tones depending on his mood to the gorgeous work of art that was his body, so lithe, so toned and strong but far from bulky. His lips were full but not feminine at all, that bottom lip begging her to taste it, to know its fullness and texture in the most carnal ways, and those eyes… Those eyes of his could reduce her to a puddle of want with nothing more than a look from him, making her his most ardent love slave. He was a lethal package, and he had dealt her a death blow that night when he loved her, binding her to him forever. When he shifted, putting his feet on the ground she knew what he wanted before he had to say it, gladly wrapping those long legs around his narrow hips, her arms about his neck as she continued to tug at his hair at the base of his skull. She was lost in those stormy grey eyes, hypnotized like some poor little mouse in the gaze of a cobra. His breath fanned across her cheeks, smelling of herbs and tea and his own scent, making her want to close that distance and take his lips beneath her own greedily. When she saw where he was taking her, she couldn’t help the wickedly naughty little grin that crossed her lips. She whispered against his lips, almost kissing him with each word as those eyes gazed up into his.*”I wonder who will be more jealous, the husbands or the wives… Probably the wives when they see all they’re missing out on… You are the most superb lover Ace…”*Before she could say anything else, her ass felt the hard wood plank beneath her ass that made up the windowsill. She could feel the warmth of the glass at her back, the slick firmness of the glass against her back and shoulders. Next thing she knew his lips were over hers, consuming her, mastering her, stealing the very breath from her lungs and oh, how she gloried in it. She came more alive in those moments when he mastered her than ever before, even singing paled in comparison to this. Her thighs tightened almost violently around those hips of his, pulling him in closer as she rocked against him, wanting to torture them both with that pleasured torment. Her lips felt on fire, almost bruised beneath his dominance and she became all the more softly feminine beneath it, submitting to his masculine mastery with wild abandon. Her fingers slid down from his hair to rake down his neck and shoulders, tearing that shirt of his, wanting it off of him but not wanting his hands to leave her either. Her tongue danced along his, meeting, sliding, joining in that heated dance between their locked lips. His hands left her ass and in those moments she would try to get that shirt off of him before his hands found her breasts as she was gone. She cried out against his lips, arching those full heavy breasts into his hands, wanting more, needing more like she needed to breath. Next thing she knew was the sound of fabric tearing and she’d be a liar if that didn’t turn her on about as much as the fact they could very well be watched at this very moment. All of this was too much, she felt herself giving into dark desires, feeling liberated and yet utterly bound to the moment. She was at heart, a kinky little thing and far from innocent in desire or passion. She loved this side of Ace, this primal part of him that was without his usual control, where he was at his most basic nature. She relished it, wanted it, craved it, and responded to his passion in kind, nails clawing at his skin, welting that tan flesh as she went completely wild for him. When his hands found her bare flesh, specifically her nipples she buckled, her toes curling, gripping the fabric of those cotton pants as she arched against him hard, grinding her hot sweet core against that fire hot rod of his. Those fingers on her nipples were like magic and they were even more sensitive than before because of her pregnancy, it made her buck against him feverishly, digging her fingers into his flesh as she gave herself over to sensation. She would be cumming for him in no time if he kept that up and her body was letting him know that too in all her sweet cries, the lashing of her hips, the fevered eagerness of her kisses. When she couldn’t take it anymore she broke the kiss, panting hard as if she had run a hundred miles.*”Fuck me Ace… I want your cock buried inside me when I cum, make me scream your name”*She reached up once more to crush her lips against yours, bending to your will, to the passion you stoked so masterfully inside her.*



(00:26:32 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..his gaze had lifted then.. to catch those vivid emerald orbs of hers when she told him she had a craving that only he could satisfy.. and those few words.. those seemingly innocent words struck him fiercely, causing his heart to seize, his breath to catch and the fire deep down within his body to flourish.. to burn that little bit brighter.. she worked with him.. her body so easily manipulated.. so easily controlled.. yet she still had enough gumption to take those reigns when she so desired.. and he certainly wasn’t going to hold her back.. he held no need to be completely in the dominant position.. there was afterall always give and take.. and he had a feeling she could give as good as she got.. lips had met.. he adored the way she didn’t need to be asked to wrap those long perfectly curved legs around his hips.. locking her body tighter to his..his mind was a complete tangled mess by this stage.. filled with a lustful fog.. his body was burning hot.. shuddering every so often against hers.. his heart continued to throb.. to speed up.. he didn’t want to part from those lips of hers.. he did not want to remove himself from those kisses.. she tasted incredible.. the sweetest honey.. an addiction he continually wanted to feed.. when they had reached the sun room he placed her down upon that wooden window sill.. at first he wasn’t entirely sure what she was upto.. but he soon caught on and that shirt of his was peeled down and away from his body.. tossed to the side.. rejected before he would dive back toward her once more.. becoming further dependant on her mouth.. the need to be in close contact with her body.. the need to feel her hands upon him and in turn his hands upon her.. he had managed to tear into that dress of hers.. the sitching breaking quickly because of the pressure it was suddenly placed under.. the buttons snapped and flung around the room.. bouncing upon contact with the flooring.. his head tilted to the side.. lips opened that little bit wider to claim her mouth.. to suckle that sweet slick tongue of hers within his own.. to twist.. to curl and taste.. to torment.. to taunt and tease.. his hands would continue to explore.. to wander over her newly bared flesh.. he could feel the goosebumps as they began to flood her frame.. he could feel those nipples as they hardened beneath his touch..rolling them between a finger and a thumb.. not enough for it to be really quite painful.. but certainly enough to gain the reaction he so desired from her.. the bucking of her hips up against him told him all he needed to know.. the noises that were coming from her mouth.. from her throat.. they were met with sounds of his own.. his breathing grew shorter yet louder.. growling when her nails scratched against his skin.. leaving tiny little crescent marks in their wake.. the kiss broke.. yet his forehead remained fixed against hers.. his breath washing across her cheeks as he had since clenched his eyes closed..her words.. that begging just made him groan.. he honestly felt as though he had just ran a marathon.. yet he still had the energy to run it again.. and again.. ..Fuck .... he growled.. feeling her lips crushing back against his once more.. with such an eager passion.. the need.. the hunger all so very evident- .. You are such a sweet torment.. .. he’d manage to utter against her lips..his hands would rise.. sliding up the length of hers before he would begin to peel back her dress.. the rip in the fabric going the length of it.. the dress was ruined.. completely.. but he frankly couldn’t have given a damn in this moment.. he wanted her completely bare.. he wanted to be able to reach and touch every sweet inch of her.. he desired nothing to be hidden.. and the exhibitionist in him really didn’t mind the fact the neighbours were seeing her either..



(00:27:10 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: with a little guidance.. and help from her he would have that tattered and torn fabric off.. and down crumpled on the floor.. leaving her in little more than those white silky shorts.. his fingers came to rest there upon her shoulders while he continued to explore the inside of her heated mouth.. he found the swell of her breasts once more.. taking one in each hand.. cradling them against the inside of his palm.. his fingers curling inward to grasp.. to hold.. to squeeze and grip.. circling those ever sensitive nipples with the barest tips of his fingers.. he hissed through gritted down teeth as that kiss broke.. his eyes half opening as he looked down to her.. as he stared down into her eyes a moment.. lingering.. becoming drunk in those lime green hues.. before he would nudge her head to the side a little.. his lips colliding with her jawline.. trapsing down the curves of her neck.. across her throat.. the little dip where her neck met her shoulder.. and that’s where he would bite down suddenly.. without warning.. latching those teeth right onto that hot shivering skin.. holding it a moment before he would inevitably release.. not enough to draw blood but as close as it could be.. the surface nearly broken.. before he would bend that little bit further..- .. You are.. so fucking incredible.. .. he’d murmur against flesh.. the trail of kisses.. blown upon to cool the rising temperature he was feeling from her.. he’d glance up to her a moment before the very tip of his slick wet tongue would dart out to strike her right nipple.. circling it at an excruciating pace.. tormenting her.. before he’d latch his lips around that pert hardened little bud.. his teeth lightly grazing.. his tongue bathing.. his lips suckling.. before the treatment was shared with her left.. his fingers however weren’t going to be left out of such an equation.. tracing down over the slight rise of her stomach.. circling her navel.. before they would find their place nestling comfortably against the apex between her thighs.. covered though with a thin flimsy piece of satin.. that however wouldn’t stop his teasing.. there would be no light touches.. no delicate caressed.. his fingers curled inward.. gripping against that heat.. he could feel the fabric had grown quite damp.. and the longer he began to press.. to apply that pressure to rub against her the wetter it would become.. - .. these pants are far to pretty to simply tear away.. .. he’d whisper soon dropping to his knees there before her.. his thumbs reaching to hook just within their waistband.. urging her to lift a little.. so as he could slide them down.. her knees having to be drawn onward for that process to succeed.. though the moment that hot wet fabric was removed he’d force her thighs to part.. a little wider than before.. no doubt causing her hips to ache.. to burn.. sliding his body back between.. - .. so let me get this straight.. .. he’d murmuer as his fingers began to trace along the inside of her thighs- .. you’re only going to call out my name if I bury my cock inside you?.. .. he clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.. - .. what about if I was to do… this.. .. his index finger would then slide the length of her slick wet slit.. barely touching that ultra sensitive hood.. circling her entrance.. that opening that was just begging to be conquered - .. perhaps.. this.. .. without warning he’d shove a single finger inside her.. the length of it quickly disappearing into the heat of her.. soon followed by another.. before they would curl to toy and play with that little pearl there.. - .. a little of this.. a little of that.. and perhaps a long awaited addition.. .. his voice had deepened considerably.. taking on that darker growl.. the one that vibrated deeply down into your core as it struck you.. his head would dip.. and that greedy tongue of his would flick against that hypersensitive hood.. drawing it against his lips before his teeth would latch on…just enough to cause that sweetened perfect little ache.. -



(02:34:47 )

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She knew she was playing with fire, knew it very well indeed. What was the fun in anything half done? She trusted Ace explicitly, more than any other living, breathing creature and she knew she could hand her life over to him and he wouldn’t damage or destroy it. Would she come out of this without a few scratches and bruises? She rather hoped so. Ace was always so controlled but seeing him like this? She loved this primality he had about him right now, the way he couldn’t hide his reactions. It was the most open she had ever seen him, all those walls he held around himself even in bed, were gone. Right now she was following his guide, simply biding her time till she had her opening. She allowed him to lead that entire first night and she hadn’t had any chance at all to explore him the way she wanted to, but he wouldn’t escape tonight though, oh no. If he thought he could leave this unmarked, unbranded by her he was in for quite the world of change. All in good time though, all in good time, she didn’t want to rush it. Locked against his lap as she was, following his motions, the subtle movements of his muscles that told her clearer than words which way he wanted her to move. It was such a vicious sort of torment, being so close to what they both wanted, feeling the heat from each other’s flesh through such thin, pathetically fragile fabric yet it might as well be steel for all it allowed them that final contact. It was heaven that torment, because there was nothing better in the world than the build up to satisfaction and all the joys to be found in the in-between. She had easily wrapped her legs about his hips, the sweet curve of her ass pressed just above the head of his shaft so that each step he took would cause that deliciously tormenting contact. The window was honestly not something she had ever thought to find herself pressed up against but she had to admit the slickness of that glass and the warmth of it against her back was a lovely sensation, and the satin smooth grain of the wood against her ass wasn’t half bad either. The cotton of his slacks were pressed so tightly in the vice of her thighs that she was sure to put a crease in them and probably give herself a bit of fabric burn from how much he had her bucking against him. Her poor dress though, it was one of her favorites too, but she would mourn it’s loss later, right now all it had done was make her go absolutely mad. She wanted to cry out her approval of the action, of him being oh so rampantly male and primal. Oh how it made her want to become nothing more than his ardent little fuck puppet. She would gladly, freely, gleefully do everything he wanted her to do right now, there would be no holds barred and it was enough to make her shiver and shake against him just imagining all the things they could do together. When he deepened the kiss, she tilted her head just so, giving him full access to her lips and the deep dark sweetness of her mouth. His hands on her skin were just like a musician plucking the strings of a guitar, she vibrated beneath those skilled fingers, her cries of pleasure the melody he was wringing from her. If it weren’t for the fact they were kissing so passionately right then she would have probably bit her lip open from just how sweetly he was punishing her. Damn but he was still wearing too many clothes for her liking though and she wanted to change that as soon as she could. She didn’t give two tinkers damns for that shirt, she would get him another one if she had to, but if it didn’t come off soon she was going to rip the damn thing off. At least he had taken her lead though, knowing what she wanted from him and stripping that damned shift off so she could explore his skin more freely. Each breath he exhaled, she stole from his lips, savoring their heaviness, the way they were coming hard and fast, the sounds that came with them. Oh it was like don perignon champagne, it had her drunk on those little bubbles of vocal pleasure. When he swore, her passion swollen lips smiled against his own, that cuss right there was a simple admission that she wasn’t the only one being hit hard and vicious by desire. His words after was a chaser of pure absinth, making her incoherent for a moment before she could find a way to respond.*”If I’m a torment, you are complete torture… an amazingly satisfying torture…”*She stole his lips again, not willing to give up that font of pleasure that he was feeding her with that wonderful mouth of his. No man should ever be so damned consummate in all areas of pleasure like this, it was utterly unfair to the other men in the world, and the women too. Of course, they didn’t matter though. He was hers, completely down to his core, he just didn’t realize it yet. There was no way they could elicited such passion from one another, such a violent, colorful, brilliant array of desire and satisfaction if they hadn’t been made for one another. She was sure he had been with enough women, and she with enough men, to see the differences between what the others had been like, and the reality of what it was for them. She would shift this way and that, allowing the dress the freedom of movement to slide down her arms at his guidance, revealing every inch of that creamy Irish complexion in all its peaches and cream colored glory. She had to bite back a soft grin as she saw the angle of the shadows on the floor, she knew damn well that two of the neighbors were home with their families. One of them was a slightly older couple whose children had already moved out, and the other had a teenaged boy who was a lusty little man who often visited the Birdcage down the street from her work. She wondered which one of them would spot their little show first? After all, they were in their house in their property, and if the neighbors saw it was because they were looking in on someone else’s property. Propriety would keep them from blabbing, but it wouldn’t stop the look that would surely come after this. As soon as that dress was gone and she was in nothing more than her knickers, she once more succumbed to the heated bliss of his lips and mouth on her own. It wasn’t long after than when his hands would find her tits again and she found herself arching into it, pressing their full firmness into his hands as he molded them against his digits. She couldn’t stand it anymore, having him wring all this delicious pleasure form her while he remained untouched and untormented by her own hands. Using those long strong legs of hers, she pulled him in closer to her. Her fingers didn’t bother with the tie of his pants, she knew even if she wanted to, they wouldn’t be released, not with the grip she had on him and she wasn’t about to release that either any time soon. She instead pressed her hand against his cock, stroking it with her palm as her fingertips reached down to cup his balls, giving them a firm pressure as she



(02:35:20 )

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: began to flex softly, gently squeezing them rhythmically as she palmed his cock. Those thin cotton slacks couldn’t offer him any protection from her very skilled fingers, though they might spare him the full onslaught of what she could do since she couldn’t firmly grasp it, skin to skin like she wanted to so very badly. She growled softly when he broke that kiss, wanting to continue that high for a while longer. She followed his lead though, tilting her head to the side as she exposed that delicate jaw and angelic neck to his gaze. Those kisses were firm and wet, leaving cool little spots of moisture on her hot skin, making her shiver anew as she couldn’t stop the goose bumps that danced over her skin. She sighed softly, her eyes sliding closed before she felt that sudden bite, causing her to cry out sharply, that hand on his cock gripping fiercely, not in pain, but in pure pleasure. With her hand on his cock she couldn’t arch into him as she wanted to which made the ache of her core that much sharper. She was melting there, the heat of the sun on her skin, his hands feeling like it they were all over her all at once, teasing and tormenting every inch of her skin. She wondered what he would say if she told him she wanted him to break the skin, to taste her as he had others. Surely she would have to taste better, or at least good enough to tempt him to it. Those words were sweet and cool against her skin, teasing her senses on a whole different level. She wanted to purr, to smile like a cat who had gotten into the cream and got away with it. She felt like it anyways, all this was all so damn good. Her voice was a strangled whisper, more moans and whimpers of pleasure than actual words.*”You’re….not half bad….yourself… Next time….you bite me…break skin… I want to know what…you think…I taste like…”*It wasn’t a joke either, she was really quite serious about it. She wanted to know if she would taste good to you, if it would be something you would enjoy… She knew deep down it was something she would enjoy immensely if he was game to give it a try. Of course, even that thought was blown away by what he did next. The hands on her breasts had been heaven, but when his tongue darted out to flick at a dusky rose peak she bucked madly, her hand leaving his cock to grab fistfuls of his hair, holding his head there in front of her breasts.*”OhmiGOD fuck!”*When he latched onto that pert little berry of flesh she cried out fiercely, nearly cumming right then and there as a hard hit of pure pleasure raced through her body from such a simple action. She was already incredibly sensitive to start with, but being pregnant had only made it that much stronger for her. Unlike others, she felt no negative side effects except for the occasional bout of morning sickness. If anything, pregnancy had made it worse for her, because she was even hornier and she had days where she thought she would crawl out of her skin with want. She knew she had to breath, it was important, right? But for some reason she couldn’t even do that all too well, only small little pants that were nothing more than lost little cries of passion. Oh no…no he wasn’t….She could feel his hand tracing lightly down her torso, along her stomach before… She gasped, her eyes rolling up in her head as she arched into that firm gripping hand, her ass rising off of that wooden windowsill as her tights gripped your hips with a vice like tightness. She could do nothing more than toss her head from side to side, arching and bucking against him as she sought that final peak that would send her over the edge and into oblivion. He was holding it back though, he knew exactly what he was doing. She wanted to scream…she wanted to cry… she wanted that completion so bad it was going to drive her quite insane. She could barely hear those words of his, though she felt his loss, the ending of his mouth on her tormented little nipples. She groaned, both in relief and yet anger because despite how much it tormented her, it felt so damn good she didn’t want it to end. She forced her eyes open to see exactly where she was and she knew just what was going to happen… Sweet jesus this man was a God at oral and she knew if he did what she thought he was going to do, she would end up screaming his name out more than once and most likely flooding him all over again despite her best intentions not to. She did as he requested of her, lifting her ass off that sill so he could slide those satin boy shorts off her frame. When he forced her thighs apart though she shivered, spread out for him, revealing that shell pink core of hers to him. It was quite the spread too, Ace had beautifully broad shoulders and she was forced to be a bit wide indeed to accommodate him. She could feel that bittersweet sting in her thighs from being parted in such a way but it only made the pleasure that much stronger. Those fingers tracing along the satin smooth skin of her inner thighs made her shiver, vibrating her form as she fought to remain as still as she could despite the urges to do otherwise. Then his words and those jade green eyes of hers flashed fire at him from beneath passion heavy lids. Her body was slick and wet, there was no denying she was a ripe peach for the taking, but her eyes showed a promise of payback for this. She bit back her words, those eyes staring rebellion at him while her body betrayed her. When those fingers just lightly touched her dew sweet slit she bit down on her lip, strangling the cry in her throat though her hip rose to meet that touch, out of her control. She was shuddering around him, her body quaking from desire before he suddenly slid that finger inside her tight slit and she bit down hard enough to slice her lip open. That second digit that invaded her hot tight cunny made her arch violently, her honeyed walls gripping those fingers tightly, pulling them in deeper, greedily grasping them. She was fighting so damn hard not to make a sound



(02:35:45 )

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

: Ace), her whole mind bent on that single goal, managing somehow to make it past those skilled fingers pressing and manipulating her clit to the point she wanted to scream. She was so close to cumming now, there was no way Ace could miss it with the way her core was gripping him like a vice in those tell tale flutters. Oh no…oh fuck… she heard that voice, knew it’s promise, knew what was waiting for her. She gripped that sill with all her might, her nails digging into that wood enough to leave crescent shaped marks in the grain. She could feel the power in that voice like a drug hitting her senses all at once, like a lethal dose of ecstasy. She felt that tongue hit her clit, already super sensitive from all the lashings it had taken from her grinding on you. Then that bite and she was lost, send over the edge as she cried out his name just like he wanted her to, knew she would, her whole body convulsing as she was taken over by pleasure.*”ACE! FuckingsweetBabyJesus ohmigod fuuuuuuuuuuck!”



(09:28:14 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: ..he remained there.. upon his knees.. those loose fitting cotton pants hung low upon his hips.. revealing that perfect Adonis belt.. that V she so enjoyed running her fingers along.. his head buried between her creamy white thighs.. two fingers having dove deeply into her.. feeling the heat that could only come from her core.. her inner walls having drawn inward.. squeezing the life out of those digits as he curled them inward and he toyed with her.. tormenting her from the inside.. touching.. prodding.. caressing that sweet little pearl.. that soft spot to bring her closer.. he was going to get her calling out to him.. and it would be a few times.. not just the once.. and this was the perfect place to start.. her bodies scent attacked every sense he had.. that coupled with her taste was driving him insane.. making his body ache.. his cock throb that little bit more.. if that were even possible.. in teasing her.. he was inevitably taunting himself.. making it harder for him to deny the pleasure he so wanted.. he so needed.. he was so hungry for.. he was hungry for her.. for all of her.. every sweet inch of that hot little body.. for her mouth.. her tongue.. her touches.. her scent.. her voice.. her moans.. everything.. he wanted Everything.. he needed her.. realisation was striking him.. even through the fog that had settled in there within his head.. even with his lust driving his bodies desires.. he was realising he.. Needed her.. and he had never Ever needed anyone.. he was so self reliant.. he had become so able to take care of himself.. that everyone else simply came second.. they were little more than an acquaintance at best.. usually less than that.. a quick fuck.. a release from the frustrations of the world.. but this.. this was something different.. and he would no doubt have to process this sudden epiphany when all this had settled.. when he had a moment of true peace.. when his mind was properly cleared so he could fully understand just what this moment of.. odd clarity really meant..his tongue continued to collide with that ultra sensitive hood.. flicking it.. taunting it as his teeth latched and released.. latched and released.. a pattern was forming as he certainly enjoyed making her squirm.. he heard her cries.. he felt her precious little body stiffening.. and the moment he experienced those walls near squeezing his fingers out he knew what was coming next.. he knew she had let go.. and he couldn’t help with wear the wicked little grin that had curled upon his features.. he withdrew those fingers.. sliding them out of those slick scorching depths.. only to replace them with the thick of his tongue.. dipping it just a little into her.. just within that wet little entrance of hers.. curling his tongues tip .. he groaned.. closing his lids over.. this little action made to fuck with her.. was just making him buckle.. the taste of her upon that sensitive hood was one thing.. the scent of her so close.. was another.. but to have access to her entrance.. to feel the heat of her core at full force.. to dip ones tongue down into the very source.. his head suddenly felt so very heavy.. his hands had lifted .. coming down to rest there upon her thighs.. keeping them well parted.. she wouldn’t be able to move them inward.. she wouldn’t be able to lock his head between them.. his hold was so undeniably firm.. almost bruising as those fingers curled inward.. leaving markings upon her otherwise flawless flesh..he drew back from her.. allowing her body to soften.. to gain a little composure.. he didn’t want her passing out on him.. Oh heavens no he was far from finished with her.. far from it indeed.. he brushed his head down against her thigh.. lifting his lids long enough to look up to her there.. lingering.. it was as if he was off in another world really.. his eyes were hazey.. his breath was ragged.. his chest felt so tight.. his heart seizing quite often ..his hands slid down the length of her legs then…down over her knees.. her calves.. down past those tiny bare feet of hers.. he’d lower to press a kiss against each ankle before he would move to rise.. rolling his shoulders as he did so.. his lips remained parted as he looked to her.. and he did just that for a moment.. just staring at her as his chest rose and fell with his shattered breathing.. there was a hunger in his eyes.. so much so it could not be denied.. anyone would have noticed it.. he reached out for her.. hooking his arm around behind her.. till it collided with her opposite side and he forced her to her feet..- .. stand .... he’d utter.. just one singular word.. would probably mean very little to most.. but it was the tone he used with her that would have sent shivers through many.. he’d wait for her to plant her delicate feet down upon the flooring before he would spin her around and thrust her up against that glass window.. all but crushing her breasts against the icy cool glass.. he’d come up behind her.. his right hand having slid around to press against her stomach.. his free hand lifting to find its place there upon her throat.. fingers flexing.. before they’d curl.. not enough to choke her.. not enough to cut off any oxygen supply.. but enough to make her take notice.. enough to make her fix that posture.. to stand bolt upright.. for the more she slouched or fought against him.. ‘if she did’.. the tighter that grip would become..his chin would come down to rest there upon her right shoulder.. his breath smelt of her.. his tongue remained still so very slick.. so wet as it slid across her earlobe- .. look....he’d whisper in that dark gravelly tone- .. You have an audience.. .. he’d motion to the young man next door.. and who by this stage had managed to bring over a couple of mates.. so there wasn’t just one audience member.. there was indeed a good few.. the hand upon her stomach slid lower.. and he once more parted those already assaulted lips of hers.. lightly stroking against that clit.. just barely touching really as he forced himself up harder behind her.. cotton or not she would have been able to feel that rock hard shaft against her soft pliable ass ..- .. shall we give them a bit of a show.. ?



(10:37:38 )

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *One of these days she might just come to realize that she would never truly top him in bed, even with all her skills and vast knowledge of all that could take place in the bedroom between two people, he would always master her. She had strength, she had steel in her spine, a strong resolution and constitution, and it all went straight to the shitter when Ace was near. She found she was capable of great things with him, she was stronger, a better version of herself with him. She was also much more pliant and supple, moldable; she couldn’t resist him and she probably never would be able to. He was the north that drew her compass and she couldn’t imagine a tomorrow without him in it with her. He was simply magnificent inside and out, scars or no scars it didn’t matter to her, he was so much greater than the sum of his parts. She knew he had done evil things, bad things, had hurt people as casually as a person might change their shirt and it still didn’t change her opinion of him. It wasn’t that she was blinded by love to his flaws, not at all for she saw them quite clearly. What it was, was the knowledge that there was so much more to him than that. He was tender with her, he was kind, as loving as he could be even when he himself wasn’t sure what love was. He was everything she could have ever wanted, everything she could ever need in this world or any other. She was utterly, hopelessly in love with him and even after her heart stopped beating and she crumbled into dust, she would love him still. How could any woman not love a man who was so easily a master of all he did? God, even with her trying to fight him, to keep from giving him what he wanted from her, he still mastered her and broke down her will like waves on the beach. Her toes curled tightly as he began to work her internal hot spot, her whole body clenching rhythmically with each stroke as he built that fire higher, changed the nature of it so it was even brighter, hotter, glorious… All she wanted to do was collapse into a whimpering pile of desire, it was so hard to remain seated on that ledge when everything in her was telling her to just melt. The only thing that kept her even slightly upright was her grip on that sill and the glass at her back which was starting to cool slowly. More than once she had nearly cried out his name already, when he hit that spot just right, enough to make her spasm and clench on those fingers all the harder. Those hands on the inside of her thighs, pushing her wide open, the fingers digging into her flesh bringing a sweet kind of pain that made the fire that much hotter, the pleasure into such a sharp focus. If it weren’t for his grip there on her legs she would have already clamped them about his head and pulling him in tightly against her. When he began to manipulate her clit though, those wicked teeth put to the best of uses, she had lost it, there was no holding back and she had tried, oh how she had tried. He had ripped his name from his lips along with other epitaphs as she was ripped from reality and tossed into that world of pleasure, flying and falling all at the same time. It was so intense, it made the others seem like pale little things and she had a moment to wonder if she would ever survive him despite all her boasts. Each time he made her cum it was always better than the last one, each time he revealed a new layer of pleasure to her that she hadn’t realized she could have. She was still so high on her orgasm when he slid his fingers out of her honeyed sheath when she felt it replaced by his tongue. Her head tossed back, her whole body seized up as that orgasm was started all over by that simple change. She couldn’t even breath, she was just rocked with the spasms that forced everything out of her. She went simply rigid, every muscle tensed and clenching as a purely feminine, sweet little wail of pleasure was ripped from her, ending in broken little cries and whimpers before she finally came down. She had been to a whole different world there, the pleasure was… beyond intense, it defied explanation really, she had never felt anything like it ever. It was as if someone had taken her orgasms and condensed them all, magnified them and let them loose on her. She had nearly blacked out, as it was she had completely soaked herself, that orgasm not without its physical proof. She would probably have to clean the sill, sure she had puddled up on it a fair bit but then again, with an orgasm like that she could have soaked clean through most bedding. She didn’t even feel like she had bones or muscles, she just felt hot and floaty, lost in the high and unable to really come back down. It would take some time for her to feel back in her own skin, as it was Ace was the only thing keeping her from sliding off that wee sill and into a collapsed heap on the carpet. She forced those heavy lids open to look at him, saw her own passion there in his eyes, their usually crystal sharp grey orbs just as hazed as hers were. She couldn’t catch her breath, little pants and shuddering breaths were the best she could manage as she watched him. Oh she had gotten herself into quite the situation, and she knew that when Ace was like this, completely unreserved, there was no way she was going to win. She would be begging him to take mercy on her while on the other hand she knew she would want it to go on as long as he could drag it out. One thing was for sure, he would have to fend for himself after this, she doubted she would be able to do anything for quite a bit after he was done with her. She felt his hands slide down her legs, cupping the hollow behind her knee, the swell of her calf before cradling her feet in his hands, planting feather light kisses on her delicate ankles. That look in his eyes was hotter than any fire hell could produce and it made her shiver, made her core spasm in anticipation for what would follow. He towered above her and she felt like a wee little white lamb put up for slaughter to some pagan god and she would go willingly too, at least in this. When he wrapped his arms about her, pulling her to stand she found herself having a hard time to keep her legs beneath her from shaking. That command in his voice made her shudder in his arms indeed, her whole body sweetly pliant there against him. When he spun her around and pressed her against that cooling glass, she gasped softly, her hands coming up to press against the clear membrane of the window. That cool slickness was an amazing contract to her fiery hot flesh. She was barely even getting a bearing on the sudden shift of position when that hand came up, pressing against her stomach, holding her in place while that other hand found her throat.



(10:37:57 )

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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She couldn’t help the sudden bucking against him, relishing his mastery as he commanded her perfect posture in those simple placements. She moaned deeply, arching her back in a beautiful bowing, each muscle perfectly tight and flexed to hold that position. She felt the scruff of his facial hair against her shoulder, smelled her slick wet passion on his lips, good god it was hot. That tongue that flicked over her ear made her buck against him again, her back slouching a bit only to feel that hand on her throat tighten, correcting her posture instantly. At his words though, her eyes shifted, trying to pick the boy out in the haze that was her vision. It took a moment, perhaps too, but she did see him…and he wasn’t alone. Oh my… she moaned softly, knowing that they were able to see her in all her naked glory, the sun painting her pale skin a golden amber as it began to set on this day. When he came and pressed those fingers to her already far too sensitive core she cried out sharply, arching into his fingers as she began to whimper with each stroke of those skilled digits. In nothing more than a breathless sigh, she spoke.*”Might as well… they might learn a thing or two about how a man really loves his woman… Men are so greedy in bed but you’re a martyr of generosity… You always make me cum first no matter how hard I fight it. Who knows… they might just start touching themselves and they’ll have to explain all the cum shots on the window and walls to their parents…Take the pants off and let me feel you Ace, surely you want that too… I’m so tight I can barely stand it and I need to you fill me up… Next time I come I want you deep inside me, I love the way it feels you’re your stretching out my tight little slit, the heat of your cock burning hot inside as you thrust into me so perfectly… God Ace, just taking about it makes me so hot…You too, I know it, I can feel how hard you are… If you don’t take me soon, poor thing might pop…”* She turned her head to capture his lips beneath hers, feeling that perfect, beautiful cock pressed against her ass, making her wiggle and arch that full round ass against him. She could take herself on his lips and she loved it, she really was sweet with just a hint of spice like cloves or cinnamon. She slid her tongue across his bottom lip, gathering up her own cum from his lips, dipping into the corners of his smile to gather up any extra dew before running her tongue along his teeth, begging entrance to deepen that kiss. Her hands weren’t idle though, far from it. She had reached around when he pulled in close, her nails digging into that ass, gripping it, holding it firm to her, making her arch even more, those fantastic tits love marked and swollen, their nipples proudly erect as they were pressed against that glass in all their rosy hued glory.*

[BadInfluence]

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. his chin remained there planted upon the delicate curve of her shoulder.. his slightly hazey eyes peered out through the glass to the figures he could see.. or more so.. little more than their silhouettes.. they’d been there for quite a while.. only coming into a more.. prominent position since she was forced up against that glass on display.. he couldn’t contain the growl that was forced forward in response to her movements.. the way she arched back against him.. the way she was squirming.. writhing.. pressing those smooth ass checks back against his hardened shaft.. he drew in a somewhat rougher breath.. his teeth.. his lips.. his darkened voice so close to her right ear- .. I don’t believe I heard you say please.... his response to her asking of him to remove his pants.. her desires were indeed quite apparent.. her body was literally exuding heat.. she was shuddering beneath his touches.. beneath his caresses.. and it only spurned him on further.. regardless of the fact it was driving him literally insane.. - .. are you sure?.... he latched his teeth onto the thick of her ear lobe.. giving a sharp little tug before releasing.. he straightened his upper body.. his lower being held so firmly against her by her own hands.. - .. are you really sure you want it?.... he’d growl.. taking a step back.. and then another.. his hand sliding down the length of her back.. right along the line of her spine as he manipulated her body.. guiding her.. causing her to bend clean at the waist.. her forehead pressed to the cool window pane.. he hadn’t removed his pants yet.. they still remained fixed to his body.. his hands reached for hers there upon his hips..he could feel how tightly she was holding on.. her nails had forced their way into the cotton fabric leaving those tiny little dents upon his skin beneath it.. he’d soon pry those delicate yet surprisingly strong fingers off his person..ushering them away.. reaching out.. stretching till he placed her hands back upon the sill..- .. I could just remain here.. and taunt the ever living fuck out of you for a while longer yet.. .. his hands slid back down the length of her now bent frame.. along her sides.. feeling those ribs.. her tiny waist.. along her hips before he would without warning just buck in against her.. hard.. forcing her head to push that bit harder against the glass.. Oh it just made him ache.. it made his own body shudder.. - .. It is quite the spectacular view really.. these hard planes of your back.. his right hand would reach once more.. to hook onto the curve of her shoulder there.. his fingers curling inward.. whilst his other hand slid her hair back over her shoulder.. he’d move to run his nails down her back.. slowly.. all the way down.. till they reached those well rounded.. supremely soft cheeks- .. and then.. there’s this ass right here.. .. his palm would press flat against one of those rounds.. curling in to gain a firm tight hold..- . simply divine.. simply delicious to look at.. .. he was good at giving her no warnings on this one occasion and now would be no different.. his palm would collide with that ass check swiftly.. firmly as he gave it one hell of a spanking.. enough to leave an angry red mark.. just the perfect reflection of his hand.. before he would rub against it.. soothing the sting that would have no doubt developed.. that would have no doubt followed.. - .. that one hand would slide down a little bit lower.. between those cheeks ..brushing just barely against that tight little entrance before continuing.. reaching to part those glossy wet lips.. he’d dip a finger within her.. just a little ways..his breath would catch and he’d clench those eyes of his closed a moment.. he wouldn’t be able to do this much longer .. even though he was enjoying every minute tormenting her.. feeling her writhe and squirm.. listening to the noises she made.. - .. I still don’t think I heard a please.. I wonder if one might come a little more quickly.. If I was to…

(20:20:57 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he’d remove his hand from between her thighs.. brushing it across her hip..her ass.. leaving a thin trail of her own honey till he’d draw those fingers away from her person.. if she looked back over her shoulder a little she would notice he was indeed unfastening the tie from about his middle.. tugging upon that thin cotton rope.. before they would become looser.. hanging on for dear life upon his hip bones.. before they would inevitably give way and tumble to the floor.. he was now as bare as she.. not a skerrick of clothing between the pair of them..he’d reach forward.. sliding his free hand along her arm.. drawing it back and down.. he’d guide those fingers of hers between her own thighs.. his index and thumb helping her to part her own slippery wet lips.. while his forefinger pressed down against that sensitive hood..- .. don’t move.. .. he’d utter.. - .. keep those naughty little fingers right there.. they’l have a job to do in a moment.. depending on just how long it takes you to.. utter those sweet magic words.. .. the hand upon her shoulder would shift.. he’d suddenly gain quite a handful of those golden locks.. pulling them taunt.. tight.. she wouldn’t be able to look back to him short of fighting against his hold.. he’d nudge her thighs to part a little further.. kicking at her ankles with his feet.. her knees with his knees before he would position himself back behind her.. hid body.. his skin scorching hot as it came back in contact with those soft fleshy ass cheeks of hers.. there was no denying his arousal now.. that rod like shaft being guided down that supple valley.. lingering a moment there .. just a torment.. just a tease against her rear.. just applying a slight amount of pressure to catch her off guard before he would slide further down.. it would have been a feat for him to hold back the groan when he experienced the closeness of her core.. that slick wet slippery entrance.managing to hiss through his teeth a rather brutal .. Fuck . he however did not dive into her.. he by passed it.. meeting those awaiting fingers.. to rub against.. to grind against .. to show her the action that was awaiting her should she just utter those sweet little words.. his heart was throbbing.. his body shuddered.. the hand within her hair tightened quite considerably as he tugged it back .. forcing her neck to elongate.. to stretch.. his other hand remained at the back of hers.. holding her fingers there.. curling inward to cup her.. to hold her.. whilst he thrusted against her.. slowly back and forth.. rocking.. his mind was screaming at his by this stage.. enquiring as to why in the fuck he was torturing himself like this.. his head rocked back.. he swallowed down a breath that continued to be a bother.. catching there within his throat.. the act of being so close.. yet not claiming the prize was mind numbingly frustrating.. like having not eaten in months and being put down to sit infront of a buffet but not being able to eat.. this act.. this rolling.. this rocking of his hips down against her ass grew in ferocity.. she would had to have noticed it got harder.. the sounds of their skin slapping the wetter she got.. this was the turning point.. as much as he desired to let this continue.. as much as he wanted to drag her further down into the darkened pit of lust.. he couldn’t handle it.. it was becoming far to much to bare.. and that animal instinct.. that primal force was just begging to be set free.. to be let run.. - .. Fuck.. to hell with it.. .. he growled through those same gritted down teeth.. the fingers that were holding her hand in place drew them back.. his own soon intertwining and placing them back upon the windows sill.. and within the matter of a moment he has found that slick sweet tight little entrance once more.. and he dove straight into it..feeling those walls clench around him.. squeezing the ever living life out of his cock as he stretched her out.. his hips slapped fiercly against her ass as he was not gentle about it.. his movements were not slow.. they were not delicate or gentle.. they were harder.. faster.. deeper.. he didn’t even try to contain the groans.. the growling.. he’d relinquish the hold he had upon her hand.. reaching to gain a grip upon her hip.. to hold her in place.


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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Her eyesight was a bit better than his was, and she could pick out better details than he could, but not by much. They were keeping more in the shadows so that they wouldn’t be so obviously peeping in on the scalding hot little scene going on in their neighbor’s window. She could pick out their clothes, well do to city boys with ties loosened and buttons unfastened. Were they getting hot over there? She wouldn’t be surprised, she was downright on fire from it and she knew Ace was only just getting started. Either way, there was just an added level of sexy kinkiness knowing that they were being watched, each intimate little moment between them on a very clear display. Honestly, it was a miracle she hadn’t lost her mind with just how much he was tormenting her, turning on him and attacking him, pouncing him till she got what she wanted. She thought she was already a little mad, her whole body was wound tighter than a spring, every single part of her senses heightened, tighter than a bowstring so that every sound, every smell, every touch was magnified to a point that she could barely take it. Despite that she still wanted more, being the greedy little thing she was she would always want more, demand it from him until he was utterly spent and she was entirely satisfied. She wanted what she wanted, and she would do whatever she had to go to get it. Hence the arching against him, into him, her body seeking out his shaft, wanting to become one with him, tp pull that stiff throbbing manhood inside her till they couldn’t remember where one started and the other ended. She shivered at that growl, a soft purr of her own would melt into his, blending into it, softening that gloriously hot growl of his. She swore one of the biggest regrets of this world was the lack of recording devises because she would kill for a camcorder right now, knowing Ace would probably love watching these moments with her at a later date. She could feel his breath along the delicate shell of her ear, making her shiver harder as she naturally leaned into the sound, savoring that deep huskiness his voice had taken on. His words made her moan, the hairs on the back of her neck prickling as she felt that thrill snake down her spine like an electric bolt. Good lord, if he wanted her to beg she would do it, oh how she would promise him everything on a silver platter right now if that was what he wanted, she was so mad for him. At the same time though she knew if she gave in, he would win, and she wanted at least a stale mate or something this time around, a chance to pay him back hand for hand. She sucked in as deep a breath as she count manage, her voice quavering, shaking, heavy with the weight of lust in it.*”Why…should I say please… when… We both know…. You enjoy it just as…much as I do… You might be driving….me mad by making me wait…. But…You’re no more immune to it than I am… You want it…as bad as I do…’*When those teeth suddenly latched onto her earlobe she arched suddenly, slamming that perfect ass into his groin as she gasped, a soft curse spilling from her lips. Those words had her biting those already poor, abused lips, opening that cut all over again before it had completely healed. Those nails of hers gripped into the fabric covering his ass even harder as her legs began to tremble softly, her toes curling into that thick plush fabric.*”Jesus Christ… YES! Yes I want it! “*She was nearly gnashing her teeth at the torment he was heaping on her, a whole new level of hell with those words. When he stepped away, her grip was losing its purchase as she wouldn’t force him, but the separation made her whimper, almost crying because she seriously thought he was going to stop it right there and leave her in such a messed up mental state that she didn’t think she would get back to normal any time soon. She felt his hand along her back, guiding her, posing her as he wanted her. She didn’t resist, she knew what ever it was, it would either be heaven or hell but she was along for the ride come high water. Her hands reached out, sliding along that smooth sill to grip at the ledge as she was completely bent and utterly exposed, long blond curls falling to the side over her shoulder as they caught the light of the setting sun. Her fingers released their grip at his sides though she was very reluctant to do so because it seriously made her wonder if he really was going to walk away from her and leave her in a mess. He had done it before to her and it had made her edgier than a wet cat for hours before she had calmed down enough to not feel like she was going to crawl out of her own skin. At his words she could only press her head against the glass, a low whimper passing her lips as she shook her head.*”Noooooooooo…”*She would press her thighs against one another, trying to ease that fire that was burning out of control there, her nails digging into the wood all over again as she whimpered softly in the back of her throat. Oh he was being evil, so damn evil! She was going to get him for this oh sweet merciful god yes! She knew what she was going to do too, and she was going to ensure he was paid back, pound for pound, second for second of this. When he finally touched her again she sagged softly in relief , her body shivering under that touch of his, each muscle delicately dancing under those caresses as ever fiber of her responded to those touches. That sudden thrust against her made her buck hard, her knees going weak as they shook, almost dropping her to the ground if his hands wouldn’t have held her up. Hell, that alone had almost made her cum again she was so desperately on edge at this point. His words were stronger than alcohol and she was becoming quite drunk on them, her eyes sliding closed as she listened to that voice drug her senses, his hands teasing along her skin. She wanted him so badly it was causing her to bite her lips often, worrying that abused flesh quite a bit. When his fingers slid down to grab her ass she arched into it, her back dipping as she gave up those rounded curves to his exploration… Then that slap! A startled cry was ripped from her throat, her back arching fiercely as her fingers dented the wood in her grip. Sweet jesus!*”HOLYFUCK!”*That creamy asscheek welted up instantly, fiery hot and holding that perfect imprint of his hand in bright red against the paleness of her skin. Tears had sprung to her eyes, that had bloody hurt but it wasn’t exactly a bad pain… It stung, even that light caress of his hand over that welted flesh made her clench, her muscles bunching and releasing, unsure if it was pleasure or pain in those moments.

(22:40:41 )
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§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§
§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§
§Anywhere I would've Followed You§
§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§
≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠
”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: The oddest thing was that she realized she Liked It…. A lot… That sudden sting and pain had made her all too aware of all the other parts of her that were sweetly wet and willing, her sensitive clit felt the jolt almost like an aftershock that made her groan. When he slid his hands closer to her core she stood on her toes, wanting to give him easier access, her legs parting just slightly, enough for those fingers. When he dipped one inside her, filling up her tight little space she groaned softly, a breathless coo of pleasure. She almost said please at his words though, oh she was so close! The only thing keeping her from doing it was that thin delicate little thread of will that was holding her back from doing it, even if it was punishing her for it. Hell, she might even hand herself on that damn thread if he didn’t love her soon. Then that finger was gone and she groaned, her hand slapping down on the sill in her anger. Jesus if he did that ONE more time she was going to lose her damn mind! She had turned her head to glare at him for tormenting her, but when she saw what he was doing her jaw slipped a bit, parting her lips in a silent O. Oh God, please GOD let those damn pants fall for the love of all things holy! She had to grip the sill with a death hold to keep from turning around and dropping them herself, but when they fell… Oh what a sight…. She had never seen him in the light… Not like this… The shower, the bedroom that fateful night… It had always been in dim, soft lights, but this was day… and he was glorious… Her eyes were riveted on that cock she had touched, had felt inside her, but never really got a good look at and she had to admit that it left nothing to want… A purely female smile of satisfaction crossed her lips before she looked up into his eyes, the appreciation of all she was seeing clear as crystal in those golden green eyes. He was absolutely beautiful, flawless, a God among mortals… Everything about him was perfect and she loved it, all of it. When he moved her hand to have her touch herself, his hand behind her own, fingers slipped between her own as his fingers pressed atop her clit. Oh it was such a naughty but intimate action that, something she had never felt before and it was a world of difference between anything she had ever known. When he told her to remain still she did, her fingers parting, holding those lips open for who knew what, but she was sure she wouldn’t have to wait long. Hell, with those words she wasn’t going to beg him just to see what he was going to do to her, and how long she would be able to stand his next onslaught. When he moved to part her legs, to spread her thighs, she did as much as he asked her to, parting them wide as her fingers kept her open, revealing that pretty pink core. She groaned in pleasure when she felt the bare heat of his skin against hers, shivering and bucking against him when he rested that thick cock in the crest of her ass. Then he slid it lower and she nearly crawled out of her skin as he slowly tormented her with where he might thrust that spear. When he got close to her core she tensed, waiting, expecting to feel him thrust home but when he didn’t, when he swore, she cried out her vexation. That cry of rage shifted quickly when he ran his cock against her clit, thrusting along her sweet slick lips, each thrust another caress on that abused pearl. She moved with his rhythm, arching against him as she felt the head of his cock tease along her fingers, making the abuse that much stronger with the tightness of her separated lips. Each thrust ripped a sweet, small cry of pleasure from her lips before she couldn’t take the abuse any more. The harder he slammed along her, the sounds in the air, his breathing, the sounds he was ripping from the both of them with those ministrations… She was going to have a huge orgasm very shortly, she knew from the pressure she had inside her that she was going to fly apart when she came and she didn’t want it to happen without him buried to his balls inside her. She broke down, sobbing softly, her cheek pressed into the glass.*”Ace please!...Pretty, pretty please oh my God I can’t take this…. I can’t… Please-please-please!!”*She hadn’t heard him cave in, giving into his desire, she had only heard her own voice and the sounds of his hips thrusting against her ass. She thought he was simply giving her what she was craving since he had what he had wanted to hear. She felt his hands over hers, releasing her hold on her slit, moving to the sill to grip at it. Good God the boys next door would be having a show! As soon as he had thrust into her she arched viciously, her breasts thrust out, shaking and bouncing with those thrusts of his. Oh there was nothing sweet about this at ALL. This was right down to human nature this, each thrust a violent invasion of her slick tight cunny, pushing her so hard she couldn’t restrain herself. Fuck the neighbors, she wasn’t going to swallow down her cries. Each thrust had her crying out her pleasure, sweet little screams and moans, growing louder the longer he fucked her, each thrust building her own personal volume.*”Fuck!-Fuck!-Fuck! Oh my GOD YES! Fuck me just like that Ace, just like that ohmigod Ace! Oh-oh-oh yes baby yes!!”*She was shaking so hard now, her whole body breaking out in goose bumps, slick and a dewy sweat that made her seem like she was some lightly oiled up fuck goddess. She felt that core begin to crack, knowing she was going to come and viciously hard. She took that hand he had placed on her hip and moved it up to her breast, curling her fingers over his, telling him without words what she wanted, a good hard grip on her tit. When he did as she was begging him to do, she lost it. His name was a musical cry on her lips, sweet and high as she came, her legs locking as she arched violently against him as she shook violently, spasming against him as she felt the whole world slip away. She tried to pull away, those thrust inside her while she was cumming so hard she had felt her heart stop more than once, her lungs empty, unable to fill with air her body was clenching so tightly. If Ace wasn’t careful she would push him out with how tight she was becoming, like a silken vice around his cock. If he pushed through though, the sensations would be out of this would, completely mind blowing and something he wouldn’t ever forget. She was crying out his name softly, whimpering, kitten like mewls as she tried to come back down from her high but she found she couldn’t. Each of those thrusts of his just extended that orgasm, causing her core to flex around him constantly, one long, drawn out pleasure ridden ride.*”Ace please…oh god please cum for me… I can’t take it… I can’t… stop cumming! Please… I…I can’t…ohmygod…”




...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

: ..she was being downright cheeky with him, he could see it.. he could hear it even in her breathless tone.. and it would be something he would torment her with at a later date.. if he had the capacity to remember much.. though with the amount of fog that had settled there in his brain he was beginning to think.. perhaps it wouldn’t be at the forefront of his mind.. just like she had missed his failing.. he had missed her begging.. it was amusing really if you thought about it further.. each of them simply figured the other was giving in for them.. he had dove that rigid hard cock deeply within her.. there was no soft.. smooth loving entrance.. he wasn’t slow about it.. or gentle.. he just thrust so deeply.. so quickly and with such a ferocity it was really all quite animalistic.. her muscles squeezed his length as he stretched her further.. his hips colliding harshly with the softness of her ass.. making her well rounded breasts bounce.. causing her head to meet the glass.. he groaned.. his head rocking backward.. his lips parting widely ..the sheer pleasure of such an act shouldn’t have been possible..at this point.. with all the tormenting.. with all the teasing he had committed upon himself he was really unable to control his actions.. the pressure within him was peaking.. the fire down in his belly was burning unbelievably brightly.. and in turn his actions were brutal upon her petite frame.. the sounds of their skin slapping together surrounded the room.. their cries met..neither having the true ability to remain quiet or at even attempt to lower their voices.. her pitch was high.. sweet..his was so dark.. so deeply.. that usual pitchy tone was gone..his hold upon her hair tightened.. forcing her body to arch ..his free hand remained there upon her hip.. fingers curled in so very tightly.. brusing the creamy white flesh in the process.. his teeth were permanently fused together by this point.. only allowing him to hiss.. to breathe roughly through them.. his body bucked against hers.. meeting every movement she made against him.. he felt her core temperature shift.. he felt those muscles flexing.. twisting deeply within her.. telling him all he so needed to know.. all he desired.. she was about to ride that climax and he wasn’t about to stop anytime soon.. regardless of her pleasing.. and when she asked of him to cum for her.. when she begged he responded by slapping his free hand against her already red raw ass cheek.. letting her body try and cope with that little gem, the pleasures of an orgasm..coupled with the white hot pain of that spaning.. - .. You’re going to learn to take it.. .. he growled .. continuing to thrust deeper.. harder.. not letting up on the speed and rhythm he had managed to build.. he was easily burning through a great deal of energy doing this.. but he couldn’t have cared an ounce..snapping his eyes closed.. clenching them tightly as she did in fact ride out that intense pleasure.. its after effects were nearly making him buckle. - .. So fucking tight.. .. he groaned.. his back arching as he released her hair and then grabbed both sides of her hips to hold.. to keep from drawing out of her..to keep from withdrawing as it was clearly the last thing he wanted.. he was holding back.. nearly piercing down into his lower lip in the process.. he wouldn’t cum.. not just yet.. though it would have been incredibly easy to simply let go.. to just release and pump her full of it.. .. Oh no.. no no no little missy.. .. he called out to her.. his words separated everytime he had to take another breath.. which was becoming quite often the longer he held back.. he then thrust So deeply into her.. slapping his hips down hard against her ass.. harder than before as if urging to get those few last couple of inches just that little bit further into her.. - You will take it.. you will take all of it until I am done with you.. .. without warning he withdrew from her.. hissing as he was finally released.. he was aching by this stage.. for the release that was just begging to come.. he reached across and grabbed a handful of her ass.. raking his nails across the opposite side.. the one that wasn’t quite so red and angry before he guided her to turn.. to face him instead of the window.. his eyes lifted to capture those emerald orbs.. to lock onto them.. to hold that gaze.. the tip of his tongue slid across his lower lip.. only just now noticing that she had indeed tore into hers once more.. he closed the gap quickly.. fearing she would buckle if she was made to stand much longer. Her knees were already quivering and he hadn’t done a thing to her.. merely fucking her with that gaze.. his hands came down upon her hips.. if she went to talk his fingers would rise to press then against her lips.. shushing her.. he’d reach around to once more grab a hold upon her ass.. - .. as much as I do so adore the sight of this.. .. he’d give that ass a good squeeze..- ..



(23:52:22 )

...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

: >.. especially how it looks when you are being pummelled from behind.. .. he clucked his tongue.. reaching with his hand then to trace a finger down along her cheek..- .. this is what I want to see.. I want to see your face .. your eyes.. your lips.. your mouth as you’re being fucked.... his breath was so hot as he leant in to capture her split lower lip.. suckling it between his before he’d release it- .. I want to see those lips part as you make those fucking adorable noises.. .. his hand would once more fall to her ass.. before he’d lift her up.. urging her to wrap those long perfectly shaped legs around him.. he wouldn’t torment her.. he wouldn’t tease her or torture her.. the moment her legs parted he would dive right into her.. this time that little bit deeper.. stretching her once more whilst his eyes just stared at her.. his lips having long since parted.. he hissed out a breath in response.. - .. fuck you feel good.. .. he’d groan.. .. You have No idea.. none at all.. .. he exhaled a rather shattered breath.. he was taking the young lads view away for the moment as he took a step to the side.. planting her firmly back against the wall.. there was no escape.. no where for her to go.. his forehead pressed to hers as he remained within her.. their bodies fused together.. .. hold on beautiful.. .. he growled.. before his lips would crush down upon hers.. claiming them at full force whilst he hammered into her.. the house groaned against the force.. the ornaments on near by shelving began to tinker together before they would inevitably fall.. his tongue explored the inside of her heated mouth properly this time.. suckling upon hers.. drawing it into his.. hip to hip.. thighs to thighs.. god the feeling of her breasts crushed against his chest.. the way they moved and bounced.. the feeling of her legs wrapped so tightly around his hips. Her heels banging back against his rather well toned ass.. his heart was screaming.. seizing there within his chest..- .. Fuck Trin.. . he cried out.. tearing away from the kiss.. though his forehead remained pressed to hers.. he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.. as much as he desired for this to go on.. and on.. and On .. he knew his body was about to fail him and take what it had been eagerly waiting for.. for well.. the past hour or so.. he shuddered.. his breath came out ragged and in short gasps.. she’d be able to feel that pulsing.. the length of his cock just vibrating deeply within her before his body would stiffen.. the muscles in his arms.. in his legs flexing.. his eyes clenched closed and he reached that peak.. the climax rippling through him..pumping her full of that white hot fluid.. loads and loads of it.. his thrusting slowed though did not stop as his body urged him to make sure she was well and truly full.. his head fell to her shoulder.. he was gasping for breath.. -


‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh she had to be cheeky about it though, he was so masterful of her, so consuming that if she didn’t give him a little lip he would think he could walk all over her… Though if she were completely honest with herself, he could already get away with murder with her. There was a list a mile long of what she would do for him if he just asked it, if only because of the fact that he was Ace. Love aside, even if she removed her emotions from it, she would still want to do things for him. He was just that compelling, but when you added in the fact she loved him with every atom of her being, well, it definitely gave him a certain power over her. He would always win with her because of this, always top her because she had chosen long ago that she would be his entirely…. It was indeed amusing that they each caved into each other within a mere second of words being spoken, neither of them able to hold back anymore at that point. She had given in because she simply couldn’t take the torture anymore, she felt like she was going to simply die if he didn’t sink into her and if he wanted her to beg, than she had. When Ace set about to doing something, he always did it, and did it well. She could be tenacious, plucky, and stubborn even, but with Ace even he broken her down after a time no matter how hard she fought against him. Like the sea always bends to the moon, she was always at his mercy, rising and falling for him, with him. When he had entered her it had been quite the shock, no sort of warm up or gentle introduction but a full on invasion. It hadn’t hurt though, far from it. There had been a sudden jolt of almost pain when he entered her, she was super tight by nature and all the teasing hadn’t helped the fact at all. Add to the equation that Ace had a nice thick shaft had only made it that much stronger, that much more of a shock when he stretched her to accommodate him so suddenly. Even more was the fact that he went straight to the hilt right off the back, causing her to cry out in pleasure, to arch her back once more. She could feel that cooling glass against her firey hot skin, cooling her flushed cheeks, her breath fanning out over it and causing a little batch of fog there. She felt so hot, the heat from Ace, the sun, her own lust had her feeling like she was going to burn into a cinder. The only thing that held her together was the same thing that was tearing her apart, pushing her towards a vicious high that would scar her for life and change her idea of pleasure and sex forever. Ace was being as vocal as she was and that only made it so much worse because she found the sound of his pleasure to be more addictive than the opium he smoked. Some couples voices never really synced up, but her and Ace… they formed a melody all their own, a heady blend of darkness and light was the best way should place it. She felt those fingers in her hair tighten, causing her to draw up even harder, her back arching so tightly it was damn near feline, ever muscle, every sinew stretched to the point that she was nearly aching from the strain. She could feel his fingers digging into her skin, bruising that creamy perfection, adding another dose of pain to the pleasure that just made those heady sensations hit that much harder, that much sharper. She was seriously beginning to wonder if she would survive this intact, it was all too damn good, too perfect, a primal joining that went beyond flesh and bone to something deeper, more poignant. Then she had shattered, came so hard she had nearly blacked out entirely, only that savage fucking keeping her from dipping into the void entirely. Yet at the same time, it was that brutal thrusting of his cock so deep inside her that was keeping her from being able to come down from that orgasm, keeping her constantly high, pushing her harder and harder. It was almost painful, so close to being a hellish agony with her cumming coming in waves, one right after the other, overlapping and drowning her. She was begging for him to find his release because she honestly didn’t think she would hold out much longer, that blackness was coming so close to consuming her, her legs shaking so hard that she was struggling to stay upright. That sudden slap on her ass was unfair, oh so cruel because it didn’t hurt or help her come back down, oh no… It made it worse! It made her cum all over again, made her scream in wordless, mind numbing pleasure, her knees giving in, colliding with that windowsill, the only think keeping her from buckling as she all but melted. His words weren’t exactly a damper either, if anything they shifted the flames inside her from a regular blaze to the jade green inferno of alchemist’s flames. She was so beyond words right now, every shriek, every scream, every moan, sigh, and cry of pleasure was simply reaction. She wanted to tell him what he was doing to her, how he was making her feel, the way he was making her body react and respond. It was like he was remaking her, tearing up her foundation and laying down something new, something of his own making, a mix if her and him, better than before. She felt alive more than ever before but at the same time she could have sworn that he was killing her, that she was going to simply die, her heart giving up from all the starting and stopping it was doing. She felt that last slap to her ass, those nails raking over her skin before he suddenly pulled out from her.



(01:24:42 )

‡Ţŗĭņįţŷ‡



§Say Something, I'm Giving Up On You§

§I'm Sorry I Couldn't Get To You§

§Anywhere I would've Followed You§

§Say Something I'm Giving Up To You§

≠Self Sustaining AI Chassis≠

”Say Something I'm Giving Up On You”

says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: Without him behind her she sagged down, her legs unable to support her, only the windowsill and the glass itself kept her from collapsing. Oh how she wanted to just melt into the floor, she had butter for bones and no muscle to speak of, she was so utterly consumed, burned alive by the flames they wrought within one another. When he turned her, she did go, but it took her longer than normal, her body struggling to respond to her commands. She was lost, unsure as to what he was planning. Did he want her to go down on him perhaps? She wouldn’t object to it, knowing that he would taste like heaven itself and it would give her poor abused pussy a chance to stop cumming in that constant stream that was soaking her thighs down to her knees almost. She leaned into his hands on her hips, swaying towards him, wanting his support, needing it really. She wanted to ask what he desired of her, but she couldn’t talk, her mouth was dry from her cries of pleasure, the heavy panting. She went to try to say something to him, but as soon as her lips went to move his fingers were pressed against her lips. Her hand would rise, to gently stroke his wrist as she kissed those fingers lightly, little bloodied patterns against his skin from her torn bottom lip that had taken a good beating. She smiled against his fingers when he talked about how he hand enjoyed the view, sure he had since her ass had a nice mix of firmness with just the right amount of jiggle it was probably one of the better asses he had seen if not the best. She was still so weak though, so utterly spent from his loving that she couldn’t really think of a damn thing other than what she was feeling in those very seconds, each one spanning what seemed like eternity in her mind, savoring every single moment of it. That hand on her cheek was pure and utter heaven, her petit little frame still shaking, shivering as her body finally began to come down, to get that break she so desperately needed if she wanted to stay conscious. If he had continued for a minute longer she would have blacked out and gone completely lax in his arms, no more than a puppet without the strings. Her ass stung so bad though, even those gentle touches of his set her hot skin stinging. When he lifted her up though, she knew what he needed and wrapped her legs about him once more. Gone was the grip she usually had, she couldn’t do more than simply rest in his arms, her legs locked loosely at the ankles behind his back. She hadn’t expected him to enter her so soon though, nor so suddenly and she reached in to bite down viciously on that shoulder of his, right above a tendon, sharp little canines breaking the skin just enough for a few beads of blood to well up, mixing with her own as her arms wrapped around his neck, nails digging into his back like a cats claws. She felt that back against her wall, causing her to release that bite of hers, her head resting against it as he rested his fore head against her own, her core fluttering so teasingly, enticingly around his already abused cock. He had stilled for her though, gave her just the right amount of time to settle herself so that they would both know nothing but pleasure in the act as it continued. At least she didn’t have to worry about supporting herself, her light frame was easily held up in his arms and the wall at her back. Because of that rest she was able to gain a bit more…stability, wrapping her thighs tighter about him, pulling in him, deeper, closer to her very core. She looked up into his eyes before his lips descended onto hers, claiming them, mastering them as he was her body. This position, the angle had her spread wide about him, her clit pressed close against his flesh and the harder he fucked her, the more often that clit was getting hit, stimulated, worked. She cried out against his lips, each thrust pushing her deeper into that wall, shaking the pictures in their frames and knocking over one or two of the figurines on the shelves. A few more strokes had her over the edge in a moment, arching her in such a way that he could thrust even deeper than before, her tight little core gripping him fiercely as she sobbed from the over working of it all, tears sliding down her cheeks as she broke down and simply gave herself up to it all, to him entirely. She wasn’t sure if he would see it for what it was, recognize it as her full and complete submission to him, heart and soul. When he ripped his lips from hers, swearing for her, for what he was feeling as he buried himself so deeply inside her over and over again to the point that she was sure they had forgotten who was giving or receiving at this point. She held onto him tighter still, her body clinging to his so sweetly, those eyes of hers revealing everything to him as she watched the passion mount in his face. She could tell from the way he was growing tenser by the moment, the inability to catch his breath that he was close to finding his own release at last. She had never seen anyone last as long as he could, he punished himself, holding back his own release to show his dominance over others, or at least over hers. He tortured her, broke her, reduced her to nothing more than a being of pure light that could only experience the sensations of pleasure wrought by his will alone. He owned her so completely and he might never know it… When he came in her, she couldn’t not feel every arc of it as he coated her from the inside out, flooding her with a months worth of built up lust. She was stunned by the amount in a way, she had never known anyone to unload like he could, filling her past the brim to the point that despite how tightly they were fitted together, bits of it were seeping out to slide down the curve of her ass to drop to the floor. She rocked for him, helped him, urged him on to a fantastic, heady release. As he slowed, she too slowed, wanting to make it as good for him as he had for her, but knowing she might never be able to do that… She could feel the heat from him, his forehead on her shoulder and feeling that sweat soaked hair cling to her skin like a lovers embrace. She would lean her head down just so, kissing his temple before running her fingers through his hair, pushing it off of his forehead where she knew it bothered him. She pressed a kiss to his ear shortly afterwards before whispering to him, her cheek against his temple.*”I love you Ace…”



...Black Hearted Beast..



Ace

..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..

says to ‡Ţŗĭņ: .. he felt her fingers sliding back through his sweat laiden locks.. those curls sticking to his forehead were easily slid back into place.. her lips upon his ear were met with a quiet murmur.. he’d be lucky to be able to strum two words together at this stage.. he had pushed himself.. he did however manage to leave a faint soft kiss to the delicate curve of her shoulder.. he heard her words.. her profession of love for him.. is struck him quite deeply.. if he was to be completely honest with himself.. it did.. he wouldn’t however respond.. he couldn’t.. not right now.. and he wouldn’t say something like that to her.. simply to give her what she wanted.. he knew she would be more than angry with him if he even entertained that thought.. she only ever wanted true honesty from him.. so at this moment.. he gave her nothing.. his balance suddenly shifted.. his knees buckled a little and he groaned.. drawing in a deeper breath as he slowly withdrew from her.. that was almost excruciating really.. he was so comfortable there.. their bodies fused together.. closer than they could ever be.. he did however not want to hurt her and he he remained in that position he knew his legs would fail.. he didn’t put her down however.. he turned her a little.. so as her back was cradled against one arm.. her legs bent over the other.. she could rest her head against his shoulder.. or chest if she so desired.. a soft kiss pressed to the side of her head.. he’d turn.. going to make his way out of the room.. if any of the neighbours wives were peeping they’d get quite a view of his ass as he walked out of that sunroom.. his hold upon her strong.. even in his weakened state ..through the kitchen he would move.. down into the darkened hallway.. the sun was setting as he moved.. flooding the house with that soft orange glow.. it would take him a little longer than normal but he would get up those stairs with her.. he wouldn’t stop near his room.. it still smelt of medicine.. of plaster and blood.. to her room he would continue.. bumping the door open.. slipping silently within.. he’d approach her bed.. laying her down upon it.. her head atop one of the soft pillows.. a finger would reach to move a few golden locks away from her cheeks.. before he’d tap the end of her nose.. he’d turn from her then.. moving across to draw those drapes to a close.. the room soon darkened.. the only light coming from the hall with the door slightly adjar.. she’d be able to see his silhouette as he moved about the bed.. to the opposite side where he would soon settle within.. coming up behind her.. curling into her.. moulding with that supple soft frame of hers.. his arm snaking about her middle.. a palm resting atop her stomach.. - .. just beautiful.. .. he’d utter softly.. close to her ear there.. he couldn’t last much longer than this.. his lids growing heavier.. half closing.. before sliding over completely.. concealing his grey gaze.. his breathing sounding a lot more.. regulated.. his heart settling into something more.. routine.. he wouldn’t move from that position though.. he simply desired to be close to her.. having been confined to his own bed for so long.. this.. this was just precious-

[BadInfluence]

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: *The night of the 25 year anniversary would be happening in a few hours, and she had spent the last week getting everything together for the performance she had in mind. It would be something that had never been done before, a grand show to commemorate the anniversary of the Nightingale. Because many of the things she wanted were extra and a bit costly, she had even poured some of her own gold into it for the simple fact that she felt it was entirely worth it. She had a certain idea, an image she wanted to represent, to portray on that state tonight. She had a special dress made for it even, a beautiful thing that had a few special extras added to it that would come into play as the night wore on. She was honestly excited for tonight, she could feel her palms getting sweaty just thinking about it. It was such a funny mix, part nerves and part joy, all combined into one big emotional mess inside her. Ace had calmed her a bit though, the day before, the events that had transpired… It had soothed her nerves, Ace was well and hopefully he would keep his word and come to the show tonight… He had said he would though and she had no reason to doubt that he would. She wondered what he would say at the end of it, how he would react when he saw how it all progressed on that stage tonight. She had left a few hours ago, taking the little pantheon they had with the sleek black stallion that pulled it. She had left a note for Ace, telling him that the show was tonight, what time it was, as well as his ticket for the table she had reserved for him at the front, in the shadows but still close to the stage. She had packed up her dress, brushes, combs and pins as well as her makeup and jewelry. It took a bit to navigate through town, many people from surrounding villages and cities had come in for the night to see the show and it was causing a good bit of congestion traffic wise. She had to navigate a bit sharply from time to time, slipping that sleek little cart of theirs between larger conveyances and the mills of people who were walking. She got there with about an hour before the show started, greeting the people who she had hired for the show, going over some of the finer points that they had questions about. The magician was there as well, and she went over what she wanted with him again, correcting a few little things so that all would be in perfection. After that was done she went to the green room behind the stage to get ready, taking her bags and boxes with her as she did so. The girls who had usually teased and tormented her were becoming a bit nicer now, though there had been something of a shit storm when it had been found that she was going to be singing the lead. She had the talent, she really did, but she was still new and it had ticked off many of the older girls that they had been passed over. When they saw that she was putting her own money into it, as well as including many of the others into it with her, they had stopped complaining as much. Many of them had been given special outfits for tonight to wear at the show and were back there behind the stage with her right now as they also prepared for the performance. One of them had even offered to help her with her hair while she put on her make up. She had never really worn make up though she knew how to, it just wasn’t something she used. She preferred to just go about as she was, no need for all the powders and kohl and such. Tonight though she needed to stand out among all the other girls and performers, to be the main focus as she stood on that stage. She was glad she was so early on in the pregnancy right now, she could still get away with seeming perfectly unchanged. Of course, there were the rumors, people still talked about it and there was no denying the fact she was, as they called it, shacked up with Ace. Living with a man, unmarried, and possibly pregnant, lord did she ever give them a lot to talk about even if their own reputations were far from sterling. She didn’t look pregnant though, she had simply rounded out a bit, a little fuller about her waist and a bit fuller in the breasts. All of that could be attributed to the fact they all saw her eating pretty regularly now. She looked better in a way, that fullness she was putting on was going to all the right places that was for sure. She began to line her eyes with that kohl, creating a clean crisp line that winged out at the ends, darkening her lashes so their length could easily be seen, making her eyes appear even wider, more open and making those green eyes pop. A bit of gloss on her lips brought out their natural full pinkness, and just a shade of peach colored blush to bring out her cheekbones and her makeup was done. Her hair had been piled up on her head, swooped back loosely while strands of that curly golden hair spilled down to frame her face and fall across her collar bones. Her hair had been parted on the side, causing a soft falling of her hair over one side before they were all pinned up at the back of her head. It was loose and dreamy, framing her delicate heart shaped face and slender jaw while still showing off her natural curls and blonde colored glory. A single white magnolia blossom was pinned up in her hair, the perfume mixing well with her own natural scent and framing her face and hair beautifully. Whoever had done her hair really knew what she was doing, it was gorgeous and well beyond her ability to do herself. All that was left was changing into her dress, something she was looking forward to trying on. She hadn’t gotten to wear it yet, she had been fitted for it last week and it had taken several seamstresses to finish it up in time for the show. It was good for their business to have something they made on such a display though, it would bring in a good bit of clientele for them and their stores. She had just had the dress delivered this morning before breakfast and she hadn’t had a chance to open the box, let alone look at what ever had been created for her to wear. She had a set of enchantments put on it for the show, something to play in with everything that would be going on. Her fingers were itching as she pulled the end of the string, undoing the bow that held the ties to keep the box closed. When that was off and she removed the lid, she could only gasp at what she saw in there. It was a sweet heart neckline, off the shoulder dress… There was such a fragile golden embroidery about the neckline that her fingers reached out to touch it before she realized what the fabric was and held back. It was such a high gloss satin she knew the fabric alone was worth it’s weight in silver. A single touch from her bare hands would leave a mark on that superfine fabric.

(01:51:57 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: A bit of looking around found her a set of matching satin gloves that were wrapped in tissue paper. She would have to power her arms to get them on without stretching them, sending her in search of her powers once more. A few quick applications of a large fluffy applicator pad had her arms softly powdered and ready for those gloves that she slid one, one at a time, taking care with each finger. To say something fit like a glove was no joke, if she weighed even a pound more those gloves of hers wouldn’t be able to fit anymore. She returned to the dress then, finally able to run her fingers over that lustrous fabric. Good Google, people in her time could only dream about something as rich and decadent as this and the cost of obtaining it would be outrageously high. Only the highest bidders and the wealthiest would be able to afford something like this and it would be a rare occasion anyone would ever get to use it. She sighed softly, dreamily running her hand over the bodice. It had a build in corset she could feel beneath her fingers, invisible somehow under that thin fabric. Well… That had been unexpected but then again, looking at the style of the dress, if she didn’t have one in it, it wouldn’t stay up on her. She resigned herself to it, just glad she was still early enough in her pregnancy that wearing one wouldn’t hurt her or the babies. She shimmied out of the shift she had been wearing, the brazier went next till all she had on was a pair of knickers. She then took the dress out entirely and saw that she had been completely misled about what the rest of it would look like. Her jaw fell open as she looked at it in wonder… It looked like something an angel would wear… From tit to hip it was skin tight till it suddenly flared out, shifting from satin to lace in one solid piece. She gave it a closer look, seeing that each little hole in the satin that turned to lace had been cut out and stitched by hand. The lower it went, she found various sized crystals had been sewn to the fabric as well, looking like stars glittering there on the fabric. Good fucking Google, the women had more than outdone themselves, this was a work of art! She felt outrageously spoiled and pampered as she stepped into the dress and began to pull it up her delicate form. The corset took a bit of work at the back to ensure it was all properly laced and tightened, but she got it done alright. The corset made her small waist look even tinier, the shape of the dress highlighting just how long her legs were while keeping them hidden beneath all that satin and tulle fluff. Her delicate shoulders and neck were left bare, the only adornment was a length of satin ribbon she tied about her neck with a pearl and diamond brooch set off to the side, drawing attention to the delicate length and lines of that neck. She turned her head then to look into the mirror there at her little stand and wanted to cry. The only thing that saved her was the fact that it would ruin her makeup and stain that lovely, God sent dress. Angels had to have worked on it, surely, it was too beautiful, too perfect to be made by the hands of mere mortals. There, standing in the mirror, looking into her own green eyes, she couldn’t not admire herself. She looked heavenly, innocent, pure… She had never thought she was beautiful, not in a single moment of a day of her life… But tonight… She was stunning… She would turn every head in that lobby, not a single person would be able to take their eyes off of her… she spared a thought, wondering to herself with a little smile on those pretty pink lips of hers… What would Ace think when he saw her? Would he understand her song? She wouldn’t know until after, and even then, only if he talked to her about it. She knew he liked to be more in the shadows, to observe rather than be observed and as such she wouldn’t be able to watch his face as she performed. In all honesty, she wouldn’t be able to focus on much of anyone on the floor, not with everything that would be happening on stage. Thinking of that though, she was caught by someone waving at her from the door, giving the five minute curtain call. They would all be getting ready on the stage, everyone taking their places, striking their opening poses and such. She started towards the stage then, to take her place in the middle of the floor there, surrounded by the men and women who would be performing with her. She soon saw the lights start to change, to dim down as the curtain began to rise. All would be silent on that stage, the entire theatre was hushed as they waited for it to begin. Slowly the lights would begin to brighten as something that seemed like small white flower petals began to fall from the air. There on the stage was 8 different couples, all in court dress, the men dressed in black and gold uniforms and cutting quite the sharp figure while the women all wore shades of matching bland and gold, adorned with jewels, feathers, and pearls. There in the center she stood, hidden from the crowd as she couples were standing in a close circle about her. It was then that the musicians would start, the drummers and someone on a guitar and another on the base. Slowly the sound of a piano would come in and then she began to sing. Her voice rang out above those instruments, blending into them, making the harmony of the melody while somehow seeming to make it all fade into the background. The couples split up then, stepping back to bow and curtsy to one another before they would begin to waltz about the floor in a stylized fashion, the movements sharper, faster than the traditional style, sending skirts flaring and gold braid swinging. The stood out there in the center, a single light cast down on her, making her dress glitter like thousands of stars.

(01:52:12 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: Her fingertips were pressed lightly to her jaw as she started her song, soft and smooth, melodious but not quite singing, not just yet.*”Oh no, did I get too close? Oh, did I almost see what's really on the inside?”*Her hands would leave her jaw to slowly stretch out to the crowd, reaching out almost in question as she continued, her voice changing, still soft and sweet but more melodious as she began to slip into the song.* “All your insecurities…. All the dirty laundry… Never made me blink one time!....”*Her hands would move in then, pressing over her low cut dress to rest over her heart as that soft melody suddenly turned into a heart wrenching ballad, all her emotions, all her strength poured into that flexible voice of hers. This performance was something like her first night here, when her heart was on her sleeve, her emotions laid bare in that angelic voice of hers, wrenching emotions from others that they didn’t wish to admit were there. Her arms were suddenly spread wide as her head tipped back, those white petals falling on her skin, her hair, her cheeks as she sang.*”Unconditional!... Unconditionally! I will love you-Unconditionally. There is no fear now!... Let go and just be free… I will love you unconditionally!...”*Her arms would come close again, wrapping around her shoulders as she looked to the side, those couples dancing, swaying, dipping, adding to the elements of her song and the stage. She would slowly look out over the crowd again before turning to look in Ace’s direction, where he would be sitting if he had come. Her voice was softer again, almost plaintive, beseeching, a lover calling out to the one their heart yearns for.*”Come just as you are to me…. Don't need apologies! Know that you are worthy…I'll take your bad days with your good! Walk through the storm I would…” *Her voice suddenly changed in that moment of silence, growing in strength as she once more pushed out that ballad, her upper body bending slightly as her arms bent and pulled in at the sides, her opened hands closing into fists as she her voice hit with pure power and emotion, enough to make people break out in goose bumps, steal their breath, shock them with the magic of her voice.* “I do it all because I love you!.. I Love You!!*there was a short pause, catching her breath. She would look into the crowd again, and then the enchantment on the dress started. Soft little fairy like lights began to dance around her, taking their glow from the gems of her dress, floating up and about her as they bobbed and floated in time with the music. They began to change then, floating up to rest behind her shoulders, casting a golden halo behind her. Once more that voice rang out strong and true, her eyes welling with unshed tears as she couldn’t help but be moved with the music she was singing, just as the crowd was.* “Unconditional!... Unconditionally!! I will love you unconditionally… There is no fear now!...Let go and just be free!...I will love You,… Unconditionally!”*She suddenly threw her arms out, a brilliant smile on her lips. The lights behind her solidified then, turning into a set of angel wings, slowly beginning to move, to pulse with the music as they beat back and forth. The petals suddenly became glowing points of light like glitter, flashing and winking as they fell, adding to the enchanting play before them. The couples had shifted, their dances becoming unique to each one of them, caresses more intimate, hands cupping cheeks, lips almost touching, soft smiles as they seemed to suddenly give in and loose the fear, embracing each other as they danced about her in that circle. She too had lost herself to that music, her shoulders rolling forward as her knees dipped softly, her little body seeming unable to have such a strong, powerful voice.* “So open up your heart and just let it begin!...Open up your heart and just let it begin!.... Open up your heart and just let it begin!...Open up your heart!” *Her voice dropped then, softened and become sweetly supplicant. Her hand reaching up to the heavens it would seem, fingers spread wide as if she were trying to gasp something just out of her grasp. She looked up to where her hand was reaching, slowly curling her fingers in as she sang.*”Acceptance is the key to be… To be truly free…Will you do the same for me?” * Her fingers would close then, as if she had reached what she was hoping for, curling about it as she drew her arm down to press that closed hand against her heart as she entered the last stage of the song, pouring everything she had out into those words, her voice vibrating with the sheer force of it all. Love, hope, understanding, acceptance, faith… All of it was there, ringing in every note as she dancers picked up their pace about her, making her seem the only stationary, solid thing in the world.*”Unconditional!... Unconditionally!...I will love you unconditionally! And there is no fear now, Let go and just be free!... 'Cause I will love you, Unconditionally! Oh Yeah…I will love you! Unconditionally!...I will love you!...I will Love You, Unconditionally!...”*The angel wings on her back suddenly broke up as she sung those last notes, spreading out over the entire room to land on every table, in peoples hair, their hands, to rest on the rim of glasses like miniature fireflies. The stage itself went dark in an instant, the last image would be the dancers in individual poses, embracing each other passionately, some kissing, others being lifted up in the air, some on bent knee, kissing the hands of the one they loved. The curtain dropped and with it went her knees as she fell, completely exhausted from pouring out so much of herself in that song. She couldn’t even hear anything at first, she was trying to get her bearings while all the dancers on the stage crowed in around her, hugging her, lifting her to her feet, cheering her on. At first she thought it was just them, but all too soon she realized the entire lobby was going absolutely nuts. She could hear their screams of approval then, happy laughter bubbling from her lips as she sagged against one of the dancers, completely overwhelmed. It was then she saw the lights turning back on and the curtain rising as she was ushered forward to take her bow, seeing dozens of roses being thrown at the stage, along with lilies, carnations, cat-tails, lupines, and any other flowers in season right now. She pressed her hands to her lips, stemming the laughter, her smile that wouldn’t quit as she curtsies to the audience, bowing her head in humble acceptance of their praize.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he had returned from a run.. somewhere at quite a distance and at quite a speed.. he had no where to go.. or anywhere to be that morning so he decided using up some of that pent up energy couldn’t be a bad thing.. through the thick of the forest.. along the sandy white beach .. using the fact the dry sand dug in deeper with every step to his advantage.. it would exhaust him in no time he knew it for a fact.. he came to a stop when he reached the pier.. stepping up onto the long wooden plants.. feeling a few of the creak and groan beneath his weight.. the wood was clearly rotten.. he was covered in a thin veil of sweat.. head to toe.. his hair slicked back by his fingers.. his t-shirt clinging to that firm frame.. his hands came down to rest there upon his hips as he just remained still.. taking in some good deep breaths.. letting himself regain a little composure before he would decide it would be time to head back.. he knew he did have somewhere to be tonight.. somewhere quite important indeed and since he made a promise he wouldn’t reneg on it.. he took the shorter track on the way back.. having to pass through a few peoples properties.. but no one was around so no one seemed to mind.. perhaps they were already on their way to The Nightingale? He reached his own yard then.. making his way through the back gate.. letting it crash back into its hinges.. he got quite a view then of the sunroom from his current position..of the large glass windows and his mind decided now would be the time to remind him of the little.. uh.. display him and her had put on for the neighbours.. his right hand reached back to rub against the back of his neck.. a mild.. somewhat awkward chuckle sounded before he quickly made his way indoors.. closing the doors behind him.. he’d come across that note there as he was gathering himself up a glass of water.. nodding.. he wouldn’t have forgotten.. certainly not.. the glass returning to the sink before he made his way upstairs.. reaching the thin cotton fabric about his middle.. drawing the t-shirt up over his head.. tossing it onto the back of the chair.. he’d move into the bathroom.. setting that shower running.. a little cooler than hot.. his bodies temperature had already risen by quite a bit thanks to his exercise and he desperately wanted to cool down.. he certainly didn’t want to turn up to the event dripping with sweat.. those long shorts of his soon crumpled to the floor.. he slipped out of his running shoes.. he’d stretch then.. his arms reaching high above his head.. not a skerrick of clothing upon him.. stepping into the shower.. a breathy groan sounding at just how good that water felt pelting against his sand dusted skin.. dunking his head under.. letting the stream envelope his frame as a while.. to relax his jittery muscles.. to remove the sweat.. the dust.. the dirt.. a little soap.. a washcloth .. and he’d be squeaky clean.. he’d reach for that towel.. rubbing it against his head.. his richly coloured locks curling with the dampness.. before he’d wrap that towel about his middle.. a little cologne.. just a smidge.. he’d never drown himself in it like some people did.. a comb to slick back those locks.. parting them just so..his hand would brush down over the stubble on his face..it wasn’t unkept today.. it was well shaped.. he wasn’t about to shave it off completely.. he looked so young when he did.. and no one ever took him seriously.. peering at his reflection a moment longer before he turned and made his way back into his room.. bare feet lightly padding against the plush long carpeting.. rolling his shoulders.. he’d slide his legs into a pair of cotton boxer type shorts.. drawing them up over the tight curve of his ass.. a pair of socks and then some tight fitting dress slacks.. charcoal.. he’d then reach to grasp a richly coloured shirt from its wooden hanger.. a maroon.. so deep.. almost red sliding it across his broad shoulders.. reaching to button each cuff before he’d fasten it to his frame, it much like the slacks was tight.. each button straining just a touch.. a blazer soon followed.. no tie.. that would be one step too far.. it wasn’t a wedding.. he’d make sure those first few buttons were released before fastening the blazer.. sliding his feet into a nice pair of boots.. before he’d step out.. an earlier organised carriage would take him to his destination.. he wasn’t about to walk it.. he’d no doubt get covered in mud.. or dust.. arriving soon after.. he would slip in through the side entrance.. indeed he had a ticket.. yes.. she had made sure of it.. she had done so well to make sure he was so well catered for.. and he settled down upon that table just a little off to the side.. his figure shrouded in shadow.. little more than a silhouette could be seen from the stage itself.. she would soon take to it.. a vision in that dress.. it most certainly took his breath away.. he found himself in awe of her really.. he already knew how beautiful she was.. but up there.. she just shone.. he couldn’t help but smile as he sunk back in his seat and observed.. watched her.. drank in those notes.. the way she used the stage.. played to the audience.. there was so much raw emotion there.. she couldn’t deny it.. he could see it in her eyes.. he was offered a drink to which he denied.. for this was not the only reason he was here tonight.. when her song came to a close and the curtain fell..

(03:07:27 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: . he would be suddenly gone from his seat.. when the house lights turned back on she would have well noticed this.. had he been there at all? Did he even turn up? Did he come for her at all? Maybe he didn’t?..he had slipped back stage.. having spoken earlier with the owner of the establishment.. and a few of the girls.. well most of them knew him.. quite well so talking them around to his.. little scheme wasn’t really hard.. all he had to do was put on his award winning charm and he could sell ice to the eskimos.. what happened next she might not have expected.. or.. well she would not have expected it at all.. after the flowers were thrown.. after the dancers had done their bows and respective curtsies.. the girls.. would link their arms with hers and lead her down from the stage.. he knew the program.. he knew that she had her one song up first.. and then the other girls had their go.. but there was a pause.. the flowers were collected and placed upon that small table at the front.. the empty one right before the stage.. the girls would lead her to sit there.. offering her an enormous amount of kudos for her act.. for her voice.. for her song.. everyone loved it.. there was members of the general public patting her on the shoulder.. smiling to brightly.. telling her how beautiful it and she was.. how perfect it was.. she would have had to have been practically glowing by this stage.. the house lights dimmed a little.. which told most that another act was to take the stage.. the audience quietened to dull whispers.. the sound of glasses clinking.. of wine being poured and nibbles being served.. one of the girls did come out.. offering a bow with such a sparkling smile.. before she took a step to the side.. lifting her violin.. though she paused.. waiting… another stepped onto the stage then after.. nodding to the audience before she would sit upon the stool behind the piano.. fingers at the ready.. the girls looking toward each other.. a knowing wink.. before they would both begin to play in unison.. such a haunting melody.. dark.. yet soft..a softer lantern light would flicker into place.. a chair off to the left.. it would be him seated there.. he’d glance toward her.. those grey eyes drinking her in.. seated there amongst a valley of flowers.. he’d shoot her a wink before his fingers would begin to strum the guitar he was cradling.. his attention falling upon it.. whispers around the room would float.. enquiring as to just who he was.. not many men took to the stage.. it wasn’t disapproval.. more.. curiosity indeed.. though the girls at the bar knew exactly who he was and oh how they just stared at him.. their eyes never leaving his side.. the tune continued.. soft.. slow.. before his voice would lift.. - ..Find me here…and speak to me.. I want to feel you…. .. pausing.. dragging his tongue across his lips.. causing them to glisten in the lanterns light- ..I need to hear you.. You are the light, that’s leading me…to the place.. where I can find.... his gaze would lift.. he didn’t look at anyone else.. not a single soul.. just the guitar.. and her.. - .. peace again…You are the strength, that keeps me walking.. .. drawing breath- .. you are the hope.. that keeps me trusting… You are the light.. to my soul.. You are my purpose.. .. the corners of his lips twitched as a smile begged to threaten his sombre soothing tone- .. You’re everything.. .... his fingers easily slid across those strings.. plucking them perfectly.. a hidden talent she knew nothing about.. - ..How can I stand here with you.. and not be moved by you?.. Would you tell me.. How could it be, any better than this?....his lids closed over- .. You calm the storms, .. You give me rest… You hold me in your hands.. You wont let me fall.. .. this section.. these lyrics sunk in so deep and it could be heard in his voice.. true meaning behind it.. though perhaps only for her ears.. - .. You steal my heart..and you take my breath away.. would you take me in… take me deeper now.. .. he slowly stood from his seated position.. - .. and how can I stand here with you, and not be moved by you? Would you tell me… How could it be.. any better than this…cause you’re all I want.. you’re all I need.. .. his gaze shifting from the instrument.. to fall upon her figure seated there just a short ways from him- ..Would you tell me… how could it be.. any better than this… .. his fingers slowly stilled… the piano soon followed.. leaving only the haunting sounds of the violin to take its final hurrah ..before silence would fall once again.. - ..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had felt so absolutely exhausted by the end of her song, it had been so elaborate, so outside of what she usually did behind her piano. She had felt her legs shaking at the start, being the center of attention like that had made her want to run like a rabbit to burrow. Still, it had gone so beautifully, so perfectly that it was more than she could have ever hoped, dreamed for it to be. She had thought for weeks and weeks about this, how she was going to pull it off, what idea she would go with, how she would set the stage, what song she would sing… At the end it had all clicked into place, all the little pieces falling perfectly into their slots and it had been utterly dream like. Everything had gone off without a hitch, and she could only wish she could have seen Ace’s face as it had gone on. He could wear such a stone mask, hiding it all from the world but she had learned to read it, not always perfectly, sometimes she missing things…but she surely would have been able to tell if he had liked it or not. When she finished the opening song, took her bows, left the stage with her fellow performers, her knees started to shake again. Her eyes had scanned the lit room for Ace but she hadn’t seen him at all. There was no drink glass at his table, no jacket hanging over the back of the chair… No evidence at all that he had come… Surely….Surely he wouldn’t have avoided coming? He had always said he loved her voice, and she hadn’t thought that he would miss out on a chance to hear her sing, regardless of some of the memories attached to this place. Maybe he was just running late… Even if he had missed her opening song, surely he wouldn’t miss out on the other ones she had for the night, would he? Oh bother it, she had to stop worrying about it or she was going to fret herself into a fit and she was already jittery as it was. She was surprised when she was led down from the stage though, arm in arm with some of the girls who she was coming to have a rather fond regard of. Well now… what was all this then? She didn’t expect and of this, not the little table covered with the flowers, nor the praise of her fellow singers. She was glad she was sitting down, she was sure her knees would have gone out under her from the sudden change. The attention from her co-workers was nice, it set her entire night in a pleasant sort of happy glow, but the praise from the clients? That had her quite shocked! She felt herself blushing that pretty peach color of hers, a bright smile on her face as she greeted everyone who came, learned their names, answered any questions and exchanged the a-typical small talk. She knew there was about a fifteen minute interval between her set and the others, the need to change the scenes on the stage and clean up any mess while setting up for the next one, nothing unusual… So why then did she have a feeling that something wasn’t quite normal? Oh she was happy, very much so, the whole night was cast in a rather happy glow like being drunk on champagne bubbles. Still, she couldn’t help notice that Ace still wasn’t anywhere to be seen, nor had anyone told her of his arrival. She shot a glace about the room, shaking her head, smiling as she turned away the alcohol offered to her, settling on some sparkling punch instead. Then the change would happen, the soft darkening of the room, one of the musicians taking the stage… What in the world? There was still a good seven minutes before the next show, and the song that was coming up didn’t call for any violin that she knew of? Next was another girl, this one behind the piano and she was well and truly confused now. This….was not planned at all. A brow rose when she heard the song start, it wasn’t one she knew and definitely not one she had heard here before. It was beautiful, oh yes, it struck a cord with her all too well… Then that flicker of light, drawing her attention to a different part of the stage… And there was Ace… Oh how her heart suddenly turned over in her chest, stealing her breath as she saw him cradling that guitar… She had no idea he played… He had listened to music, listened to her sing and play for him…But never once had he showed interest in playing anything that she had seen… Oh and how absolutely gorgeous he looked in that rich red colored shirt and grey slacks… God, how he stole her heart. She saw that wink and a soft, warm smile crossed her lips as she felt like her heart was going to melt. She had thought perhaps he would just play a simple tune, something lovely she was sure, a nice musical number… But no… Oh no…. Ace wouldn’t ever settle for something less than perfection… When he started to sing her hands rose to cover her mouth softly, her ears always so attuned to his voice couldn’t help but marvel at the smoothness of his voice there, the notes he hit… The words of that song… Oh God… She had managed to remain dry eyed through hell and back, she had faced demons and devils and satan himself and come through it alright…but hearing him sing, knowing it was just for her…. Someone saw her eyes welling and blessedly passed her a tissue as she started to cry… Not tears of sadness or of pain… No…Sometimes the heart just gets so full of happiness that it comes out in tears… God, was it possible for someone’s heart to break from the sheer joy of a single moment? She was smiling brilliantly, brighter than any diamond, that tissue pressed to her eyes to stem the tears that were welling there but didn’t fall. Dare she take the meaning she heard in his voice, in the words he had sung for her? He had admitted once that he was terrified of love… terrified of her because he loved her… Yet she thought she could hear it there in his voice… the words, the melody, the spell of music he was weaving about her like the finest lace… Oh damn her reputation and the rumors, damn the gossip mill and the things that would be confirmed by her next actions… As the music slowly wound down, Ace’s last words fading softly into that last refrain, that beautiful soft melody…. She caught and held his gaze through the whole song when he wasn’t watching his fingers on the strings of that guitar. When it was all done, she found herself on surprisingly steady legs, making her way to the stairs to get up to that stage, the crowd of people parting before her, as if they knew something that she was just now coming to realize. Ace had done this for her… Just for her… She had to be there, to be with him… She mounted the stairs to stand off to one side of the stage, not willing nor wanting to steal his limelite more than she had by coming up to the stage.. Once she was there though, she hesitated, unsure of what the next step was. She had so many things she wanted to say, to do, but he had to show her that next step this time.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. his gaze had fallen to the guitar as his fingers strummed along those last few remaining notes.. before his palm pressed to the instrument’s body.. he felt the vibrations slowing to a still.. the violin continued that soft haunting melody.. before it too would take its final swipe.. and silence would follow.. the lighting of the general area there on the stage lowering.. though the house lights would slowly come brighter.. applause indeed.. the patrons within the establishment appreciated the deeper tones of a gentleman as opposed to the usual pitch of the beautiful women.. his head remained bowed for a moment.. not noticing she had indeed moved from her seat.. so when he finally glanced up.. glancing in the general direction of her table.. and noticing she was indeed not there his brow rose.. a slight furrowing occurring a moment later before his eyes would be drawn to the beauty that stood just to the side of the stage.. he offered her a slow nod.. a smile was causing the corners of his lips to twitch and curl.. a sparkle there in his eyes.. he lifted his hand.. pressing it against his chest.. before motioning toward her..- .. for you.. .. he’s utter.. though she’d have to watch his lips to make it out.. what with the applause and the general chatter.. he turned back toward the gathering crowd there and offered a slight bow.. a somewhat awkward wave.. and an offer of a semi audible thanks.. before he would move to lift the guitars strap from his person.. a stage hand coming out to take it from him.. to unburden him of its size.. he turned to her then.. holding his hand out to her.. as if calling her to his side.. his fingers awaited the touch of hers.. the majority of the groups sitting in the venue had returned to their drinks.. to their general chatter amongst themselves..rumours would fly.. of this he had no doubt.. more so now than before.. a profession it was.. though through song and not so much through general words or actions.. the staff behind the bar were watching her very closely.. whispering amongst themselves about the reasoning for her to have gotten her hands onto him.. the reasoning for him to be wanting her.. it was odd really how so many woman in that village put him up so high on a pedestal ..when he really didn’t deserve it.. he was a bit of a bastard really.. especially when it came to women.. or he used to be.. player in all sense of the word.. and they knew this.. they ALL knew this.. yet they all wanted to be her in that moment.. they wanted to be the one that snared him.. that turned his gaze away from those beauties that offered themselves to him on the daily.. he waited till she stepped in closer to him.. his fingers curling about her palm.. lifting her arm.. her fingers to his lips as his eyes half closed.. he pressed a soft kiss to the back of her hand.. - .. surprise.. .. he whispered against her smooth sweetly scented skin.. a quiet mildly amused chuckle surfaced a moment later.. and mirth was clearly evident in his eyes as he shot her another playful wink.. he drew that hand down.. though didn’t release it.. clutched it.. held it .. his thumb lightly brushing against its side.. - .. I saw you sing.. you were.. sublime Trin.. perfect.. it was.. perfect.. .. his brows furrowed just a touch he knew what he wanted to say.. he knew what he needed to say but for the love of god it wasn’t coming out as eloquently as it did in his head- ..and you simply can’t deny the entire audience adored you.. they hung on your every word.. every sound.. every note.. every action.. utter perfection.. .. he began to make his way off the stage then.. taking the first few carpeted stairs there that would inevitably lead him back down to the main floor where all the guests were seated awaiting the next act.. he’d only gotten maybe two stairs down when a stage hand called out to her from the back.. before the boy would come out from behind the curtain with a small gift in his hand.. hopefully taking a strangle hold upon her attention .. just for a moment.. perhaps two.. the boy would hand her the small gift.. just a book he thought she might enjoy.. before he stood there.. just looking to her with a cheeky smile.. motioning for her to turn and look back toward the stairs.. her arm remaining outstretched as Ace had it.. trying to lead her down those stairs.. but he wasn’t leading her down those stairs.. no.. he was no longer standing there.. he had knelt down.. on one knee before her.. he was waiting for her to turn.. he’d set up the lad to come running out to her like that.. to capture her attention for a moment.. there was a hushed silence in the room.. he shot her another wink as he was chewing back.. a perhaps slightly nervous smile- ..Trin.. Life offers so many challenges.. as we have found.. so far.. in the short time we have known one another.. and yet you have faced them all pretty much head on.. you are such a strong willed person.. stronger than anyone I have Ever met.. strong of heart.. of mind.. of body.. of soul.. You are.. determined.. tenacious..energetic.. I am in awe of you.. and everything you do.. and I am quite certain these people behind me are in awe of you too!.. .. he glanced back over his shoulder a moment.. and a large majority of the crowd nodded.. a bunch applauded and a few hooted and hollered from the back.. he chuckled.. shaking his head.. not quite expecting that to occur- .. You deserve the very best, someone who will back you up without limits, let you grow without borders.. and.... he paused.. taking a breath.. wetting his lips a little as his throat had suddenly gone dry- .. and love you without end.. .. he turned her hand then.. the one he had been holding up until that point.. releasing his grip to show her there was a ring resting against her palm- .. Will you let me be that one?

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Honestly, she had no idea what to do, this was Ace in a way she had never seen him before. She had seen so many sides to him in their short time together, the good and the bad, the light and the dark. She had heard him speak about his past, the pains that had scarred him, the reasons he kept so many things close to the chest… She had seen him go into a rage to protect her, seen how soft and tender he could be with her when she was hurt, watch him roll with the punches when things got hard…. She had seen him laugh, smile, frown, rage, so many different emotions that he had permitted her to see… He had slowly let her in, bit by bit, and each step he allowed her to take closer was one she was infinitely grateful for. She knew he had his reasons to remain so shuttered, so closed off from the world, so all of this had literally set her quite on her ear so to speak. She would have never thought in her wildest dreams that Ace would take the stage and sing for a room full of strangers while letting her know that the song itself, was for her. It was so selfless, she knew it was a gift that no one else would probably ever see again. It made her heart do those sweet, odd little flips in her chest, her stomach full of butterflies. She had so rarely in her life been nervous, uncertain about anything. It had always been straight forward for her, with her, no lies or acts… Ace was the same with her, they had given each other the gift of their true selves, their honesty. It was a rare thing for people to be like that, to give each other such a selfless thing… Because of that she was entirely unsure how to proceed. Just….what was Ace trying to say here with this? Was this his way of telling her he loved her without saying those words? It was perhaps the only way he could because he was afraid of the word itself? Or was she reading too much into it? Seeing things were they weren’t? She was afraid to look too much into it, to get her hopes up as it were when it might not be what she was thinking at all. When she came up to the side of the stage, keeping to herself there, out of the general line of the site so all of the attention was on Ace. She saw him there, that smile of his that was so beautiful, the way it curled at the corners as if making fun of himself. There was something special about him tonight, something magical, rare… She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she felt overwhelmingly privileged to see it. When he pressed his hand against his chest over his heart, mouthing the words ‘for you’ her heart skipped a beat. Her hand pressed over her heart there, curled in softly as she smiled for him and him alone. Ok…so maybe she could read something into that song after all… She didn’t want to hope too high, but she allowed herself to hope a little, to let herself dream just a little… The night was so perfect though, so magical, it was like a dream and if it was, then she would allow herself to dream. She smiled for him, at the applause he was getting, the cheers and appreciation. He did have such a wonderful voice, it had hooked her the first moment she heard it and it had remained there ever since. She watched the stage hand take up that guitar for him, watching him stand, reaching out for her with that beautiful hand of his. She bit down softly on the inside of her lip, trying to still the smile that kept spreading there despite her best attempts to subdue it. The last thing she was doing was thinking about the people in the lobby right now, the people behind the bar, the servers… None of them matter right now, as far as she could tell there was just Ace standing before her, reaching out for her and she would follow him forever. She took his outstretched hand, her satin gloved fingers curling about his as he lifted her arm, pressing that soft kiss to the back of her hand. She blushed softly, smiling up at him as she felt the tears starting up again, blinking to try and clear them from her eyes. She loved that smile there, the way those grey eyes were lighting up with humor, winking at her so cheekily she couldn’t help the soft laugh he stirred from her. She stepped in closer to him still, feeling his hand wrapped around hers, his thumb tracing along the outer swell of her hand. At his words, that smile spread brighter on her face. She had thought that he had missed it, but she was quickly coming to see that he had not only watched her, but somehow managed to plan all of this without her being aware for a single second of it. It was a rare thing to pull a fast one on her, and she had been utterly floored by it, such an amazing gift. She wanted to say something but his hesitations, she knew them so well, knew that he was trying to get something out and she would give him the time to do so. Rather than speak, she gave his hand a delicate squeeze, letting him know without words how she was feeling. His words, his praise, they mattered more to her than the entire rooms worth of people had. His opinion to her, was the only one that really mattered and the fact that he had loved it, let her know that what she had done, her words had gotten to him. He had heard her, and more importantly…he had understood. She followed his lead, easily led by him as they made their way off of the stage so the people could get it ready for the next set. She had heard someone call her name from behind her then, causing her to turn her head, then her body to the young boy who had called her. She tilted her head just a bit, her hand still held in Ace’s strong grip as she saw something in the boys hand. A gift? That did get her attention as she smiled at the young man and took the book gratefully from his fingers with a softly spoken thank you. It was indeed a book she liked, being a sucker for those romance novels and this one was one she hadn’t read before. She looked forward to opening it up sometime soon and loosing herself in the pages. She looked up to see the boy giving her such a cheeky smile she had to wonder just what in the world that was all about. The motion, that finger spinning in the air for her to turn around… Oh lord, the first thought she had was that she had somehow ripped her dress on something. She turned, expecting to see Ace standing before her, after all, her hand was still locked firmly in his own. She was a bit stunned not to see him standing over her, or perhaps a stair or two down… No… Her eyes dipped down to see Ace kneeling there in front of her and all the wind felt as though it had been knocked out of her. She…. Was he… Surely he… The room was suddenly dead silent, the romantic scene on that stage having captured everyone’s attention.

(06:26:49 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh my God… Ohmygod… She listened to the words on his lips, she could swear there was nothing in the world that was anywhere near as sweet as the sound of his voice right in these very instances… Oh lord, she was crying, tears were falling down her cheeks as she pressed her free hand to her lips, a shaking smile there as she tried to catch her breath, her bearings. The cheer at his words had shocked her, brought to her attention nthe very real fact that they were in her work, on the most packed night of the year, of the last quarter century… she had no idea she had so many fans, supporters of her… It made her blush even brighter, those tears still coming, small little hiccups shaking that delicate frame of hers. Her knees began to shake when he got towards the end… When he said love her without end…. He had not only said the word but in public no less, and she could only imagine the kind of strength he had summoned up to do it… Then….after these would he had guided her hand up and over, to reveal that he had slipped a ring within her hand while he had been holding it. He proposed… her Ace… Her proud, strong, fierce lion… She broke down, her knees going quite to jelly as she threw her arms about his neck, holding him tightly as she nodded her head vigorously, her voice sweet and high, broken from the tears but so happy it made the room seem a bit brighter for it.*”Yes! Yes Ace, with all my heart and soul, Yes!”*She pressed a kiss to his bare neck, her tears damp against his skin as she pulled back to shower him with that beautiful bright smile. She held out the ring to him in her palm, letting him slide it on her finger before she would rest her forehead against his, her voice shaking she was so damned happy right now.*”I love you Ace… I love you so much!”*Her vibrant jade green eyes locked onto his stormy grey ones, showing him there in her eyes all the joy, the happiness, the hopes and dreams she had held in her heart for him… But most of all the sheer overwhelming love she had for him and everything he was to her. She wanted him to kiss her badly right there, with the crowd going absolutely ape in the background the moment she had said yes. She was following his lead though, tonight was his night as well as hers. In a voice just low enough for him alone to hear, but high enough to be heard over the din.*” I think, Ace, I should very much like it if you were to kiss me right now…”



...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. he watched as those tears trickled down her brightly blushing cheeks.. he could feel the eyes upon him.. almost the entire place was watching him.. eager for an answer.. and it made him feel a little.. well.. awkward.. more so than when he was on stage singing to her.. for at that point he had all but blackened out the rest of the room.. he was singing primarily for her.. no one else.. sure he could have done it for her at home.. or.. somewhere in private.. just the two of them.. but he felt.. she needed that little bit more from him.. she needed to know how he felt and he seemed to have terrible trouble putting it into words when it mattered most.. he knew how much this night meant to her.. so he thought he would place himself within it.. and hope for the best..and now here he was.. down on bended knee.. one hand outstretched.. proposing to her infront of a full house.. the gossip rags were going to go crazy with this.. he knew it.. her smile widened considerably.. and was quite infectious indeed.. he did the same.. mirroring hers.. and her response made his heart swell.. she said yes in such a bubbly happy tone.. he had moved to stand just a little as she just about lept for him.. wrapping her arms around his neck.. drawing in so close.. so tightly to him.. peppering his neck with her kisses.. he could feel her bodies heat.. he drank in her bodies scent.. she was brimming with excitement .. and it just made his lids fall.. collapsing down to conceal his grey gaze.. though a smile remained.. quite clearly and almost permanently fixed upon his lips.. he felt her forehead pressing to his.. he heard her profession .. her ‘I love you’ repeated.. before he would let his eyes half open to look back to her.. to meet those sparkling emerald circlets.. her request was met with light laughter.. he could hear the clapping behind him now.. the crowd having appreciated his little display indeed.. he didn’t need to be asked twice.. his hands rose as he moved to cradle her cheeks.. his warm fingers toying along that smooth tear stained flesh before his lips would claim hers.. a soft slow emotion filled kiss.. it lasted a short time before he would break it.. letting out a somewhat shuddered breath.. as if all his nerves.. all his anxiety were taken with it.. - .. thankyou.. .. he whispered so close to her lips.. another quick kiss.. just light.. barely there before he would draw back.. if she was paying close enough attention she may have seen the light sparkling of what could have developed into tears there within his eyes.. but his strength and stubbornness would not allow that to occur.. Oh heavens no.. he turned then to look back upon the crowd.. glad to see most of them had settled back upon their tables.. allowing the newly engaged pair to have a short moment to themselves.. he would lead her down those stairs properly.. to allow the next act to shift onto the stage.. her table was there before them.. his was off to the left.. but neither were.. quite suitable.. the chairs were separated.. he didn’t really want to make her sit opposite him.. not after all that had just occurred.. he lead her through the crowd.. smiles were offered.. words of congratulations were given..toward the back he would continue.. before he was able to find more of a booth.. with its own plush comfortable seating.. one large seat that would be more than big enough for two people.. so they could be seated beside one another.. he ushered her in- .. ladies first.. .. releasing her hand.. waiting until she had gotten comfortable before he would settle in beside her.. one of the server girls would soon approach.. he would glance up to her.. it was Marian.. she seemed a little nervous.. timid.. she clearly wasn’t comfortable taking an order.. after what she had done.. he tilted his head a little.. dragging his tongue across his lower lip.. see he had more than enough right to rip right into her.. to tear her a new one so to speak after what she had done.. how she was even still working there escaped him really.. - .. relax.. .. he offered in his somewhat pitchy tone.. his arm slid around Trinity.. drawing her in a little closer- .. I wont forget.. what happened.. .. his tongue clucked against the roof of his mouth- .. but I do however know that.. it wasn’t all of your doing.. .. he nodded- .. and I know the one that put you up to it can be horrifically convincing.. Im willing to put all this behind me.. if you do me one favour.. .. he sunk back in his seat then.. undoing the buttons upon his blazer so he could be a little more comfortable.. his shirt straining just a touch- .. if she approaches you again.. you are to come and tell me.. now I don’t honestly think she will.. I think she feels you have served your purpose.. but.. she’s unpredictable.. .. Marian nodded profusely.. apologising.. over.. and over again.. to both him and Trinity.. he shook his head- .. don’t.. it’s not necessary.. now if you could get me some whisky.. and some punch for my.. .. he paused then.. glancing across to Trinity.. reaching his free hand to slide along her chin.. across her jawline .. hooking to turn her to face him.. before he’d lean in just a little.. his lips pressing to her forehead- .. fiancé..all will be fine.. thankyou.. .. he sunk back in his seat.. pressing in against the cushions..as the lights darkened once more.. the next act coming onto the stage-


♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: *She couldn’t believe this all was real honestly, she felt like any moment now she would wake up in bed, Ace curled in behind her, sheltering her from nightmares and things that go bump in the night. Surely that was what this was, a dream that she was going to wake up from and find it was just that… a beautiful but insubstantial thing that her mind had cooked up in her sleep. Even if it was a dream… what a beautiful dream it was to have… Cloud nine didn’t seem like a high enough place for her to be resting at, there had to be something better, somewhere higher… She had looked in the mirror earlier and knew she had looked like an angel in all that white and gold dress with the twinkling gems like stars… Perhaps then, if she looked like an angel then surely she was in heaven right now… It felt like it, everything was so perfect, not a single moment spoiled or destroyed…. Someone up there had perhaps seen them struggling, fighting for their happiness and taken pity on them, giving them this night, this one perfect night to be utterly, completely happy. If she had known for a moment that Ace had been nervous about tonight, she wouldn’t have been able to believe it honestly, even a bit hard pressed to think it were possible. He had performed so perfectly there, his fingers strumming that guitar with a skill she had never known he possessed and that voice… He had the same ability as she did, to move a crowd with his words, to express himself through music and find the same joy there as she did. Oh…. It was all so perfect. She didn’t spare a thought for the crowded room or the gossip rag though, she was quite sure that pictures of she and Ace would be plastered all over the front page. What would be said she couldn’t really be sure, after all there had been rumors about she and Ace for some weeks now, though she had hoped they were contained inside the Nightingale but with this, there was no chance in hell for crowd control. She hoped Ace was ready for all the attention he was going to be getting. After all, it wasn’t every day the town’s most handsome and eligible bachelor suddenly proposes on the most busy year of the night. Ace had done it so perfectly though… He had immersed himself in her world, seen it all from her perspective, made himself a part of a very important night for her. She could live for a thousand years, and a thousand more and she would never forget a single second of this night. It was more than she could have ever dreamed of, more than she had ever hoped for. The truth of the matter was this… She loved Ace… loved him with every beat of her heart. She loved him enough to understand that he might never come to feel the same way for her, that he might never want to take it past the place where they had been at just a few hours ago. She was ok with it… She loved him exactly as he was, and she wouldn’t ask of him more than he was willing to give. She had been happy, finding a peace in the rhythm of the house they had made together. There was always music of some sort, be it his records or when she sang as she cooked. Books were always on hand to read, maps to look over, to learn more about this world and others, pictures to enjoy viewing. They had their back yard with their little garden of vegetables and herbs, fruit trees and vines… To her, it was the happiest place she had ever been, it was their home that they shared together. She had seen him happy there as well, sometimes napping in the sunroom, others with a book in his hands, coming back from a run, smelling like the ocean and his own scent… This…. This right here though…. She didn’t know how to contain all the joy she was feeling, all the happiness that felt like it was just going to start pouring out of her. Life was…Perfect… Ace’s smile there before her eyes… She had never seen that smile before, it was so open, kind….loving…. It just made her own grow as she accepted his suit, letting him put that ring on her finger, making her dreams come true in a way he couldn’t imagine. She wanted to kiss him quite badly honestly, but a lady never made the first move… At least not in public. That laughter of his urged her own to bubble forward, a soft giggle before his lips pressed to hers and the whole world rather faded out to nothing. There was only Ace when he kissed her, his smell and taste, the sound of his heart and his breathing, the feel of him so close to her. The kiss was utterly perfect, the softest kiss she had ever known and so full of how he felt that she couldn’t help her eyes sliding closed as she gave herself up entirely to the moment. When he broke the kiss she rather felt like her head had floated clean off and was somewhere above her body and unable to come back down. His words, his thank you… She shook her head, that smile still on her face before he moved in, giving her another short, sweet kiss before he began to lead her down the stairs as they moved, she slipped in close to him, her voice pitched just for his ears.*”No Ace… Thank you… I don’t think you understand, just how perfect you’ve made my life… You granted not one, but two of my hearts biggest wishes tonight… I wonder what I did to deserve all of this, but especially you Ace… So you see… I thank you for all of this, because you made my dreams come true Ace….”*She was smiling up at him radiantly, looking for all the world like a seraphim angel with all those golden curls and delicate white dress. It was when she looked up at him that she swore she saw the start of tears in his eyes… She didn’t comment though, only smiled up at him, loving him with her eyes as they moved past the tables that they had and towards a more intimate, spacious accommodation. The congratulations and cheers of approval, even a cat call or two… It seemed tonight was going to go down in the books as one hell of a legendary night indeed. When they got to that booth area, his offer for her to sneak in first resulted in her giving him a curtsey, a little tease before she would slip into that black velvet booth. The color set her off beautifully, framing her like a picture as she sat down. As soon as he sat down, she was about to curl into his side when Marian came up to serve them. She knew what Marian was still here, but to serve Ace after what she had done before was some kind of a bad joke. She would have requested another server but Ace had his own thing in mind it would seem. Well, no matter what happened, she was testing that drink before she would let him take a sip of the stuff. She felt his arm come about her waist, drawing her in tightly as she nestled against him, her body melding to his, matching him perfectly on that little seat.*

(08:16:46 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She chewed the inside of her bottom lip softly, just thinking about Sydel made her ribs hurt and she could only imagine just how bad it was for Ace. Yet he was his usual slick, charming self, so cool butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. She watched his hand slide down to undo the buttons of that wonderful blazer of his, the fine lawn really suiting his lean muscled frame. The fact that when it was opened she could see just how tight that shirt was made her toes curl inside her heeled slippers. Goodness me oh my, but he always managed to cut such an amazingly attractive figure. In her time he would have easily made a top male model without a doubt, and she would have lusted after him from afar. She was so glad for the events had decided to bring her here to this time from her own. Whatever it had been, fate, destiny, karma, somehow though it was something she would forever be grateful to it because it had given her Ace. She listened to the conversation, how Ace was still trying even now, to keep her safe. She felt his finges across her chin and jaw, that light caress, the heat from his hand making her sigh softly, dreamily looking up at him. Her fingers reached out to gently curl in the lapels of his blazer, holding him close to her as they sat thigh to thigh. Whiskey for him, a punch for her which suited her just fine since the babies had a wicked bad sweet tooth as it was. She was looking down at his shirt when he tilted her up to loose into those gorgeous eyes of his, hearing those words shortly after the sweet, loving kiss to her forhead… Oh…. What a beautiful thing to be called, the word itself was like music, like magic as it made her feel as if she could float right out of this booth. Fiancé… Betrothed… Promised… Beautiful words… She curled tighter against him, lifting her legs to rest them over his own, spilling all that gorgeous lace cut satin over his slacks as she wrapped her arms about him. She looked up at him then as the room darkened, setting them in their own little private island of light and darkness. Marian had come back in short order with the whiskey and the bubbling punch for her. The carbonation helped her morning sickness immensely when she had discovered it one day and had kept a steady supply of it as much as she could. Babies and bubbles, it would seem, worked well with each other. She rested her head on his chest, right above his head as she spoke softly, just for him.*”I feel so unprepared for all of this… I don’t have a gift for you or anything, I don’t know what you would like… Well, besides music and such things as that… Speaking of music… Ace, I had no idea you played the guitar!... I never saw you show any sort of interest in any of the instruments I have brought home… You play absolutely Beautifully… Seeing you on that stage, I thought I was going to faint. I almost did when you proposed, you are so very slick… How long did you have this planned out Ace? I had no idea you were being so utterly sneaky!”

[BadInfluence]

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: .. his grey gaze watched Marian as she wandered off after apologising over and over and over.. keeping his eyes on her until she disappeared within the gathered crowd.. the lights had gone low indeed.. shrouding them in quite an amount of darkness.. they were practically on their own in the back.. everyone else preferring the circular tables.. closer to the stage so they could witness the display.. the acts.. the singers.. there was no one on either side of them.. the booths were empty.. Marian had returned with their drinks and left the pair alone.. he drew away from her.. just a little.. reaching across the table to the glass jar with the candle within it.. a little pressure as he pressed his index finger and thumb together.. a slight spark shined.. his gaze was intent upon the candle.. another spark before the wick would ignite ..giving the pair a soft.. more intimate glow.. not enough to flood them with light.. but just enough so they weren’t practically stuck in the dark.. he could make out her features.. she could make out his..his laughter rang out.. just lightly.. not loud enough for anyone other than her to hear- ..I don’t need anything.. you don’t have to give me a gift.. your answer.. was my gift.. .. he sunk back in the chair once more.. his gaze lifting to spy the stage and the young woman taking it.. starting to sing a soft somewhat haunting tune..- .. That would be because I didn’t tell you.. .. he nudged her side lightly.. his words were of course in jest and she had to have picked up that with the tone he used.. another quiet chuckle- .. It’s not something I do.. often.. really I hadn’t done so for years.. .. he lightly rubbed his lips together.. causing the plump flesh to glisten in the flickering candle light- .. I used to.. quite often.. long time ago.. .. he nodded- .. just.. haven’t really felt the need.. .. he’d glance toward her.. his gaze falling upon hers.. watching.. before he would lean in.. to press a kiss to her forehead- .. till now.. .. he’d reach for his whisky.. glancing down within it.. perhaps a slight amount of hesitation.. but surely Marian wouldn’t be daft enough to commit her heinous action twice.. surely she wasn’t that stupid.. he tipped a mouthful back.. letting it coat his tongue.. feeling it burn its way down his throat so very smoothly.. - ..not terribly long no.. .. he gave her a somewhat sideways glance.. - .. I’d like to sit here and tell you I had it planned for weeks.. all the small intricate details and meetings.. and practises and everything.. but no.. .. he took another drink then.. emptying the glass this time.. tipping his head back as he murmured. Feeling it slide down his throat.. it was a luxury really.. good quality whisky..- .. not at all.. In a short space of time.. before I arrived.. tonight.. is when I organised it.. .. he shot her another playful wink.. indeed he had.. it occurred to him.. when he was out on his run.. he had.. what some might call an epiphany .. and it struck him right down to his very core.. so he used the event to his advantage.. he wanted to do this.. for her.. he just hoped she would enjoy it is all.. and he wouldn’t make a complete fool out of himself in the process.. placing the cup back down upon the table.. one of his fingers lightly circling the rim.. he was listening to the girl sing and watching as the girl danced.. though she would have his undivided attention should she so desire it..- .. I’m glad you didn’t faint.. I’m not certain I would have been able to catch you.. .. his knees were close to buckling there when he had knelt before her.. he’d never really been .. well nervous in his life.. but he felt earlier.. the anxiety.. it was bubbling up inside him until she answered.. until she accepted his proposal.. his hand reached across.. sliding over the top of hers.. feeling that ring nestled so nicely upon her finger.. his fingers soon fanned out.. to intertwine.. to hold her hand.. he wasn’t one for grand professions of love.. or public displays of affection.. with him things were always a little more subtle..his words never quite came out the way he hoped.. he would often stumble when it came to matters of the heart.. when it came to anything else.. sex.. money.. business.. the dark deeds that could only come in the night.. Oh he could be as suave as anyone.. the silver tongue would come out clear as day.. but with her.. he was never as eloquent as he wished..he hoped his actions would help her understand what he felt.. what he meant..- ..you have another song to sing tonight?

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Marian was only still allowed to serve here for two reasons. One was the fact that years ago, her and Ronnie, the owner had an affair that resulted in a child and two, that she was still sleeping with him. She hadn’t told Ronnie about what had happened because of the stir it would cause, as well as the questions. She was still new here at the time, just barely past her first week and she had been cautious about the entire thing. She knew the two were sleeping together and the last thing she wanted was to lose her job for being a snitch. It didn’t matter that Marian had done something awful like poisoning Ace, people weren’t exactly going to be the most believing of a new girl without any proof. As time had passed, she continued to watch her though, always careful and cautious about anything she drank if the girl was around. She hadn’t seen anything after that night though, and in all honesty the whole thing had made it a little awkward for her with Marian. It only got worse when she had found out who had done the actual poisoning, the one behind the scenes. For that whole month things had been like walking on glass and there hadn’t been much of a respite. Things were calmer now though… There was always the chance that tomorrow would find the peace shattered, and perhaps because of that she took every day as a blessing. She was almost relaxing into this little routine of theirs, loving their moments together and storing each one like a precious little gem. She didn’t mind the darkness when he was near her, she always felt safe with him. She reached for her drink, sipping at it lightly while Ace set about to fiddle with the candle. She wasn’t sure what he was about to do, but when she watched him set that flame afire with a spark from his fingers, her lips curled in a smile.*”Show off….”*It was soft, teasing, a whisper as she looked there to him, the candlelight bringing out all those beautiful features of his face. Honestly, he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, something about him, just looking at him made her feel punch drunk. When he laughed she stuck her tongue out at him before smiling.*”You knew what my answer would be before you even asked… I feel like I’ve loved you for years, and it’s so funny because so often I forget that I had a past before the night I met you… I think my life only really started when I met you. It’s so hard to explain sometimes because I don’t always understand it… But it’s as if I just existed before, waiting for the moment when you would come into my life… How could I ever say no Ace, when you know how much you mean to me…”*She wasn’t watching the stage, she was watching him, the way he moved and the sound of his voice. A part of her still thought she was going to wake up any moment now and she was trying to stretch out every moment for as long as she could. She didn’t think something like this would ever happen to her after all, her whole life had done well to disillusion her to something as wonder as this ever being a part of her fate. At his nudge, his words, a sudden laugh was startled from her before she pressed her hands to her lips to stem it. She leaned down and nipped at his shoulder teasingly.*”Naturally you didn’t tell me… You decided to keep that little gem from me… You hid it well too… I knew you loved music and it always makes me so happy to sing for you, I never wondered if you yourself did… I never would have guessed…. You sing so beautifully Ace… I thought my heart was going to just pop… Would you sing for me again later? When you want to…that is… But I would really like to sing with you sometime… I think we have a lovely harmony….” *She saw the glistening of his lips and had to bite her own to keep from leaning in and kissing him. Really, he was far too seductive for her own sanity, even something as simple as licking his lips made her get hot in all the right places. Her heart did that little flip in her chest again as she felt those butterflies start to stir up all over again in her tummy. The heat traveled up to her cheeks and tinted them that soft peach color as she felt his lips press to her forehead. She sighed softly, leaning into it, into him as he spoke. A smile curled her lips at his words… So then she hadn’t missed anything about it all then. Ace hadn’t been planning it for ages then, sneaking about and plotting things without her being able to notice it then. It made her feel good in a way though, it meant that she hadn’t missed anything. *”You know, as much as it would stroke my ego to think you had planned it out for ages and such, but at the same time I am glad that isn’t the case. It means that you didn’t slip anything by me for some time. I am impressed you managed to pull all this off in just a few hours though… Quite the master of planning aren’t you? How in the world did you get the ring though? So many shops were closed today because of the show tonight…”*It was something that had popped into her head when he said he had done it all so quickly. She had planned her show out for weeks, and she knew she had to get everything early because any last minute things would be impossible to get. The ring fit her perfectly too, and she had to wonder how he had known her size… Did he really pay so much attention to her? It warmed her heart to think he did… She felt another smile on her lips as she took another drink of the punch, feeling the warmth of the moment trace through her body like a fine heat, like the very whiskey he was drinking.*”Mmmm… I doubt that… I’ve seen your strength Ace, don’t sell yourself short or I might just start having to praise you daily and then imagine just how big your head would be… We would have to widen every door on the house just for you to get through…”* She felt his hand slide over hers, to lace their fingers together. Her hand left her drink to run a finger along his jaw, guiding his head, his attention from the stage to her at his question. Those green eyes shone softly in that candle light, looking up into his grey ones as she claimed his attention. Her voice was low, sweetly seductive as a smile danced about her lips.*”I do…but I only want to sing for you tonight… How about we truly shock the town and play hookie tonight… Sneak out the back door while everyone’s watching the show… I want to go home Ace, and make love to my Fiancé… I want to show you how much you mean to me with my body… I want to worship every part of you until neither of us can stand and then make our way to bed and pretend the world doesn’t exist… Just the touch of our hands and lips… “*Her fingers tightened softly on his as she leaned up to take his earlobe between her teeth, nipping it softly.*”I want to sing a song only you will hear love…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he tilted his head as he turned to look to her..- .. the ring?.... he unclasped his hand from hers.. turning it over so he could look upon it.. there fastened neatly upon one of her slender fingers.. his thumb brushing across the top of the lightly coloured gemstone- there’s quite a story behind that one.. Ive had it.. on my person for a while.. .. he touched it once again before he’d release her hand properly.. his own falling back to rest there upon his thighs- .. the short version though.. it was given to me.. .. he nodded..- .. as payment for a job.. I helped someone out.. a long time ago.. I didn’t ask for payment.. certainly didn’t require it.. but the woman begged me to take it.. as a thank you.. as much as I tried to tell her it wasn’t necessary she.. felt it was so I in the end took it with a smile.. I’ve always had it in my pocket.. I can’t even be truly sure why.. I could have taken it out at any time.. I could have hocked it off to a dealer somewhere along the line when I was in need of something.. but.. I didn’t.. .. his grey gaze lifted.. meeting those stunningly beautiful emerald circlets- .. maybe I wasn’t able to part with it.. till I found its new owner.. .. he gave a little shrug of his shoulders.. a smile continued to play about his features..- .. I’m not certain I believe in things like.. fate.. or kharma.. I.. don’t really know the hows or the why’s of things.. .. he glanced back toward the stage once more.. watching as that act took her curtsey and removed herself from the stage.. the lights in the main room lifted a little.. not too brightly whilst the next one in line would get ready and prepared.. he felt her fingers creeping along his jawline.. guiding him to look to her.. which of course.. naturally he did.. a single brow rising curious as to what it was she desired.. what it was she wanted of him.. he noted the tone in her voice.. how it had gotten that little bit lower.. and then that smile.. that sweetened seduction.. he felt his throat run a little on the dryer side.. his head tilted a little when she leaned in closer… closing the gap the pair had had between them.. though it certainly wasn’t all that large to begin with.. his lids half closed when she took his earlobe between her teeth.. she would have heard his breath catch.. - ..how could I ever say no to that.. .. he whispered..the noise in the room had risen considerably since there was no act on the stage.. people were moving about.. getting drinks.. eating.. chatting.. singing.. laughing.. it would be easy for them to away.. he glanced at her a moment.. before he took her hand and he lead her out of that booth.. they couldn’t exit through the front doors.. they’d be noticed by staff..he paused a moment.. deciding that the best place probably would be back behind the stage.. down the left side where the singers would have been earlier.. but now that the events were in the swing of things surely that area would be all but deserted.. he lead her then through the crowd.. weaving in and out of those he didn’t recognise.. being sure to keep distance from the ones he did.. and keeping her from the staff and singers.. behind the curtain they would soon find themselves.. and quite alone.. there was not a single soul there.. though the noise of the main room could still be heard.. he spun her around whilst he had his hand still in hers.. and he’d take a kiss from her without warning.. his whisky coated lips crushing upon her own.. drinking from her that breath.. the taste of sweetened punch and just the scent of her.. his tongue dipped into her heated mouth.. tracing along hers.. his teeth would tug upon her lower lip.. before they’d release.. the kiss breaking.. a breath.. his own.. hot and quite damp would caress her cheeks.. her chin.. - .. You tease me like that in there.. and expect me to be able to wait before I just drop you?.. Cheeky.. very.. very cheeky.. .. he murmured against her lips.. before he parted from her..his hand still in hers as they made their way out of the venue proper and out into one of the darker alleys.. he glanced down the length of it.. it was starting to rain.. just a slight pattering.. just mist.. nothing heavy.. nothing soaking.. he lead her down to the main section of the road.. with everyone indoors this part was fairly simple.. a few coins to a carriage driver.. helping her up onto her seat.. they would be on their way back to their home as she so requested-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She felt her brows rise when he related a bit of how he came to have it in his possession. It was indeed a nutshell version, and though it had answered her question it had certainly raised more in its wake. It had been given to him, and he had kept it on him for quite some time it sounded like. She had wondered what sort of job he had done, after all, opals like this weren’t exactly easy to come by, not with this sort of clarity. She didn’t know an awful lot about gems, precious or semi, but she knew quality well enough. It was definitely not something someone in this time would have found it easy to part with. What ever the job had been, it had been important enough for this woman to part with something that was obviously important. After all, the ring was in really good condition for its age, the band was straight and unwarped with all of the claws still in place. She watched his hand trace over that ring, his thumb crossing over the stones surface a time or two before he would release her hand. She couldn’t resist the slightly crooked smile that crossed her lips, teasing little thing that it was as she tilted her head to the side just a bit, causing those loose tendrils to shift along her collarbone.*”Why is it for every question you answer me, I end up with several more in my head? I hope you plan on living for a very long time Ace because I think our who lives together are going to be with me asking you questions while your answers just raise more. Whatever the reason behind it… I am glad you did hold onto it… It’s beautiful… Of course, I would have been happy with a piece of twine so long as it was you giving it to me… “ *She loved the way that smile flirted with his lips, coming and going like a shadow, teasing her with the curve of his lips. It just made her own lips curl in response, to tilt up at the corners as she listened to him. Really, this was so…nice… Just sitting here, talking with him, teasing him, listened to that voice of his as it strokes her senses like velvet. She shook her head, that smile still on her lips when she spoke.*”You might want to… believe in them, that is… Do you know what the meaning of this stone is? It’s a pink opal, and they are pretty rare… A delicate thing honestly, just like the meaning behind it. Pink opals stand for love Ace. They are believed to be healing, to help people overcome the pain of their past and let it go. It is said that the stone is a symbol of true and enduring love when it is given as a gift to a sweetheart…”*There was more she wanted to say, but she had held back her words and he would be able to tell it too. There was such a strange smile on her face though, secretive and mysterious, almost like the Mona Lisa. There was more to it than that but there would be time enough to tell him later… Or let him find out on his own. She simply held that bit to herself behind that smile of hers. She had leaned up and nipped his earlobe, the catching of his breath was music to her ears as her eyes slid half closed on hearing it. She knew that Ronnie would scream bloody murder at her for playing hookie and disappearing before she finished her set but he could go hang right now. Besides, she was sure a majority of the people wouldn’t blame her. Who wanted to work after they got proposed to? Besides, all it would do would add a level of mystery to the night and they would undoubtedly sell more drinks as people toasted the fairy tale sort of romance that they had seen tonight. After all, the paper would be going barking mad about the night to start with, why not put the proverbial cherry on top? She could see it now, the towns most eligible bachelor suddenly looses his head to the singer at Nightingales. When people realized just who she was they would froth at the mouth realizing that she was the same one who had been living with him for some time now. Then the rumors about her pregnancy would flare up again and then it would all go to pot. She didn’t care though honestly, she couldn’t give two pennies about it. She and Ace… they didn’t live their lives like others did, utterly dependent on the opinions of others. They lived by their own moral codes, and though hers and Ace’s were a touch different, his more lax where as hers were a bit more refined and compassionate; the opinion of the general public just didn’t matter a fart to them. Her lips curled into a brighter smile at his words, her hand dipping lower to tease along the gaps between the buttons on that gloriously tight shirt.*”Mmm indeed, you’d be barking mad to pass up on it… After all… I remember bargaining for songs, and that was quite the performance you gave me… I’m sure it’s going to come with…. Quite the heft price tag…”*She felt him take her hands in his, guiding her out of that cozy little booth out onto the now busy, packed floor. She had been lost there in his eyes and she hadn’t even noticed the act ending. She couldn’t help but feel a bit of a rush at this, it was all so terribly romantic, wasn’t it? Her fingers tightened about his own, following his lead as he ducked and wove through the groups, ensuring that no one would recognize them and bust them before they got out the doors. Technically they couldn’t stop them that was true, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t infinitely more fun to watch Ace steal her through the room to secret her out the back door. Her free hand held the book he had given her and her skirts, hafting to hold it up a bit so she wouldn’t trip on it. She couldn’t keep that smile off her face as she kept pace with him, a soft laugh bubbling out as they made their way to that deserted hallway off of the stage. They had just gotten past the curtain when she felt the sudden shift, spinning her into Ace, a bit of a shocked look on her face. She thought perhaps they had been spotted but all thoughts of anything aside from his lips vanished when he kissed her. Oh lord he tasted so good… that bitter tang of that whiskey combined with something sweeter, darker, the essence of his mouth, his lips, his tongue. She moaned softly against his lips, opening beneath his lips, inviting that sweet plunder of his tongue. She shivered softly, her nails gripping into the flesh of his hand as he bit down on that plump bottom lip, dragging it between his teeth, making her shiver and coo before he broke that kiss, his breath hot and heady across her skin. His words made her shiver all over again, the image he painted in her mind all too erotic indeed.*”If it weren’t for this damned dress, I’d already have you… Of course, there is always the carriage…”*She was teasing him, tormenting him back as they spoke so close together, passionate whispers pressed against each other’s lips. The rain hardly registered for her, accepting his help to get into the carriage and sitting down there on those leather seats.*

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♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She looked like quite the proper lady to anyone who might have seen it all going on, a wife and her husband leaving the party a bit earlier than the others, no more, no less. At least… until that door closed. With the traffic of people still coming in, the ‘fashionably lates’ and the down right tardy still on the road, they had a good bit of time in this carriage. Once that door was closed and Ace was settled down, she stood up and lifted those voluminous skirts up, revealing all the had underneath for him. He loved her legs and they were wrapped up pretty as a Christmas present. Silk hose thigh highs adorned those long shapely legs, topped by French point lace darting and held up by satin ribbons. A lace garter belt held it all up on her frame…and absolutely nothing else. Anything else would show up under that satin and she wasn’t about to have a panty line under the gorgeous dress. She straddled him there in that carriage, her thighs gripping the outside of his own, her hands sliding down his arms to take his hands in hers and hold them there. She leaned in, her lips by his ear, whispering along the shell as she spoke in low, husky whispers.*”We have a half hour in this traffic, perhaps a bit more before we get home… In that time, I want to give you a sampling…just a tease… You never let me please you Ace, you always master me, making me whimper and beg you for it before I even get a chance to touch you. It’s so very greedy of you…”*She would give his hands a gentle squeeze before she would move to his pants, her fingers teasing over that belt buckle before she would slide the leather out of it’s loop, pulling it through that metal latch. Her fingers would brush up over that gloriously soft cotton shirt, teasing along that glorious Adonis V of his before sliding her fingers in the waist of his slacks. She would slowly work up that shirt, teasing him with it, letting it brush and tug against his skin until it was free. Her cool fingers would then brush over his hot, flat abs, nails lightly scraping over those rippling muscles.*”You know what they say about singers, don’t you Ace?.... About our….excellent orals skills?... Well, you’re about to find out….just how true that is…”*She smiled down into his eyes, her thighs gripping him firmly as she teased him, tormented him just a bit as she straddled him. Her fingers then found the button of those slacks, slipping it from its confines before moving down to undo that zipper of his, guiding it down to reveal the prize she was going for. Her smile was down right naughty there, her fingers sliding across the outer shape of his cock, teasing it, getting it hard if it wasn’t already there. Once it was, she would slide it out of it’s confines, sliding it out over the top of those knickers of his, once again marveling at the beauty of his instrument. She would arch against it, running her naked hot slit against his shaft teasingly before she would slide off of his before he could object or hold her there. She knew he would be ploughing into her if she stayed there, and she had other plans for this little half our of stolen pleasure. She sunk to her knees there on the floor of the carriage, running her hands up along the inside of his thighs, gripping, massaging, teasing him with her nails through those thin slacks. She teased his cock then, touching, rubbing every spot but his shaft and balls. She could only resist her temptation so much before she would finally grip his rod in her hot little hands, longer fingers circling it’s impressive girth as she began to stroke it slowly, head to base in mind numbing caresses. She would do this for a minute, perhaps two before she would angle herself so that she was between his spread thighs, giving him the most wicked naughty look as she parted those plump, pretty pink lips and took the head of his shaft between her lips. She continued to stroke her hands up and down his shaft, dipping down to cup his balls lightly while she began to torment him. She provided the most excellent suction between those lips of hers, her tongue darting out to stroke the head in slow, teasing circles under the rim of his helmet. Clockwise, counter clockwise before dipping down to dance and flick over the perineum of it. She gave excellent head, and she had been wanting to show him for some time but he had never given her the chance to do so. She was taking it this time, not having given him an opportunity to deny her what she wanted to show him. She was getting quite drunk though, the smell of him was clean and lemony from his shower earlier, mixed with his own musky scent so close to the source. The taste of him though… Oh now that was where it got oh so terrible. She loved licking him, tasting him, kissing him while they made love, but she had never gotten to taste his essence, his core undeluded. It was worse than crack, she was going to be so utterly addicted to this. She whimpered deep in the back of her throat, her fingers gripping convulsively on his cock as she rocked, beginning to bob on his shaft, her hands stroking right ahead of her lips. This alone was getting her hot, making her fuse those tight little thighs together as she rocked, sucking on that all too addictive cock of his. Oh how he would tease her if he found out just how wet this was making her, this taboo part of loving that she had been wanting to since she first saw him there in his shorts in her room that fateful morning. She shivered, she cooed, she moaned as she lost herself in the pleasure she found in loving him orally.*


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..his brow did rise indeed when she mentioned there was always the carriage.. surely she wasn’t going to try and land him IN that carriage.. the ride was going to be hard enough what with knowing what was coming when they arrived home.. but he did indeed have a feeling she was at least going to torment him.. a little payback for all the times he had done so to her.. and he had teased her.. in great amounts the times they had been alone.. he held her hand as they stood beside the carriage.. helping her up the high step.. ushering her into the small confined area before he himself would follow.. the door closing.. the curtains hanging over the small window openings.. the driver had been given the address but the carriage wouldn’t be able to move for a moment or two.. the roads in the general vicinity were pretty well packed.. so many carriages coming and going.. a lot of people on foot.. horses..the night at the Nightingale had been widley publicised and as such it was insanely busy.. and would be quite lucrative indeed for its owners.. he sunk back in his seat.. glancing across to her there beside him.... I do believe we could be here for a little while.. I don’t think anyone expected it to be quite so.. well.. busy.. .. he twisted around a little.. peeling back the thick velvet curtain.. glancing down to the front of the Inn .. the people peering into the venue as it was full and could take no more till some left.. he would turn then.. to settle back into his seat.. his hands coming down to rest there upon his thighs.. noticing she was standing there before him.. he tilted his head up.. - .. just what are you up to? Mm?.... his brow would rise .. catching sight of the mischievous look in her eyes.. that sparkle there that was unmistakable.. he would notice when she began to draw up the luscious fabric of her new dress.. revealing inch after inch of those legs that he so adored.. his fingers.. the ones resting upon his thighs would curl inward.. bunching the fabric of his slacks as he gripped so firmly.. the lace garter top made him roll his neck a little..his lips parted and a breath audibly taken- .. Now… now.. .. he managed to utter though his words were .. well a little breathier than he might have realised.. higher she went though until he was gifted with the sight of the sheer lack of underwear.. nothing.. not a skerrick of fabric.. he swallowed..his brows furrowed- .. Fuck Trin.. .. his shoulders rose a little when she went to straddle him.. settling down there upon his lap.. his hands having since lifted.. though held by her.. she would have felt his fingers curling in.. gripping her hands quite firmly for the time he was able.. when she had settled there upon him he couldn’t help but lift up against her.. since he was unable to hold her down upon him.. - .. I like being greedy.. .. he murmured.. feeling her release his hands.. he’d reach around her.. flexing his fingers against her lower back before he would slide lower and gain quite a firm grip indeed upon that bare ass of hers..his head had tilted back a little.. though his eyes remained squarly upon hers.. his chest was rising and falling in response to the sudden breaths he was taking.. he could feel her fingers upon his belt.. unclasping the length of leather..pulling his shirt free of its restraint.. his lids would close when he felt her fingers upon his stomach.. caressing across those tight trim abs.. a moan sounded in response to those nails scratching.. he wasn’t able to hold it back try as he might.. he lifted up against her.. the hold upon her ass tightening to pull her down to him.. against him.. - .. Oh god.. .. he whined when she mentioned excellent oral skills.. he felt the jolt of the carriage as it began to move.. though its speed was slow.. very slow.. plenty of stopping and starting.. he could hear the driver calling out apologies for the delays… he managed to clear his throat to let the driver know it was perfectly fine.. and to take his time.. they were in.. no rush.. his lids snapped back when she slid her hand down into his slacks.. tracing along the outline of his cock through the thin cotton fabric of his shorts.. he sank back into the seat.. his breath caught audibly when she reached further in to withdraw it from its confines.. she wouldn’t need to tease it.. it was already rock hard beneath her touch.. soft smooth fingers..though when he felt that hot wet little slit of hers he grit his teeth down and hissed- .. Trinity!.. .. his brows furrowed.. Tightening considerably when she suddenly moved away from him.. leaving him there.. –.. You are such a fucking tease.. .. he dipped his head back suddenly.. exhaling a long deep breath.. chuckling softly.. - .. You’re lucky I adore you.. or Id be out that door faster than you could blink honey.. .. his head rolled forward once more.. looking down to her now as she had tumbled to her knees..her fingers were so soft against the fabric of his slacks.. running along the insides of his thighs.. rubbing.. touching.. caressing..he bucked against her fingers when she went back to focus on his shaft.. her stroking was driving him insane.. was making him shift in his seat.. she easily slipped between his parted thighs.. his gaze sought out her own.. he looked for those emerald beauties..it would be then that he’d notice that wicked rather naughty look in her eyes.. his brow rose.. he couldn’t hold back the grin that spread across his own plump glistening lips- .. Oh so sly.. so slick.. you.. little minx.. .. it would be then that she would wrap those pretty little lips around the head of his cock and he’d groan.. her lips.. her tongue.. her fingers.. the gripping.. the stroking.. all of it coupled together was just fucking heaven.. she knew just what she was doing.. his hands rose from beside him.. his fingers easily tangled within her golden curls.. holding.. caressing his nails against her scalp..the noises she made though.. the whimpering made him pull her hair.. made him buck his hips up.. forcing that cock of his a little further into the heated depths of her mouth.. she wasn’t half wrong when she said she had those skills, he couldn’t deny it.. he was glad the carriage was moving.. if it had halted in the middle of town with the noises he was making it surely would have gathered a few interested looks..- .. God Damn Trin.. .. he groaned.. throwing his head back as he pulled upon her hair once more.. that pressure deep down within him was steady.. not peaking.. not rising suddenly.. just a constant wave of sweetened pleasure..-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She caught his brow rising when she mentioned the carriage and that smile just drifted about her lips, teasing, promising that he would figure out soon enough. She had plans indeed for that little carriage ride home, and she was eternally grateful in the knowledge that indeed it was going to be packed to the nines on the roads tonight and it would give her plenty of time to do what she wanted. She had dreamed about it, fantasized many a night about taking him in hand as the saying went, mastering him with her fingers and lips as he had her. It wasn’t quite fair for him to always master her, it was a two way street after all, and she had every much the same right as he had to set the pace. She would never dominate him entirely, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t enjoy tormenting him and watching him wiggle and squirm while she gave him a blowjob he wouldn’t forget any time soon. Tonight seemed like the most perfect night to do it too, she had been a massive success at the Nightingale, Ace had taken the stage himself and serenaded her so sweetly he had stolen her heart and soul all over again. Even more than that, he had proposed to her there, in front of the most populated and packed place he possibly could… He had made it apparent his intentions for her, and if there was ever a night where he might be willing to let her take the reigns a bit, it would be tonight. Lord knows she had tried before to love him like she wanted to, only to be topped by him and damn it if she didn’t love it and end up forgetting all her best laid plans in that world he sent her to. Oh yes, tonight was the night, and that look on his face let her know he was all too curious and wondering just what she had planned. All was fair in love and war after all, and she did so love returning favors… She giggled sweetly when he spoke about how packed it was and how it would indeed be a bit before they got out of the thick of it and to their house. Her voice was little more than a purr really, a warning to him that she was indeed in her element right now and he was in for all sorts of trouble…Pleasurable, delightful, satisfying trouble.*” I know… I fully planned on us being in this little carriage for a good bit of time Ace… And I know just how we are going to pass this little wait time…” *At his words, his question of what she was into, she gave him the most innocent, doe eyed look, blinking sweetly as she fluttered her lashes for him.*”Why, I am sure Ace, you can figure it out soon enough… I have….Every faith in your mental aptitude…” *It had been then that she shifted, standing up and lifting her skirts slowly for him, teasing him as she revealed her legs inch by inch, the hem of her skirt making such slow, agonizing process upward as she tormented him. She was reading his passion there on his face, his lust in the way he rolled his neck as he watched her. That smile spread on her lips as she continued to raise her skirts even after he had made that very weak, halfhearted attempt to chastise her, as if it could get her to be deterred from her current goal. Then she got to the best part, revealing the sweet little gap between her thighs and higher, bereft of a single stich of clothing. She watched him swallow, the way his eyebrows drew together over the strong bridge of his nose. Oh, his reactions were so luscious. When he swore as she moved to straddle him, she couldn’t help the soft, husky laughter that tinkled past her lips.*”My Goodness Ace… I am beginning to think your pet name for me is always going to be lead up to with the word Fuck… Quite the language love…”*She was still smiling as she sat atop his lap, teasing him, tormenting him. She could feel his hands increase the grip on her own, the way his hands clung her hers oh so tightly. In truth, it was always like this with them… There was never a need for a warm up, soft words and roses, chocolates and wine… The lust for each other was always there, always hanging in the air between them, just waiting for a single spark to set it ablaze inside the both of them. Part of her had to giggle in her head about that fact. If she hadn’t already gotten pregnant before, she would have certainly been by now, if not on this very night. They were like a couple of magnets, they couldn’t be within any sort of distance to one another and not end up instantly attached, pulled together by a force invisible but immutable. That smile was still on her lips, her whole body shivering softly at his words, oh God how they turned her on, like pouring gas on a fire.*”Oh I know… and you are so terribly, terribly good at it… I love how greedy you are Ace, you always make me scream your name… But it’s my turn tonight and you shall simply have to sit there as you are, and enjoy the ride… I promise you can be greedy one we get home…”*She had to release his hands then, to get at his belt, his shirt, to let her fingers dance along that all too fucking glorious belly of his. She stole the first groan from him when she ran her nails along his abs, teasing the skin there with that sweet little caress. She was going to have a good bit more out of him before this ride was over, of that she was sure. She shivered with those hands on her ass, her back arching instinctually, thrusting those full, heavy breasts outwards till they nearly spilled over the low neckline of her dress. If she did so much as sneeze she would be falling out over the top of that dress and give Ace a bit of a show at the same time. She couldn’t resist leaning down, to flick her tongue over his bottom lip after that whine. Oh yes, he was beginning to get a bit of an idea now of what was in store for him.*”Oh no baby, I’m not God… but I’ll make you feel like one before we get out of here, I promise…”*That wicked, sensual smile never left her lips as she watched him struggle to keep his voice moderate, to talk civilly to the driver who was explaining the reasons for the stopping and starting of the carriage. Oh yes, everything was quite alright and she was most certainly not in a rush at all to get home… True, that was the final goal, the dessert, the cherry on top but she was in no rush to push through what she was considering an excellent meal. Ace might be in a rush though, the thought tickled her pink really, she knew before she was done he would be frothing at the mouth for something a bit hotter than her mouth. If she had her way, she would have his first orgasm of the night right here in this carriage, swallowing down every drop. Of course that did entirely depend on any further interruptions and just how much time she had to milk that delicious dick till it exploded. When she brushed her hot, sweet little core against his cock, rewarded quite sweetly by his reaction.

(06:32:33 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: Ace) That hiss was all she needed to heart, it was sweetly tempting to watch him, to hear him hissing, gnashing his teeth at her. It was, after all, a sign that he was more on edge than he wanted to admit to. She was off his lap in an instant, sweetly limber and flexible as he well knew by now, her short petit frame made it easy for her to move about in the tight spaces. She could see his muscles clenching and tightening as she left him there, suffering from the sweet pang of feeling her core, hot and wet and then left with nothing within a mere second. She raised that gloved hand, to point her delicate finger at herself, once more all innocence despite the heavy lust that made her eyes glow.*” Who? Me?.... Why, I don’t know what you are talking about Ace, I am only ever a very, very good girl…Besides, you don’t just adore me, you love me silly. You couldn’t leave this carriage with me in it if you tried, you’re far too curious to see just what I’m going to do to you.”*She knew she was right too, there was no way Ace was going to be leaving anywhere any time soon. His cock was so hard beneath her fingers that she knew he would be rooted to that leather seat until she was done torturing him. A hollow threat. She knew what she was doing, all of it, every step of her dance in this carriage was made specifically for his pleasure, for his enjoyment. The fact that she enjoyed it almost as much was just an added bonus really. She continued to stroke along those thighs, teasing him before she took his rod in hand and began to stroke it, loving that smile that he couldn’t fight back as it spread over his lips. She savored it, listening to his words before she stole his ability to think for the next few moments when she took his shaft in between her lips. His groan told her what she wanted to know, that she was most definitely on the right path to bringing him to pleasure. She teased him, stroked him, flicked him with her tongue, getting more and more drunk on him. His hands in her hair excited her to no end, just got her that much wetter as she felt the slickness between her own thighs as she tried so hard to stem it, to ease the ache that was growing there. It made her whimper as she suckled him, made her shiver and shake. When she moaned it make him thrust up, and she didn’t hesitate a single moment to use that thrust of his to take his cock to the back of her throat and deeper, taking him to the hilt. She had excellent control over her own gag reflexes and with the fact that she sung for a living, she had out of this world control and precision with her throat muscles. She heard him swear for her again, his fingers burring that much deeper into her hair, claiming her. She looked p to see him rock his head back, resting it on the arch of that seat there, his eyes sliding closed as he lost himself in the sensations she was wringing from his body. She took advantage of that lack of sight, and if it weren’t for his cock in her mouth, she would have smiled such an impish little grin Ace would have known she was up to no good. She kept one hand on his cock, slowly tightening it as she stroked up and down, perfectly timed with her mouths accent and decent on his cock. Her free hand though, would slip up under his shirt, to rake her nails lightly down those tanned abs before sliding higher still. She knew he enjoyed it when she caressed and stroked his nipples and this would be no different. She clasped one in her fingers and began to tug on that flat male nipple, making it peak up beneath her delicate touches and ministrations. She did the same to the other, keeping them both hard as she teased him, flicked those bits of flesh, running her nails over them, twisting and pinching them each in their turn. She felt his cock spasm inside her mouth, letting her know without words that he was enjoying himself. She released her grip on his soaking wet rod to dip into that low decolaga of her dress, pulling her breasts out so their high firm swells were spilling out and over. She looked so utterly naughty yet completely innocent and angelic there on the floor between his legs, her creamy peaches and cream tits with their impudent soft pink nipples thrust out in cupids arrow points. She reached up to detangle one of his hands from her hair, sliding it down for him to grip her breasts, to do as he wanted with them as she continue to suck him off, to love him with her lips. When his hands did grab one of her breasts, she screamed out with that cock deep in her throat, the sound acting like a vibrator against his dick. She arched into his hand, her whole body shaking as she gave up all idea of control and threw herself into the passion of the moment. She began to speed up, her hand gripping him tightly at the base of that thick rod, squeezing it tightly like a cock ring before she would move it up and down with a slight twist that rotated with her wrist, making a rather figure 8 like shape. She would do several deep bobs on his cock, taking him well to the back of her throat and down, her whole body shaking, vibrating before she would rise to his head, to create an intense suction with her cheeks, her lips. She would swirl her tongue around it then, to tease and stroke along the ridge, flicking that head before going back down to the hilt all over again. She was building a rhythm, a pattern to it that was geared to make Ace a wriggling, writhing mass of pleasure from her tender ministrations. Oh but how good he tasted, how amazing did he feel in her mouth, his hands on her body, her hair. She was whimpering and moaning almost constantly, broken, sweet little cries of pleasure that would drive him mad. She took only a moments break, releasing his cock from her lips as she gasped in a deep breath, her lips swollen and glistening from his precum and her own spit. Those dreamy green eyes, heavily lidded and lustful would catch those beautiful stormy grey ones. She made such a plaintive little plea, her whole body shaking as those golden curls tumbled down in various places from his grip in those blonde locks.*”Please come in my mouth Ace… I want to taste all of you so badly….OhmyGod you taste so good…”*She couldn’t keep off that cock any longer than that, those few words were all she could get out before she resumed, locking those lips around his cock, stroking him, sucking him, licking that entire shaft each time she went down, flicking her tongue back and forth as she went up and down that smooth, thick rod. She was building him up, adding layers on top of layers of pleasure, of torment, each motion geared to making him cum for her.*

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..indeed she had a point when she said that his pet name for her was always going to be lead up to with the word Fuck before it.. but he couldn’t help it.. she got him so flustered.. so riled.. his body felt as though it were on fire.. every single inch of him was trembling under her skilful hands.. her mouth.. her tongue.. all of it.. his mind was so foggy.. so thick with lust just like the look in his eyes as he watched her.. and he most certainly did.. observed the way those beautiful lips just devoured every inch of that rock hard cock .. the heat inside her mouth was simply exquisite ..so slick.. so wet and so warm.. and her throat was just the icing on the cake.. the way she was able to make it retract .. the way her cheeks hollowed ..squeezing.. applying just the right amount of pressure onto that already sensitive shaft.. he couldn’t help but groan.. - ..Fuck that feels incredible.. .. he whined.. hissing another breath through his teeth as he watched her.. his fingers tried in vain to keep a hold of those blonde curls.. tugging upon them tightly.. his toes curled within his boots.. his muscles in his legs tensed.. or more so the muscles in his entire body tensed and released.. over and over.. he bucked up .. his ass lifting slightly from the seat every time she dove back down onto him.. thrusting him further into that hot wet cavern.. - .. Oh yes.. .. he rocked his head back.. smacking it into the back of the carriage in the process.. - .. yes.. .. he responded to her uttering in that horribly cheeky way that she was a very good girl- .. there’s no denying that you are a very…very good girl.. .. he groaned.. arching his chest out.. rolling his hips to meet her lips.. to force his cock further into her throat.. it was incredible.. it was.. what she was doing was sublime.. like nothing he had ever truly experienced.. sure the act in of itself was not new to him.. he’d had it performed on him countless times..some were better than others.. but they all lacked finesse.. and that was something she had in spades.. another moan.. this one deeper.. a lot heavier in tone.. his voice was lowering as his breath grew quicker.. he felt her hands sliding beneath his shirt once more.. up over those flexing abs.. his stomach was indeed rock hard.. he had wound himself up so tightly there was no going back.. he wouldn’t relax until he came.. not properly in any rate.. his eyes rolled back in his head when she went to torment him that little bit further.. tugging upon those small nipples of his.. flicking.. twisting.. tugging.. his shoulders drew back into the plush seating.. another groan.. this one was guttural indeed and she would have felt the pulsing there within her mouth.. his cock was twitching as all her teasing was coming to a head.. if she kept this up he wouldn’t last long at all.. she was playing him like a violin.. knowing just where to touch.. just how much pressure to use.. and yet he was certain she still had quite a large back of tricks hidden away.. for use when she so desired it.. his hands drew away from her hair.. letting those gorgeous blonde curls tumble back forward.. he reached for his face.. fingers pressing to his temples.. his palms covering his eyes before he’d rake his tips back through his thick richly coloured hair.. another groan.. he could feel her movement.. she was shifting a little there between his thighs.. all the while sucking on his cock like her life depended on it.. he’d then notice her pulling those luscious tits out of her dress.. watching as those tear drop shaped globes tumbles over the top of the corset.. she didn’t have to ask him twice.. he had his hands upon those as soon as they were offered.. and every time she sucked that little bit harder.. his tug upon her dusty pink nipples grew tighter.. he’d pull and twist.. rolling those nipples til they were so hard between his thumb and index finger.. releasing them only to grab at the large globes of flesh.. feeling those smooth supple breasts.. palming them.. touching.. caressing.. kneading..his stomach msucles contracted.. his thighs did much the same.. a shudder worked its way through his body.. only further pushed by her cries.. by her moans.. the vibration coating his shaft. His body as he felt it within her throat.. her begging though.. that made him growl.. made him release her tits and rock his head back once more.. that voice of hers.. her pleading with him.. it just made things harder.. it made things sharper.. he swallowed quite harshly.. rocking his head back and forth.. knocking it against the back of the carriage.. nothing hard.. nothing that would cause him any damage.. - .. Damn it.. .. he groaned.. - .. Fuck that’s just ..slick.. that’s.. ugh.. Trin!.... he tensed up considerably.. his entire body shuddered under her direction before he would do just as she so begged of him.. he was unable to hold it back a moment longer.. her lips and throat were like a god damn vice.. so tight.. so hot.. so incredibly good.. he exploded there within the depths of her mouth.. coating her tongue.. her throat.. her lips.. he growled loudly.. his hands had risen to grip the sides of his head.. his hair.. raking back through his now sweat laden locks.. - .. Fuck!.... he cried.. gritting his teeth down as he endeavoured to keep his voice down a little.. ever thankful that the noise outside .. the horses and the wheels of the carriage on the cobbles would drown out the most of it.. - . Oh.. good god.. .. he whined.. exhaling long.. deeply.. his head still remained rocked back upon the edge of the seat.. his eyes closed as his chest rose and fell rapidly.. his heart was racing within his chest.. -

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh she was enjoying herself far too much for this to ever be considered an innocent thing. She had planned on tormenting him, showing him what he had been forcing himself to miss out on when they made love. She had wanted to do this for almost two months now, eager and willing to blow his mind with her lips but he had always made it so that she never quite got a chance to do it. Once they started to make love, Ace mastered her completely, her whole being bent on following him, loving him, wringing every drop of pleasure out of it that she could. It was impossible to think of anything else during those hot and heavy moments with him, especially he buried himself balls deep inside her. All thought virtually ceased function as soon as he entered her, becoming one being rather than two separate individuals. None of that mattered right now though, oh no, her main focus was Ace right now. She wanted to please him, to bring him the same kind of pleasure he brought her when he put himself in the same position. She was getting so damn high on him though, she felt as though she were going to faint from those heavy pheromones that were hitting her system like bombs, making her wet and weak with longing. She was just as vocal as he was about it all, loosing herself in the moment, moaning, whimpering, crying in pleasure when he bucked his thighs up, fucking her pretty little mouth. She could feel every twitch of his muscles there in his legs, feeling them clamp about her delicate shoulders as he gave up to the lust and the sensations. His words stroked her senses like a velvet caress, only making her heart beat that much faster, skipping and stuttering in her chest as she bobbed in his lap. His skin was so smooth and hot under her fingertips, some of it slicker than others, the scars that were a smooth satin under her fingertips, her palms. She loved how responsive he was to that nipple play, how it pushed him that much farther down the rabbit hole with her, pushing him that much closer to the release she wanted him to find with her. She didn’t relent, didn’t slow down or lighten up to give him a chance to breath or get his bearings, oh no. She pushed him hard, her silken fingertips guiding him through the maze of lust, turning him this way and that to his core, his orgasm. When his hands had found her breasts as she so desperately wished to, she went a little…nuts. She cried out against his cock, screaming her pleasure as she picked up her pace and setting those breasts to swaying, bouncing there against his hands. If she didn’t have his cock buried down her throat she would have been screaming his name as he pushed her back just as much. Good God if it was this good she could only imagine what it would be like when she really started to torment him, when she had the time to drag it out, to perfect it. This wasn’t even her best, far from it actually. He would learn at a later date just what sort of heaven/hell she was capable of inflicting on him, on just how far she could drag it out for him. This was a time sensitive loving, she knew she had just so much time and so much space before she would have to stop and make them both look as if nothing had happened and she wanted him to cum before they hit the crunch time. When she had begged him to cum in her mouth she had been quite serious. She was about to cum herself, the rocking she was doing was for her own friction as well as his, bringing herself closer to the edge, right to the brink of cumming. His hands on her tits were doing marvelously well to push that along and she was so damned sensitive it wouldn’t be much longer at all with how he was handling her. When he got harder than a steel bar in her mouth, the way his whole body tensed up as if someone had hit him with a bolt of lightning, which was when she felt it. His hands had left her tits to grip his own head a few moments before this and she was left without that tool to rock herself off. It didn’t matter though, not when she heard him loose his shit. His groans, the way he started to shake and spasm… Then he came, the first ark of that jizz hitting her tongue, drowning her as he filled up her hot little mouth. She moaned loudly as he came for her, catching every one of those hot white jets he was shooting, savoring the taste of him. Good God…. He tasted like nothing she could ever put into words, he was slightly sweet but far more savory, the musk, his essence there wove through it all like moonshine and it hit her hard, making her drunk on the flavor, his very personal brand. She rolled it back and forth on her tongue as she sucked every last drop from him, even past the last load of cum fell into her mouth, dragging out that orgasm of his until she knew he couldn’t take it anymore. She swallowed once, twice, thrice to get it all down, licking her lips greedily before she would straddle his hips and plunge herself down on that still hard cock. She was slick and searingly hot, tighter than her mouth as she took him into her in one fell swoop. She ran her fingers through is damp hair, gripping it tightly , forcing his head back as she rode him hard and fast, her sweet little cries of pleasure hot in that air. Her tits were bouncing madly, looking like such a naughty angel in that white dress, her hair a mess, her lips swollen and smelling like his cum. She started gasping, little sweet mewels of pleasure before she cried out his name, finding her own release there on his rod, her nails scraping against his scalp as she broke down there, shaking in his lap, her pussy clenching hard and fast around that already ultrasensitive cock. She was useless there for a few minutes, gasping, trying to catch a breath, both of them looking as if they had just ran a marathon. She pulled back then, and slowly slid herself off of him, her cunny still so tightly wrapped around his cock even though it had gone soft some moments ago. She bend down, sucking on his cock again, taking up the last drops of his pleasure as well as her own before planting a kiss on his head and tucking it back in his shorts. She fixed his pants in short order, sliding that shirt back in nice and proper and fastening his button, zipper, and belt in short order. She slid her breasts back inside that corset in no time, a bit of a wiggle and adjusting so that her breasts sat nice and high once more. Her hair was more of a mess than she could fix, leaving her with no other option to take down all those pins and combs, letting it all fall about her shoulders and down her back in sweet, softly curling ringlets. Aside from the smell of sex and sweat, they both looked perfectly proper once more. None too soon too, for they had just arrived at the house and it was time for them to go in.*

[BadInfluence]

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..his head was resting back upon the seat.. his eyes were clenched tightly closed.. his breath continued to catch over and over again there within his throat.. hire heart was throbbing.. beating so hard there within his chest.. Fuck that was absolutely incredible.. she certainly knew what she was doing.. and she certainly knew her way around his body to get him just where she wanted him to be.. she was lapping it up.. drawing out every drop from that rigid aching cock of his.. his groaned continued until she finally let up.. until she finally released him from the confines of her slick heated little mouth.. would he now have a moment to catch his breath.. to regain some form of composure? Oh.. no no.. certainly not.. he didn’t even feel her moving.. shifting.. drawing away from him till she literally straddled his lap and shoved that ultra sensitive member deeply inside of her.. his body bucked up fiercely against her.. his teeth clenched.. his jaw was strong.. rigid.. he growled then.. sucking in a deeper breath.. his hands reached around to grab a painful hold upon her petite frame as she took from him what she so wanted.. what she so deserved after quite a performance.. he was speechless.. he couldn’t summon words try as he might.. his head rocked forward.. his eyes snapping open.. looking up to her there as she rode him so hard.. so fast.. he groaned.. fuck she was so hot.. her inner walls were tensing and relaxing.. over and over.. tormenting his already tortured shaft.. he watched her for all but the length of a mere moment before she reached for his hair.. tangling her fingers within those sweat laden locks.. forcing his head back.. elongating his neck.. he growled again.. his body arching.. he was shuddering beneath her.. his body was literally trembling he couldn’t help it.. she had pushed him past the point of .. well no return.. past the point of the orgasm.. into the valley of bliss and his mind wasn’t quite sure how to handle it.. - .. God Trin.,.... he cried out.. digging his nails into those plump ass cheeks of hers.. feeling her bouncing upon his lap.. she was so damn tight.. he felt when she was starting to stiffen.. when her body was about to give in.. the clenching of her muscles.. the shuddering of her own frame before she came so very gloriously.. her sweet little cries filled that tiny wooden cabin.. his eyes rolled back when she scratched against his scalp.. tugging upon his hair in the process.. before she all but collapsed against him.. into him.. his arms lifted from her to wrap about her frame so tightly.. drawing her in close.. as the pair of them just trembled in their after state of euphoria.. his mind was spinning.. his lips were parted and he too was gasping for breath.. they both looked completely wrecked.. as if they’d been in some kind of accident.. or had indeed done on one hellova marathon.. he felt her going to move.. going to lift from his lap.. but he wouldn’t let her.. he held her in place for perhaps a moment.. or two longer.. his head buried against her shoulder.. he needed to calm himself.. he needed to feel his heart settle into some kind of regular rhythms before she even attempted moving a single inch… his breath was hot against her damp shoulder... you.. .. he whispered- .. you are. .. just utterly incredible.. .. running quite cool across her sweaty flesh.. he swallowed a few times.. before he would finally release her.. feeling her heated body drawn away.. leaving him there.. his head slumped back against the cushioned seat.. his arms did the same.., he was utterly spent.. in such a short amount of time she had managed to drop him.. harder than he was sure he had ever been dropped before.. his head tilted a little to the side as he looked to her there.. watching her through that lust filled haze.. she dropped once more.. her lips finding his cock once more and he hissed quite loudly.. his body stiffened .. even though her attentions there were short they were more than enough to make a deep breathy moan sound.. he inhaled quite harshly to compensate.. she was such a tease.. he lifted a little when she drew his slacks back into their.. more respectable position.. fastening the button.. the zipper and then the belt.. his lids closed.. he worked on regulating his breath in that moment.. hearing her fixing herself.. the sounds of fabric.. of her tiny frame wriggling upon that seat.. his eyes opened and he caught her releasing those blonde ringlets..

(00:16:50 )
...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: letting them tumble down from her shoulders.. she was a vision in white and gold.. he couldn’t help but smile really.. - .. beautiful.. .. he whispered.. reaching his hand across to cradle her cheek..before he heard the carriage coming to a stop.. the driver calling out that they had indeed reached their destination.. his free hand reached back to rake through his hair.. it was more than tousled by this stage.. but it didn’t really matter how messy it got.. it still suited him extrodinarily well.. he drew in a breath and slowly pulled himself out of that seat.. feeling perhaps a little on the tender side.. opening the carriage door hed step out.. holding his hand out for her.. to claim hers and help her out of the vehicle.. a nod of the head.. an offer of thanks and the pair would be left on their own.. the wind had picked up.. there was a clear chill in the air.. he glanced down the length of the street.. it was completely deserted.. not even any lantern lights could be seen in any windows.. everyone must have been down at the Nightingale.. he peeled off his blazer.. sliding it around her shoulders.. before he lightly rubbed against her arms.. his hand would seek out hers.. fingers intertwining before he would lead her back up those steps.. and into the house.. it was dark.. a bit on the cool side…. He came up behind her then.. sliding his arms about her till his palms rested there upon her belly.. his chin to the curve of her shoulder- .. get comfortable on the couch.. Ill just grab something to drink.. .. he pressed his lips to that delicate curve before releasing her.. stepping around her and moving into the kitchen proper.. turning the dial on the lantern.. he’d gather up a bottle of wine for himself.. a glass and some water for her.. unsure really on her take on drinking whilst with child..some didn’t seem to mind.. some did.. though in this age and time the jury was out on it having ill effects.. women practically drank and ate whatever they desired.. whatever they could afford.. a small bowl filled with strawberries.. and he’d return to the lounge.. hoping that she had indeed settled down to sit there upon the couch- .. I don’t know what you want to drink.. so I grabbed a few things.. would have been wiser if I asked first.. .. he laughed.. shaking his head.. placing that tray down on the table beside her before he’d turn to tend to the fire within the hearth.. it wasn’t completely out.. the orange glow from a few coals remained which meant it just needed to be stirred.. needed to be agitated and refuelled.. adding some twigs.. a little kindling and a few logs later.. it would ignite soon enough and the room would flood with warmth and a healthy orange glow. He’d turn, glancing over his shoulder toward her there.. seated so comfortably upon the couch.. his head would tilt.. simply observing her for a time before he would rise to stand.. rolling his shoulders back.. he’d move to approach her.. coming to stand there before the couch.. his knees brushing against the fabric of her rather exquisite dress.. his hand would reach out- .. come.. .. grasping a hold upon her fingers.. drawing her to her feet.. directly before him- .. this dress is.. beautiful.. and indeed rather intricate..I don’t want to ruin it on you.. .. he’d guide her so her back was to him.. his fingers would slide along those few tiny pearl buttons.. releasing each one.. the zipper soon following.. she’d feel that fabric release soon after.. all the way down to the swell of her ass.. he’d guide the sleeves down her arms.. his thumbs brushing across her body as he continued to draw that dress down her frame.. relieving her of its weight and it’s restriction.. till she was left in nothing more than those damn hot stockings he was gifted with the sight of earlier.. and the garter belt holding onto her hips.. his hands fell to her waist.. fingers just barely touching.. caressing the now bared skin.. before he’d draw back.. stepping around her.. to settle and sit upon that couch.. he’d pat his hands upon his thighs.. willing her to come sit with him.. atop him.. graciously accepting her weight when she did.. inching in nice and close.. his head rested back against the cushions.. looking up to her there.. how the light gave her such a precious outline.. he was honestly asking himself how he could have possibly gotten so lucky to have this beauty seated upon his lap..he could have never.. Ever guessed this would have eventuated from his thoughts the first time he saw her.. heavens no.. he thought she’d brush him off.. or it would be like most.. a one nighter and he’d be on his way the next day.. but this.. this was something different entirely for him.. this was almost unreal in a way.. it felt.. he was having trouble believing it was actually occurring.. his hands found her waist once more.. no words were spoken.. at least by him.. he didn’t say a single word.. he just.. watched her.. drowned in her expressions.. he’d reach for one of those plump red berries.. holding it between his fingers as he began to circle her navel with it.. just lightly.. he had indeed noticed the delicate rise in her stomach.. the dress though hid it well.. when she was bared like this it was clear as day.. and he didn’t seem quite so.. taken aback by it all.. at least not on this occurrence.. that berries tip slid lower.. down her stomach.. before it found its way between that slick little sensitive slit of hers.. to circle ..to torment.. it wasn’t brash or abrubt.. it wasn’t hurried or forced.. it was slow.. gentle.. a touch that was barely even there.. he’d toy with her opening a moment.. dipping it just an inch or two within her.. before he would slide it back.. along her stomach.. between those tear drop shaped globes of hers.. those stunning breasts.. up the swan like curves of her neck.. her throat.. before he circled her lips.. teasing her with the ability for her to reach and bite it.. before he himself would simply take a bite from it.. shooting her a rather cheeky wink.. a murmur would sound.. the taste was incredible really.. that sweet tang.. he brushed the other half against her lips then.. letting her take it.. before he would lean in and claim her lips with his own.. -

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had never thought that something as sweetly simple as taking him between her lips could have such an effect on her, altering her perception of pleasure, deepening it’s meanings and possibilities. She wouldn’t have thought it could be something so emotionally bonding, to hold her so tightly in its grasp, nor master her so completely. She had wanted to simply bring him pleasure, to show him that she was just as capable of giving as she was of receiving. She was utterly floored by how it had made her feel though, how something so simple could rock her to her core and shake the foundation she had once stood so stable on. Punch drunk on his taste, high on the sweet husky moans, lost in the sensations both given and received…. She had found herself altered, branded by him though he did nothing but sit there on that leather seat in a random carriage they were renting… She had thought that his loving, their passionate copulations had branded her deeply, but this was on a different level entirely. It was almost unfair really, the fact that she was wanting to make an impression on his mind, to stamp this moment into his memory… Yet here she was, intoxicated to the point of madness on his taste, swallowing down every drop… And she was the one who had that stamp placed on her mind. Perhaps it had been the event of the night, Ace’s singing that soul stirring song for her, his proposal to her when she had never thought of such a possibility… Tonight was just magic…. She was never going to be the same, something inside her was going to be broken and remade into a beautiful, rare thing… She had straddled him then, wanting to find that same release he had found with her, needing to be sent over that edge, to following him into pleasure. She hadn’t hesitated, trusting in Ace to hold up under it, to take her there. She had not been disappointed, his hands were on her immediately, his grip fierce and possessive as she rode him to her orgasm. She shattered atop him, collapsing as she felt so broken yet utterly perfect in that state. She had planned on getting them both decent, pushing her own sensations to the back burner to take care of him first but she found his arms tightening about her rather than let her go. Her hands slid from his hair to slide down his neck before she wrapped her arms about him, pressing her body against his, her bare chest pressing against that superfine cotton shirt. It wasn’t fair… Her heart shouldn’t be able to love him anymore, it should be far past the capacity point yet as he held her, whispering against her shoulder…. She just felt it grow there, like a cup that fills over the brim, pouring over and yet never runs out. She had so much to give him, so much love and laughter, smiles and support… She was in awe of it all, wondering just how she had come to this place, this point in her life. Ace had been the key, he had unlocked her, released her from that cold mechanical world she had lived in… He made her feel, made her laugh, made her cry…. He taught her how to love at a time when he said he wasn’t even sure if he could ever feel something like that. He taught her what magic was when she was unable to use it herself, he gave her wings to fly… He chained her to him while he gave her that freedom he had promised her when he proposed… She couldn’t resist him, he was as much as part of her as her heart, her soul was, and just as vital to her living, her existence. She wanted to remain there in his arms, to stay there in that dark, heavenly little carriage… Still, her wants, her wishes wouldn’t be able to stem the tide of reality. She had wiggled there out of his lap, giving him that last bit of seductive licking and sucking before she had them both put up in a more…respectable state. When she let that hair down, she hadn’t known his eyes were open, nor that he was watching her as those long amber gold colored curls fell down about her frame. She looked at him, the sound of his voice caught her attention, his calling her beautiful made her blush softly, a shy smile playing on her lips. She leaned into that caress, a soft sigh sounding as that sweet breath passed over his skin. She felt so heavy, yet so light at the same time, as if gravity couldn’t make up it’s mind. She had so many things just bubbling behind her lips that she wouldn’t give voice to, hiding them deep down inside herself, storing them away. Did he know, truly, how much he meant to her? The way his hair, so adorably tousled just made her hands itch to run through it, to feel it spring back beneath her fingers with a mind of it’s own… The way his smile undid her every single time… The way his voice sounded to her, like angels calling her to heaven to take her place among the clouds… There was no one in existence, before or after these moments with him that she would ever feel this way for… He was so much more than her lover, her friend… He was… God, was there even words enough in the world over to explain it? The smile on her lips grew for him, a special, rare thing that he hadn’t seen before. It was so tender, so delicate, fragile… Angelic. Too soon the carriage was at their home address as she watched him rise out of that seat, taking a bit of a deep breath tp push himself out of it and open the door. There was indeed a chill out there, the misting rain earlier had dropped the temperature a good bit and she shivered when that cold air snuck into the cabin and settled on her skin. She hated the cold… Always had, always will. She rested her hand in his, needing his strength to lean on, stepping down out of the conveyance and settling her feet on the solid earth once more, her fingers giving his hand a delicate squeeze of thanks. When he released her hand, she too noticed how utterly silent it was on their usually busy little street. The darkness made her shiver again, her fingers clenching softly, the only thing keeping her from bolting into the house and the light there was the fact Ace was just a few inches from her. She turned to look at him, catching him taking off his blazer to settle it on her shoulders, his warmth and scent still clinging to the fabric and settling about her like the softest blanket. She felt like such a fool, feeling the tears start up from such a simple but sweet action of compassion on his part. Those jade green eyes would lock with his, her own rich with emotion, enchanting to look at. She shivered beneath his fingers, her smile that same one as before, rare for her, something special behind its shape. She linked her fingers with his easily, giving his hand the softest squeeze as he led her up the steps, opening the door and taking her inside. It was a bit chilly inside since the fires had long been left to their own devices, to die down into embers in their brick and metal grates.

(02:21:54 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: She felt his hand slip from hers as he came up behind her after closing the door, resting his hands on the place where their little family was growing, slowly making it’s presence known in the delicate swell there that was well hidden by her dress and the built in corset. His chin at her shoulder made her sway softly into him, a subtle movement as she shifted, turning her head to softly press a kiss on his cheek as he kissed her shoulder. She couldn’t argue, being on her knees in that carriage and then riding Ace to her pleasure, combined with everything else tonight… She didn’t have as much energy as she usually would have. She slid her feet out of those slippers there at the doorway, leaving them behind rather like Cinderella’s glass slipper in the fairy tail. She curled up on that big, comfortable couch of theirs, nestled into the corner with her head resting on the back of it. She was warming up now, the smells of their home sinking into her senses, calming her beautifully as she caught bits of lilac and beeswax. She watched him come out of the kitchen with that tray, her lips spreading in a smile that reached her eyes, made them sparkle a bit. She wrapped her arms about her legs, looking so petit and feminine in his jacket with all that satin and tulle looking like a spun nest about her legs.*”I think it’s sweet… I try to avoid anything too heavy, the babies don’t like a lot of things that normally never bothered me. I used to absolutely love orange juice, now it makes me sick which is completely mad since it’s good for me and for them. They like punch though… they have a terrible sweet tooth. Carbonation helps too, I haven’t been sick since I found out by accident that the bubbles settle them down…Is that wine?...Funny… It smells good…”*She reached forward as he went to tend to the fire, stoking it up and adding new wood to it so that it would start a nice, cheery fire in no time. She poured out two glasses for them, that sweet white wine grabbed her attention something fierce. Usually it meant that their babies wanted what ever it was she was smelling because she would end up craving it after too long, to the point that she simply gave in whenever it came along. She took a tentative sip and that cold sweetness splashed along her tongue, made her moan as she savored it, swallowing. Well, they DID have a sweet tooth. The thought had her laughing softly to herself, shaking her head as she turned to watch him there. She watched him stand and come over to stand in front of her, causing her to set her glass down on that table there and reach for the hand he had stretched out. She took it, unfolding her legs to stand before him though she would rather have been sitting down at his next words… Her knees felt weak suddenly, knowing all too well from those words just what would be happening at some point tonight. She turned for him then, pulling her hair over her shoulder and giving him free access to the fastening of the dress. She was shivering as he touched her, his fingers felt through the thin fabric as he released each little button, sliding that zipper down and revealing her skin inch by inch until the only thing holding that dress up was the flare of her hips and arse. His hands on her arms was such a sweet caress, a delicate seduction and she couldn’t help the breathy sigh that passed her lips as he divested her of that white and gold confection. When it fell, leaving her completely naked but for that garter belt and lace topped thigh highs. She looked down right naughty clad in nothing but her golden hair and white silk, yet somehow despite how utterly tempting she looked, there was a fragility in it too, something that appealed sexually and aesthetically as well. She felt his hands, just barely touching, feather light on her tiney waist before he stepped around her to sit down on the couch where she had just been. She smiled at him patting his lap, needing no more invitation as she stepped out of her dress and went willingly to settle upon his lap, nuzzling in close to him. She rested her hands on his chest, feeling his heart beating beneath her palms as he looked up at her, watching her. What did he see when he looked at her? She would one day perhaps have the courage to ask. These moments between them right now, they were as delicate as a butterfly’s wings and she couldn’t make herself speak, nothing could be added to the perfection of it all. As much as he was watching her, she was watching him and her gaze loved everything they fell upon. Her thoughts were much like his, thinking to that first night when she had gotten that letter… She hadn’t ever thought anything like this would come to pass… She hadn’t been looking for a lover nor a friend, she had just started to live by her own standards, finally allowed to be herself. When she had gotten to his table she had been shocked by how handsome he was, the way his voice was so uniquely pitched, the slick way he had of talking. She had wanted to avoid him when she realize just how slick he was, the way he could say absolutely nothing and yet it was perceived as exactly what the other person wanted to hear. He had put her on guard and if Marian and Sydel hadn’t poisoned him, they wouldn’t be here today… How funny that the people who had tried to hurt him, who had hurt them both, was the very reason they were happy… She would have gone about her life as normal without him, if she hadn’t found him ill, if she hadn’t helped him… They had talked a lot, misread each other, yet always been honest. There had been stutters, stops, hesitations… But once they realized that there were some things a person just can’t fight, it had all started to click into place. Hell had been thrown at them, pain and torture, threats and agony… Loss… A deep, heartfelt loss… Yet here they were… It hadn’t made her love him less, hadn’t driven him away… For her strength and perseverance, she had gotten to know this man of hers, her Fiancé, the father of her children. He breathed life into her body and soul, chasing away the winter of her existence before she knew him, warming her heart, starting those first, fluttering beats with the sunshine he brought to her. Let the world rain hell down on them… Together, nothing could top them… He was all she needed to face down the rings of dante’s inferno that this life might toss at her, Ace was the wings that she used to soar over it. She loved him so much, it just continued to grow there every day, stunning her with how it continued to become larger, more beautiful each morning she woke with him in her life. His hands on her waist made her dip forward just a touch, closing the space between them before he reached for one of the strawberries. She had just gotten them too, having a particular craving for them that she hadn’t had the time to indulge this morning. What he did with that fruit was unexpected though. She gasped softly, her lips parting so sweetly as her eyes flitted between watching what he was doing to her body and holding his gaze.

(02:22:06 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: This was the first time he had ever really touched her there, looked at her softly rounding belly… What was more, was that he didn’t seem… Well… he didn’t seem to deny it. She knew he was still afraid of the fact, and while she was still slender he could pretend that she wasn’t pregnant. She had tried to follow his wishes, to avoid any discomfort her condition might bring him. The truth of it though was that it left her feeling very lonely sometimes, wanting so badly to share it with him but not wanting to push him away with it either. His luck with children wasn’t the best, and who could blame him for his fear? The only child he had was one that had come into this world not out of love, but lust, and with disastrous results. There had been so much suffering there between Ace and Sydel, and Sydel had brought it to her in full circle. She was breaking the cycle though, she was fighting, giving it all she got to try and help Ace move past it. She didn’t want him to forget, no one could forget something like that, the very real pain of loss. She was trying to slowly, delicately, lovingly show him that it was going to be ok… She was healthy and happy, outrageously so right now in these moments. The babies were healthy and happy, already starting to twitch as they became more human like for each week that passed. She was radiant, filling out in all the right places, her skin glowing as if she were lit from within. Pregnancy suited her, and she hoped that Ace would see that, stop being so afraid for her and maybe even allow himself just a moment or two of happiness in the knowledge that he was going to be a father. She smiled, watching that berry pass over the rise of her belly, dipping lower still. She hadn’t expected him to slide it lower, to pass that succulent fruit between her thread thighs, to tease along her pearl before dipping lower still, to tease along her entrance. Her hands on his chest gripped that fine cotton shirt, her eyelids sliding lower, fluttering as she moaned softly, her toes curling as she forced herself to be still as he tormented her with that sweet fruit. When he slit the tip of it inside her she gasped, those eyes snapping open with shock as she stared into those grey eyes, the lust that had been satisfied a few minutes ago was starting to kindle anew. It never took him long to start her up again, her body shivering there in his lap as he took that slickened fruit and traced it up her body, between her breasts and higher still. She tilted her head back, her breath catching in her throat as he traced it up the colum of her delicate neck before circling her lips, tormenting her with that suddenly naughty fruit. She was about to nip at it when he pulled it away moments before she could, to bite into it himself. She sighed ever so softly, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt before she parted her lips to take the last of the fruit from his fingers, tasting herself and him both on it along with the decadently sweet taste of the berry itself. Soon after that berry his own lips would follow and she swayed into him, her head tilting into that kiss. Her lips parted for him, her tongue sliding along his lower lip before dipping into the corners of his kiss,, begging such sweet entrance to his mouth.*

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..his head tilted to the side a little further.. his lips locking firmly onto hers…welcoming her tongue as it slid across.. he lapped at it.. tasted it.. nipped and toyed with it.. his hands rose.. reaching to cradle her cheeks.. to caress along her jawline .. quiet murmurs sounded.. she tasted incredibly good.. the sweet of the berry was just the icing on the cake for him.. his tongue soon reached to invade her heated depths.. extending the kiss.. making it last that little bit longer.. his hands soon fell from her cheeks.. to rest there upon the rounds of her shoulders.. lightly holding.. gripping before he would seek out those fleshy globes.. his fingers cradling them from beneath.. feeling their weight.. his thumbs would stretch to just barely caress those hardening nipples.. circling them with an almost ghost like touch.. the kiss broke..his forehead pressed to hers as he exhaled a slow somewhat shattered breath.. - ..I shouldn’t have the energy for this.. .. he whispered softly.. lightly brushing his lips across hers- .. not after what you did earlier.. .. his hands drew away from those gorgeous breasts of hers.. to begin unbuttoning his shirt.. revealing inch after inch of that toned chest… his well muscled stomach.. drawing forward just a touch to enable him to peel the soft cotton fabric away.. leaving him topless.. - .. you’re pretty incredible.. .. his grey gaze lifted.. looking upon her seated there- .. a very.. very talented tongue.. .. he shot her a wink.. his hands coming back down to rest there upon her thighs.. his head tilted as he leant in to press his lips to hers once more.. lingering there.. close.. - .. you need to tell me.. .. he whispered between kisses.. - .. if you need to rest.. … another kiss.. just light..barely felt.. yet the desire behind them would be unmistakable- .. I could never be offended.. or concerned.. ..his lips drew away from hers.. trailing kisses along her jawline.. letting them fall just beneath her right ear- .. you just need to tell me.. I will completely understand.... he blew a short breath into her ear.. setting her senses on a sharp end before his lips would return to her flesh.. fluttering down the gentle curves of her neck.. she was pregnant.. known to be tired.. he didn’t want her to think she had to do this.. they had all the time in the world to explore.. it didn’t have to be tonight if she didn’t want it to - ..we could just sit here.. and talk.. . he whispered against her shoulder.. before he lifted his head.. leaving it slightly tilted.. his eyes were upon hers.. peering back into them.. a smile crept across his plump soft lips.. - .. about anything.. .. his hands lifted from her thighs.. reaching around behind him as he pulled the quilt from the back of the couch.. sliding it around the back of her.. allowing it to envelope the pair of them.. - .. or we could just go to bed.. .. he leant in.. lifting his chin just a little.. just enough to press his lips to her forehead- .. ladies choice.. .. and he meant it.. tonight was her night.. she could decide what they did.. where they went.. anything she desired.. she’d get.. his chin tilted down a little then.. his lips pressing to the top of her nose.. to her right cheek.. and then her left.. before they’d meet there in the middle once more and he would draw her in for another soft.. sensual kiss.. it wasn’t heated or lust filled.. it wasn’t terribly naughty.. it was as delicate as she would ever truly experience with him.. the days events as a whole were .. extrodinary.. from the run that just about knackered him completely.. to seeing her up on stage shining like a precious gem.. to the nerves he battled whilst he sat there upon the stage.. and then the proposal.. the sneaking out of the building.. the heated kiss behind the curtain.. and the carriage ride.. well that completely floored him.. he certainly wasn’t expecting that what so ever.. he smiled against her lips there.. before he’d reach across for those two glasses of wine.. holding out out to her.. whilst he held one for himself.. he swirled its golden contents a little..- ..anything.. .. he took a small sip of its sweetened contents.. sighing softly in response.. it was a supreme vintage indeed..- .. anything at all.. don’t be shy just tell me what you want..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: *Oh the delicious taste of him was so heady right after the bit with the strawberry and the wine. She whimpered softly against him, his delicious mouth as he gave her what she wanted, his lips parting beneath the gentle coaxing of her tongue. His hands on her cheeks were so delicate, cradling her face in his palms, his fingertips on her cheekbones as they framed her heart shaped face.. The sounds he made while he kissed her did well to make her ache, to burn, to stoke those fires just a bit more inside her. Their tongues danced against one another, giving and taking, invading and retreating as they stroked each other. His hands running down her neck made her shiver, her skin shivering in the wake of his hands before his palms would rest on her softly rounded shoulders. She tilted her head again as shifting softly against him, using the angle to deepen that kiss, her lips full and sweet beneath him as she moaned. His hands moving to cup her breasts, cupping, cradling their weight in his large strong hands made her back curve, arching her breasts into his hands as her nipples rouched up so beautifully beneath those feather light ministrations. Their lips parted then, her own swollen and glistening as she struggled to get a full breath, little hitches and whimpers catching her breath. She was growing so heavy, her body was so relaxed yet tense, on the edge of pleasure and utter relaxation. She caught that movement, those long digits beginning to undo each of those little jet buttons resting so tightly against their fabric prisons. She shivered there, her hands sliding up from his chest, joining him. She didn’t undo his buttons on no, it was too erotic for her to interrupt, loving the way his hands looked at they moved. Instead, her fingers would dance along that beautifully tanned skin as he revealed bit by bit of it with each released button. He was so gorgeous though, the way he had that straight dip down the center of his chest before his muscles flared up from it there, hard smooth plains with those flat little disks of his nipples. The valley beneath his pectorals before they reached his abs was so sweet, she couldn’t stop her hands from floating along the skin there, her fingertips soaking up his heat as she caressed him. Her voice was soft and intimate, a delicate pitch that was half whisper, half sigh. She was so very high right now, the entire day had spun her up in it’s magic and she was entirely under the spell… And his… She stopped worrying, stopped everything other than simply living in this very moment, becoming one with it, open and vulnerable, so very fragile.*”I’m glad you do…. Tonight…. I feel like this is heaven or a dream…. It has to be…You’ve made my life perfect… What I did… In that Carriage… I wanted to love you, just you… I wanted to brand you, block out your past and bring you to live in the moment with me… To be as enchanted with the dream as I am…” *She looked into his eyes, her fingers stroking along every dip groove of his muscles, caressing him as she learned his body like a blind person would and branding every shape, every curve within her mind. Her heart just wouldn’t stay still inside her chest, doing another perfect little summersault inside her as she felt the soft, delicate brushing of his lips over hers. He couldn’t be more potent to her right now even if he tried, he was God to her in these moments, the one thing she wanted and mattered. She felt him shift, moving up just a bit as he slid that beautiful shirt off of his body, leaving her chest free to her explorations, to her eyes as they took in all that masculine beauty. She couldn’t help the dreamy smile that crossed her love swollen lips in response to his cheeky wink as he praised her skills. She bowed her head to him slightly, knowing that no words were truly needed to that. He knew that she was well aware of her skills and he was thanking her in his own way, for pleasing him on the ride home. His lips pressed over hers again, oh such tender kisses, drugging her even more as she sunk that much deeper into the silken strands he wove around her. Oh he was casting such a spell on her, binding her to him so tightly that she would never be able to run, to escape. Her fingers slid up his abs, ceasing their explorations as they moved up over every swell of muscle, each dip that defined them before coming to wrap around the back of his head, to tangle in his hair, her thumbs brushing the sides of his neck as he kissed her over and over again. His words were so loving, so compassionate and caring they made her eyes sting with unshed tears, her throat to constrict on the burn there. She swallowed around it, trying to ease the ache there as she spoke.*”I’m not tired… I’m lost… Tonight is beyond perfect… I feel like any moment I am going to wake up and find it all, everything is just a dream… A part of me thinks it has to be, that I don’t deserve this beautiful reality… I’m just fancy toy when you strip me down to my parts… Just a doll… But tonight Ace, you’ve made me feel like an Angel… If it is a dream… don’t ever let me wake up… Keep me sleeping next to you, let me have our perfect world… I don’t ever want this to change…” *She sighed softly, tilting her head back and exposing those lovely ivory column to his kisses, the press of his hot lips against her skin. She gasped softly as he did well to shock her with that sudden puff of air against her ear, causing her to shiver and pull in closer to him. She felt like she was just going to melt under his hands and kisses, just slip into nothingness, becoming one with his skin, his flesh, absorbed and consumed. Her voice was so soft when she spoke, perfectly suiting the moment, the mood of this night. His lips on hers made her sigh sweetly against his lips, the passion and desire was there quite obvious. She wanted him as well, but she wanted him slowly, sweetly… She wanted to love him, to have that joining of heart and soul along with body… Would Ace want that though? It wasn’t something a person could undo or forget easily, the sort of night she wanted to give him was one that became seared onto the soul like a tattoo. She knew his past, knew the darkness there that was as much a part of him as his light was. Her Ace was no angel, but he wasn’t the devil either. He was a man, he was who she loved, completely and utterly without end. She knew tonight… It was a gift to her, for her… This was not something he had ever done before, she knew it deep in her soul that this night was priceless… It went beyond the proposal though that in and of itself was something she knew he had never done before… Doubts of his love for her had vanished in those moments, the surety of his feelings for her had taken its place as she accepted his proposal and him, for better or worse, hell and heaven both. There would always be pain in this life with him, he would hurt her in their life together.

(12:26:52 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: It wouldn’t be on purpose, he wouldn’t go out of his way to hurt her or cause her pain, to make her cry… This was something she accepted with him because of who he served, of who he was. He could sometimes be greedy, he was still so young sometimes, they both were. They were new to love the two of them, toddlers just taking their first steps together, uncertain of how to put one foot before the other. She felt the smile on her face widen, torn between pleasure and joy, unsure which way her body wanted to go. She wanted to talk with him, oh God in all his Mercy she did… Ace was always, always closed off and he only gave out information on his terms, at his times and only as much as he wanted to give. She heard him reach behind him, pulling that feather filled comforter off of the back of the couch, felt it’s soft cotton fabric press against her back, pulling her closer to him. She had been wanting to tell him something…needing to reveal something to him that was important… He was going to be her husband, the man she would spend the rest of her life with, he had a right to the truth. She looked into those beautiful summer storm eyes, seeing all those gorgeous shades of grey in them, the clarity they regarded the world and her with. She had a feeling that tonight was probably going to be one of the only nights where she knew she was gifted with her Ace, no walls or secrets… It was just as special for him as it was for her, and they were both gifting each other with this special openness, this selflessness.*”I want it all… I want to talk with you, to tell you everything and hear your voice, to listen to you speak… I want to make slow, passionate, tender love to you, with you… Then I want to fall asleep in your arms with the perfect ending to the best night of my life… You’ve changed my whole world Ace… You’ve freed me, broken my chains, made me fly… Every day is a gift with you and I want you to know that I never take you for granted… I love you so much that I know every moment is a gift and I treasure them as I treasure you. You’re going to be my husband… I still can’t believe it, but there it is, isn’t it? My Ace… My soon to be husband… Tonight you are making it my night… and for the rest of my life, I can promise you I will try to give it back to you, to return your love…”*She leaned her head against his as he rested there on her shoulder, taking in his smell, letting it drug her just that much more. Her eyes slid closed as she submitted to that moment, letting everything settle about her like the sweetest mantle of spun happiness. His lips on her forehead was met with a soft, contented sigh before he moved on, peppering her face with tender little kisses that made her melt. The kiss on her lips made her sway into him again, drawing in closer to him, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. What wouldn’t she give to make this night run on forever, she would sell her very soul for this joy, this happiness, the perfection to never cease. At the same time though, she knew it wouldn’t be real… This night was a gift to her from Ace, selfless and full of the love he couldn’t bring himself to speak about. She loved Him…. Ace… Moments like this were… well she knew they were beyond rare, she knew there was no way it would be repeated… There might be other sweet, loving moments in their life together, but never another night like this. She leaned back softly as he reached for the glasses, handing her the one she had drank from earlier, grasping the crystal stem as she watched him take a drink and sigh with appreciation. That was one thing with her, everything she bought was high quality, from the food she cooked to the wines she bought, everything was meant to taste good, to bring pleasure to life. He already made her happy… and she in turn wanted to return that joy ten fold. She wanted to make him a home, a haven for him, to feel like he belonged in. He had spent his life drifting from place to place, never finding a place to stay… She wanted to give him that… To be a reason for him to want to stay, to settle down… She nodded her head softly, taking a drink of that wine, a bit of liquid courage.*”In truth Ace… There is something I need to tell you… I’ve told you that this body of mine… It was alive once, and that it had also died for the me as I am now to be created… I didn’t remember my life before, I had thought that it was because I had been dead, all the memories from before just… Blacked out, blotted from my mind… It’s not true… I remember more and more as time goes by…” *She bit her lip then, obviously uncertain, shy, a little scared to reveal it all to him. After all… what in the world would he say?*”It’s programming… all of it was… The longer I’ve been here Ace… The more I remember. In this time, there are no programs that use to control me, and I’ve been slowly removing the others, one by one… The more I remove, the more I learn… Every day I get a little more human, I remember a little more about who I was… Without that outside influence Ace… I’m changing… I’m free… It’s why… It’s how we…”*Oh how to say it? She was having such a hard time with it, it was her turn to stutter and struggle with her words, to trip and fall over them. The shoe was quite on the other foot now.*”When that night happened… when I went to your God… I came back with a lot of my programs just… Gone… As if they had never been there… I always thought I was sterile because I’ve always been told that I was, and I never got pregnant… Without the program that kept me from conceiving there was nothing to stop my body from doing what nature intended… I never knew Ace… I wanted to say that…that I’m sorry, that I never knew it was only a program that made me sterile… I don’t know how you feel about all of this… I know you’ve suffered in your past and I can understand how this could make you feel… I decided that after the twins are born, I was going to rewrite the program myself… I don’t want to make you suffer… But I can promise you this Ace… everything is going to be perfectly fine… If you have any questions, ask them… Ask me anything and I will tell you everything…”

...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
: ..his head tilted as he looked up to her there.. settling so neatly upon her lap.. his hands having wrapped around her.. drawing her in close.. it wasn’t an act of lust or desire.. it was a need for that closeness that on this one particular evening seemed important than anything else.. - ..I aren’t certain how I could even convince you.. that you are indeed awake.. you aren’t resting.. this evening.. or perhaps even early morning depending on the time.. as it has happened.. has indeed happened.. every moment.. .. his right hand rose to glide across the delicate curve of her cheek.. sliding then back down along her jawline.. he’d reach for her hand.. turning it around so she could see the tiny gold ring it wore- ..Every moment.. .. he repeated before releasing the hold he had upon her wrist.. he watcher her as her features spoke volumes.. telling him of an inner struggle there.. she was perhaps having trouble deciding just what she wanted to do.. just what was most important to her.. he had indeed given her the choice.. she could decide what she wanted to do.. where she wanted this night to go and he wouldn’t question her.. he felt able to give her that freedom knowing full well that her choices would be certainly nothing immoral..perhaps a touch on the dark and kinky side at times.. but nothing ‘wrong’.. - .. You can have it all.. .. he whispered in response to her when she said that’s what she so desired most of all.. she wanted to talk with him.. to tell him everything.. to hear him talk.. to hear him speak his mind.. and then the slow passionate tender love making.. all ending in the blissful slumber in each others arms.. he leant in just a little.. brushing the tip of his nose against her cheek.. a soft subtle sign of affection before his lips would grace hers once more.. just lightly.. nothing deep or passionfilled.. just.. a sweet little union.. his hands snuck beneath the quilted comforter.. the one that cradled her frame.. to settle there upon her delicate and tiny waistline.. his fingers flexing to hold it.. the desire to just touch her was quite high .. she would then explain to him her concerns.. the worry she had been holding upon her shoulders.. his expression remained unchanged as he listened.. he certainly wasn’t disappointed.. or angry.. he understood.. he offered a shaking of his head.. his left hand then rising.. pressing a finger to her lips- .. You have no need to apologise to me.. ever.. .. he whispered.. removing that finger.. returning his hand to cradle against her waistline- .. You can’t be expected to apologise for things you didn’t even know were occurring.. .. his head tilted to the side a little- .. When you were being held.. in Naggaroth.. in that chambers room and I was arguing with the black guard over your release Nautilous told me he could ..barter for it.. that he would expect your first child.. I simply gathered you couldn’t become pregnant.. so I agreed.. it was foolish on my part because I should have known better.. Nautilous is not an ignorant man.. he knows just about everything.. he’s smarter than a lot of people give him credit.. .. he lightly rubbed his lips together- .. What I however should have done is told you all of this the moment you were freed.. I should have sat you down and explained.. .. his head sunk back against the cushions a little.. a somewhat exasperated breath sounded- .. I kept that information for a while.. and it lead to so many problems between us.. .. his grey gaze lifted to look to her there.. watching her..he paused then for a moment.. trying to figure if he wanted to do this.. if he really wanted to be completely honest with her.. and just what she would think of him if he did spill - .. and then it happened again.. .. he cleared his throat..- .. I wouldn’t be so surprised if you got right up and walked away.. right out that door after I tell you .. he paused.. his hands rising from her frame to rub against his temples.. before raking back though his hair.. clearly he was.. a little agitated- .. in that shop front.. when you were taken by Sydel.. when Dravanos had his hands upon you.. he asked Sydel if he should have killed you right then.. or wether or not she wanted to make me suffer.. and to prolong it.. Sydel of course.. told him to prolong the agony.. Dravanos is one of Nautilous’s sons.. I believe the only one still.. well.. I wont say alive.. because he isn’t really.. not.. entirely.. Sydel is not his birth mother.. but she brought him up.. it explains why the bastard is as twisted as he is.. or.. partially anyway.. .. he shook his head- ..forgive me I am rambling.. anyway.. Dravanos demanded Sydel release you.. to reboot your programming.. to reset you.. which she did and then he released Sydel from the energy chains then..sending her off to tell Nautilous what had occurred.. which was fine.. However.. whilst she was gone.. he threatened to kill the remainder of the children.. he stood right infront of me whilst I was compleltey incapacitated.. and he through threats of violence.. or torture.. and of course of claiming you.. .. his brows furrowed- .. if I didn’t agree to .. he paused.. he rolled his neck.. clearly uncomfortable- .. deliver to him.. Nautilous’s and Sydels first child.. she’s pregnant.. he knew.. I don’t think she realised it at the time.. .. his head sunk back.. he groaned at the entire ordeal.. - .. only then would he release you.. it’s like history repeating itself.. to her I will be the cause of her losing two of her children ..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She couldn’t resist the smile that played on her lips like a puckish sprite, turning the corners up in a sweet little curl as he drew her in closer. This was… Oh this was terribly nice really, just being here in his lap and curled in against him, cradled in the safety of his arms. She felt like some baby bird with white and gold plumage and he was the strong tree she rested in, his limbs supporting her, sheltering her… He was all she would ever need, he was her rock and her strength and he gave her everything without even realizing what he was doing for her. She still couldn’t see that self-proclaimed bastard, he had said he was bad for her, that he couldn’t give her what she had wanted so very much, yet what was this then, if not so? He was here, holding her so tenderly, and he had been there for her, supporting her through so much more than he knew. One day he might just see that he isn’t such a bastard, rather he was more like a fallen angel. A little bruised, a little dark, a little damaged… But still an angel. A kinky angel, since he was holding her in his lap where she had nothing more than a bit of lace and silk and he still had his pants on. She knew they wouldn’t stay there much longer, and if he got naked there wouldn’t be any time to talk and she wanted that, very much so. She sighed softly at his words, watching as those long fingers took hold of her wrist, to turn her hand over to bring that ring into her line of sight. It really did suit her, better than perhaps anything he could have bought. She believed that things like rings and such, they held memories, and the older they were, the more precious. New jewelry didn’t have as much character, there was no history there, no story of survival, what it had existed through. It was rather like her that ring, the two of them suited each other and honestly, Ace had to have been guided by fate to have held onto it for so long.*”I have to believe it now then, don’t I?... We’ve always been honest with each other even when the truth was a little bit ugly… You’ll just have to bear with me as I adjust to being the happiest woman in the universe, it’s a lot to take in…. A part of me wants to ask you if you’re happy, but I don’t think I need to… This… I know you wouldn’t have proposed to me for no simple reason… Imagine all the daggers I’m going to have at my back though! Remind me to put someone at the door to filter through our mail, I can only imagine the amount of hate mail I’ll be getting for stealing you from the rest of the world… At least we’ll never run out of tinder for starting the fires!”*She smiled at his words, saying she could have it all and she leaned in to softly press her lips against his, a feather light kiss that held all the warmth of her heart there.*”I Already have it all…. I have you…”*This peace, this sweet relaxation of sitting in his lap made her smile, made her tease him just a bit. She loved to hear him laugh, to see him smile, the way his eyes lit up when something struck him as funny or interesting. He was so gorgeous, how in the world he wasn’t utterly vain was beyond her… She leaned down into him, feeling that gentle stroking of his nose across her satin soft cheek, that smile sitting there on her lips, fixed to place. She wanted to tell him about that night, about how certain things had come to pass, all teasing and sweetness aside. It was hard for her to do really, not because she didn’t want to tell him, but because there was so much of it she couldn’t really understand. She had been working on removing her own programs for years and years, one by one and being subtle about it so people couldn’t catch on until it was too late. Here, without the constant onslaught of technology and information, she was able to do more than she had thought possible before. She was becoming human, more so now than she had ever thought possible. She had removed so many of the programs that had stripped that from her, she could feel pain now, something she had never had before for instance. Of course, it could be a pain in the ass at times, but just to FEEL… That was amazing. She was so comfortable there in his arms though, his hands about her waist gave her the courage to soldier on through it all. She had thought he would have been upset with her honestly, after all he had told her, all she had seen, he certainly didn’t seem to be the kind of man who wanted children and out of the blue she found out she was pregnant with not one but three. It had been a slap of reality to the both of them, and neither of them had taken it well exactly. Ace had held up better than she had though, he had been there for her even though she pulled away. When she finished, she felt his finger to her lips, stilling her words before he spoke. She listened to him, he was giving her so much information, filling in the gaps that she hadn’t been able to find out on her own. She snorted softly when he talked about Nautilous, knowing all too well about that cock sure bastard… Ace seemed to like him… She disliked him immeasurably. If she were walking down the street and saw Nautilous in the gutter on fire, she’d toss a gallon of kerosene on his ass and roast marshmallows over the flames. She was still determined to keep him from having her child, these precious little babies were hers and Aces, and she would slit Nautilous from navel to nose before she ever willingly gave up one of them to him.*”Nautilous is a cocksure son of a bitch, if you pardon my language… He does nothing without a reason, without some sort of a motivation for his own gain… He gave us this house because he felt bad… I don’t believe it, people like him never feel bad… What happened… Ace, you took the only chance you had to save my life. Nautilous saw a chance to get something for nothing as it were, and took it. It isn’t your fault, but entirely his for being a damned master manipulator… Don’t ever, Ever regret what you did to save me Ace… I need to be here with you, I can’t say all the reasons why, but I know it’s true…”*She grew silent again as he stoke, watching him slide those hands from her waist and up into his hair… Oh dear… This wasn’t going to be good… Her hands slid up along his arms, along his shoulders to rest there, gently rubbing the tense muscles there. There was only one or two things he could say that would send her from his lap and out the door, and she seriously doubted that he would be saying either of those things. The day he told her he didn’t want her anymore, she would sever and ties between them and vanish into the wind, no more than a waft of perfume on the air.

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♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: He had proposed to her though, and as such she seriously doubted it could be that bad. She remained silent as he spoke, just continuing to rub his shoulders and up along his neck as he spoke. She didn’t want to leave him… No… All those words did was make her angry though she hid it very well indeed. She was quite well and done with being used as peoples bloody pawn, as a weapon against Ace, as if she were no more than a tool. She wouldn’t be used against him ever again, she made that silent promise then and there as he spoke. She might not have magic, but damned if she was useless… She was stronger than she looked, she was smart, and by God she could charm the devil himself if she needed to. She had heard rumors here and there about this place, and perhaps it was time to take a deeper look into some of them. She had once thought about bartering her soul to Khorn to be free of her boot programming but Ace loved her as she was, and she wasn’t about to change herself for the sake of power. No, she would do this on her own strength, her own two legs and under her own power. Heaven help the poor bastards because when she got the bit between her teeth as it were, nothing could stop her. She took it all in, her hands never leaving him, trying to sooth him as it all took it’s toll on him. By the time he was finished, she had gotten enough of an idea to get a rather good grip on it all.*”Let me… get this straight, and correct me if I am wrong… Once again I was used against you… First by Sydel, and then by Dravanos… I remember him, he’s the one that haunts me in the dark… On the nights when you’re not beside me, he comes in my dreams… He has for a long time now, long before that incident at the store… In all honesty, I can say that it happened when I went to that realm of your God. I never told you because I didn’t want to worry you… But it seems they’re all a bit related now. So, this Dravanos… He threatened you with the death of our children as well as harm on me, and claiming me… And to save my life, you now need to steal one of Nautilous’s children…”*She slid her hands up his neck to cradle his face with those long, delicate fingers of hers, tilting his head to look at her, to catch those grey eyes with her own. He might think her cold right now, but she had steel in her and when it came down to it, there was no level she wouldn’t sink to, to protect Ace and her family, their home, their lives. Ace didn’t fall in love with her because she was some soft, fragile little thing that needed constant guarding. He loved her because she had pluck, she was tenacious under all that soft sweetness of her nature.*”It seems then, that we have a few options, don’t we? Sydel doesn’t care for children Ace… if she did, she wouldn’t have killed our child… If things hadn’t happened as they had, she would have made me lose all of them if she could. She’s not the woman you knew once, she’s not someone who cares… She only knows hate and rage and I think anything tender in her died a long time ago… But not the same for you… You have a sweet, wonderful heart under all that steel, and I won’t let anyone hurt it… I gave you my heart, to carry and protect it… I will do the same with yours. I promise you Ace, I won’t let it come to pass, I won’t watch you suffer anymore… History will always try to repeat itself if we don’t do anything to change it… It’s different now Ace, you have me, and I you… I might not have magic, I might not be a warrior or outrageously strong… But I’m smart and I have abilities that people here don’t. It seems to me that a solution, perhaps the best one, is to kill Dravanos.”*She knew how bad it sounded, as if it were something so simple when she knew it wasn’t. The thing was though… was that with this knowledge, with knowing just how badly Dravanos was willing to go to get a body, and to claim her… It gave them a tool to use against him. Along with the rumors she had heard… If it were true… She might just have another tool to use against him. She leaned down, kissing his lips to silence any words he might have, stilling them there before she pulled back a bit. She took his hands from his hair, gently detangling them before sliding them down over her breasts, lower till they rested over her soft little mound. She held his hands there, pressing his hand down softly, letting him feel the solidness of the life there.*”Ace, your life… It isn’t bound in darkness any more… This right here… This is a new start for both of us, and we can make this world into whatever we want from it. We have two beautiful children here, growing safe and sound in their own little haven with parents who will love them, protect them, teach them all we can about this world. I know that because of this, we’ve suffered a bit, because of our love, we’ve hit some really rough patches but we’ve come through it all together, strong for each other, stronger with each other. Nothing can stop us if we really fight for something, and I am willing to fight… No… I Will fight, to protect you, to cover your back, to give our children a world worthy of them. If I have to fight dirty, then I will fight dirty. I won’t hesitate to hit below the belt, and I won’t blink an eye at sinking a blade into someone’s back if that’s what I have to do. I’m not strong but I am fast, very, very fast….”*She paused a moment then, looking into those eyes she loved so much before her voice dropped a bit, almost a whisper.*” I had heard rumors that someone found a set of weapons… something from my time… The people here can’t use them because you have to have something special about you… I think, and I am not sure, but I believe it might have to do with nanotechnology… The same stuff that helps me repair myself, that helped me draw that poison out of you that night… There are things that end up here that don’t make sense to me… Things from a time far past the means here… I’ve seen things that I know are impossible to exist here and I think there is something here that pulls items, tools, things like that from other eras… If it’s true though, if these rumors are real… I’ll have something only I can use and trust me when I say if they are from my time Ace, they will pack a punch…”*She released his hands to run her fingers through his hair, brushing it back from his temples with feather light strokes.*”The fact of it all is this Ace… I won’t accept any of this without a fight… I won’t let anyone use me against you anymore… I don’t want to see you hurt again. I think… We should tell Nautilous about all of this though… The enemy of my enemy is my friend… As much as I dislike the man, he should know. Part of this whole thing working is dependent on us keeping mum, and I’m think it’s time we changed the game.”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: ..he tilted his head to the side when she said that Nautilous was a cocksure son of a bitch.. he had to chuckle.. a little at that.. yes Nautilous was a touch on the arrogant side.. he couldn’t deny that.. but he would always look up to him.. he had this.. something that deserved attention.. Nautilous demanded position and power.. without even having to demand it.. his skills and attention to detail were supurb.. - .. I don’t honestly know what to think when it comes to Sydel.. .. he nodded.. his head resting back against the thick cushions once more.. his grey gaze lifting.. simply gazing up into the darkness above him- .. indeed she is not like her former self what so ever.. .. he shook his head- .. but I can’t agree when you say she doesn’t care for children.. others.. yes.. you are correct.. her own though.. well.. that’s a bit different.. .. his brows furrowed..- .. I know she has a daughter.. though I don’t know where the young girl is.. and I know.. I witnessed how protective she had been when the young girls life was threatened.. so .. I.. look.. I just don’t know.. I . he exhaled.. shaking her head.. it was clear he was conflicted.. unsure on just what he was supposed to be doing.. and he certainly didn’t want to come across as defending her.. not at all.. his hand rose and he pushed back his hair once more.. - ..Dravanos isn’t a sentient being.. so I’m not certain how he will be able to be killed.. at least not while he is stuck in that.. semi inbetween space.. .. he lightly rubbed his lips together.. his gaze would lower to look upon hers.. lingering there.. he felt her fingers cradling against his.. guiding them down to rest just above the slowly growing section of her belly.. his fingers still there.. feeling the softness of her skin as it accommodated the growth within.. - .. I want you to promise me something.. .. his gaze lifted .. drawing away from their hands together.. to her face.. - .. if it gets as dirty and as dark as I have a feeling it is going to.. .. he tilted his head.. one hand lifting to slide a few of her curls back behind her ear- .. I want you to back off.. I want you to draw yourself away and out of the equation.. I don’t want you in the thick of it.. I will go and see Nautilous.. I will see if something can be done.. as I am sure there will be an answer there somewhere.. but for the sake of you.. for the sake of the children.. please.. don’t throw yourself in the fire to protect me.. please don’t.. .. he shook his head- .. I honestly could never.. Ever forgive myself if anything happened to you.. .. he was speaking honestly.. it would crush him entirely if she were to be hurt.. he got angry enough when he made the dumb mistake of promising a life for a life.. and then her being chosen.. he heard her speaking of this weaponry.. this futuristic weaponry.. it was interesting yes and could possibly be used ..- ..The weaponry is certainly intriguing.. something that requires a bit more.. research.. Ill have a look into it.. as I am sure you will also.. if you figure anything out you could always let me know and we will go from there.. I wont jump on it until I know what its about.. made that stupid mistake far to many times before.. I have learnt from it.. ..his hand shifted from its resting place there upon her belly.. his other falling soon after.. to slide back about her petite frame.. to draw her in closer.. cradling her against him with that oversized comforter.. his chin came to settle there upon the curve of her shoulder- ..I really need you to do this for me.. .. his eyes closed over.. - .. you may have to run.. and that’s perfectly fine.. I will track you down afterwards.. I have a knack for that.. I know for sure I could find you.. but I do not.. I do not want to see you in the middle of whatever it is that happens.. Dravanos wants you.. Sydel wants you dead.. you have two forces almost completely unstoppable that will go after you.. and they will use whatever means possible to get to you..

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She caught that chuckle there, a little laugh when she talked about Nautilous. Perhaps first impressions were make or break with him, because her first impression of the man had been none too flattering for her. She didn’t like people who manipulated others like that, it had never sat well with her, never would. When they got down to the topic of Sydel though, she was forced to take note. Other people might get jealous of their partners talking about their ex’s, even more so when that ex had borne them a child. She wasn’t like that though, she didn’t really have a jealous bone in her body, she didn’t work like that. She was feeling hard pressed to agree with Ace, but what choice did she have but to believe him? He knew more about Sydel than she did, and probably ever would. What reason would the two of them ever align for? Even more so when she had deep seated hatred for the woman for what she had done to her. She shook her head, knowing it was hard for him to talk about it as soon as he started to speak.*”Let’s not talk about that then, ok? Some things are better left alone, and I think we can decide to slot her in that category…” *She settled in closer to him, listening as he continued, this time about Dravanos… He had a point there, with the man being not quite here nor there and a bit harder to get a bead on for it. She honestly wasn’t sure what to do about him, all she knew was that she was tired of being hunted down and chased like a rabbit. He was right though… She might want to fight, but that didn’t mean she knew how to. They might need Nautilous more than she would want to admit to, and though she disliked the man, if he had the means to help her achieve her goals, she was mature enough to look past her dislike of him and take what was offered. She tilted her head ever so slightly to the side when he asked her to promise him something… Always so greedy with his promises, this man of hers… Always wanting them from her, and she kept them even if at times they put her in something of a bind. She nodded her head softly, listening to him as he spoke. When he asked her, when that promise was given voice, her shoulders fell a bit there. He knew that their children meant so much to her, that she would always protect herself because if she got hurt, so would they. Still, she didn’t want him to be there alone, without a friend to guard his back, to care if he lived or died. She sighed softly, leaning her forehead against his briefly, her breath sweet with the scent of wine and her own spring like smell. She rested there as she spoke, her voice resigned to the fact of it all.*”You know I will Ace… I promise… You and the babies… You are all the most important things to me in the world… I know if I go running in there when things get bad, you’ll worry more about protecting me, and you won’t be able to do what you need to… I’d just distract you and get in the way… I hate admitting it…but that’s how it is… “*She pulled back a bit, enough to look into his eyes as he slid those golden strands behind her ear. Jade green eyes searched out his grey ones, watching, waiting.*”Then talk to him Ace… I will keep my promise, I won’t put myself in danger… But you have to make a promise to me too this time too… Promise me Ace, that you’ll come back to me, no matter what… I don’t care how long it takes you to do it, just promise me… Promise you will come back to me…”*It would be her only stipulation, her one request of him. He had never promised her anything before tonight when he proposed, he had always refused to do anything like that. She wanted this promise, even more so than the proposal. What good was being engaged if he wasn’t going to be there with her? A ring was just a ring, a piece of metal and stone when one got down to it, and those things would never measure up to the man who had given them to her. He wanted her to stay out of the fight, to stay safe and hidden for the sake of the children and him, so she would do as she promised and ask he asked. But he had to promise to come back… He just had to. When he responded to her words about the weapons, she knew he was right. She herself didn’t put much water in it, but rumors tended to have a grain of truth to them, a bit of fact in the fable. If there was something from her time here, something that no one could use… Well she wanted to know about it, to see what it was. It could be nothing but smoke, something less than what it was being made out to be, there was no way to tell. Between her and Ace though, she was sure they could figure something out together, get to the bottom of it as it was. She also realized that the conversation was getting too heavy, and Ace was getting wound up and that was the last thing she wanted. She curled in against him when he pulled her in and she tilted her head to begin to press soft little kisses along his shoulder and neck, her lips parted slightly as she nipped and sucked on that wonderful skin of his. She paused only long enough to answer him0.*”They will have one hell of a time trying to find me Ace… I promise I will run… If we ever get separated I won’t be going by Trinity… My name is too strange here, people will remember it… I’ll vanish into the crowds… Find me by my birth name, ask for a woman named Rosamund MacDonald. You’re the only one who knows my full name, who knows I know it… Now let’s change the topic, it’s all far too heavy for such a wonderful night… We’ll come to all those bridges when we come to them and right now I would rather do something a bit more enjoyable…”*They conversation had gone very dark indeed, but it was something they had needed to talk about. It had been a good thing, but she wanted something different now, something to bring them full circle back into that pleasant glow. Her lips found his skin again, began to press those delicious little kisses along his shoulder, his neck, up along his jaw before she pressed her lips just to the side of his, almost touching their lips together but just shy of it. Her voice changed, dropped to a sweet seductive tone.*”You know Ace… I have to admit something to you… I don’t think I enjoyed anything quite as much as I did blowing your mind in that coach… I think I’ll do that more often now that I know how much you enjoy it… Maybe I’ll start waking you up on random mornings with my lips wrapped around your cock.. Sounds like fun, don’t you think? Or who knows, I might just come in behind you in the shower, getting you clean and dirty all at the same time? Oh, I think the best would be to sneak up behind you while your drinking your tea and side my hand inside your pants and stroking you…”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. his gaze lifted.. that almost soft haunting grey colouring settling upon her vivid emerald green circlets.. he nodded to her request.. he honestly didn’t like promising things like that.. He didn’t like promising things what soever as sometimes they just couldn’t be backed up.. lightly he rubbed his lips together- .. I promise.. .. he whispered.. - .. I will come back to you.. I will make sure of it..Ill do whatever it takes to track you down.. ..his fingers traced along her forehead.. sliding a few more wayward curls away.. back behind her ear.. he would put that name to his memory.. this Rosamund MacDonald.. he would ask for it should it ever come to that.. inside he had hoped it wouldn’t come to that.. that Nautilous would have some kind of plan.. that he would have perhaps an idea or something that would help all of this come to an easier resolution.. though he also had the thoughts that.. well he could well be kidding himself.. from what he saw of Dravanos there was a great deal of power there.. he could feel it as it crackled across his skin.. and the chains were something that try as he might.. he couldn’t bring himself to fight against them.. far to strong.. he knew himself that Sydel was stronger physically than he was.. but even she had trouble with it.. surely it wouldn’t cause an all out war.. his lids closed over when she began to trail her lips.. those soft sweet kisses along his shoulder.. a soft murmur sounding in response.. she was right the conversation had become far to heavy.. far to dark that it was ruining the lightness of the evening.. though it did get them both talking.. that had to be a good thing.. opening lines of communication was always healthy.. he groaned when she began to torment him with her words.. telling him of how much she enjoyed their little tryst there within that small confined carriage.. and that she could start waking him in a similar fashion..- ..you are such a sweet little tease.. .. he drew his lower lip inward.. chewing upon it as the thoughts of her there.. in the shower.. in the carriage.. all of it came flooding to the forefront of his mind.. his hands slid back down to her waist.. lingering there for a moment before they sunk down just a little lower.. sliding down over the plump curves of her bared ass..- .. You are more than welcome to do what you please.. when you please.. .. he whispered.. his lips lightly brushing against her shoulder as he spoke.. every word leaving soft little damp marks.. he slid one hand down from her ass cheek.. down through those well parted thighs.. a single finger traced along that smooth slick wet slit.. - .. well.. I guess we have curled up here on the couch.. we have conversed.. we have talked.. .. his head settled back there upon the couch so he could get a proper look at her… that finger continued its slide.. Not parting those nether lips.. no.. just tracing along their opening.. back and forth.. back and forth..a ghost like caress- .. what was there left to be done?.... his head tilted a little.. shooting her a playful wink as without warning that finger slipped between thanks to a little bit of forethought directly into her.. sliding passed her hot wet little entrance.. his index finger diving deeply.. just the one.. just enough to feel how turned on she was at this particular point in time.. he exhaled a little deeper.. she felt.. exquisite.. so smooth.. so warm..he rolled his shoulders back a little.. - ..Ah.. yes.. of course.. a little good old fashioned.. soft.. slow.. love making.. at your very own request.. how could I possibly decline?.... his tongue clucked against the roof of his mouth.. before he would press his free hand upon her stomach.. guiding her upper body back on a little bit of an angle.. his head would dip.. the tip of his tongue would reach and flick just lightly upon each nipple.. one.. and then the other.. just a delightful little tease before he’d draw one into his heated mouth completely… nearly hollowing his cheeks from the force of the suction.. his other hand remained buried between her thighs.. that single index finger exploring.. sliding in and out of her.. up along that sticky slit.. to circle her sensitive hood before it would dive back in once more.. he could feel her inner muscles clenching.. he released the guiding hold he had on her stomach to slide down between them both.. he’d tug upon his refastened belt.. releasing the buckle.. the button.. that zipper

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...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. tormenting her was causing the lust within him to rise quite considerably, all thoughts on their earlier discussion had simply floated out the window.. of children.. of war.. of being parted from one another.. it was all completely gone.. overshadowed by the lust they seemed to leech off one another with an unnatural ease.. he withdrew that finger from within her.. he pulled back from the attentions he was placing upon her right breast.. reaching down just under her ass to lift her.. just a little.. he himself had done the same.. all in effort to slide those slacks of his down his legs.. they’d get to as far as his knees before he would let her rest back atop his now bared thighs.. a little shifting.. a few kicking motions would have them off his body entirely.. now she had on more than he did.. the comforter came back to rest upon her shoulders.. he drew her back in close to him.. guiding those perfect little thighs of hers till they were nearly flush with his.. she’d be able to feel the heat coming from his flesh.. the hardness of the shaft she had only just earlier tormented with her mouth and tongue.. he dragged his tongue across his lips as he looked up to her.. his gaze firmly locking onto hers before he would nudge her head to the side just a touch.. his lips coming into contact with her left ear.. whispered words..- .. You can wake me up with your lips wrapped firmly around my cock any day you like.. .. his breath was quite hot as it caressed the shell of her ear- .. You’d be welcome to join me in the shower.. I wouldn’t say no to you sneaking up behind me while I was having my tea.. only to feel those hot little fingers of yours down inside my slacks.. however.. .. he suddenly nipped at her ear lobe.. not hard.. just enough to capture her attention- .. there will be no complaints from you..as I will have no control over my actions shortly after these ..taunting attentions you will be placing upon me.. I will fuck you Trinity.. until your knees buckle.. until you’re heart bursts.. until you can no longer breath through the gasps .. .. his lips trailed down the curve of her neck.. nipping every so often at the soft sweetly scented skin- .. making sure walking is something that is.. perhaps foreign to you for a day or two.. so Ill tell you right now.. .., he shifted a little beneath her.. one hand sliding down to curl around the curve of her ass.. to draw her in closer.. to position her.. - ..Only come to me.. torment me.. tease me with those hot little lips of yours.. if you are willing to accept the return of payment..I will make you scream honey.. .. his voice had deepened considerably toward the end there.. before he bit down upon her shoulder.. the hand that wasn’t on her ass had managed to wrap a few fingers about his hardened shaft.. guiding it between her slit..positioning it there at her entrance.. before he would without warning just slide it up into her.. not hard.. not forced.. just inch by staggering inch.. seeking out her tight inner depths.. he himself growled against her shoulder..the hand upon her ass continued to guide her down till he was deeply within her.. almost completely to the hilt his hips rolled.. bucking up against her.. in effort to reach just that little bit further.. -

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: 1)*She kept his gaze when she asked him to make that promise, refusing to let him break it, to hold him fast there. She knew he disliked promises, though he would ask them of others, getting one out of him was rather akin to pulling lions teeth. She wouldn’t have asked it of him if it weren’t something vitally important to her, something that would make or break her and if she lost him, it would break her as surely as it would him. She would go on living she knew, but her life would be so much darker without him in it. It was because of that, because she simply didn’t want to imagine a tomorrow without him in it, that she begged that promise of him. When he accepted though, she couldn’t help but relax against him, sagging in relief. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his forehead, feather light and sweet as her lips whispered over his skin.*”Thank you… That’s all I wanted Ace…”*The whole dynamic about Naut, Ace, and Drav was still outside of her ability for full comprehension. Magic was still an unknown, unmeasurable force to her that she couldn’t quite take a full account of. All she could say was that she had experienced it once or twice before, knew that it had an effect on her body, sometimes good, sometimes less so and that was the all of it. Dravanos power was beyond her real means to understand because of that, all she knew was that he stalked her, followed her through the shadows and was never really far from her side. She was almost used to it which made it rather sad, but she never told anyone just how often he followed her. The only time he was gone from her mind and from her shadow was when she was with Ace. For some reason he left her alone then… That or perhaps she simply stopped feeling him because Ace always consumed her, body and soul. It didn’t matter to her though, she gloried in everything Ace did to her, brought out in her. He was like electricity to her, he just sparked her, made her glow. She was glad they were talking, they were both so used to being solitary creatures that being so open communication wise was something they were learning to do together. It wouldn’t be easy, but after a time they would become comfortable with talking about things like this. It was just hard for them, but everything came with time and practice. She couldn’t resist the shiver his groan caused her, making her little body shake there in his lap. His words made her smile that sexy little grin for him, her eyes already darkening with lust. She knew that she had said she wanted a nice, slow, tender love making… But let’s be honest… It wasn’t something either of them were capable of. That spark was too hot, too large, too insistent. They were honestly blessed in that way because of that attraction. You can’t have that level of lust, that level of desire between two people and ever have it be soft and tender. They just…weren’t built for it. It wasn’t that there wasn’t love there either, which was the funny thing about it. There was so much love there between them, so many emotions and all of them strong and swift. It was part of what drove them to their peaks, what made them both such excellent lovers for each other. They were just perfectly, ideally suited to one another and if they tried to deny it, fate itself would probably come out and bitchslap them both. Her voice dropped an octave or two, slipping into that husky sweetness he always brought out in her.*”Only yours baby, only yours… I do love teasing you though… The way you groan and sigh for me… Mmmm… it makes me so wet Ace…”*She watched him start to chew on that lip of his, causing her to lean it, to flick her tongue over his lip. She gasped softly when his hands slid from her waist over that lace garter to grip her ass, her muscles dancing beneath his hands before settling with a shiver.*”I-is that so?.... Anything I please?...Anytime I please?...So…what if it would please me to tie you up in my bed… completely naked… loving you from head to toe with my lips…my tongue…tormenting you until you begged me to take pity on you?....”*Oh, it had crossed her mind more than once, his body was made for her, she would swear on it. No naked body ever aroused her as much as his did, making her want to lick and taste every dip of his frame, to taste that glorious V of his before following its clean, sharp line to his shaft and gorging herself on that delicious meaty rod. There were things he longed to do to him, with him, for him, and if God was good, if He was gracious, she would have the time with Ace to enjoy every single one of them. Her breath caught at those little kisses on her shoulder, feeling the cool air caress those wet little spots on her bare skin. She felt his hand slide down her ass a bit more, heading towards her core, her whole body shivering in anticipation before she felt his fingers there. She nearly jumped out of his lap when he ran his finger along her sweet lips, her head falling back on her shoulders as she groaned oh so softly for him. She could hear those glorious voice of his, knowing he was talking, teasing her, tormenting her but her mind was quite more focused on what his hand was doing between her sweetly shaped thighs. Her voice was little more than a whimper as he teased her, tracing her over and over again, feather light touches that made her whole body tighten up.*”Ye-Yes… We….should go to the…the ne-next… swe-eet jesus that feels good Ace…”*Before she could even adjust to the tormenting light caresses of his fingers, he invaded her so suddenly, so sweetly, with such a smooth motion that she arched against him, her fingers finding those broad shoulders and gripping them fiercely, knowing she was going to leave claw marks and not caring two pennies about it. She was indeed so slick, so sweetly wet for him, her tight little walls fluttering around his finger. Her voice peaked, high and shaking from that first invasion.*”OhmiFuckingHell!”*She whimpered there, wanting him to do something, anything with that long, strong finger he had anchored in her.*”Oh hell Ace… We both….Both k-know that….th-hat won’t happen… We’ll h-h-have to be e-eighty years old before….before we can slow…slow down enough to do it…Fuuuuuc baby please…do something with that glorious finger…. I’ll go mad…if you just l-leave it there…”

(04:23:45 )
♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
: 2) *She followed his guide, thinking that he needed her to dip back a bit, to give his hand some space, to begin to fuck her with those amazingly skilled digits of his. She had been wrong, oh so terribly, terribly wrong. When she felt that first flick, that hot, wet, velveteen tongue against her bare nipple nearly made her scream, clamping her lips together as she strangled it down to nothing more than a high pitched whimper. She shivered, her back bowing out to press those full perky tits into his mouth. When he sucked one into his scalding mouth she couldn’t bite that sweet little whimpering scream back, her nails biting into that smooth flesh of his like a cat. Combined with the fact he had finally taken pity on her and began to fuck her with that long digit she cried out his name in soft little mewls of lust, her hips rocking against that hand of his. She wanted this… Always wanted this… Let the world scream at them, she couldn’t blame their envy at having this all to herself… But at the same time her own pride and sense of self-worth knew that flat out, no one would ever love him back the way she did… On just the sheer physical, primal, sexual level of it all, they were perfectly matched. Anyone else would just be a waste of time, all lovers before paling in comparison to the fire they always sparked within each other. Lord, but how he knew how to make her body sing for him! She had learned she could make him sing the same way in that carriage, and she knew in her very dna that this was totally unnatural, to be so perfectly matched. She instinctively knew how to make him groan, to whimper, to cry out in pleasure just as he did her. They were a matching set, each one fitting so ideally for the other that they were made to be so. She growled in the back of her throat when he pulled his finger from her, leaving her wet and empty and wanting. She whimpered, writhed on his lap, the perfect picture of female want before she realized what he was doing. She rose with him when he guided her to do so, giving him the room to get rid of those damned pants and underwear, wanting him naked, needing that heat, that scalding skin against her own. She shivered when she came into contact with those firm, well-muscled thighs of his, merging with him, knowing what he wanted before he began to guide her. That shaft against her core broke her, made her whimper so sweetly for him, rocking her hips, bringing her clit in contact with that hot marble shaft of his cock, teasing them both. She looked down into those gorgeous steel colored eyes, loosing herself in the as she always did. She tilted her head to the side gladly, expecting to feel his lips there, his kisses long her skin. She hadn’t expected his lips against her ear, those hot…oh so hot words being dripped into her very brain. She groaned so softly for him, shivering at the image he was painting so deftly in her mind. Oh yes…Yes she wanted it so badly, to love him with her mouth as often as she was given the chance to. When he nipped at her ear, those perfect teeth of his clamping on her flesh with just the right pressure to make her gasp, her breath catching in her throat. Her voice was shaking like her body, as if she were cold, shivering atop him despite the fact she felt utterly scalding right now.*”Yes…Yes please... Oh my God… Ace you….you must know that… That when you threaten me…like that…all it’s…going to do is…make me pounce…you as often as I….as I can… “*Good lord, she was soaking his lap she was sure, his words, his threats were making her so outrageously wet that she was coating her own thighs. Those lips down her neck, the way he would nip at that creamy skin made her arch, growingling deep in her throat, sweet little cries of desire slipping past more and more often from her laps. Good fucking JESUS…*”Gimmy…. Oh God yes… I want that… Gimmy Ace…. Make me buckle…make me scream…I want… I want!”*Good GOD he was doing such a good job torturing her right now, he had her so tightly wound she made a spring look loose. Her nipples were peaked so hard, so tight she could cut glass with them, her whole body was vibrating, shaking, shivering atop him. If he kept up this torment she was going to cum from his words and kisses alone! When he bit down onto her shoulder she screamed his name, arching hard against him, bouncing in his lap as her nails broke skin, tearing at him from want. She was finally given release when he impaled her on that cock of his, not a sudden, violent movement but a slow, sweet torment as he sunk into her. As soon as that head entered her she started cumming for him, her pussy clenching violently around his cock. Her eyes rolled up in the back of her head as she came, her head falling back on her shoulders, sending those long curling locks to tease about his thighs. Her voice was a sweet wailing, a cry of pleasure that echoed in their quiet little house.*”OhmyFUCKINGGOD! Oh-h-h-h-h!” *As he burred it up to the hilt inside her, rocking beneath her, rolling his hips as he settled her down till she could take no more of that thick, fat cock. She was spasming hard atop him, her whole body twitching, jerking as she coated his dick, grinding down on him as she came. She was lost for a moment or two, that orgasm had hit her rather hard but it’s violence made it so that she had a vicious high that was sweet n short before she came down off of it. She moaned softly as she began to ride him then, those sweet thighs of hers clenching along the outside of his, driving her sweet little pussy up and down on his dick as she clung to him. Tonight was going to see her cumming more than usual, the entire evening had set a theme and the knowledge that Ace loved her, that he wanted to marry her just made things sooooo much more intense. She met each hit of his hips, rocking down hard on him, rolling herself so that she took him as far as he could possibly go while driving them both crazy with pleasure. She couldn’t believe how close she was already, mere minutes after her first one ripped through her little frame. She leaned against his chest then, her lips by his ear as she dipped her tongue along every sweet curve there, every dip and hidden cove. He would be able to feel it too, the way she was just come down for that first orgasm and was already close to her second one. Her voice was such a plaintive whimper, begging him in those sweet melodious mewls of desire.*”Please fuck me, I’m so close to cumming! Fuck me hard Ace, I want to coat your fucking cock!”


...Black Hearted Beast..

Ace
..Romance isn't in my repertoire honey. But a thousand ways to make you come are..
says to ♪Ŧŗį: .. his hands remained upon her as he drew her down atop him.. sliding the length of that hardened shaft into her.. inch by inch.. he felt her inner walls clenching.. the twitching as she cried out.. the climax ripping through her quite quickly.. the girl was on edge before he had ever truly gotten started.. and fuck it was hot to see her coming down from something like that.. he felt her body trembling in his arms..he reached for the quilt.. the comforter that up until then had been resting upon her shoulders.. giving it a slight nudge, letting it fall .. letting it topple down to reveal her in all her naked glory.. his gaze tore away from hers to wander down over just what was on display.. the way the golden glow in the room highlighted each and every feature.. his hips began to rock.. to grind in against her as she began to ride him.. lifting and falling.. impaling herself on his cock there.. every movement of hers was met with a groan.. a moan and murmur.. his breath would quicken.. also hitching every so often.. her nails digging into his flesh made him growl.. made him buck up into her that little bit harder.. - .. Fuck Trin.. .. he groaned.. rocking his head back.. forcing his neck to elongate as he clenched his eyes closed.. he could feel her body tightening.. the jerking.. the twitching.. it was all felt.. every single bit of it and it was forcing him closer and closer to the edge.. if she kept this up he wouldn’t last much longer either.. especially after he had just about exploded there within that carriage.. this right here.. this was just the cherry on top of a fucking blissful evening.. - .. You are.. incredible.. .. he just about hissed through gritted down teeth.. his hands sunk down .. fingers caressing.. lightly scratching over those teardrop shaped globes.. down along her sides.. feeling the slight dip of her petite waistline before they would grab a somewhat painful hold upon her ass..guiding her to lean back then.. forcing her hips to grind down that little bit harder .. as he then took a little bit more control from her.. thrusting into her.. the speed only picking up.. harder.. faster.. so much for taking things slowly..so much for the gentle delicate love making.. if their married life was anything like this continuing forward.. then their first time.. back in that shared house on the otherside of town would be the one and only time things were.. slow and a little more on the romantic side.. since then it’s only gotten harder.. a little darker.. faster.. as the pair took out their lust filled desires upon one another.. searching.. exploring just what they could do and what they wanted.. perfectly though they soon found out they were pretty well suited.. like a perfect match.. both just enough kink to keep things spicey.. tp keep things alive and open.. but the love.. it was clearly there.. they weren’t using each other for their own ends.. he wasn’t just fucking her so he could get off.. she didn’t just go down on him for her own pleasure.. they did it for each other.. they got off more on how the other reacted than how they themselves were feeling at the time.. their own climaxes were simply a bonus.. a pleasing end to a fucking good time.. he continued to pummel into her.. the sounds of skin slapping skin sounded out loudly in the silent house.. his groans only grew louder.. his muscles tensed and released.. she had to have felt his cock throbbing.. the twitching.. the spasms which only meant he was getting that little bit closer.. there would be no way he’d last as long as he did in that carriage.. hid body was already on edge when her hot little frame sat upon his lap naked.. how could anyone resist her? How could anyone in their right mind not think such horribly dark and dirty thoughts with her wandering around the house..he leant over then.. forcing his cock just that little bit deeper.. he dragged his tongue up from the top of her stomach.. between her breasts.. tasting the sweat.. her perfume.. her bodies just general taste that was intoxicating.. his head was swimming.. he wasn’t able to hold back the raw animalistic sounds that were coming from him.. they just came right out.. the grunts.. the groaning.. all of it.. because fuck she felt that good.. his lips found the curve where her shoulders met her neck and he bit down quite hard.. enough to leave markings from his teeth though not break through the skin.. he drew back then.. pulling her back to sit there upon his lap as his back collided with the back of the couch.. and he’d bounce her there.. lifting her by her hips.. by her ass.. to impale her.. over and over.. it was almost hypnotic watching those breasts bounce.. watching those golden curls tumble forward.. before he bucked up quite severely.. his jaw clenching.. he hissed and groaned as the climax tore through him.. his cock all but exploding deeply there within her.. filling her.. coating her inner walls with that scorching white hot liquid.. his head fell back.. his eyes clenched closed .. that heart of his was just about leaping out of his chest-

♪Ŧŗįņįţŷ♪

°Dh'aindeoin Co Theireadh °
°My Hope Is Constant In Thee°
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Oh there was no way in hell that she was going to get impaled on that cock after everything he had said, after everything he had done and not lose it, cumming all over his shaft. He had her on edge with his lips, his tongue, that finger he had slipped inside her, tormenting her as he whispered such terrible kinky things to her. As soon as she had felt that thick head invading her core, filling her so perfectly, he’ll, she’d have to be dead not to have that orgasm. It had been a brutal little thing too, rather like a sprint, all hard and fast, knocking her over with the suddenness of it. She couldn’t even feel that comforter leaving her shoulders, she was all too far gone to notice something as simple as a piece of cloth being removed. She looked lovely with all that golden orange light on her skin though, painted her cream colored flesh shades of amber and the palest gold, highlighting the firm upper swells of her breasts, the little hollow down the center of her belly, the arch of her delicate ribs… Firelight loved her body, that much was sure, the light just worshiping her skin and curves. She knew he was watching her as she came, the way he could so easily bring her to that peak and send her tumbling over the edge. She could only sit there for a few moments as she came but it wouldn’t be too long at all before she was riding that cock, her slit super tight, coaxing him to pleasure, bringing him with her. It was only one or two strokes from her before he started to meet her in the middle, reaching up for each decent she made, impaling her to the hilt each thrust till she was crying little ineligible words of pleasure, more sound than anything else as he pushed her so high, so hard, so fast. His moans, those cries of his, the way his breath was catching nearly drove her absolutely mad! If it was possible for anyone to be driven insane by sex, Ace would drive her there, melting every cohesive thought till she was more matter than mind and existing solely for pleasure and nothing else. When he pushed into her so firmly, so perfectly and she dug her nails into his skin she was rewarded with firmer, harder strokes that made her cry out with each and every time she was impaled on his rod.*”Ho-Le-Fu-King-GOD! Fuck-Fuck-FUCK-YES-YES-YES!!”*She was almost screaming, her voice raising in pitch the harder he fucked her, the closer she got to cumming. She had given up any sense of silence and it was their house and in truth the neighbors could go fuck themselves. She dipped back, those silk clad thighs gripping his own so firmly, that innocent white lace so close to her core and that sweet little garter belt looked absolutely kinky on her when one took into account just what she was doing with them on. His hands on her tits, the light scratching made her cry out his name, her back bowing into those hands before they dipped down her waist to dig into her ass. Those strong fingers, bordering on that realm of pleasure and pain was all it took for her to go absolutely nuts, wriggling and squirming, rotating her hips in a circular pattern that just milked his cock. She wasn’t even breathing at this point, just sharp, sudden little gasps that were only used for her cries and moans of pleasure. When he tilted her father back, running that hot velvet tongue up her abdomen and higher, between her tits to bite down at her shoulder she came violently on top of him. That last bit, the feel of his teeth sinking into her skin, that last edge of that pleasured pain had her over the edge quicker than lightning. She started to scream his name over and over again as she started to cum before she lost all ability to articulate words, only sharp, sweet cries of pleasure. Her whole body began to spasm over and over and over again, shaking on top of him as she tried to pull off of him, that thick hard cock inside her while she came so terribly hard. She was inexplicably tight, that orgasm making it almost impossible to push into her cunny but it didn’t stop him from fucking her through it. Her nails didn’t just dig, no, they clamped down and raked at him, scratching him fiercely as her whole body just went haywire. She tried so hard, so fucking hard to get off but he had such a delicious grip of her, forcing her to bounce on him as she curled forward, collapsing atop herself as she broke down, sobbing, the orgasm so intense and combined with his fucking her through it just broke her so deliciously. Tears fell down her cheeks as she collapsed against him, broken little sobs as she shook atop him. She was still so god damned tight that when he came it was a whole new level of sensations for her, made her whimper his name through the sweet little cries and mewls of utter feminine satisfaction. This might not be slow and sweet, but it didn’t matter. This was how they truly were at their most natural, without all the fluff and stuff so many couples brought to the bedroom to try and make it seem more important than it was because their passions weren’t evenly matched. She and Ace were a mating, a pairing made in heaven itself, perfectly in tune with each other to the point they knew what each other needed without having to ask, it was all so deliciously subconscious. She clung to him, gasping, her hair sticking to the both of them in damp little tendrils. She couldn’t talk, good lord she couldn’t breath… But he knew… She knew he knew she loved him, she always said it at the end of her orgasms, when he found his own release always drove those words from her lips but she found it impossible to even get air into her lungs. She could only mouth the words against his chest, planting a soft kiss above his heart before pepping his shoulders, is neck, his jaw with fairy like kisses.*